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It was a peaceful day in the Avarian Kingdom. The various resident species were going about their daily lives, and the central city was buzzing with activity. Aerocian, the knight commander and heir to the Lord Chieftain, was currently inside the palace, working on his elemental research. He yawns and stretches, letting his blue and green feathered wings extend behind his toned and lean torso and flapping them a little. The anthro gryphon jots a few more notes on his paper and sets it down, the avian ready to head out for a bit. Aerocian reaches to his vest and pulls out his communicator, tapping on it with a silver scaled finger and puts it up to his long feathered ear.

Beep-beep-beep-click. "Hello?" a high pitched male voice answers.

"Oh hey, Rytalis. How have you been doing these past few days?" Aerocian responds to his otter friend.

"Pretty good, been doing a lot of forest research lately. Those blue jays are starting to take over the place! They're starting to cause problems for the other species in the area. How's your research coming?" the otter named Rytalis asks

"Not too shabby. I'm currently working on a more efficient filtration system for pneumatic based propulsion systems. This should improve fuel efficiency for the kingdom's air transport fleet. So, mind if I head down your way for a visit?"

"Sure, I could use the break. I'll make a nice salmon and pasta dinner for us."

"Sounds good. I'll see you in a little while."

Aerocian puts away his communicator and tidies up his workspace before heading to his kitchen for a snack. After eating some berries and drinking some juice, the gryphon heads out, spreading his wings and building up energy for takeoff. He flies high above the central city, heading south toward Rytalis's home. The wind provides a nice cool breeze as Aerocian travels southward. He takes the traveling time to recall how the two of them met...

Aerocian had traveled to the main continent south of the large island that contained his kingdom for a scouting mission, to see if any of the local societies would potentially pose a threat to the Avarians. Though they have advanced forms of communication technology and monitoring systems, the Avarians always consider it to be a good idea to see things in person to ensure reliability of information. This part of the continent was significantly wooded with a river running through it, and Aerocian was examining the trees and water for anything unnatural. While wading around in the stream, he feels his digitigrade paw bump against an unfamiliar object, almost causing him to trip. "Woah!" he exclaims, bending down and dipping his arm under the water to grab the object in his hand. As he pulls it out, he notices that the object is a rugged storage container of some kind with labels on it. "Ahh, hold up there!" someone calls from upstream.

Aerocian jerks up suddenly and twists around to see the source of the voice. Sure enough, a few meters away, a blue colored otter with green facial markings stands in the middle of the stream wearing a waterproof vest and shorts, binoculars around his neck and a bag around his back. "Hey, I was looking for that box for the past hour. You found it?" he says with a smile beneath his triangular black nose and whiskers.

Aerocian nods and waves in greeting. "Yes, I guess this belongs to you, then?" he asks the otter, holding out the box for him.

The otter nods and reaches for the box. "Yup! Got some important water sampling supplies in here. I set it down while doing some water analysis, and I guess I kind of...left it there by accident," he says sheepishly with a slight blush, scratching his head with a webbed hand.

Aerocian nods and smiles, patting the otter on the shoulder. "Don't worry, I've left things behind before, sometimes before taking flight so I don't realize I'm missing anything until I'm too far to come back for it. My name's Aerocian, by the way," he says.

"I'm Rytalis. Nice to meet you," the otter replies, extending his hand toward the gryphon. Aerocian grasps and shakes it with his scaled hand before the two pull their arms back. "So, what brings you here? Don't usually see avians of your color and shape."

Aerocian thinks for a few seconds before responding. "Well, I'm from the Avarian kingdom in the north. It's a kingdom traditionally ruled by the avigry, the gryphon race of Avaria, but is now part of a federation of the different species that live there. I'm currently the knight commander for the palace, and on a regular mission to scout out neighboring areas to check for threats."

Rytalis nods. "Ah. Well, no threats here. I come up and down this river every week to check the water and surrounding forest as part of ongoing ecological research. I also check for threats and abnormalities in habitat and species conditions, so we're kind of alike in that regard."

