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Portrait of a Sire

Spring. It's the best time of the year for most peoples of Dalon. Though only the northernmost regions of the world regularly got large amounts of snow, spring still held a certain place in the hearts and loins of most since that was typically breeding season. Hormones would run wild, estrus was far more powerful, and studs of every race was even more aggressive than they were any other time of the year.

Ceylon was no exception to this. The gryphon-mare was flying high over the northern regions of Chimme en route to Yelfrit to help provide some of her potent ademane to some of the potion masters there who were dealing with an outbreak of disease. Her ademane could be used in the potions and medicines that would help fight the sickness that plagued the mountainous village.

Of course, she was prone to distraction. As the wind whipped over her feathers and gentle gusts threw her off course, she looked down to see a single black and white pony trotting its way across the open plains of a plateau high in the mountains. From what she could see, there was no established path, he wasn't trying to follow a herd.

Due to the magnitude of her task on her wings, she didn't want to stop and investigate the lone equine, so she flapped for a bit of altitude and angled herself so that she'd pick up some speed to carry on away from the curious anomaly. She couldn't deal with the distraction.

But why was he alone? Why was he sauntering through the open plain high in the mountains? How would he react to a gryphon mare? Was he lost? Did he have some place to be? So many questions, and Ceylon could never say no to a stallion.

She rolled her eyes and huffed, frustrated at her own lack of self control before angling her wings, re-routing her course, and falling back around the summit so that she could see the pony again. Once he was in view, she focused her eyes to get a better look. He was gorgeous, with elaborate feathering around his fetlocks, a long flowing mane, a silken tail, and well kept hair all over. His neck was a little longer than an average equine, but it gave him a look of nobility, like he could have been a royal if he wasn't naked and lacking clothes. He was quadruped, and most four-leggers didn't wear clothes; Ceylon was also a four-legger and rarely wore clothes unless specifically asked to.

Yes, this equine intrigued her. Too many questions she needed answers to. Of course, she'd need to speak to him, maybe see if he responded positively to her. It was spring, so she couldn't escape her heat, and even though she tried her best to convince herself that the season had nothing to do with her curiosity, she knew she was lying to herself.

Ceylon couldn't resist a stallion.

The gryphon leaned into a turn, circling above him before angling her beak down into a dive. She splayed out her wings and briefly rolled in the air before landing heavy with a thud, claws digging into the grass as she panted, the flight fatigue draining her.

The pony nickered and sidestepped away, startled by her. He didn't run, which was a good thing, but he lifted a front leg and leaned away, tail flicking in irritation. Clearly not the most positive sign.

"Good....evening!" Ceylon panted in between ragged breaths. "My...name...is Ceylon! How... are you?" She nodded and smiled, extending her front talon for him to hoof-bump. She could see the glisten in his eyes as he contemplated her gesture; she hoped he'd reciprocate.

Instead, he hopped back away and turned his hind end to her, kicking idly and throwing his head back like a startled feral.

That made no sense to Ceylon. In that brief moment she got a look into his eyes, she could tell that he was no beast, yet he was acting like one. She could see the awareness in his eyes as she offered a talon for bumping. If not sentient, he was at least domesticated, no wild horses had manes, feathering, and tails so well kept. Though disappointed at his lack of positive reaction, she wasn't going to give up. This was a stallion, if he wasn't going to talk, she could at least lure him with her estrus. As a chimeric gryphon, she had elements of equine in her, which meant that she had what it took to entice a stud.

Ceylon chirped and lifted her tail, swaying her hips as she trotted past him, head held high. She offered a sidelong glance to gauge his reaction as she got in front of him, purposely giving him a clear view between her rump cheeks. Her back arched and her clit winked at him, a single drop of fluid trickling off the tip to splat on the ground between her legs.

The equine sniffed at the air for a brief moment before raising his head, nostrils flared and upper lip peeled back. Flehmens response. He had been taken to her scent. Now all she needed was enough stimuli to get him to talk. He would talk.

"So, tell me, pony, what brings you to these parts?" Ceylon cooed at him as she glanced over her shoulder, tail up high and moist vulva exposed. Her lips were slick, almost slimy thanks to her heat, perpetually lubricated and drippy this time of year, so it was always wet.

He didn't answer. Instead, he leaned in and pushed his snout up under her tail, rubbing himself between her rump cheeks and licking at her clit with his thick, powerful tongue.

She giggled a bit as her pussy winked at him, squirting a tiny bit of fluid onto his lips. Before she'd let him get another taste, she hopped away and fluttered her wings a bit before stomping her hind paws into the soft dirt. She turned and looked at him, chest puffed out as she stared him in his steely blue eyes. Though his lip was still wiggling to get a better sample of her scent, his eyes showed his intelligence. "No no, you talk to me, hoss. I can see it in your eyes, you're no beast." He was a full head taller than her, but she wasn't in any way submissive to him. She lowered her body to the ground and pawed at him gently, allowing a purr to emanate from her beak.

