Princess Adventure
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The Story based on this picture
The beautiful princess Jenna belongs to Silverdragon41
The amazing gryphon belongs to Amurensis
The picture was drawn by the amazingfefairy
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Princess Adventure
A loud sigh echoed throughout the hall, coming directly from the beak of Jenna. Jenna was and still is the queen of the icy north, the sole ruler from the snow-covered mountain-tops from Tisuan over the frosty river Abanei to the sea of eternal ice Tasuansi.
Her appearance has raised no doubt that she is the queen, her body resembling that of a goddess. Her body was so gracile, yet not fragile, curvy and yet slim and quite arousing, which she was highlighting with her quite frugal, nearly scantily, clothing.
A bra that showed more of her feminine rounding than it hid was held by a little necklace, on her scaled upper and lower arms she was wearing black armbands, decorated with a blue pattern
Around her hips she was wearing a loincloth, held merely by a chain and attached to her right leg was a one-handed sword that one could think of nearly too small small for her, its sheath held by just a few fabric rings on her legs.
Her magnificently plumage and fur glistened in the light in all shades of blue, except of the top of her wings, which was dominated by black. Or in other words, a purely beautiful gryphoness.
Like nearly everyday she was sitting her hand-carved wooden throne, watching the flames in her fireplace, near enough to warm her, yet far away to not ruin her wonderful feathers. After all it took her two hours a day to dress up her feathers and fur, even with the help of two chambermaids.
The light that was shining through the huge windows inside the castle's walls into the throne-hall was slowly diminishing as the sun was slowly setting behind the large Tisuan mountains, and night was setting in.
As a young princess she dreamt about ruling one day over the North. But when that day came, where she received her crown and sceptre, she quickly realized that it was not a amazing as she thought it would be. Pretty much every day was the same, meeting various nobles that were complaining about the common people, giving audiences to common people who complain about fat nobles, or she had to settle disputes between both parties.
It became so boring some days that she secretly wished that one of the other kingdoms would threat to go to war with them, so she could break out from these wall, to live free, to live her own life. But she quickly dismissed these thoughts, because war was never a solution and Jenna did not want to see her people suffer.
Tired as if she had run a marathon she got up and signalled one of her manservant, which he quickly understood. She wanted to stop for today and proceeded to her private room. On the way to her room she met various servitors, guards and many more.
Contrary to other rulers, her court consisted of all species that were known to this world, or at least the ones from the high North. She did not prefer one species over the other, not even her own one, she thought that behaviour to be stupid and backwardish.
Her people admired her for this, but the queen did not give it any thoughts right now, because her head was empty, devoid of thoughts, emotions or similar. Only fatigue was there to be found. So when she reached her room and locked the door behind her, she simply let herself fall on her soft bed, glancing around her room briefly
Her chambermaids had taken care of her room, the fireplace was lit, the bed was prepared and a some hot-water-bottles have been prepared under the bed-cover. A tiny smile wandered over her face as she noticed this. This was probably Sibinsi's doing, her oldest and most experienced chambermaid. She had been doing this work bevor Jenna had hatched, and around her Sibinsi behaved like a mother hen.
The reason for this was probably that she never had children herself and now saw Jenna as her chick. Sibinsi had been at her side every single day since her hatchday, had cared for when she was sick, hurt or when she had done something stupid. Deep in Jenna's heart she saw Sibinsi, this old mother-hen, as her real mother.
Slowly the minutes passed by and turned into hours and Jenna, who was wrapped up in her cozy warm bed-cover, could still not fall asleep. Neither the howling wind around the castle, nor the crackling fireplace or the sound of her beating heart kept her from falling asleep, it was one sole thought. A thought that filled her mind more and more, like an out-of-control wildfire.
'Out.'
It was like something deeply hidden inside her was screaming at her.
'Out!'
No matter what she tried, this word filled her entire mind. Then, like moved by a puppet-master, she moved her arms, grabbing her bed-cover and simply tossed it on the ground. Now Jenna was sitting straight in her bed, breathing heavily, the dark room barely lit up by the ember in the fireplace.
'OUT!'
Without knowing how or why, she jumped out of her bed and walked over the window, opened it up and set down on the window's ledge. She looked down and saw nothing but darkness, except for one or two little lights down there.
The cold wind from the north blew into her face, caressing her fur and plumage, it was like the wind was calling her.
She slowly bend forward until she tilted over, closing her eyes, while spreading her wings wide. Immediately the wind grabbed her wings, lifting her up, high into the air, far above the hightest tower of her castle, sailing silently through the air like an owl.