Aerocian smiles. "It's nice to meet a fellow scientist. When we are done here, would you like to chat over dinner? I can catch us some nice fish, assuming you love them based on your species," he says with a small giggle.

"Oh yes, that is one stereotype that we otters just can't seem to avoid," Rytalis says, laughing hard.

"Alright, it's settled. I'll get the fish, you'll show me where we can meet." The two go off again to finish their duties and after Aerocian catches some fish, the two of them head off to Rytalis's place for a nice chat, which turned into something more...

Aerocian murrs as he recalls the last portion of this memory, the gryphon having developed a relationship with the otter Rytalis that was more than a simple friendship. He arrives over the riverside neighborhood that the local otters and other river-loving species called home, and gently lands on one of the foot paths. He walks past various houses with natural looking exteriors, some which connect directly to the river, until he comes to Rytalis's front door. The blue gryphon rings the bell, and the door opens a few seconds later revealing the shorter yet quite handsome otter. Rytalis is currently dressed in his typical day clothes, a short-sleeved shirt and shorts made up of the otter's shaved fur from the past year.

"Hey, Aero, have a nice trip?" Rytalis says, looking up with a smile with his thick rudder tail swishing behind him.

"It went well, pretty uneventful and boring though," Aerocian replies. "Can I come in?"

"Sure! I have dinner all ready. Make yourself at home!"

Rytalis takes Aerocian by the hand, leading him to the spacious kitchen. The room is very natural looking; it looks like the inside of a cave but with polished wooden walls and a rounded ceiling, natural tree trunks and branches shaped into counters and cupboards, plus stone shelving and floors. Along with the natural furnishings are appliances cleverly integrated so as not to ruin the natural aesthetic. It is on the stovetop that their dinner has been cooking: two salmon fillets lightly breaded and seasoned served on top of pasta topped with a delicious creamy alfredo sauce. Rytalis grabs two large plates from the cupboard and serves the meal onto each, handing one to Aerocian as he keeps one for himself. There is a large pitcher of lemonade on the table, which the otter pours into two glasses. As the two settle into their chairs and begin eating, Rytalis stretches his legs and looks at Aerocian.

"So," the otter says in between bites, "how's the palace treating you?"

"Not bad, could use more adventure though," the gryphon responds, placing large forkfuls of fish into his silver colored beak which tears up the flesh before swallowing. "Research is doing well, though my formal duties are getting time consuming and boring. I had to spend six continuous hours once listening to the chieftain talking to the president and his cabinet about the current state of the economy, and how much disparity there is among unemployment rates and wages between the different species in our kingdom. I just want there to be a solution that everyone can agree on, but alas, that likely won't happen."

"Sounds like you need a vacation," Rytalis says with a chirr. "You certainly came to the right place," he says while stuffing his short muzzle with pasta, taking sips of his lemonade in between morsels.

"Yeah. Sometimes I don't like being heir to the chieftain position, or the fact that we even have a system like that still," Aerocian says, finishing his plate and drinking more lemonade. "I mean, I understand the importance of passing down and upholding traditions, especially for a race with a long and unique heritage like my own. But that doesn't make it necessary for me to be a political advisor."

Rytalis finishes his plate as well, licking it clean as he turns back to the gryphon. "Yeah. I studied some social science back in the university but "constitutional monarchies" or whatever you want to call them never made much sense. If the monarchs have no political power, why are they required to be advisor to the leading elected official? There are plenty of people that would be more knowledgeable from experience and training that would better serve in that role, other than people who are just born into a certain family."

Aerocian nods, wiping his beak with a napkin. "Exactly. I know very little about most of the policies that our government puts forth. And I have other things that I would rather be doing." The gryphon finishes his drink and just sits in his chair, looking at the otter.

Rytalis smiles and strokes his lightly furred and webbed fingers over Aerocian's feathered arm. "Well, I know of something we could be doing right now," he says with a wink. "I'm sure it'll take your mind off of all these troublesome thoughts, at least for now."

