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Playground of the Serpent

The sun poked through a patchy cloud cover over Klyneth that threatened to pour rain on the tropical metropolis, and Ceylon was ready to head west to his den in the foothills of the great mountain range of Saff'Rald. It had been a long day, but he was ready to return to his mate with the food he'd purchased and the other amenities he'd acquired in his shopping excursion. His saddle bags were already filled with spices, incense, trinkets, and even a few tightly bagged whole vermin for snacking on, but he still had one last stop before he left the marketplace. He still had to get his fresh produce, and that was always a task of dire importance.

What veggies did he want? Who would show up and eat with him? How much should he get so that it didn't go bad before eating it? What went best with the proteins he had bought? Did anything go with trapped, pre-killed vermin? So many questions, so few answers. Rather than dwell on the complexity of overlapping flavor combinations, he got the usual: two peppers of each color, three red onions, two sweet eironnè, some various smoked and fresh hot peppers, broccoli, carrots, Green Onions, and kuchi root, one bag of apples, and one bag of oranges.

The usual.

However, when he was picking each of the freshest of each vegetable and fruit, he heard a familiar voice chirping from the other side of the merchant's crescent-moon of tables.

"Hey! I'm down here! Sir? Sir!"

Ceylon perked his ear up and started to pad his way around the outer rim of the merchant's stand. He knew the voice, but couldn't place it even though it was a higher pitch and very distinct. As he was trying to remember those he'd seen in the preceeding years, he heard another unrelated but similarly familiar voice - this one more of a squeak than a chirp.

"Excuse me! My friend is looking for...hey! We have coin! I'm hungry!"

Yes, those voices were definitely familiar, and the moment Ceylon saw their sources hop up onto a pile of barrels on the opposite side the merchant stand, he instinctively laid his talon over his beak, ashamed he didn't immediately recognize either of them. It was Hida and Kitnip, two tiny friends of his hat he'd met up with from time to time in the eastern nations. Though both were similar and likely enjoyed similar company, Ceylon had never seen them together and didn't know they knew each other beyond what Ceylon spoke of the other.

Hida was a tiny little dragon of blue scales and a cute, frilly neck, and was no bigger than Kitnip the goggle-wearing mouse. Both of them were hopping up and making all sorts of noise to differentiate themselves from the crowd. Their tiny, shrill voices barely registered over the dull roar of the crowd.

Ceylon chuckled to himself as he watched the two of them desperately trying to get the merchant's attention so they could give him a coin or two - especially cute when the coins were half the size of them - only to be ignored and nearly stepped on or squished by people's bags on the pile of barrels. It was cute to watch, but Ceylon had to do something about it since he hated his friends getting ignored because of their diminutive stature.

He motioned for the merchant to give him the smallest mango and the smallest banana in addition to the produce he'd already purchased. He gave the coin with a silver tip as thanks and carried both over to his tiny friends.

"Ceylon!" They squeak-chirped in unison as soon as they finally saw the gryphon part the crowd.

He dropped the two pieces of fruit on the barrels next to the mouse and dragon, laughing at their unfortunate situation. "Oh you two, when will you learn it's best to get a guide when shopping in the market? Also, when did you two meet? I didn't know you knew each other."

Hida chirped a bit and kick-scratched at the underside of his frill with his hind leg before diving over to the banana, peeling the skin back and burying his muzzle in it. He chewed at it a bit and swallowed, cleaning his maw of the sticky mush before answering. "Well, sometimes I just fly places, and, yeah!" He gave a wide-mawed smile and chirped again, spreading his wings as he took another big bite, this time answering with a gullet full of banana. "I was Kit's mount! He was riding me all over! Met over in the tavern a few weeks ago, and we've been touring Klyneth together ever since!"

Kitnip stepped up to the mango and drew a tiny sword no bigger than a common steak knife to stab at it, slicing out a wedge of the red and purple flesh of the fruit. "Thanks for this!" He squeaked as he took a bite, adjusting his goggles a bit to get them out of the way of the fruit slice. "It has certainly been a bit of a mess trying to get the attention we need to succeed."

