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It was with a shaky hand that Jason knocked on the large oak doors before him. Wearing his neatest clothes, the young human student had never felt more out of place in his life.

It was the first time he'd ever visited District 1, and deep in his gut he wondered if it was going to be his last. The entrance to the castle of the very King of Gryphons himself, King Talos, was only a hundred meters down the same road, and a few of the gryphons he'd walked past on the way over had given him rather distasteful glares. Most likely, in his rather common clothing, he looked to them like a potential house robber in such a wealthy District.

The house of Uren Nightwing was a sight to behold, certainly befitting of one who served the King directly. It was two stories tall, with a large surrounding garden, and stretched back quite an impressive ways. He briefly wondered if he was the first human to ever be invited to such a place, willingly. With the invitation tucked in his pocket, he found himself hoping that Raal hadn't been punished severely for everything they'd done together. Uren himself was the most renowned 'extractor' of information in the Kingdom, and he wondered if the terrifying gryphon would go so far as to do anything to his own son.

The wait only built his anxiety, but his ears picked up on something coming from within. He felt his heart rate increase as the sound grew louder, before a loud clunk came from directly behind the door and it began to swing open slowly. Jason watched as the opening grew wider until he was face to beak with an absolutely enormous... gryphoness?

"You must be Jason," spoke a rather motherly, sweet-sounding voice from that sizeable beak, "I'm Lyra, Raal's mother. Please, come in, don't be shy." Having expected the terrifying visage of Uren to be the one to greet him at the door, the human was visibly taken aback by the appearance of the similarly large but evidently polite female standing before him.

"I... uh... it's nice to meet you," he stammered nervously, drawing out a light chuckle from the gryphoness.

"You're incredibly tense, my dear," Lyra commented with amusement, "let us not tarry on the doorstep all day, Raal has been so very eager to see you again." Swallowing, Jason stepped through the offered gap in the door into the most luxurious building he'd ever seen in his life by a significant margin.

The roof was incredibly high up, certainly made with large gryphons in mind, briefly distracting the young man from the lavish furnishings that adorned the main hall. It's was all shaped quite differently to how he would expect; handles large enough for claws to grasp, an oak seat shaped for the haunches of gryphons, and many other such artefacts to remind him he was in the home of another species. Classical paintings adorned the walls, while the flooring was expensive-looking wood coated in thick, scratch-resistant glaze. He was so caught up in how incredible Raal's home looked, much like a castle interior itself, that he realised Lyra was gesturing for him to follow her.

"Come," she encouraged, "they're waiting for you in the dining room." The way she'd said it was innocent enough, but he had a poor feeling in his stomach that he was certainly one of the options for dinner.

As he walked behind her, Jason took in the sight of his bondmate's mother with interest. She was another half as large again as her son, standing tall over her human guest with a poise that reminded him of royalty in many ways. Her feathers were a rich grey, streaked with swathes of a dusty blue that seemed to flow iridescently as they shifted with her movements. Her hind paws alone were larger than Jason's head, and her underbelly swayed with a healthy weight with each stride, a feature that was so desirable among many gryphonesses. Stepping around a corner and through a grand archway behind Lyra, Jason stifled a gasp as he saw what was waiting for him.

The dining room was huge, with a grand table at the centre and a number of avian seats situated around it. Yet, even in all its grandeur, the table paled in comparison to the jet-black gryphon sitting at its head.

Lord Nightwing was every bit the intimidating beast the stories had made him out to be. More than twice the height of a human and many times longer, Uren was a gigantic specimen of a gryphon whose presence utterly dominated the room. Jason froze in place as he realised he was looking at a gryphon who had put thousands of people just like him to use as dinner themselves, and his incredible stature only solidified that message as the human tried not to panic at the sheer sight of him. He'd never met a gryphon anywhere near that size, except for the pictures he'd seen of King Talos himself.

It took a moment for him to realize he was gawking, and those impenetrable eyes from the powerful avian left him weak at the knees as he moved closer to the table. To his surprise, a regular, human-looking chair had been provided at the opposite end of the table, indicating they'd at least put some thought into him sitting down, and not ending up on the dining table itself. Lyra moved over to her husband, taking a seat beside him as Jason realized Raal was also sitting there, nearly hidden by the shadow cast by his father.

"Welcome to my home," Uren rumbled in a rich, reverberating tone, "I am Uren Nightwing, and this is my wife Lyra, and of course, you are... familiar with my son Raal." Jason, sitting himself in the offered chair, felt a deep chill in his spine as the huge gryphon spoke.

"T... thank you for in... inviting me, my Lord," he managed to reply, hiding his trembling hands under the edge of the table. He doubted it did much to fool the predator glaring at him from across the room. His eyes flicked to Raal, who was looking at him anxiously, but did not speak as his father continued.

"I must say, my reputation still precedes me," Uren smirked, leaning forward a little to get a better look at the human sitting opposite him, "I can see the sweat upon your brow, the twitch of your eyes... I can smell your fear, much like the rest of them."