Aerocian smiles and looks back at Rytalis with a slightly devilish look in his eyes, letting his finger talons stroke through the fur on the otter's arm. "That there is," he says, extending a hindpaw and brushing his toes against the otter's lower leg. "It's been a long few days, I could definitely use the relaxation," the gryphon says while curling his toes around Rytalis's leg.

Rytalis chirrs, wiggling his toes from the leg strokes. "We can head to my room, make you even more comfortable," he says seductively, strong rudder tail waving behind him as he places a webbed foot over Aerocian's other furred paw, pressing his soft pads against the gryphon's toes.

Aerocian murrs, tail flicking behind him as he stands up, letting his foot brush against the otter's as it comes off. "Lead the way, my cute little otter," he says, moving beside the mustelid and nuzzling gently at the black nose.

Rytalis murrs in response, taking the gryphon by the hand and walking down the hall, the corridor curved and lined with stone as he leads them to the round opening of his room. He opens the wooden door, showing a large stone covered room with waterproof carpeting. The otter's bed is in the middle, covered with leaf-sewn sheets and a comforter made with shavings of his own fur. The mattress is on a tree trunk frame, and is made from various materials obtained from the forest. There are two windows on the sides, with wooden furniture on the walls and a small closet in the corner. The room is tidy, with science books and research materials on the shelves and a computer on the desk, the room smelling of the forest. Rytalis enters first, tail waving behind him as he pulls the covers down of his large bed, then turns to the gryphon and kisses him on the side of his beak. "The bed's all yours," he says with a smile, stroking his webbed fingers over Aerocian's feathered ear tufts.

Aerocian murrs, and licks at Rytalis's muzzle while stroking his round ears. The gryphon then brushes his fingers over the otter's cheeks before resting his hands against the back of Rytalis's head, and pushes his beak into the mustelid's muzzle for a deep kiss. Rytalis mmphs and kisses back, the shorter and rounder otter tongue pressing into the hard beak, curling against the longer, thinner tongue of the avian while his hands stroke over the gryphon's feathered back and wing joints. Aerocian rubs the otter's back in kind, his feathered arms sliding up and down Rytalis's clothed sides and scaled hands feeling over the back. Rytalis breaks the kiss, blushing slightly as he pats the gryphon's back. "I think this would work better if we removed our clothes, am I right?" he asks playfully, pulling on Aerocian's vest strap for emphasis.

The blue gryphon nods, moving his scaled hands to the otter's shoulders. "That can easily be arranged," he says slyly, gently lifting up Rytalis's pullover short-sleeved shirt over his arms and neck. After pulling it off, he gently tosses it to the floor next to the bed and nuzzles his beak into the otter's green furred and toned chest, letting his hands stroke over Rytalis's now naked back. The green otter chirrs at the nuzzles, petting Aerocian's head crest and ears as he brushes his knee against the gryphon's clothed waist, letting the smooth fur of his lower leg press against the firm thigh muscles of Aerocian's leg. The gryphon purrs gently and extends his lower leg to run his large hindpaw over Rytalis's, the four hybrid leonid/lutrine toes splaying and stroking their toe pads around the otter's ankle. His sole presses onto the surface of Rytalis's foot, the soft pad caressing the otter's toes and webbings as he moves his hands down to the front of Rytalis's waist to unhook the button on his shorts. The blue gryphon murrs deeply and licks around the otter's navel as he pulls the zipper down, revealing the closely fit undergarment beneath. He pulls the shorts down, grabbing the leg of it with his hindpaw and flinging it over to the shirt, then nuzzles his beak into the otter's bulge, taking in his musky scent. Rytalis moans loudly at this, reaching his hand over to Aerocian's midsection to untie the straps of his vest as the otter's hidden sheath begins to swell beneath the fabric. As the straps come undone, Aerocian stands up and strokes the otter's sides. "Please, allow me," he says as he slides the garment down his legs, revealing his own swollen sheath and green furred balls as the gryphon casually steps out of the vest. Rytalis moans and chirrs at the sight, sliding his own underwear down and off his legs to reveal his greenish, slightly smaller sheath. Aerocian wraps his feathered arms around the otter's sides and gently moves the two to the bed, laying himself down as he turns the smaller otter around to face each other's paws.