"Well, you two can put your coin away. I've got you covered, but I'm on my way out of town. I'll gladly carry you to wherever you wanna go next; I don't mind going a bit out of the way for friends." Ceylon positioned his body sideways with a wing outstretched to form a bridge from shoulder to the barrels.

Hida chirped and took another few bites of the banana, forcing his head in deep to the mostly un-peeled skin to get the last of the fruit, with only his hind and and tail sticking out the end of the tube of emptied banana skin. Once he got the last of it, he pulled back out and hopped over to Ceylon's wing, cleaning himself with a smug grin on his face as he hopped over the broad feathers that were wider than he was.

Kitnip finished his slice of mango and carved himself out another one, stabbing it with the tip of his little sword before following. He had a wide grin across his face as well, his tail dancing and making shapes behind him. "And Hida's been a perfect mount for me! Flies so fast!" He made little whipping motions with his tail, imitating an erratic flight pattern.

Once the two were on Ceylon's back, they both navigated the thick feathers of the back of his neck to nestle in between his fluffy ears. While there, Kitnip leaned into one of the ears and jokingly asked, "Helloooo, anyone in there?"

Ceylon flicked his ear a bit, smacking Kitnip on the face and dislodging the mouse's goggles. "Be nice now." the gryphon warned.

Hida just grabbed onto some feathers with his hind talons and raised his front talons to the air, spreading his wings to catch the light gusts that zipped in between the other shoppers of the merchant's stand. "I'm flyyyinnng!"

"You could before!" Kitnip chuckled.

"Oh, you two just wait until I spread my wings. Then you'll feel the wind on your whiskers and neck frills!" Ceylon joked at them, folding his ears back against his skull and spreading his wings as far as they would go in the relatively crowded marketplace.

Both tiny riders grabbed on tight, making a worried cry in anticipation of a sudden lift off.

Ceylon just folded his wings back up and laughed, gently shaking his head. "Oh you two, I'm not going to fly. I'm heading back to my den. So, anywhere else you two want to go that I can drop you off?"

Kitnip inched forward on Ceylon's head so that he was just above his eyes, leaning his head over so that Ceylon could see him. "Actually, we heard about the Vore House. Some cheetah fellow said he met up with a snake there named Leera, and that she was the most wonderful pred he'd ever seen! We were gonna go see her!"

The dragon had a blush spread across his cheeks as he hid behind Ceylon's ear.

"Oh, well normally I'd say no problem, but Leera's not available right now. Not for a few days, anyway." Ceylon explained, twitching his ear as Hida nuzzled against it, tickling him. "She's at home, relaxing."

"Why's that?" Kitnip squeaked.

"She's out of season at the moment. She can't safely work. Are you familiar with her cycles?"

"N-no, what do you mean?" Hida chirped, finally coming out from behind Ceylon's ear to join Kitnip looking down at the gryphon's blue eyes. "And you know Leera? Tell us all about her!"

"Heh. Well, Leera's my mate, dear. Has been since before the Vore House was around. Did you not know that?" Ceylon smiled and laughed a bit, but explained further before they could respond. "She and Yetzer both - in fact, every naga saurossin - have a weird digestive cycle, lasts about forty-eight days. One dozen of those days, she digests normally, and she's about as safe to 'tour' as a regular snake. She also gets moody, hungry, and a bit more aggressive. The other thirty-six days her saliva and digestive fluids are flushed out and replaced with a peculiar fluid that little critters such as yourself can actually inhale into the lungs safely."

"Yeah, I read something about that in the little flyer the green lizard was handing out at the eatery. I didn't know it was on a cycle." Kitnip mused, mostly to himself as he sat back on the gryphon's skull.

"Well how do you think she eats? She has to sustain herself somehow, or else she'd starve to death!" Ceylon chuckled again. They were still powering their way through the walkways of the north end of Klyneth, nearly out of town.

