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The corridors of Skyhaven were crowded with every color gryphon imaginable. Blue, purple, white, red, green, fiery red, brilliant gold and even silver. They talked and chattered together in a raucous group that would have hurt human ears if any had been allowed to come into their personal retreat. There were no lights hanging from the ceiling, the only lights they needed were the ones that spilled from their crests and feathers. The false sparks showered down against the ground in a constant rippling water fall of fanciful lights. They scattered over the marble floors and around their forepaws as they made their way through their capital. They were lords of the world, lords of the gryphons. Their bodies melded two rare creatures into one as they had come from phoenixes as well as the common gryphon. Though they saw nothing common about themselves.

Hatsuyuki knew that they believed themselves to be the best of the best. They rarely left Skyhaven and preferred instead to bask in the glory that was their existence. They spoke only of each other, mated only with each other and thought up new and interesting ways to dye their feathers or use their fire. There were no warriors or soldiers, they viewed such occupations as those for the lesser creatures. They hired on gryphons that didn't have an ounce of phoenix blood to work as guards, cooks, servants and other positions that the noble phoenix-gryphons didn't wish to take on personally. None wished to dirty their feathers or lower their magic to such base things. Why should they? They had been born as kings and queens among their own kind.

Hatsu knew all of this, but it didn't make it easier for the young hen to swallow. Her snow owl features instead of aqualine and the vivid black and white spots of her haunches made her a monochrome creature in a world of brilliant hues. Even the ordinary gryphons that served as servants dyed their feathers to match their owners. Not her, she never dyed her feathers. She had been told that she was lovely from the day she was born by her older brother. Avalerion had only been her half brother, but he had loved her with all his heart as if they had hatched from the same clutch. He was the only phoenix-gryphon that treated her as if she were something more than a barely tolerated peasant. He was the reason she had first been allowed in Skyhaven.

I don't even know where he is now.. She thought mournfully as she trotted down the hall and tried to keep to one side of the glittering throng. He said he'd come back, but I don't know where he is.

Her feathers flattened down along her head as she tried to remember the last time she'd seen him. The last time she'd known his love and affection for her. The last time she'd felt as if she were a part of this place. Ever since he'd left she'd been lost in the world and only tolerated when she'd found a service she could offer them. The young gryphon flicked her tail back and forth behind her and paused to let a vibrant red pair of drakes pass by her as they moved towards the great ball room. She had once been able to go to the ballroom with her brother. His glittering azure form had led her into the banquet and settled her right next to him. She paused and stared after the phoenix-gryphons with a moment of regret. She wished he would at least send her word that he was alright and happy. She would be happy if only she knew that he was alright.

:Come on! Move it, spots!: An annoyed mind voice chirped at her a moment before a large fiery yellow hen pushed past her. :Stick to the edges!:

The noble hen lifted her beak up in annoyed before trotting away with the crowd and left her behind. Hatsuyuki clicked her beak together a few times before putting on a burst of speed. She went past the ball room and then started up the ramp that led to one of the towers. It was the start of summer and at the changing on that season she had to do her duty and job. It was the only reason they kept her here and it wasn't as terrible as doing something like cleaning out the latrine pits or working at making new houses. It was something she was good at, even if it did make things hard during the fall and spring when it was hard to move around. She was an egg-surrogate, one of only three in all of Skyhaven. That made her valuable.

Avalerion had made a few comments about the fact that the hens no longer wanted to marr their bodies by carrying their own eggs. He'd talked about it with annoyance at their high handed ways and how they were starting to grow lazy. They cared more about their looks then their young. They didn't want to look heavy and fat, something that her brother often said made the hens look truly lovely. Instead they started to hire surrogates who would take on the eggs when they were able to be passed on to another female. It wasn't a job that was always comfortable, but it was one that gave her a roof over her head and food to eat. Even if it did mean that she was barely able to walk by the time they were ready to hatch.

She paused by a large set of doors on the upper level of the tower that led into the bower of one of the higher placed hens. She turned her head around to tug open one of her saddle bags so that she could make sure that she was coming to the right place. She'd gotten the glittering invitation the night before that commanded her services at the hour just after noon for her to arrive at a certain bower for an afternoon's entertainment. It didn't say that they wanted her to be used for her services in being a surrogate, but it was summer. She could see many of the hens walking around with slightly swollen bellies, and in the next few days would appear again smooth and trim as they had been before being mated. It was the way of things.

:Come in, don't sit in the hall like a lump.: The door opened and a solid white gryphon with bright green eyes peered down at her. The servant clicked his beak in annoyance. :Come along now.:

:I'm sorry, I was just making sure I had the right place.: Hatsu chirped in response as she slipped past the servant. :I do have the right place?:

:Her Ladyship is in the bower with Lady Mara.: The drake gave a bob of his beak towards the side room.

:Thank you.: She murmured and flicked her tail down a touch.