Rytalis murrs deeply, knowing what his gryphon friend wants from him as he takes the large gryphon paws into his webbed hands, burying his muzzle into the soft and clean soles. "Ohhh, yes...tend my paws little otter," Aerocian moans, taking the otter's own webbed plantigrade paws into his talons and nuzzling the toes with his beaktip. The otter chirrs and moans in response, caressing over the long digitigrade paws of the gryphon and feeling the short fur covering the firm muscles underneath. He takes a toe into his muzzle, licking at the pink pad and giving it a good sucking while stroking his fingers in between the other toes, before giving the same attention to the other toes in turn. Aerocian moans and murrs into Rytalis's paws, doing the same to them as he caresses over the ankles and lower legs of the water mammal, letting his claws scritch and knead the otter's feet. Rytalis nuzzles into the underside of the gryphon's toes, letting his hands stroke down the length of each foot to the heel and back again, with fingers on top and thumbs below. His whiskers brush and tickle over the soft pads of the paw bottoms, the gryphon's toes curling in response as Aerocian nuzzles deeper into the otter's shorter soles, licking and nibbling at the webbing between the toes as his claws feel over the smooth green pads and blue fur. While the two lovers lick and nuzzle each other's paws, their crotches grind against each other causing their sheaths to become more swollen and sensitive with the tips of their shafts peeking out.

Aerocian is the first to pull off of his partner's paws, standing up on the floor and turning to Rytalis's face, a clawed hand already stroking the emerging purple tip of his gryphon member. "Okay, you've had your little fun with my paws but I have something else that needs your expert muzzle attention," the gryphon says with a smirk, letting the tip of his length rest on the otter's muzzle. Rytalis goes wide-eyed at the sight of his lover's shaft on his face, chirring softly as he admires the smooth purple flesh protruding from the furred sheath. He gets up onto his knees and wraps a hand around the cock, feeling its girth as he strokes up and down its growing length, with his other hand going between the gryphon's legs to fondle his sizeable greenish-furred balls. Aerocian moans at the touch, his hips grinding into the otter's muzzle as the shaft lengthens, revealing a wide midsection lined with longitudinal ridges. He puts a hand onto Rytalis's head fluff, rubbing gently as he humps the otter's face while waiting for him to tend to his needy member.

Rytalis licks at the base of the gryphon's growing member, taking his salty sea-water taste into his muzzle as he nuzzles the length, kissing and nibbling the sides as he moves up to the tapered tip. The otter licks the tip and around the head, rubbing the shaft with a hand as he squeezes and fondles the soft sac with the other. Aerocian murrs and moans from the attention, his 9 inch shaft reaching its full size and leaking preseed onto the otter's tongue. Rytalis looks up into the gryphon's face with lustful eyes, looking for approval as he gives the gryphon-hood licks and caresses. Aerocian nods and smiles, stroking the otter's ears and waving his tail as Rytalis takes the tip of the shaft into his mouth, sucking on the leaking head as he keeps his sharp teeth away from the sensitive cock. The gryphon purrs and relaxes, loving the feeling of his partner's muzzle on his member and the sensation of the whiskers against his crotch fur. He uses his other hand to brush down Rytalis's neck and upper back, kneading the lithe but strong swimming muscles hidden underneath the light fur. The otter moans at this, sucking more and taking more of the gryphon's length into his maw, reaching the base as he presses his webbed palm against the avian's crotch for stability.