Both Hida and Kitnip say back down between the pair of fluffy ears, huffing a bit, disappointed.

"What's wrong?" Ceylon asked. He couldn't see them from that angle, but he could hear their disapproval.

There was a bit of a pause before Kitnip squeaked his answer. "Well, we were really hoping to meet her, you know? It's why we each came to Klyneth in the first place. That green lizard was handing out flyers across the sea, over in Urien by the brothel. Smart, but then that cheetah came around raving about it, saying he had met with the lead predator, and that it was wonderful. I Don't think he saw me, but I was sold! I have to see her!"

Hida chirped in agreement. "I actually was here, when I heard about it. Same thing, though. Definitely have to meet her. But, I guess we can wait. Might take us a while to get there, since it's so far out of town. Hey, if we start walking now, we might get there in a few days when she returns!"

"Oh no. No, that won't do! No, I'm gonna take you to go meet her!" Ceylon announced with a smile spread across his beak. "There's no way you're not coming with me to see her. Hold on tight!" Before either mouse or dragon had time to protest, Ceylon spread his wings, leapt into the air, flutter hopped for leverage, and kicked off a building before catching the slightest gust to bring him up above the city.

The wind whipping over the feathers of his head made it impossible to hear if Kitnip and Hida were speaking - be they protesting or declaring exclamations of joy - but he could feel both of them holding on tight and laying flat against his skull as he flapped his wings, gaining more and more altitude, the city spread out in all directions beneath him.

Klyneth was huge, quite possibly the biggest of all the capitol cities of Dalon, and the urban sprawl seemed to spread out in all directions beneath him. In the center of town was the six path central with the world famous Fountain of the Dieties; each ofthe six paths would lead to a different area of town. The westbound path was what Ceylon needed to follow. His den was just off that road once the city and farms dissipated into the trade route leading south of the Saff'Raldian Mountain range. The northeast bound route was the Urto trade route, the major roadway that the Vore House resided on. That's where they were going to go, but he was taking them back to his den.

Westbound he glided, letting the thermals coming off the city's many buildings keep him buoyed in the sky, barely needing to flap to keep altitude. About a half hour's worth of flight later, and he was finally hovering over the outer rim of Klyneth, where the tightly packed homes, businesses, and apartments gave way to a more sparse and spread out patchwork of farmland. Only a few more minutes before the trade route pushed westward to wrap around the southern rim of the great forest; from there, he would head north into the foothills of the mountain to find his den.

His home was hidden deep in the tropical rainforest; no paths led to the patch of land he called home. No, he didn't need people visiting or harassing him or his mate. No, he could fly and she preferred to travel with belly flat against the mossy jungle floor, where nobody could see her.

Near his home was a large rock with a special symbol carved into it with mosses and flowers adorning it; only flyers could see it, and he knew what it meant. From there, his eyes trailed to the northeast until he saw the cave opening that would lead to his den. He angled his wing tips and dove into a spiral, plummeting to the ground before flaring out the wings to stop mere meters from getting tangled up in the dense canopy.

Once he was sure of his stability, he glided over the tree tips and made one final lurch to push through, landing on the ground next to the cave opening, skidding to a stop as his claws made rivets in the dirt.

As soon as he was safely on the ground, Hida and Kitnip both hopped from his head to land on the ground, both of them stumbling around and looking a little sick. Hida's neck feathers were ruffled and standing on end, his eyes wide.

Ceylon preened his wing feathers to re-align them after pushing through the dense canopy. "You two alright?"

Kitnip blinked and squinted up at Ceylon, slowly putting his goggles on. "I wish you would have given me more time, I could have put these on instead of holding on to your feathers for my dear little mousey life!" He pulled and let them snap again before letting them rest up on his forehead again.

"Well, I did warn you. Come on in." Ceylon nodded with a smile before stepping forward, pushing some hanging vines out of the way to invite the two critters into his den, though he was careful to not let them go in too far ahead of him. Leera may have been in a mood.