"Be nice, dear," Lyra purred quietly, "Jason is our guest. We talked about this, did we not?" A huff escaped Uren as he leaned back a little in his seat and licked his beak slowly.

"Very well," he almost grumbled, casting a glance at the stern look on his wife's features, "apologies, Jason. I am sure you're wondering why I have invited you today." He watched as the human nodded quietly, and ruffled his wings a little.

"Raal came home to us smelling quite strongly of you," Uren explained with a brief wave of his claws, "very strongly, in fact. He denied it, of course, but I know the scent of my family very well, and yours is most certainly not part of it." His eyes narrowed as he focused his stare on the human before him. Silence fell over the table briefly, and the larger gryphon didn't blink at all as Jason tried his best not to look away.

"Raal told us that he's bonded with you," Lyra interjected, "and after a little prodding, we believe he's telling the truth." A low growl escaped the beak of the older male, his claws digging into the edge of the exquisitely polished table.

"Gods above, Lyra," Uren finally growled, "we can't have a... a human in the family. It's not right, it's not natural. We eat them almost every day, and have for decades! How am I supposed to let my son... my only son, my future heir, bed one? It's... I'd be laughed out of the King's chambers." Jason listened to Uren's comments with a pale face; hearing it said out loud was much more terrifying than the mere implication. To his surprise, it was Raal who finally stood up and stared down his father, flapping his wings angrily.

"Enough, father!" the young gryphon shouted, trying his best to draw himself up to more significant height, "I've told you a hundred times over the past few days, Jason is my mate now and you will treat him with respect. I don't care how many you've eaten before; you're not eating him! I only agreed to this invite so you could see that he's actually re... really nice!" Raal's voice cracked slightly as he flushed with a little embarrassment in front of his stern dad, but his gaze didn't falter. Jason felt a surge of happiness as he saw how eager his new lover was to stand up for him.

"Now, now," Lyra interjected, raising her claws to silence the two males, "I told you before, I don't want you two bickering at the dinner table. Raal, don't shout at your father, and Uren, sweetheart... behave yourself." Her eyes flashed dangerously, and the older male sank back into his seat with a low huff. Raal paused, before slowly doing the same under the watchful eye of his mother. Unsure as to what he should do, Jason simply sat there quietly as Raal looked over at him. He wasn't sure anything he could say would make the situation with Uren any better and at worst could be fatal.

"Raal tells us you're from District 9, is that right?" Lyra inquired, cutting through the silence with her question. Jason nodded, turning his attention to her as he replied.

"All my life," he explained, "I... uh... don't come from a wealthy family. I got into Talbach thanks to the new scholarship program... I..." He paused, looking over at Raal and the young gryphon's concerned gaze. Uren snorted under his breath, and Jason decided quickly that he needed to make a better impression. Slowly getting to his feet, he felt all three sets of avian eyes on him as he gave a small but respectful bow to Raal's parents.

"I'll be frank," he stated bluntly, "Raal telling me he was bonded to me was a shock, and I didn't really... get it at first. I have no real way of knowing how it feels, and I wasn't sure about it at first, but I do know that I feel the same way about him. I know I'm 'just a human', I know that you're employed by the King himself, I know who you are and what you do to people like me. But... I came here anyway, because of Raal. Because in the short time I've known him, I've learned what a wonderful gryphon he is, and that I'd do anything to see him happy." He took a deep breath, and looked Uren in the eye as he continued.

"I don't want to play games with you, or your wife. I'm here for Raal. You can threaten me, or even eat me, but that's not going to change the fact that I... I love him. So... do what you have to, but if not, then I'd like to just... have a nice dinner with my bondmate and try to learn a bit more about him and his culture." He could feel his heart pounding in his chest as he tried to sound resolute, but the sweat dripping from his brow left him feeling anything but. A deep, rumbling chuckle came from Uren's throat as he stretched out his wings briefly and thumped the floor behind him with his tail in amusement.

"I don't think a human has spoken to me like that in years," Uren remarked with a smirk, "and the last one that did... well, he's probably padding my thighs somewhere." Jason turned even more white as Uren leaned in and dragged that thick tongue over his golden beak.

"Tell me, Jason... are you prepared for the consequences of your actions? You say you love my son, but he's not yet fully grown. One day, Raal will be as big as me. One day, Raal's going to have a cock on him as big as your entire leg. He could crush you to death just by rolling on you in his sleep. He could step on you by accident and break every bone in your body. Sure, you love him now, but what about when he's my size? Are you still willing to be with an adult gryphon? There's a reason my kind use yours as food." He let that sink in for a moment, leaving Jason to picture Raal as large as his sire, and flushed a little as he thought about what package his bondmate would have to match. For some reason, the size difference only made him feel more flustered than anything else. Slowly sitting back down, Jason placed his hands on the table and quietly pondered a response.

"I am," he said firmly, looking back up at Uren, "from what I understand, gryphon bonding is permanent. Raal doesn't have a choice in the matter. If he wants me, I don't care if he's a big as this house." Nodding in agreement, Raal chimed in on top.