The pony threw his head back and shook off his mane, nickering at her and hoofing at the dirt. It was like he was playing, but it was clear he was also ready to mate, his member drooped out nearly to the ground between his hind legs, occasionally slapping a this belly and swinging with his every playful movement. After a few gentle hops, he stepped forth to lay a single talon on the small of her back, holding her down, the angle giving her a very clear, very close view of his massive, low-hanging balls.

Stallion musk is one of Ceylon's triggers. It doesn't matter how sound of mind she is, that scent will drive her wild.

As soon as she felt the hoof, she wiggled out from under him, rolled over, and got to her feet. She pecked at his chest a bit and chirped, gently laughing all the while. "Now now, I can see you have something on your mind but you're going to have to earn it with me, stud!" She hopped to the side, laid her chest to the ground, wagged her rump, and pounced at him with front talons outstretched.

The equine instinctively kicked at her, bucking and trying to get away, only to stop as she buried her beak underneath his mane, poking her head through it and using the curve of her maw to preen at his long, silky hair. She grabbed at his tail and gave the base a gentle scritch as she slipped her finger down between his rump cheeks, deliberately avoiding his hole. He went to kick again, but stopped as he felt her talon tickling him on his taint.

"Oh, see? There we go. Do you like a little bit of attention under the tail?" She cooed at him, sliding one talon up and down, prodding at his rump before slowly dragging it down to poke idly at the soft flesh of his ball sack. The twin orbs were massive, hanging low and heavy in her palm as she squeezed gently. She braced herself for a kick, but was surprised to feel him shifting his weight, widening his stance in response to her touch. "Alright! Looks like I found something. Tell me, horse, what's your name?"

The stallion glanced over his shoulder and back at her, eyes wide and a smile on his lips, but he didn't respond. He bucked his hips gently, cock slapping on his belly in a wet mess. His tail lifted up high as the muscles in his hips tensed up; he was ready to mate, but he needed something to swallow his cock or he'd just keep slapping it against his slimy belly fur.

Ceylon paused and hopped up onto his haunches, nibble preening at his flank and pressing her feathered chest down against his butt. She leaned in as close as she could for leverage, one hand up on his back with the other between his legs, gripping tight at the soft skin between balls and sheathe. Her talons didn't poke at the soft pouch since she was gentle and careful, but had he moved too much it would have jerked in the wrong way. With her talon wrapped around his scrotum, she leaned around and nuzzled her beak under his tail, giving his rump a gentle lick in between long, deep inhalations.

He seemed to like it, because he didn't run and he didn't kick. His cock kept tensing and slapping against his belly as he curled his upper lip. He tensed up and his eyes went wide when he felt her other hand gently caressing his length, squeezing at the tip and using his fluids to gently rub up and down his length.

After only a few moments, she stopped and pulled her talon from his cock, resting it on his back again as she nipped at his rump. "Don't leave me hanging, horse. I can tell you're not a feral beast." She gave a squeeze and a tug at his balls as though they were the teats of a mare or cow. "And I tell you what, if you speak, and tell me your name, I'll help...milk you of the bounty in these gloriously delicious balls."

The pony paused and perked his ears, glancing back over his shoulder as his eyes went wide. His steely blue irises danced for a moment as he opened his mouth, as though about to speak, only to whinny and let out a nicker, shaking his head.

"No? Well, maybe I'll just have to not be so gentle." She slid her claws down his spine, tangling in his mane before poking at his hips. Her other talon was still wrapped tight around his balls as she gave a tug, pulling them back between his legs so that they were nestled in between his thighs. She beaked at them, prodding and preening the soft flesh.

"Yesssss." The Stallion moaned as he craned his head back, mouth agape for a split second before he realized he'd spoken. "I mean...." He nickered again, tossing his head as his mane glistened in the sunlight.

Ceylon immediately dropped his balls and pounced around to sidle up next to him. "I told you! See, I can tell when someone's just quadruped, like me!" She leaned into him and rubbed her beak against his shoulder, cooing gently as her wings adjusted on her back. She was shorter than him, her head only coming up to his shoulders and her body nestled against his belly but also somewhat underneath him. "So, what's your naaaame?"

He pulled away from her as she continued leaning into him. "Does my name matter, fair gryphon?" It was clear he was struggling to not lift his lip to get a better sample of her scent. It was encompassing him, and no matter how distracted or embarrassed he got by his spoken blunder, his cock remained fully erect and dangling low enough to feel the tickle of the grass tips on his head.