Hida happily sauntered in, head held high as he adjusted the feathers on his neck, Kitnip in next to him. The den was nicely lit, with powerful candles and glass bulbs to amplify the light. However, both were greeted by the silken ribbon of earthy-colored scales that was Leera as she slithered her way out from a small hole in the far wall. She was flicking her tongue as she trained her eyes on the two little snacks before Ceylon stepped between her and them.

"Leera, dear, these are our guests, Kitnip and Hida! Old friends of mine!"

She lifted her body a bit to start at Ceylon, the intense green of her irises trained on the gryphon. She flicker her tongue at him as her body shifted, forming a coil behind her like she was about to strike.

Sensing she may have been in feral mood, Ceylon stepped forward to rub his beak against her snout, but she violently jerked backwards, the s-bend of her neck tight against her coils. She was definitely ready to strike, so Ceylon had only one option; he stepped towards her and laid his palm on her head, careful to not let his talons snag her scales. This way, she'd regain some of her lucidity rather than strike at him.

Ceylon looked back at Hida and Kitnip, both were hugging each other tight, shivering in fear. It was clear this massive snake wanted to eat them like tiny little snacks. "Don't worry, she's fine now." Ceylon assured them before lifting his talon from her broad, muscular head.

She slowly lifted her head to Ceylon's eye height as she flicker her tongue. She took in a deep, long breath before blinking and smiling. "Yesss. I am fine now." She confirmed with a hissp before slipping her head and neck between Ceylon's limbs to greet her guests, offering a polite kiss by flicking her tongue out, barely touching their snouts. "Pleasure to meet you!"

Slowly, Kitnip pushed from Hida and reached out to press his tiny little mouse paw against her snout. He smiled and nodded as he blushed a bit, a nervous look washing over his visage. As she leaned into his hand, his nervousness began to fade and her chirped his approval. "Oh, pleasure to meet ya!" He got a wide smile across his face and his eyes squinted in a matching smile, giggling a bit as her tongue slapped his neck and chest, coaxing another set of gentle squeaks.

Hida crept forth, keeping his body low to the ground, belly practically dragging along the soft bark and dirt of the floor. He angled his neck up to also press his snout against Leera, apparently trying to catch a slap of the snake's forked tongue. Once he felt it on his scaled, he chirped in delight and pulled back, blushing a bit as his neck feathers floofed out.

"Wait, this is Leera? The flyers I saw made her look very, very different." Kitnip pondered as he leaned in, trying to get a better view in the dimly lit den. His eyes were still adjusting, but he was clearly not blind.

His observations were correct. Leera's colors were different from the flyers that they put out for the Vore House.

Ceylon stepped over Leera as she spun her head to look at him. "You wanna front that question, dear? I think you'd say it better."

She turned back to look down at Kitnip and Hida, offering a warm grin to contrast the intense stare of her sparkling emerald green eyes. "You are correct, my mousey friend. The colors on the flyers we send out for advertisement are me in my work skin. I can change color, and those colors as well as the symbol on my back are for branding. Distinct colors and patterns are easy to remember. But as you can see, I'm not a bright green, I don't have red spots or blue lines. I don't have arms, and I don't have that peculiar pattern on my back. No, I'm much more boring than that. My natural colors are brown, lighter brown, and yellow. I wasn't born with arms, Ceylon taught me that trick. And the pattern on my back was also a transformation driven change. Not natural. It's all branding, you see."

Hida pushed forward past Kitnip and nuzzled at her snout, his tiny little muzzle easily fitting into the largest of her heat-sensing pits. "Oh, you're not boring! These colors are so pretty!" Hida assured her, feathers splaying out to tickle at her lips.

Kitnip stayed back, playing with his tail, barely able to look up at Leera's piercing slitted eyes. He was blushing and breathing heavy, lower lip trembling as a gentle wave of squeaks escaped his lips every time he exhaled.