"I can't do anything about it, father. Think about how you feel about mother. That's what it's like... there's no changing it now. So please... just put aside how you feel about humans for now. He's been nothing but... but wonderful to me. Even if I'm bigger..." He hesitated, throwing a nervous sidewards glance towards his father before continuing.

"Even if I'm bigger, father, I... I know you've found many ways to... to enjoy humans much smaller than you..." Uren threw him a stern gaze and Raal fell silent, wilting under that powerful look.

"I would advise you not to romanticize what I do to my prey," Lord Nightwing told him bluntly, "nor to do casually share intimate details of what happens behind the doors of the King's castle, to a human no less. You do realize what would happen if word of this got out? I have half a mind to devour him right now just to avoid risking it." He clicked his claws and growled at Raal in a low tone, before Lyra slammed her claws down on the table, making everyone look at her swiftly.

"I will repeat myself," she growled, in a much less motherly tone, "behave yourselves. Now... dinner is nearly ready, and I'm going to go get it." With that, the blueish-grey gryphoness stood and made her way out to the kitchen, leaving the three males behind. Jason's legs felt weak, intimidated by Raal's father and his words. He couldn't believe he'd stood up to the King's most skilled torturer, and was almost certain that if Raal were not there he'd already be halfway down that impressively large beak.

"Very well then," Uren finally spoke, "I will allow this on one condition." He looked down at Raal, whose eyes widened in surprise.

"Y... you will?" the younger gryphon asked excitedly, "does that m..."

"I wish to speak with him. Alone."

Jason paled at the request, and even Raal's enthusiasm quickly tapered as he considered how bad of an idea that was.

"I give you my word that I won't harm him," Uren added in a half-growl, "but I also wish to discuss some things with him that are not for you or your mother's ears. And you will not tell your mother I just said that, understand." Raal hesitated again, but slowly nodded. Jason felt his heart race in fear as he realised Raal war going to leave him alone with Lord Nightwing, and he began to feel sick to his stomach just as Lyra returned pushing a sizeable cart with her beak.

"Dinner is served," she said proudly, picking up the trays one by one in her claws and placing them down on the table in front of everyone present. Jason momentarily forgot about his predicament as he saw more delicious food than he'd ever laid eyes on sitting before him and assaulting his senses with the unbelievable aroma that wafted from them.

Ham glazed with rich, dripping honey sat in the centre, surrounded by an assortment of roasted vegetables. On the side dishes were cooked chickens and fresh fruits that gleamed with the tell-tale signs of freshness, leaving Jason to try and avoid salivating over the offered meal. Residents of the poorer districts rarely had such fine produce on offer, and he felt both incredibly eager and simultaneously out of his element.

"That looks incredible," he commented without thinking, and Lyra swished her tail in amusement.

"I like him," Lyra purred, pushing the cart aside and retaking her seat at the table, "I don't often cook like this... human style, so to speak." Jason nodded and watched as she slid the impressive ham over the table towards him.

"We would usually carve our meat with claws," she added, "but I've placed a knife and fork on the platter for you, if you prefer."

"T... thank you, my Lady," Jason replied, trying to remember the correct title for a Lord's wife, while surprised she'd put that much thought into catering for him.

"Don't mention it," she dismissed with a wave of her claw, "Uren and I..." She hesitated for a moment, casting a glance over at her husband who sighed and shook his head.

"Well... sweetheart, he's going to have to know eventually, or it's going to be very difficult for us all," she reasoned with her husband's silent gaze, and the older male finally relented and nodded briefly.

"Apologies, Jason," Lyra continued, turning her gaze back to the human as he was picking up the knife and fork to cut a few slices of ham right off the bone, "Uren and I normally eat live human prey most nights, so my cooking skills are mostly for Raal... while he's growing. He's not quite big enough yet to swallow humans whole." Jason tried not to show a reaction to that news, but he was surprised to hear that both of his lover's parents were active predators. The contrast between their true nature, and the fact that he was 'protected' by Raal's bond with him, led to a very complex dynamic that he was still unsure was going to hold up when he had to chat to Lord Nightwing alone.

As Jason took some meat and roast vegetables onto his plate and watched as the three gryphons took much larger servings for themselves, Jason took a quiet moment to think on the absurdity of the situation. He'd gone from a District 9 nobody to dining at the house of the infamous Lord Nightwing, whose son he'd had sex with. Doubts still clouded his mind as to whether he would get out of this situation alive, but he felt happiness that Raal and maybe even Lyra supported him.

The food was unbelievably good, and the young student found himself having a hard time believing Lyra wasn't a regular cook. Yet, as he looked over her shimmering coat and impressive size, he had little doubt that she had just as healthy a diet as her husband. Raal dug in eagerly, and Jason watched as chunks of ham slid down his gullet with ease. It left him slightly uneasy; in a few years, he would be big enough to consume more than just pre-cooked animals. Silence fell over the table as they ate, with the human unsure as to whether or not he should risk punctuating it with conversation.