Aerocian moans and chirps loudly as he is deepthroated by the otter, gripping the otter's head fur tighter with his claws as he holds the mustelid against his crotch. "Urrgh...good...keep going," he moans, letting his member thrust into Rytalis's mouth and getting stimulated by his oral muscles. Rytalis nods, letting out muffled moans and sounds of affirmation as he holds on to the base of the shaft while letting the gryphon piston his flesh in and out. He continues to swallow down the avian's preseed, his other hand feeling the bird's orbs jostle as Aerocian increases his thrusts. The gryphon's balls slap against the otter's chin with each deep thrust, the sac's musky scent permeating the otter's fur as his nose gets pressed into the gryphon's crotch. Aerocian moans and chirps loudly, feeling his shaft start to swell as the ball of flesh at the base expands into his knot, pushing against Rytalis's muzzle. The otter feels his jaw stretch and strain to accommodate the growing base, the shaft tip pressing into his throat as the gryphon fills his mouth to the peak with dick. The knot fully expands with a pop, the otter tied to the gryphon as Aerocian's pleasure builds rapidly.

Aerocian moans and shudders, putting both hands against the otter's head as he keeps him around his knot. His muscles start to tense, tail sticking straight up and wings flaring as he chirps and squawks out loudly, signaling his peak. The gryphon's balls tighten in Rytalis's grip, his shaft thrusting hard into the otter's throat as streams of gryphon cum shoot out of his tip and into the otter; the gryphon then closes his eyes and loses himself to the intense sensations of his climax. Rytalis mmphs and braces himself, the gryphon's powerful thrusts making it difficult to hang onto him as he feels the rush of seed down his throat, the otter's mouth filling up with excess cum as some begins to drip from his lips. He feels the gryphon's sac tighten in his hand, his mouth still pressed against Aerocian's crotch as he struggles to keep the engorged member inside from the buildup of cum. Eventually, Rytalis's jaw slips off of the knot and the shaft, the avian's length completely covered in white sticky goo as it forms a puddle on the ground. Aerocian moans and then murrs again, patting Rytalis on the head as he gives the otter's mouth a rest.

"Ahh...that felt wonderful..." Aerocian says. "I'm sure you still want your treat from your hard work," he says, pointing to his still-covered shaft. Rytalis smiles and nods. "Oh yes, Aero, I'm ready for it now," he says, taking the slippery length in his hand and licking the cream from the tip, chirring as he uses his tongue exclusively now as he works his way around the head and down the shaft. The gryphon murrs and rubs the otter's head again, his knot deflating as his shaft remains hard. "You have a wonderful taste, as always," the otter remarks, slipping his tongue into the sheath to get the cum that slid down to the base. "And I'm happy to give it to you," says the gryphon, rubbing his tip against the otter's cheeks as he is cleaned off. After a few minutes, Rytalis pulls off of Aerocian as the gryphon's shaft is shiny and clean. The otter sits up on the bed, his own 7 inch shaft throbbing and dripping from all that excitement. Aerocian notices this and Rytalis blushes, smiling at the gryphon. "Hmm, I guess we better take care of that," the gryphon chuckles, getting back on the bed behind the otter and pushing him on his side against the mattress. "But I can give you something more, and you already got me riled up again with your wonderful muzzle," he says lustfully, rubbing his rejuvenated shaft against Rytalis's back.

Rytalis's ears perk at Aerocian's words, and his body shivers from the feel of the gryphon behind him as he moans softly. "Ohh...press against me you naughty bird, fill me with your warmth and firmness," he chirrs, raising his tail and stroking it against the bird's feathery chest as he presses his firm rear against the gryphon's crotch, grinding it against the hard shaft. Aerocian murrs at the submissive display of the otter, wrapping his arms around Rytalis's chest as he grinds back against the mustelid's round butt. "Oh, I'll give it to you all right," he smirks, pushing his chest against the otter's back and rubbing up and down against it. He reaches an arm down to grasp the otter's neglected length in a hand, stroking it in time with his rubbing.

Rytalis moans loudly as his shaft finally gets some needed attention, arching his back into the gryphon's chest and tilting his head to nuzzle into Aerocian's neck. "That's...ohhh...soo good..." Rytalis moans, reaching an arm behind him to brush his fingers against Aerocian's beak. The gryphon murrs and tilts his head down, pressing his beak into Rytalis's muzzle and licking at the otter's lips, which part to take him into a deep kiss. Both creatures murr and moan into each other's mouths, their tongues curling around each other and exploring their maws as Aerocian slides his shaft below the otter's tail, pressing the leaking tapered tip against the puckered hole. Rytalis lets out a surprised chirp at the feel of the cock against his hole, kissing deeper as he presses against it, allowing the narrow tip to press into him.