Leera quickly picked up on this thanks to her heat-sensitive pits. "Oh, Little Kitnip, don't be so shy. Come on, hop on my snout, we're gonna go get more comfortable."

There was a bit of hesitation before the mouse finally got the confidence to hop up onto her broad snout, nestling in between her eyes, Hida following in tow.

The massive snake slithered her way across the soft bark on the floor with the tiny dragon and mouse on her snout. She was slow, so she didn't shake them off or make them fall, since she didn't have any fur or feathers for them to grab onto. Hida was laying flat, his belly against her snout and tail dragging down in front of her maw so her tongue could bat at it with each curious flick. He giggled every time.

Ceylon turned and went to the kitchen and pantry areas to take off his saddle bags and put the food away. He had special slots for fruits, vegetables, and all other produce like spices and seasonings. He gathered some fruit and veggies and put them on a plate, chopping them up finely while also quick-roasting little cubes of beef with some of his magic. Once he was sure that the food would be enough for his guests, he hung the saddle bags up on a hook next to the door and returned to the main room of the den and couldn't help but laugh at what he saw.

Leera was coiled up next to the dinner table with a wide smile, tongue flicking out as Hida and Kitnip were having a fake fight. Kitnip had a dinner knife in his hand, wielding it like a claymore sword, while Hida held a spoon in his maw, using it to defend against the mouse's fake, exagerrated attacks.

"Who's winning?" Ceylon asked as he placed the tray of cubed meat, veggies, fruits, and dips on the table, sidling up next to Leera as the two tiny critters put down their 'weapons'.

"Oh, nobody winning, just playing." Kitnip explained, only to jump a bit when he felt Leera's tongue slip between his legs, slapping at the underside of his tail before being slurped back up into her maw. He paused and spun to look at her, but she had an intense look on her face, almost like she'd reverted to feral mode. The look on the mouse's face was one of fear and excitement, but he was quickly scooped up by Ceylon to stand next to the plate of food.

"Here, have something to nom. I'll be right back." Ceylon insisted before returning to the kitchen. He wanted something simple to eat, so he lit a fire in the oven and put in a roast. It would take a while before it was cooked, but that was fine. First and foremost, he wanted his guests to be happy.

Leera had started playing with the two of them by the second time Ceylon returned. She was poking her snout out at them, faking bites, and pretending to be a dragon they were slaying, until Hida's tail swept around as he tried to bap her on the nose with the spoon, tripping Kitnip. As though he was gravely offended, Kit hopped back to his feet and raised his knife (sword) to challenge him to another duel.

Rather than have them get busy attacking each other, Ceylon pushed the plate towards them, insisting they eat first. "Hey, I made some seasoned beef for you. Have some!"

The two stopped to glance at one another then up to Leera, then back to each other before dropping their weapons to go and sit next to the platter, each taking a bite of the tiny, cubed beef, happily munching on it as Leera looked down at them.

"Cute." She said as she rested her chin on the table. "So what are you having, dear?" She looked up to Ceylon, who was sitting on his hindquarters, one talon up on the table.

"I put a roast in the oven. Cut these pieces off for these two, but I'll have the rest later. No big deal. I'm a little hungry, but I think these two need to be fattened up a bit first."

Kitnip dropped his piece of meat before slowly glancing up to Leera. "F-fattened up? Why?" his expression was the same as before, a little anxious, but also excited.

Hida was a bit more transparent. His eyes went wide as he blushed, trying his hardest to hide the smile that was spreading across his maw. Then, he looked up to see Leera's green eyes staring down at him and he covered his face under his wing shoulders, too shy to imagine what the snake was going to do to him.

Leera leaned in and nudged at Hida's rump, flicking her tongue at him, the purple highlights of her cherry pink maw flesh glinting in the dancing candle light. "Don't worry, little dragon. He's being silly, I'm not gonna eat you until my cycle restarts. Plenty of time to fatten you up!"

Kitnip squeaked as he flicked his ears, playing with his tail.