"It doesn't matter, no, but I'd love to hear it!" She purred and nodded, digging her beak up under his mane to preen and stroke through it, helping to brush it. "I'm Ceylon!" She shifted forward and got up to her hind legs so that she could whisper in his ear. "I'm in season, if you wanted to take advantage of that."

"Oh?" He pushed to the side, knocking her over as he pressed his hoof to her shoulder, only to have her dart out away from him with her chest to the ground and tail lifted high, giving him a clear view of her glistening black-fleshed vulva and the slit of cherry red between rump and clit.

"But only if you tell me your name. I told you mine, it's only fair! Lots of stallions in the valley, and I could mate with all of them, if I wanted to." She swayed her hips at him and waved her tail up and down to further blow her scents his way before slowly lowering her tail to cover and seal her sex away from view. "You tell me your name, and I'll happily lift my tail for you again." She was smiling, but really hoping he actually said something, because she may have wanted it - nay, needed it - more than he did, but she loved to tease.

"Well, I-" He paused before stepping forward, one hoof raised. He blinked and shook his head to make his mane flow in waves before standing up straight and proud. "I'm LD." He watched as she shifted her weight and lifted her tail again, exposing her gooey, slimy pussy to him. There was so much of her lubrication flowing from her lips that there was little strands of it trailing from her tail to pussy as she peeled it away. He stepped forward again, nuzzling between her legs to smear his snout in her fluids before instinctively lifting his lip, rubbing snout on her clit.

She winked and pushed back a bit, arching her back and spreading her wings a bit as she squeezed out a bit of her lubricating fluids down his nose. "Oh, sorry for that!" She giggled, fake-apologizing for her fluid outburst as she leaned back and rubbed her lips side to side across his muzzle. She curled her toes a bit as she felt his powerful tongue sliding up between her legs to cup her clit and slip into her cunt in one fluid motion; She was ready, more ready than before, and now she just wanted him to mount.

LD kept licking her, lapping at her folds and smearing his soft-skinned snout up against her rump. He was getting soaked in her fluids, but he didn't seem to care. His cock kept tensing and slapping against his belly with an increasingly wet mess dripping down into a puddle. He curled his lip one last time before shaking his head and hopping up onto her, resting both hooves on her haunches as his cock tensed up as hard as it would go, angling at the underside of her tail.

"Finally!" She muttered under her breath as she splayed her wings and braced herself for his length. She clenched her pelvic muscles and squirted another thick strand of her lubrication out over the length of his cock, leaving a slimy bridge from his to hers. She arched her back and angled herself just right as he bucked wildly, the tip of his cock prodding at her rump cheeks, clit, then ass, spewing thin strands of precum up under her tail before finally poking at her soft, partially gaped folds.

Ceylon pushed back and clenched her pelvic muscles to peel her clit out, widening her stance to aid his cock, allowing it to plunge into her.

The moment he felt his cock tip kiss her vulva flesh, he squeezed his hooves inward for leverage and pushed forward, a single powerful thrust forcing his length to disappear between her lips. She squeezed and pushed back as he bucked forward, his head slamming at the opening to her womb. To his delight, he felt her muscles relax and her cervix dilate, allowing him another thrust that poked into her depths.

She let out a long, drawn out cry of pleasure and a little bit of pain as she pressed her chest to the ground, her front talon twisting around to slip up between her legs. She rubbed at herself, squeezing at her clit as she winked it, gooey slime gumming up her fingers. She clenched as best she could, rocking back and forth with LD so that his thrusts were deeper, and his slowly growing flare plowed through her from lips to womb. As he thrust, he felt his heavy, smooth orbs slapping against her talons.

LD went to bite at her, before she slumped her chest to the ground, but instead held his head high and proud, like he had so many times before. He smiled and leaned into her, another powerful thrust slapping balls to her belly and cock deep into her. He could feel her walls clenching around him as a trickle of mare fluid dribbled down the underside of his shaft to slide over his balls. She was squirting on him, but the pressure of his cock was keeping her bloated and unable to release. She was so warm, though, hotter even than a mare. Her velvet walls massaged him in waves, sucking his precum to prepare her for seed.

"Oh LD, I think...I think I might want to try something." Ceylon cooed up at him as she looked back over her shoulder. Her cheeks were rosy, she seemed almost to be blushing.

He smiled and thrust again, his gyrations growing rhythmic and consistent as his length pushed deep into her, fluids escaping and spraying out all over his balls as she winked again. He didn't speak, he felt he didn't need to.