When Jenna opened her eyes again, a screech of horror slipped out of her. She was flying, flying one hundred or maybe even two hundred meters above the ground, gliding through the air like a falcon, further and further away from her home.
Still frightened and horrified to find herself in the air, she briefly watched her wings flapping through the air slowly and quietly, carrying her away from her home.
It was not like Jenna was not used to flying, on the contrary, but it has been soooo long since she has been able to fly, she nearly forgot how it felt to glide through the air, feeling the wind in her face and under her wings.
The scent of the skies and the night in her nostrils, the tranquillity and seclusion so far up, far away from all her sorrow and duties....she was free.
She did not know how long she already been in the air, minutes, hours, or even days? But she did not care right now. She simply enjoyed the feeling to be finally free again.
She flew freely around until she felt something disturbing, as if a disaster was approaching. As if a warning-torch was lit up the feeling was growing more and more, yet she could not see any danger around her.
Nothing but dark, thick clouds, and then she realized it - they were storm cloud and it had been her sense for weather trying to warn her.
Mere seconds later a powerful squall hit her, pulling at her with huge force. The wind was so strong, she was thrown around the air like a toy, she had to bring up all her power and flying skills to not simply plummet to the ground.
Her yellow eyes scanned the area around her, searching desperately for a place to land and hide, but the dark night did not help and the mountains were coming closer quickly.
"There!" she yelled, even though her words were blown away by the strong winds. She saw something, a barely noticeable glow. It had to be a fireplace, maybe even a house to seek shelter from the storm, but it was high in the mountains.
Jenna gathered all her courage, slightly changed the angle of her wings and started to descend. As if the wind noticed her attempt to escape, it grew stronger and stronger
The gryphoness was tumbling around in the strong wind currents, thrown left and right, up and down.
"Just a little bit longer!" she gasped as she slowly got more and more exhausted. Finally her eyes could see the place of the glow, is came out of a cave, a safe haven for her.
With a few last straining flaps of her wings and a skilfully maneuver she managed to land, or rather, made a decent crash-landing. Luckily she was in one piece, except for a few nipped off feathers.
"Phew, that was close." She panted from exhaustion, looking to the entrance of the cave, just to see the rain starting to fall, the howling of the wind just grew stronger, while more and more lightnings illuminated the darkness outside.
Quickly the queen scootes over to the fire and started to warm her cold hands for a bit, until she realized that if there was a fireplace here in that cave, somebody must have started it. Before she was able to turn around and have a closer look deeper inside the cave, a thundering voice echoed through the cave.
"What are you doing here at my fireplace?!"
When Jenna turned her head towards the voice, she saw a monstrous shape at the entrance of the cave, illuminated by a bright lightning behind the creature.
Frightened by this scene, Jenna jumped up in panic, only to hit her head at the stone-wall at her side, fainting instantly.
Jenna did not know how long she has been unconscious but it could not have been for too long as she could still hear thunder rolling, wind howling and heavy rain falling on the mountains outside.
Slowly she opened her eyes again, blinking confusedly.
"What's that?" she whispered.
Her view was still blurred for a few seconds before her brain was able to recognise that thing in front of her head. It was a dark grey beak, and it was not her own
"Take it easy, there." the beak spoke, before it retreated from her face. Very slowly Jenna pushed her up, rubbing her hurting head. Now she saw who the beak belonged to, it was a falcon-gryphon, with brown-white feathers with black decorations and yellow eyes similar to her own. Yet while she was bipedal, he was feral, walking around on all fours.
"Who...what...how?" She could not really formulate a real question, yet the other gryph understood what she wanted to ask.
"I am Amurensis."
The thunder outside was so loud, as if the thunderstorm just wanted to give his words an even deeper meaning.
"And you are in my cave. You are Jenna, ruler of the North."
She noticed how derogatory he described her, not a bit of reverence in it.
"At dawn I want you out of here."
Did she hear right? A mere common falcon-gryph, ordering her to leave her cave? She could feel the anger boiling up inside her. How dare he to speak to her in such a manner? She was the queen of the North!
Before could open her beak though, Amurensis turned his feathered head to the entrance of the cave.
"It was foolish of you to fly in such a weather. You could have gotten all your bones broken, if you wouldn't have died at the crash.
Feeling even more insulted, Jenna puffed up her plumage, appearing now nearly double her normal size, yet when the other gryph looked at her again he was not impressed at all.
"Sleep now, you will need your strength tomorrow." he muttered, closing his eyes.