Hida chirped and let his lower jaw tremble as his neck feathers trilled gently.

"Awww, I think you got them excited!" Ceylon joked as he nuzzled his beak against Hida's tiny snout. "Now eat up, we're all friends, here."

There was a sense of nervousness as Hida reached out over the lip of the plate to snag another small chunk of beef, occasionally glancing up to catch a glimpse of Leera's intense eyes. His body language kept shifting between cute, chipper, and eager with a more dire nervousness, like he was worried about her more feral side. It was kind of clear that the danger excited him a bit, even if he refused to outwardly acknowledge it.

Kitnip fared no better. He was a bit more bold than Hida, but he still seemed to harbor a deep seated worry when catching the eye of the massive snake that was hovering just above them over the table. She was pleasant, she was kind, but those eyes were intense, and it was clear she had a bit of a problem controlling herself.

Ceylon could tell that both of them were growing more and more nervous, so he did what he always did when people were too shy to jump in: he pushed. With one fluid motion, he scooped both Hida and Kitnip up in his talon, the long claws caging them in as he hopped around the table to drop them both into the writhing mass of scales and flesh that was Leera's coiled up body.

The little dragon tried to flap his wings to maintain control, but still landed with a soft thud on the vast expanse that was Leera's muscled form. He quickly got to all fours and re-situated himself so that he could look up over her body to see her glowing green eyes staring down at him. He let out a high pitched, nervous chirp as he flattened himself against her body, making himself as small as he could. He was delighted to feel her soft scales shifting and rubbing against his belly, but he was still worried, acting like a mouse thrown into a snake tank.

More like a mouse in a snake tank was Kitnip, who lacked the wings to right himself. He landed a few coils over, right in a crack between two segments of her body that were rubbing together, scales sliding in opposite directions under his feet. He had to get to all fours just to keep steady. "Hida?" He called, unable to see his dragon friend over one of Leera's coils.

"I'm over here!" Hida responded before flutter-hopping up onto Leera's highest curved body part. He giggled a bit and danced from foot to foot as her scales shifted beneath him, her muscles twitching and contracting in waves.

Leera smiled and turned from the two of them to rest her head back on the table next to Ceylon. "Why'd you do that? Now they're just gonna be all nervous and scared!" She accused with a broad smile and a flick of her tongue.

"Oh, I'm sure they'll be fine." Ceylon assured her before returning to the kitchen to check on the roast and baste it a bit. He heard the chirping of the dragon and squeaking of the mouse both awkwardly balancing on his mate's shifting, tightly coiled body.

The mouse pattered about, twitching his whiskers nervously as he crawled on all fours, trying his best to keep from getting stuck between two coils. He felt his paw and tail occasionally get pinched between two walls of scales, forcing him to tug gently to free it from her body.

Hida was doing a bit better, having started to use his wings to flutter-hop up over her coils, playing and jumping over her form, occasionally stopping to press his body down against her scaled. He seemed to love it, and the chittering chirps he had escaping his gullet from under his breath sounded like a cat's purr. He was enjoying himself immensely until two of Leera's coils parted, exposing the base of her tail.

The little dragon focused his eyes in the dim light of the candles, watching with intent as her body shifted and rotated beneath him. He was shocked to see the narrow slit of pink flesh that was the opening of her vent, and he immediately looked up and gulped, glancing up at Leera to see if she noticed. She was still talking to Ceylon, but Ceylon was side-eyeing him, smiling an off-beak smirk.

He had to hold in another nervous chirp as he hopped over the coils to meet back up with Kitnip, who was still on all fours, trying his best to keep steady amidst the writhing mass of snake body.

"Awww, it's so cute, watching them hop over your body!" Ceylon mused as he glanced past Leera to keep en eye on the two critters that were dwarfed by her body size.

"Oh, leave them be, I'm sure they'll get used to it!" She giggled and moved her body again, a powerful lurch of one of her coils pushing both Hida and Kitnip down onto her belly scales next to her opening. She knew they were there, but pretended she didn't feel their paws against the ventral scale next to her opening.