"Okay, hold still." She assured him as she reached back and wrapped her fingers around the base of his cock. He had to stop moving or her grip would have pulled them right off! She rubbed her own clit and lips, then smeared her lubrication all over his twin orbs as she winked, a wet squelching escaping her cunt accompanying her relaxing muscles. She took in a deep breath and adjusted herself so that she could get her other hand back with the first one, digging her talons into her opening alongside the stallion cock inside her.

LD looked down at her, puzzled. He wasn't sure what she was doing and his cock was slowly deflating while he concentrated more on her peculiar use of her talons. He sniffed at the air and got another blast of her pheromones,making him raise his lip and tense his cock inside her, the veins throbbing and the glans expanding inside her womb.

Ceylon, however, was distracted. She was enjoying herself, but she had a kinky idea in mind. She slipped two fingers into herself and spread her lips wide to the side, a passage of air gaping open next to his length as she grabbed at his balls with her other hand. Her talons were firm, and her canal was open, so she pressed the twin orbs against her vulva, squeezing and tugging as hard as she could while also using all her strength to open herself and relax at the same time.

The stallion nickered at her and threw his head back, temporarily reverting to a more feral state as his mane flowed in the air, his maw gaping open in a panicked huff as she squished his balls and tugged on them harder than he was comfortable with. For a brief moment he felt like he had been kicked between the legs, only to find a moment later that he wasn't in pain anymore, but his nether region was tingling from taint to sheathe.

She had focused some of her skill to her magic all at once as she squeezed harder, her claws poking into the soft flesh of his scrotum. She kept pulling at her lips and pushing at his balls until, all at once, her lubrication and his soft orbs worked together to have both balls slip into her. She could feel their rubbery flesh squish and distort one at a time to quickly lurch into her as they were forced in past her pelvic bone to expand again inside her hips.

The sudden, knot-like bulge in her pussy made her moan with pleasure and pull both her hands out to lay on the ground in front of her, balancing as best she could as she pushed back, her muscles clenching and squeezing the balls as her lips squeezed tight around the base of the saggy ball sack.

LD was held in place, unable to thrust more than a few inches due to her lips sucking tight around the base of his sack, but that didn't stop him. He laid a hoof on her shoulders between her wings and pushed down on her, a gentle, slow thrust pushing him in as deep as it would go. He could feel her hot flesh tensing around him, her squirts splashing out to dribble down his inner thigh as his flare slowly grew to full girth.

Ceylon cooed and moaned, looking back up at him as she clenched her muscles as tight as they would go, giving a tug as she dug her claws into the ground, imitating the feel of a knot tugging at her depths. She felt bloated, his balls creating a clear bulge in her lower belly as his flare exploded inside her, his girth leaving a ridge down her abdomen. She wagged her hips to slosh his cock around inside, stirring up her loins, literally.

Suddenly, a hot flow of seed burst into her, inflating her womb and trickling out her cervix and into her vaginal canal, bloating her until the block of his knotted balls. She rolled her eyes back in her skull before whimpering and curling her toe claws into the dirt. She kept tugging as she squeezed, but his balls just wouldn't slip from her depths.

There was a bite on her shoulder as LD nipped at her. She looked back for their pair sets of blue eyes met. He was done, he finished. Like any stallion, he didn't last too long, but it was very fulfilling. The gentle smile she saw in his irises told her he was ready to part ways, or at least part from her lips.

He hopped up off her and went to walk away, only to feel her lips tugging on his cock and balls, the pressure keeping his length at fill firmness, his flare still wide and thick in her womb. "W-what are you-" He started, only to be cut off as she offered another powerful squeeze, tugging on his genitals.

"D-don't leave me yet!" She pleaded as she clenched again, her clit winking and spewing fluids out between them. The pressure from his balls squished against his shaft inside her mixed with her powerful muscle control stopped them from parting ways, and plugged her sex from leaking his copious fluids.

LD didn't have much of a choice in the matter, but his seed had been spent! He wanted to move on! To feel the cool mountain air tickling his soaking cock, and she'd lick him clean! That's what he wanted, but he wasn't getting it. Instead, he felt her walls squeeze his balls again, a deep, abdominal pain welling up in his nether regions as her magics started to wear off.

He turned so he was butt to butt with her, knotted with the aid of his balls to her like a canine. In spite of the sensations, he couldn't help but smile and laugh at the situation. After a moment, he noticed her sex loosening as she stopped pulling against him, her clit winking and squeezing around the base of his shaft and ball sack, but not squishing his balls inside her.

"Just stay with me a few minutes, LD?" She asked, tongue lolling out the side of her beak. "I just....I need a tie, like a gryphon. Usually we knot overnight, but...a few minutes will do." She pushed each word out against a deep exhalation as the two stand tall, rump to rump, on the tall mountain plateau.

She had places to be, but she had no problem spending some time with him. Maybe she'd even try something else with her before truly parting ways.