Jenna had no idea how to respond to this, so she decided to follow this advice. She curled herself up on the cold stony ground, placing her on her on arms and when she closed her eyes she fell asleep after just a few seconds.
A loud thunder interrupted her peaceful sleep, startling the gryphoness. Her tired brain needed a few seconds to process her surroundings and the things that happened yesterday.
Now Jenna noticed how cold it was, the ground, the wind, simply everything around her was sucking up all of her body warmth. She tried to go to sleep again, but she was shaking all over from the cold and the howling wind, now sounding more and more like a lamentation did not help either.
Suddenly cosy warmth spread all over her. It felt as if she was back again in her soft warm bed in her castle, even the sound of the storm was now dampened.
She opened her eyes, only to see brown feathers all over her, and it took her a few seconds that Amurensis had lied down himself behind her, folding his large wings around her, while holding her to his warm belly feathers.
She could not feel his breath and even listen to his steady heartbeat, despite the loud storm outside. Now with warmth surrounding her all over the straining flight before took its tool and she quick fell into a deep relaxing sleep.
The next day Jenna woke with a surprised chirp as images of the flight, the pain, the exhaustion filled her mind, but those were soon pushed aside by a certain feeling and scent. Soon she realized it had to be Amurensis, but where was he?
The entire cave was empty, except for a new fire in the fireplace, bright and big, warming her greatly.
"A...Amurensis? She asked quietly, her breath forming a small cloud in front of her beak.
"Yeah?" came the answer, coming from the cave-entrance, and Jenna startled again. "I just got us something to eat."
In his beak he had a small creature, yet she could not recognize what it was, as he had already cut down it, removing any inedible parts.
He walked over to the fireplace, placing the meat on a roasting spit, starting to cook the meat, filling the cave soon with a delicate scent.
After a while Amurensis noticed that Jenna had kept staring at him all the time.
"Something the matter?" he asked.
If Jenna's plumage would have had the ability to change colour, her entire head would have turned bright red from embarrassment.
"Erm, no, nothing really, ehehe..." She grinned in an embarrassed manner, rubbing the back of her head. For Amurensis this answer seemed satisfying, shrugging it off and watched the meat over the fire again, watching out to not let it get burned, as this meat was not meant for him but for his guest.
He as a feral gryphon would have eaten his prey as a whole, but Jenna would not have been able to do so, which is why he had prepared it for her that way.
While her quadrupedal conspecific took care of the food, the queen took now a closer look on her protector. Large built, nearly three meters she guessed, large and and well built muscles all over his body. His wing-span must have been at least seven meters, his plumage looked so soft, nearly as soft as hers.
And his scent....so alluring...Jenna stopped at this thought....what was going on with her? She shook her head to get these thoughts out of her mind. Yet when she opened her eyes again a silent chirp escaped her beak, as Amurensis was really close to her, a small piece of roasted meat between his beak-jaws.
She took it, a bit hesitantly, and started to eat. Amurensis sat at her side, not saying a single word as he kept watching her. The meat was really good, well done and not too bloody, just the way she liked it best. The only thing missing were some spices. But she did not want to mention did, after all the big gryphon had already been nice enough with making her dinner, letting her rest at the fire and keeping her warm through the night...
"Stop it already." she mumbled angrily at herself.
"With what?" Amurensis asked, calmly and monotone.
As she noticed she had said this out loudly she let the meat in her hands fall down in the dirt, embarrassed.
"Me....that was meant for me, not you." she said, looking at the meat on the ground, and then at the gryphon, who just rolled with his eyes, taking the now dirty meat, before walking over to the fire again.
"The next one will take a while to be done." he rumbled morosely.
As he walked past her, Jenna could not help but breath in a whiff of his scent. It was beguiling and she felt so warm as this smell filled her lungs, as if she was enjoying a bath in a hot spring, her feathers fluffing up.
As she noticed she was all fluffed up again, she quickly tried to put it all down before Amurensis would turn around and see her like this.
"Come you, damn feathers." she snarled quietly.
"You are quite a peculiar bird, you know." the larger feral gryphon growled.
"Ehehe, well, sorry about that. I am just a bit...confused and all, you know? Because of the storm and so on." she tried to safe the situation, hoping this answer would satisfy the gryphon.
"I just wanted to thank you and..."
"My pleasure, but next time do not go outside and fly into such a storm, the winds don't care about heritage or class."
"Yes, of course. I will heed it." Jenna nodded and prepared herself to go.
"Yes....I still want to thank you and show you my appreciation to you, therefore..."
She thought for a bit what she could give to him, gold, jewelry, spices...