"So..." Jason worked up the courage to ask, pausing between mouthfuls of that heavenly honey-glazed ham, "Lord Nightwing... Sir... if you don't mind me asking..." He froze briefly as those cold blue avian eyes fixed on him from across the table.

Swallowing, Jason continued, "...how did you and Lady Lyra meet?" Uren glared at him for a few more moments before leaning back from his meal a little, his gaze softening as he flicked it over to his wife.

"Lyra is the daughter of one of the nobles of King Talos' court," the drake explained, "and even among the stunning hens who frequent his castle, she was extraordinarily eye-catching." He paused to gulp down another whole chicken straight off his claw tip before continuing.

"The King took notice of my interest and offered me the opportunity to court her, a most generous offer. Our King has not yet bonded with any other, and this affords him the freedom to... indulge himself as he desires. There is no shortage of gryphonesses who jump at the chance to try and become Queen." He chuckled, a deep sound that reverberated around the dining hall.

"That's quite an interesting way of putting it," Lyra cut in, a sound akin to a giggle escaping her throat as Uren looked over at her. "I recall things a little... differently." It was Uren's turn to look a little flustered as he averted his gaze and Raal looked up in interest.

"I'll tell you what happened, Jason," Lyra added, ignoring the glare from her husband, "Uren's 'opportunity' to court me was after King Talos had ravaged me so incredibly in his chambers that I couldn't even walk myself back to my own room without Uren's help. He was such a sweetheart that I let him have sloppy seconds in me for the rest of the night... leaving me pregnant with Raal." Jason turned bright red as Lyra spoke, realizing he was hearing one hell of an intimate detail that he imagined Uren would likely never want to leave the room.

"Lyra," Uren rumbled, "I think it not wise to share details such as this with a human." Lyra chuckled and brushed the tip of her tail against his briefly.

"As I said before, my dear, Jason is going to have to learn to be around gryphons or he's not going to last very long," she warned, "besides, if he uttered a word to anyone about anything we shared with him, well..." Her gaze turned to the human briefly and her intent was exceptionally clear.

"I promise I won't share a single thing with anyone," Jason quickly blurted out, "besides... nobody would believe me anyway."

"You... made me the same night that the King..." Raal muttered awkwardly, and Uren looked down at him with a scowl. Evidently the young gryphon hadn't been told that little detail, Jason noticed.

"Your coat is black, Raal," his father pointed out bluntly, "my genes, not the King's."

"But how..."

"King Talos possess a rather unique ability to fill his hens with his seed that does not take to eggs unless he so chooses," Uren explained, "it allows him to bed many without... consequences." Raal fell silent, returning his gaze to the meal upon his plate. Uren and Lyra both looked at Jason, who was suitably red in the face from the direction the discussion had turned.

"The King had enough options available to him to grant me the honour of coupling and bonding with one of them," the larger male commented as he sank a talon into another chicken, "and thus Lyra is my bondmate, and has been for nearly two decades now. Does that answer your question, huma... Jason?" The man nodded, regretting having asked in the first place as he took another bite of his dinner to try and avoid showing how flustered he was. Gryphons sure were open about sexual matters.

As they finished up their meals, Jason thanked Lyra once more for the delicious food, and she took the plates away to the kitchen for cleaning. Standing up from the table, Uren looked over at his guest and gestured to his bedroom further down the adjoining hall.

"Come," he instructed the human, before looking down at Raal sternly, "go help your mother clean. I'll return him shortly, so don't let me catch you trying to listen in, understood?" The young nodded, turning his gaze apologetically to Jason before hurrying off to join Lyra. As Uren strode off towards his bedroom Jason followed obediently behind, not wanting to disobey such a terrifyingly powerful figure.

The interior of the gryphon's bedroom was spectacular, but nothing quite caught his eye in the same way as the gigantic bed that took up most of it. It was easily big enough to hold to gigantic gryphons like Uren and Lyra, and likely even a third at such an outrageous size. There were no sheets, and Jason realized gryphons probably didn't need them, or would shred them with their wicked claws.

Climbing up onto the bed, Uren towered over his guest as he beckoned for Jason to hop up and join him. Reluctant to share a mattress with such a dangerous beast, but knowing he had little choice in the manner, Jason climbed up onto the plush bedding and looked up meekly at the monstrous hybrid glaring down at him. Uren paused for a moment before slowly sprawling out on his side and letting his prominent gut hang out on full display before the smaller male. Jason lost his footing as the bed shifted under the gryphon's immense weight, and he fell down to his knees as he awaited whatever he'd been brought there for.

"You might be wondering why I wanted to speak to you alone," Uren chuckled, shaking his thick mane and slapping his tail down firmly on the bed. Jason nodded slowly, sweat beading on his forehead from the sheer intimidation that Uren naturally exuded. He had no idea if he was going to get a stern talking to, or was about to be eaten alive by the scowling beast.

The anticipation was terrifying.

"I'll be blunt with you," Uren sighed, tilting his head slightly, "I don't like the idea of my son bonded to a human. Your kind exists to feed mine, and that is an incontrovertible fact that has endured since well before humans learned to smelt a sword to defend themselves with. All prey attempts to adapt to avoid their fate, but ultimately the predators adapt with them. You, Jason, are no different than any of the other thousands of your kind that have passed between my beak and added to my body." He exhaled heavily, letting his meaty breath waft over the trembling form of the man before him threateningly.