Aerocian grunts and moans, legs wrapped around Rytalis's as he pushes his large member inside the otter's passage, his preseed lubricating the entrance. He presses in smoothly, squeezing Rytalis's shaft in his hand as he works his cock into the otter. As the gryphon presses the wide, ridged lower half of his member into the otter's rump, Rytalis moans and shudders in pleasure, twisting his upper body to curl his arms around Aerocian's chest as they continue to kiss. The blue gryphon feels his shaft hilt and begins to thrust, pumping the otter's meat with his hand. Rytalis breaks the kiss, not able to keep his head up anymore as he moans and chirrs in increasing pleasure. Aerocian presses his beak in between the otter's ears, licking and nibbling at them as he thrusts faster, hindpaws curling around the otter's as he clasps their toes together, his soles and pads rubbing against the otter's feet.

Rytalis chirrs more intensely now, his comparably smaller shaft leaking watery pre making the thrusts through the hand even smoother. He curls his tailtip around Aerocian's shoulder, his paws pressing back against the gryphon's as he humps into the scaled hand, with his lightly furred orbs swaying with each thrust. The gryphon keeps an arm wrapped around Rytalis's chest as his other hand continues to serve as a tunnel for the otter cock, his larger balls slapping against the otter's own orbs with each thrust. Aerocian moans and chirps deeply and loudly, pleasure spreading throughout his feathered and furred body as his shaft's knot begins to expand again, pressing against the otter's tailhole as he presses his body tighter against Rytalis.

Rytalis moans and chirrs loudly as he feels that knob of flesh swell against his rear, his walls stretching around the ball as strong jolts of pleasure surge through his body. Aerocian moans as he works the knot all the way in, locking it into place with a pop. That pop was just enough to send Rytalis over the edge, the otter chirring and moaning loudly as his hips hump intensely into the gryphon's hand, the smooth pink length throbbing and squirting out the otter's seed as his toes splay from the wave of pleasure. He clenches over the gryphon's own throbbing length, sending Aerocian to his second climax as the gryphon squawks and spreads his wings out, cock thrusting in as far as it can go as it shoots jets of gryphon cum into the otter's bowels, the avian's feet pressing around the otter's as he holds him tight to his chest with his arms. They stay like this for a few minutes until Aerocian's knot deflates and slides out, allowing his spent shaft to slide out of the otter's passage. Rytalis uses this opportunity to take Aerocian's beak into another kiss, murring and chirring as he turns his body around to wrap his arms and legs around the gryphon's body. Aerocian returns the kiss and murrs as well, loosening his grip to allow the otter to face him as he waves his tail in contentment. He gently brushes his chest against Rytalis's, his clawed hands stroking through the otter's back as Rytalis does the same. Aerocian smiles and licks the otter's muzzle, purring in contentment.

"Mmm...you were wonderful again," he tells Rytalis.

"Thank you so much, my cute gryphon," Rytalis responds, licking the gryphon's beak.

"I trust that everything was to your liking and satisfaction?"

"Mrrr...yes. Your feathered body, your strong yet delicate beak, and your sizeable maleness are all very lovely."

"Hehe, your cute muzzle with its large round nose and whiskers always brings me joy, as well as your webbed paws and thick tail."

"Aww, thanks. So, anything else you'd rather be doing at the moment?"

Aerocian cuddles around Rytalis, arms and legs wrapping around the otter's body as he ponders for a bit. "Hmm, is laying like this enough?" he asks with a smile, nuzzling and licking at Rytalis's muzzle.

Rytalis murrs and licks back, cuddling close to the gryphon. "Yeah, we're good," he says, stroking his paws against the avian's legs. The two smile and hold each other close, cuddling with each other and talking about this and that for the remainder of the day. Though they both had to return to their various duties tomorrow, they savored the time they spent together, and looked forward to their next meeting of frolic and fun.