Ceylon offered her a knowing wink and a grin, but could no longer see them, so he leaned over and tried his best to catch little glimpses of the two of them lost in her tangle of coils.

Kitnip was blushing and doing his best to cover his mouth, holding back a squeak. Her ventral opening was right next to her, with Hida laying flat against the under side of her tail. He reached up as though he was about to call out to Ceylon to get him way from here, but instead balled his tiny paw up into a fist as he gingerly stepped his toes forward, closer to the moist, pink opening. Testing the waters, as it were.

Hida leaned in and looked down at her vent, unable to take his eyes off it. He did whisper to Kitnip in a very quiet voice that he hoped that Ceylon couldn't hear. "Do you think she knows we're here?"

Kitnip shook his head nervously, carfeully re-adjusting his goggles to ensure her moving body didn't rub it off his head as one of her coils slid over them. "I don't think so. I'm pretty sure she'd-"

He was interrupted as Hida leaned forward with a single talon, gently poking at the soft, moist flesh of her vent, giving a rub before backing away, still laid flat against the under side of her tail. All the body around them seemed to tighten up, squeezing them against her soft scales.

The little mouse found Leera's powerful body pressing against him, holding him and squeezing his snout against her slit, the force and pressure holding him in place; all he could do was move his head a bit, nuzzling deeper into her opening. To his delight, he felt her flesh part and the pressure of her undulating muscles made him slip in a bit. Shifting his body around until all he could feel was her flesh slide over his face, flattening his ears to his skull. Her vent was so large and him so small that his entire form fell into her soft, tender confines, leaving only the tip of his tail poking out from her ventral scales.

Her lips were smothering him on all sides, but there was no pressure squeezing him any more. He was floating in her fluids, gently caressed by her muscles as the world went dark. He squirmed a bit, feeling her soft flesh rubbing against his forearms and paws. Her fluids gummed up his ears and the slits between his fingers. He smiled and let himself float in her nethers, ignoring the fact that he'd literally just been pushed up into her lady parts.

Hida was confused about what happened when Leera's body parted again, letting a single ray of light sparkle down between her coils. All he could see was the reflection glistening off the now-moist belly scales, and the tiniest hint of the mouse's tail sticking out from between her ventral lips.

His eyes went wide as his neck feathers splayed out; he was nervous and didn't know what to do, so he grabbed a hold of the mouse's tail and went to pull, digging his talons into the scales on the under side of her tail, but then stopped when he realized that....Leera wasn't responding negatively. She wasn't squeezing, she wasn't spasming in refusal to allow Kitnip to disappear into her.

Curious and with a hint of deviousness, Hida reached forward and pressed one of his talons against the soft flesh of one of her lips, peeling it back to expose Kitnip's feet, which were writhing and squirming in what seemed to be pleasure.

Hida glanced up, still nervous about what Leera might do, but only saw Ceylon smiling down at him from the opening between Leera's coils. The gryphon winked, and that gave the little dragon all the courage he needed to scramble forward, nuzzling his snout up into the soft flesh that was smothering Kitnip, using his talons and the leverage he had from the scales on the under side of Leera's tail to force himself in deeper, keeping his wings tight against his back to not have the claws on the tips snag at her tender flesh.

Ceylon continued to watch as Hida's form slowly disappeared, his torso snaking its way into Leera's vent, spine and tail moving in waves to push against her opening until all that could be seen was the very tip of his tail sticking out the end, twitching in delight as a tiny little bulge shifted a few belly scales up from her opening.

Leera let out a moaning hiss as she sighed in pleasure. "I was wondering when they'd finally see my invitation." She leaned into Ceylon, who was still intently watching the soft pink opening that the two had disappeared into. She nuzzled up to his neck and gave him a kiss as she shifted her form, tensing her muscles under her tail to suck them up deeper and deeper until they were lost somewhere in her womb.