"The King shares my views, and that is part of the grandest adaptation of them all. You see, he figured out that the only thing you need to do to ensure a reliable supply of human prey is to convince them that you are doing the opposite. He extends treaties and protections in one claw and devours with the other, and there's nothing humans love more than ignoring the plight of their fellow humans." A deep, thunderous laugh echoed throughout the room, and the large beast slapped his weighty gut heartily.

"Yet... as much as I would love nothing more than to slide you down my throat, Jason, and listen to you fight against the natural process of digestion inside my gut, to feel your bones snap under the weight of my muscles and my stomach acids eat away at the most sensitive parts of your flesh... there is another element of this I have to consider..." he paused and slammed a claw down onto the mattress, shaking it beneath the human's feet.

"I don't believe I've ever seen Raal look this happy," he growled, "and just for that... I will give you a chance. Bonding is absolute, and to take you from him now would not only spoil my relationship with my son, but likely break him entirely. To lose a bondmate is to lose part of one's self..." He sighed, shaking his head slowly.

"I cannot believe my son bonded with... with food," he huffed in annoyance, looking out the nearby window silently. Jason didn't speak; he'd never been this nervous in his life. To be faced with a living legend like Lord Nightwing, being told he was nothing more than a meal to the beast, then to be given a sliver of hope was an emotional rollercoaster that left him pale. Yet, it seemed he was going to somehow get away with it, with an incredibly reluctant blessing from his lover's terrifying father.

"I'm sure Raal told you bonding is for life," Uren growled, bringing his beak closer to the human and blasting him with humid breath, "but let me make this perfectly clear: if you do anything to harm my son, physically or emotionally, I will drag you to the castle myself and give you a very, very detailed explanation as to why my name is whispered with fear among humankind." Jason trembled as the monstrous gryphon loomed over him, like a bird contemplating a worm, before he withdrew and slowly rolled over and back off the bed onto his feet.

"Welcome to my family," the gryphon smirked before slowly opening the door and making his way back out to check on his wife. Shaking, Jason placed his hands on the mattress to steady himself, breathing heavily now that the intimidating noblegryphon had left. What on earth had he gotten himself into? He crawled to the edge and slowly hopped back down to the floor, his knees wobbling from just how much adrenaline had been coursing through his body.

"F... fucking hell," he breathed, trying to steady himself before looking at the ajar door. He had to get composed before returning to the others, and he was more than ready to feel the warm embrace of Raal against him after such an intense encounter. With slow steps he made his way to the door and headed back into the hallway, following it along until he got to the dining hall once more.

It was good timing, too; Raal and Lyra emerged from the kitchen, claws shiny from being dipped in water from their cleaning. Spotting Jason, Raal quickly hurried and nearly bowled the human over as he slammed into him eagerly and wrapped a claw around his back.

"I'm sorry," the young hybrid huffed as he pushed Jason's head into his mane, snuggling tightly to his bondmate, "I didn't have a choice... father insisted on having you come... I'm so glad he didn't..." Jason wrapped his arms around the that muscular neck, hugging him tightly while Lyra gazed down at them. After a few moments Jason broke the hold, comforted as he inhaled that rich scent he liked so much from his lover's silky mane. Lowering her head, Lyra brought herself to Jason's eye level and gave him a small nudge with her beak.

"Don't worry, Uren will come around," the gryphoness tried to reassure him, "he's never been that good at adjusting to new things." Jason nodded slowly, still vaguely aware that the gryphoness mother was very much a predator herself. Overall, she came off as much less threatening, but he didn't dare ask about any of it.

"Where is he now, mother?" Raal asked, and she chuckled slightly, standing back up to her full height.

"He's in the upstairs bedroom," Lyra explained, "I'm going to head up there and crouch for him. Maybe I can lighten his heart a little by relieving the burden of his loins."

"Mother~," Raal huffed, "you can't just say stuff like that around Jason..."

"Nonsense, dear," she interjected with a wry smile, "and besides, while you're here you might as well make the most of it like you did at his house? Why don't you show Jason to your room and enjoy yourselves a little as well?"

"Mother!"

"Alright, alright, well... I'm going to go join your father, and I can only imagine you're going to hear us through the floor, so..."

"Mother!!"

She fell silent, turning towards the stairs with a flick of her silvery-blue tail. Jason was bright red, and he was sure Raal was no less flustered beneath that thick black fur. Gryphons really were open about such things...

As Lyra left them alone, Jason and Raal looked at each other somewhat bashfully. The two students certainly hadn't thought that they'd be able to do anything like it under the roof of Lord Nightwing.

"Let's go to my room," Raal offered, wrapping his tail around Jason's wrist and guiding him out of the kitchen and down the hall to another of the many rooms that seemed to fill the wealthy family's impressive house. Even after everything he'd seen already, it still humbled Jason to see that Raal's room was three times bigger than his entire apartment. His expression was one of awe as he stepped through the door and looked at all of the interesting things that he could observe within.

