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Dawn stands in the doorway, her fingers brushing down along the frame, a smile curling up on her face at the sight before her. The half-dressed gryphon covers herself up, looking down as this older woman watches her with hungry eyes.

Soon, Dawn breaks this staring match and gently walks on over toward her. The woman leans forward, gently clasping Heather's cheeks and tilting her up to look face-to-face with her. The older woman chuckles a little, mirth visible in her eyes as they finally make contact.

Saying nothing, Dawn leans in, her lips finding a place at Heather's neck. The younger girl gasps, her beak opening as she feels the woman's soft kisses upon her body.

Dawn climbs up, one knee upon the bed as her hands rest of Heather's shoulders, pushing her down upon the mattress. The woman then traces up and down the gryphon's beak, curious how'd she go about kissing her.

A surge of excitement fills Heather. Ever since that paladin had loosened her up, she was waiting for a moment like this, and this woman, obviously more experienced than her, had chosen her? She moves her hands up and holds onto her hips. With a gulp, she decides to jump in, to make up for how she wasn't able to please Tybalt. She rolls over, bringing Dawn with her until she lays on top of the woman.

The way Dawn's knee pushes up allows the human to feel that underneath her ridiculously short skirt, Heather isn't wearing anything. Dawn exploits this, rubbing her knee up against the gryphon's soaked sex, the human woman biting her lip as she watches the avian face of her lover reacting. Her beak going ajar, her eyes widening.

She takes the opportunity to move her hands up, cupping them under Heather's impressive breasts, licking her lips as she feels how wonderful she is.

Heather loses it then and wraps her arms around Dawn's body, bringing her up to a seated position. Dawn squeals as she is being handled so quickly, the passion reminds her so much of herself when she was in college. If only she had the drive to act out on those urges back then!

Heather opens her beak wide, her tongue poking out, pressing against the sitting woman's lower lips. Dawn cannot help but spread wider, leaning over her lover, gripping onto her for support as Heather's large moist muscle first teases at her folds and then pushes inside. Heather squeaks at the taste, feeling the blood rushing up into her cheeks as she tastes her honeypot. There's a mixture of things in there, tastes that she had never tasted before. It fills her with curiosity, shame, and excitement. Despite any reservations, she grasps the older woman's thighs and pulls them up over her shoulder, pushing her beak up against her skin, the points clamping against Dawn, but only enough to hold herself down against her body as Heather's tongue probes deeper.

Dawn groans as she feels the girl's enthusiastic tongue delve deep into her. She can imagine what it's like to experiment and to try new things. After all, everything here is such a new experience for her. She grips onto the girl's hair and shakes her head, taking a few breaths to control herself before she pushes her hips forward.

Heather grunts as those hips spread her beak wider, but she doesn't back down. She keeps it up, lashing at the woman's sex, seeking out her most sensitive of locations.

Dawn's cheeks brighten the more Heather goes at her, but an idea sparks in the woman's mind—one that she simply cannot give up. She tugs on the gryphon's hair a moment, just to get her attention.

Heather whimpers and pulls her beak back, looking up to Dawn with sad, almost disappointed eyes.

Dawn winks and scoots back, curling her finger to beckon the girl closer.

Heather climbs up onto the bed. As she does, Dawn crawls around her, grabbing one of her thick legs and pulling the girl, almost like a wrestler going for a pin.

Heather gasps as she falls back onto the bed with Dawn sitting on one leg and holding another close to her bountiful chest. The woman presses her lips to Heather's calf. Heather closes her eyes, shuddering out a breath of relief as she feels the woman tending to her now.

Dawn's moistened sex sits upon her other thigh and licks up along Heather's body. Soon, Dawn finds herself sliding up right along the gryphon, hoisting up her skirt and giving her full access to her lover's lips.

Yes, it may be impossible for them to share a kiss together, at least orally. But Dawn has found the perfect solution. With one more thrust, she pushes up against Heather, her sex brushing against Heather's in a slow, tender kiss.

Heather lays back, her hands going over her face as she feels the pressure building up within her from this strange woman. It isn't what she's doing physically. Because of the dragons, her feelings there were numbed, but it's the passion this woman displays. It's enough to rekindle something in her she long thought dead. So, she moves her hands off of her and grips the bed for support. With a quick nod, she rocks her own hips, kissing Dawn back.

Together, the two continue their grind against each other. For different reasons, both women feel the heat building up within them, and soon, they both cannot help but throw their heads back and let out a long and powerful cry as both spill out their excitement and orgasm into one another.

Heather collapses on the bed, panting heavily as she stares blankly at the ceiling. The world around her becomes almost like a blur, save for a gentle kiss that pecks her cheek. She turns her head, only to see the mysterious woman walk out, her hips swaying sensuously as she does. Whoever she was, Heather feels that she has experienced the dawn of her newly reawakened sex life.