She was so much in her thoughts that she did not realize what she was doing until her beak met his larger one. She stumbled back, falling on her butt, nipping off some of her feathers.
'I kissed him' she thought. 'I kissed him and I enjoyed it' she realized.
"I, erm, no...you, it..." she could barely say a single word, let alone a whole meaningful sentence. Amurensis, who was quite as surprised as Jenna, stared back, his own darker plumage standing up a bit.
Slowly he walked closer to her, directly watching her.
"I'm sorry, really." she gasped, still surprised by her own action.
Yet the larger gryphon stepped closer and closer to the queen, each of his step sounded like the stomping of a giant in her ears, her heart beating as fast as a galloping stallion, her breath going erratically.
Amurensis was now standing in front of her in all of his might, it nearly seemed to her eyes as if he had grown with the past few steps, looking down at her
Jenna did not know how to react or what to say, not a single word leaving her beak. When she finally opened it to say something Amurensis leaned down, pressing his own beak against her, pulling her into a sweet, deep and lovingly kiss.
Jenna was sure her heart had skipped a few beats when she felt his tongue entering her beak, his strong manly scent filling her nostrils, overwhelming her nearly, filling her entire mind.
All sorrows and fears seemed like they have been blown away, the only things she felt was the hot feeling of the kiss with the larger gryphon, his rich scent in her nose and his taste on her tongue.
She could feel one of his foreleg brushed over her flank gently, and she deeply enjoyed this touch. She shivered a bit when his claws wandered though her fur, deeper down to her hips, where he let the circle in small patterns through her silvery fur.
Then he moved them slowly and gently back up to her face, which was now just as hot as the nearby fire.
Jenna did not realize how and when Amurensis managed to free her from her clothing, but she did not care at this point. His caressing, his breath in her face, the taste and scent of the larger gryphon, it was simply the most beautiful and wonderful things she had ever felt.
After what felt like an eternity their beaks parted slowly, Jenna opened her eyes, blinking a bit drowsily. She moaned loudly as she felt Amurensis' beak on her neck, nibbling there softly.
She gasped and kept moaning as he kept nibbling her, until his strong forepaws gently, but firmly grabbed her and slowly turned her around, putting her down on her belly.
He kept nibbling at the back of her neck a bit, what she answered with a blissful moaning. But then she felt something hot and throbbing between her legs.
She was quite surprised as he went that far, but he grabbed her a bit stronger, crooning softly to calm her down.
Slowly he pressed forward, his swollen shaft pressing into her hot tunnel. She moaning softly as his manhood slowly entered her centimetre by centimetre. She could barely describe how good it felt, the feeling of this large gryphon on and especially inside her.
When he groin finally touched her nether lips, she could swear that his hot spire of flesh was filling her out entirely. Amurensis' hot breath washed over her as he hilted inside her, his large lust-tool throbbing and twitching.
He looked down on her, and she slowly looked back over her shoulder, his grin wide and eager. He slowly pulled now out again, before pushing back in gently and tenderly. But each following push inside her was stronger and faster, his grip tightening around her shoulders to not let her escape. But Jenna did not even think for a millisecond about escaping.
She wanted him, his and his huge manhood. She moaned out loudly each time he hilted inside her, spreading her wider and wider till her maximum, his shaft hard and throbbing deep inside her.
With each thrust into her he moaned loudly, his deep voice echoing from the walls of the cave. Her vagina was getting hotter and her clamping around his shaft only fuelled his lust, massaging his manhood.
Both their lust-juices mixed as he shot more and more precum into her, lubing her up good and thus increasing the force with which he could push into her, literately impaling her on his throbbing piece of meat, making her moan with him out loudly. She never had felt this good in her entire life, the shaft of this feral gryphon deep inside her, his grip on her shoulders, the growing lust of the two...
Her moaning was getting more and more desperate and full of lust, like begging him for more and he fulfilled her wish. His pushes into her got only stronger now, making it nearly impossible for her to keep upright on all fours.
Then she felt something even larger prodding against her nether lips. She did not knew what it was but she wanted it, wanted it all deep inside her, and with one last hard push into her Amurensis rammed his knot into Jenna, unleashing his entire built-up lust into her.
With loud growl the feral gryphon's cock twitched hard he came deep inside the queen, who only needed a few more seconds herself until she came, caused by the large knot, the twitching cock inside her and the hot seed flooding her hot tunnel.
For a few more seconds they both stayed like this, enjoying the feeling of their shared afterglow together, as well as the hot scent of their passionate mating, filling the entire cave.