Raal's bed was similarly large, with plenty of room for him to grow and still have space on its surface to spare. A large mirror hung from one wall, and in front of it was his school bag, and various other artefacts such as gryphon pens, books and paper. A few woven storage containers were propped against the wall, and a desk with a light stood across from the foot of the bed. Everything appeared to be made of mostly expensive woods, and the bed was far more comfortable looking than his own.

"Wow," he breathed, "Raal... my apartment probably costs less than your bed." The young gryphon chuckled and nuzzled his beak up against his mate's neck.

"I don't care about your apartment," he huffed, "I care about you. Now get on my bed, and take off your clothes. Mum's right, it's about time I put you on your knees and... and fucked you properly." Jason glowed red at how surprisingly direct his bondmate was being, nodding obediently before he could even give it much thought. As he approached the bed, however, he began to think about the practicality of the situation. Raal was a big bird...

Dropping his pants to the floor and stripping out of his shirt, Jason made a little slow of removing his underwear slowly so Raal could savour the moment.

"I didn't know you were so eager," the human teased as he kicked his last garment away and turned to face the gryphon with a smile, seating himself on the edge of the bed. With his legs slightly parted, Jason showed off his growing erection to the quadruped prowling towards him, who showed incredible power as he leapt clean over his head and landed with a heavy thump on the mattress behind him.

Whirling to face his companion Jason could see that thick red spire slapping again the inside of the gryphon's thighs, a sight which didn't fail to make Jason hard as a rock himself. He realized it didn't feel like they were sneaking around anymore, hiding their love for one another, and as he slowly got to his knees and crawled over to the avian he felt a surging excitement at the freedom that gave each of them to enjoy the other.

"I've been thinking about you for days," Raal growled lustily, "how much I missed your hands, your mouth... and how good it felt to let you take my virginity." He dragged his tongue over his beak and stepped forward, planting his right foreclaw on the man's chest and pushing him onto his back firmly. Standing over his mate, Raal leaned down more dominantly and nibbled at his neck lightly.

"I'm going to be on top tonight," the larger male insisted, his fiery young blood pumping with excitement, confidence flaring like it never had before as he gazed down at the man he had claimed for life. He didn't want to be the shy young bird getting his first hand job this time... he wanted to show him how much he loved him. How far he would go for him. He would make this human... his human... scream his name so loudly even his parents could hear. Jason could see it in his eyes, that predatory gleam, but the hunger was purely for pleasure, and passion.

"I want it," he breathed quietly, "I want you, Raal. I'm yours. B... breed me, please..." His whispered plea was enough to get the horny young gryphon on top of him, planting his claws into the bed either side of Jason's head while his impressive organ swung forward and splattered the human's belly with a syrupy glut of precum. His avian shaft flexed and thumped against his own furred underbelly with arousal, leaving slimy strands hanging from lightly matted fur as he straddled Jason entirely.

To look up and see that mixture of eagerness, love and dominance rolled into the features of his feathery lover was enough to have Jason trembling in anticipation. This was it... he was about to have his cherry popped by a gryphon, by a cock far bigger than any human could ever hope to boast of. Despite the risk, he wasn't about to stop now.

He grasped thick handfuls of the mane draped over his head and held them tight while that wet avian penis slapped his left cheek firmly, leaving a warm wetness anytime it made contact with his body. The weight of that impact on his bared rear was enough to remind the human how big gryphon dick really was as he pushed his back into the bedding and lifted his legs, clasping his calves against that heavy underbelly for support. Briefly considering the need for lubricant went out the window as the larger male crouched and prodded his anus gently with the tip of his uniquely barbed glans.

"Are you ready?" Raal huffed, "I'll be gentle... to start..." Jason swallowed and nodded, clutching his boyfriend tightly as he felt those powerful hips shift and force the first inch of that steaming hot length right up inside his tight, unpractised anus.

"Oommffff... fuck..." Jason gasped as he felt himself being opened up for the insistent cock of his lover, the rather pointed tip spreading his pucker open into a lewd 'O' shape to admit the slick tip inside. To be able to pin his human partner down like this, to take what he wanted, brought out feelings the young gryphon had never felt before. He could feel those legs squeezing his haunches tighter as the human experienced penetration for the first time, giving him a physical feedback that only encouraged him onward.

With plentiful quantities of slick, slimy pre dribbling out of his urethra, Raal lubricated the interior of his bondmate liberally to help ease the intense feeling of being stretched in such a foreign way. It was a far different size dynamic between them with the gryphon in charge, and Jason was going to need all the help he could get.

After a moment's pause Raal pushed another inch inside, feeling that tight ring stretch wider to accommodate his encroaching girth. His shaft steadily increased in size from tip to base, and as he put a little more weight down on Jason's rear he felt the firm squeeze from those inexperienced muscles clenching at his cockhead. It wasn't that the human didn't want it, far from it; Raal was hung like a horse.

"How do you feel?" the gryphon inquired, stopping after the second inch to let him adjust. Jason tried to relax his muscles, tense from the expectation that the big bird would be rougher than he had been.

"It's hot..." he muttered, feeling a trickle of precum drool down the crevice of his ass, "...pretty messy, too. Mmmff... gonna be a tight fit. Go deeper..." He readjusted his grip on Raal's mane, holding the thick fur like handles as he planted his heels into the crook of those muscular avian thighs and spread his knees wider.

Not one to miss the opportunities presented to him, Raal thrust deeper, forcing Jason's intestines to swallow another two inches of his turgid length. He felt the immediate twitch of the man's body through his feet and deposited a healthy coating of his natural lubricants to ease the discomfort of such a difficult stretch. Still, with only four inches inside, the big beast had a lot more to give.

Digging his claws into the bed, Raal pulled back for the first time, letting his barbed cockhead flare out and lightly scrape against Jason's sensitive inner walls. The effect was immediate; Jason clenched tightly at the sudden stimulation, further increasing the pressure those soft nubs were placing on his insides. A loud gasp escaped his throat as those barbs continued to slide over the bundles of sensitive nerves inside him, making Jason tremble in a mixture of delight and discomfort before the action was reversed and the bulky bird shoved his shaft right back into his mate.

This time six inches of virile young gryphon cock sank into Jason's rear, the human's eyes widening in shock as he felt his anus stretch even wider to accommodate that unyielding organ. His grip on that mane tightened and he threw his head back on the bed as he felt the familiar spurt of pre-cum deposited inside him with a throb of that avian cock before it pulled back a second time with a messy squelching sound and thrust back in once more.

Jason moaned loudly as Raal began to find his rhythm, thrusting his rock-hard erection into his lover repeatedly at he sought to him the fucking he deserved. Every time that tapered tip pushed deep into his intestines he felt it prod firmly against his prostate, leaving the human leaking his own arousal in small strands from his tip. Every time that thick girth pulled free he felt those barbs flare inside him, leaving his muscles trembling and vulnerable to allow the gryphon to thrust even deeper next time. It was an intense cycle that soon had Jason taking two thirds of that impressively sized teenage gryphon penis inside him every time his handsome bird swung those powerful hips.

"It feels incredible..." Raal huffed, hunched over his bondmate on the edge of the bed as he continued to plunge his pride into the human below. He felt powerful, dominant even, able to take charge and fuck his human lover at the pace he wanted. Yet, he felt nothing but love for the one he'd bonded with, and subconsciously continued to look for any signs he was taking things too far with his more fragile companion.

Jason could barely reply as he was stimulated in ways he'd never felt before, his anus getting the workout of its life as it stretched to take what the young bird was giving. Every thrust felt like it was going to rearrange his intestines, and the wet sounds of cock sliding into his pre-soaked hole filled the room as he was firmly filled by his feathery friend. It was a whole new experience and one he didn't want to end as he held tight to that incredibly thick mane fur and continued to be a good little hen for the beast atop him.

He could hardly tell how much of Raal was getting thrust inside him anymore, but a sudden sensation on his rear left him confused for a moment. It was only after a few more thrust he began to realize the gryphon's swaying balls were slapping against his body, leaving sweaty marks each time they bounced against him. Without any way to look, Jason instead gazed up at the thick fur above and thought about how much further Raal was going to go with him. He'd seen that knot... the prospect was terrifying.

"Oh... mmmph... Jason... " the big bird moaned between heavy thrusts, "it feels so... krrr... so good to... uff... f... fuck you like... l... like thisss..." The eager hybrid hunkered down more on top of his hen, pressing Jason's face into his thick, musky mane fur and letting his heavy gut rest atop Jason's chest as his hind legs tensed with the extra leverage available to truly put Jason's anus to work.

The increase in force and pace was immediately felt by the human student as Raal began to rut him with authority, plunging that slick cock into his sopping wet anus with enough speed to generate a lot more heat from the friction they were sharing inside him. Those heavy nuts slapped his rear repeatedly, churning up days’ worth of pent up gryphon seed with every intention to drain it deep inside the human's bowels. There was no need to confirm that fact between them; Jason know full well Raal was going to finish inside him.

What he did want to know was whether the big beast intended to shove all of that fat knot inside him. He realised with considerable surprise that he could feel the raised flesh at the very start of it pressing against his overstuffed pucker each time Raal hammered his cock home.

"F... fuck," he groaned, recognizing that he'd taken that shaft nearly all the way to the base. After holding that heavy penis in his hands, licking it, sucking on it... he had no idea how all of that was now buried in his ass. The thick lubricants leaking from Raal's urethra and the constant, forceful thrusting were doing wonders to loosening up his no-longer-virgin asshole and letting him swallow every inch of his lover's impressive length.

What he hadn't quite counted on was the young gryphon's stamina. Five minutes turned into ten, into twenty as the eager avian fucked his bondmate with little sign of tiring. Jason let go of that mane, electing to try and clutch at the edge of the bed for support as he was given the breeding of a lifetime underneath the handsome hybrid stud. All he could see was that heavy black mass rocking forward and back over him, feeling that huge dick demolishing his insides, and hear those pleasured grunts and growls from the larger male's beak above. It was a messy affair, with precum dripping from his abused and each time the bird pulled out, and a heavy slap from those sweat-soaked balls each time he thrust right back in. Jason himself was dripping sweat of his own from how hot the gryphon on top of him was, fucked hard and fast by a huge, heated blanket of fur and feathers. It was heavy, passionate lovemaking, bordering on lusty, primal breeding.

After nearly twenty-five minutes, Raal lowered his beak and groaned in delight, "I'm... I'm close... huff... I'm... going to cum s... soon." Jason managed to snap back to reality as he felt the gryphon's pace increase even more, that thick bulge at the base of the cock thrusting away inside him more prominent than ever. He opened his mouth to try and ask if he was going to try and knot him, only to let out a deep gasp as he felt that plump knot slam hard against him.

The feeling was intense as he was stretched even wider than before, his inexperienced anus burning from the strain as the horny gryphon pulled back and repeated the action. Little by little Raal fucked his lover into submission, his half-swollen knot demanding a place in the smaller man's body, and he continued to thrust and thrust and thrust while Jason moaned and whimpered beneath the incessant beast. The constant physical abuse of his rectum left his muscles weakened and unable to resist the entry of Raal's enormous breeding organ, and with one final thrust the powerful teenage gryphon pushed his entire cock deep into Jason's body, tying them together for the first time.

Cum shot from Jason's shaft as his eyes rolled back in pleasure and pain from being stuffed to the brim with steaming hot gryphon dick, his prostate unable to take any more pleasure as he emptied both balls across Raal's fluffy underbelly. He barely even noticed that he'd finished as that huge knot swelled to full size inside him, locking them in skin-tight as the young gryphon pressed his weight down on his mate and let out a deep, resounding avian cry of pleasure. Claws dug deep into his mattress as Raal threw his head back in a primal, dominant stance over his bondmate, his balls delivering their first shot of thick, virile gryphon semen deep into the bowels of his beloved human.

Although he'd seen Raal climax before, never felt a horny gryphon's orgasm when his cock was lodged deep inside his body with nowhere else for his load to go. Every time that thick gryphon shaft flexed inside of him a thick, heated rope of sperm-rich ejaculate surged from that yawning urethra and spilled freely into Jason's depths. He could feel those heavy pulses dimple the back wall of his intestines with the force of his spurts and each time a fresh helping of gryphon jizz was slung into him the rest was forced deeper and deeper into the twisting turns of his intestines.

Raal had never felt this good in his life, his cock squeezes hard on all sides by Jason's body, milking him for everything he had. Not a drop spilled from around his knot, large as it was, and he continued to pump more and more hot, pearly avian seed to fill his partner up. Concern mounted in Jason's mind as the bigger male's load continued to unload, and he felt like he was being given an almighty gryphon sperm enema as that relentless pair of twitching balls laid claim to every inch of his insides.

After nearly a minute Raal snarled and lowered his head, letting the last few spurts drain into the man below, his testicles feeling considerably lighter from what he'd just done to relieve them. Panting heavily, he looked down to see the half-conscious human between his forelegs with concern; he really had fucked Jason senseless after all. Propped on the edge of the bed, Raal gently wrapped a claw behind his bondmate's head and cradled him against his mane while they remained locked together by his impossibly large knot.

"Jason?" Raal whispered gently, "are... are you okay?" Looking down at the exhausted man, the gryphon briefly wondered if he'd gone too far, expected too much from a more fragile being. Yet, as those human arms came up to hug around his middle, Raal practically melted in his embrace.

"I'm... fine, I think," Jason groaned, "feel numb... I don't think most humans have... have their first time with a gryphon." Raal chuckled, gently stroking over his neck delicately with those large claws.

"Sorry, I got carried away," the gryphon huffed, "you were just so... so tight, it felt amazing..." With a firm grip on his human, Raal stepped up fully onto the bed and lay down carefully on his side, taking care not to tug on his knot too much so as not to hurt his quarry.

"I'm glad you liked it," the human said with a small smile, "gods above, your knot is so fucking big... It's like a melon stuck inside me." Raal churred in delight at that; and gave the organ a flex inside the cum-stuffed rear of his mate.

"I love you, Jason," the gryphon purred, wrapping his forelegs around him, "I want to spend my life with you."

"I love you too, Raal," Jason replied quietly, blushing softly into that masculine fur. "I..." He was interrupted as a deep, room-shaking roar echoed through the house from above, and followed by a rather clear command that reached the ears of both males.

"Fuck me harder, you stud!" came the sound of Lyra's strained voice through the ceiling, followed by a deep, masculine snarl and the increased sound of heavy, constant thumping. Both Jason and Raal refused to make eye contact, and realized that with his knot still inflated deep in the human's rear, they would have to listen to Raal's parents’ wild sex for quite some time.

"I'm yours, Raal. Forever."