She knew her way around this room. She'd been here last season when the azure gryphon had a clutch in her. The azure hen wasn't as bad as most people, she reminded Hatsu a lot of her brother and was often kind and would offer her special treats. Still, she never treated her like an equal or offered her a place in the upper parts of Skyhaven. Hatsu lived in the servants quarters and only came up here when her services were needed. Still, it was better it was the Lady Laila who would always treat her with some dignity and respect for what she offered. The little snow hen trotted past the partially spread doors and into the bower that was filled with prismatic light and thick soft silk pillows.

"Ah there you are Hatsuyaki!" Laila's voice purred a greeting from one of the soft beds. "Mara, this is Hatsuyuki, our lost Avalerion's younger half sister."

Hatsu executed a low bow towards the pair of vibrantly blue gryphon hens that rested on a pile of pillows. Their bodies glittered with false sparks that drifted down along the edges of the neck feathers and the long curling crests. It wasn't just fire that caught the light, but the jewels that had been applied to the largest of their feathers. They were beautiful the same way a sculpture was beautiful. Still, the blue shapes reminded her so much of her lost brother. She lifted her head up before executing a sweeping bow with her wings fluttering forward and one foreleg extended out in front of her.

"Oh my, I take it that she didn't get the more noble aspects of his birth." The slightly smaller lighter blue hen chirped softly. "Still, the white and black is pleasing enough."

"Come here, Hatsu, it's been a long time since I last saw you." Laila stood up and crooned out as she lifted a blue foreclaw to summon the little hen forward.

"Yes, Lady Laila," Hatsu padded towards the edge of the pillows and up close she could see the slightly swollen bellies on both of the hens. "It is my pleasure to serve you again."

"I'll just bet it is, lovely girl." One of the lady's blue foreclaws moved forward to cup just beneath the curve of her short beak. "Always found the owl aspects appealing, myself."

"They are unique. Not at all like those big eagle fellows." Mara stood up and Hatsu shivered when one of the broad paws moved down to run along the line of her spine. "Yes, not bad looking at all."

The little arctic hen knew the pattern of a meeting such as this and like always it made her curl her toes slightly and arch upwards into the touch. The agile toes curled along her scruff and drew her in closer until she was nearly rubbing up along Mara's chest. Her long tail twitched back and forth as the blue feathers tickled against her own soft white ones. She shivered when the blunt claws moved and trailed along the curve of her spine all the way towards her haunches. Her tail jerked slightly when they moved towards the bottom and she dropped herself down onto her belly. She let her beak face Laila as she nuzzled and rubbed lightly along the edge of the blue foreleg. This was the part she loved best of all about her job.

Mara moved and one of the azure gryphon's paws slipped along the curve of Hatsu's hips until she squirmed and rolled over onto her back. It let her wriggle forward so that she could nuzzle beneath Laila's body. Her tongue flicked and curled lightly right along the lower belly where the vestigial teats could be found. Her encouragement came from Laila's churring and the arch of the hips above her so that Hatsu could lick down lower with swipes of her rasping little tongue. The smaller phoenix gryphon seemed content on rubbing her toes right along her white spotted belly. The gentle touches kneaded against the trim curve and the pads trailed all the way down until they brushed along the inside curve of her haunches.

Hatsu moved her forepaws up to wrap around Laila's haunches so that her beak could drop down lower and trail all the way down towards the loins. The soft feline shaped folds were just above the curve of her small beak. She chirped softly and lifted her head up until her tapered tongue could flick out and give a slow flickering caress over it. The gentle touch traced along the outer folds and curled inwards as a far larger beak nudged between her own spotted haunches. Mara's beak spread her hind legs open wide until the larger tongue could flick against her outer lips and curled upwards. The slow stroke made a tremor run down along her back as she stifled a soft whimper. The hot wet touch caressed along the outer edges of the folds and pulled upwards.

The little snow gryphon didn't concentrate on that sensation, she busied herself by curling her tongue upwards right against Laila's folds. She let her rasping tongue slip just between them and curl along the exposed clit lightly. She felt the hen tense up slightly before a dribble of wetness coated against her beak in reward. She licked her tongue out at the sweet test and then curled it upwards again to give a light sweeping stroke. She tried to concentrate as best she could, she let her tongue dance over the clit and trail downwards over the urethra and then lower to tease lightly at the opening. She knew that she had to work the other hen up to get her ready for transferring the eggs as much as she had to be worked up. It was her duty and her pleasure.

Mara was doing her duty as well. The tongue curled and stroked downwards until Hatsu let out a whimpering cry when the long powerful tongue plunged into her. Her folds clenched down in reaction and she had to stop working at Laila's cunny as her body was explored by the agile tongue. Her own wetness coated the slippery appendage as she panted out short shallow breaths. Her eyes narrowed down to slits as the tongue tip pushed so deep inside of her that it nearly brushed her cervix. It was only when the powerful azure hips of the hen above her pushed down that she could force herself to concentrate again.

She used her own smaller tongue to work into the silken passage and rubbed the edge of her beak along the inner thighs. Laila's crooning voice was filled with approval as Hatsuyuki panted in short soft bursts. The scent of the hen filled her nares as worked her tongue in delicate little strokes to tease the silken passage that contracted and quivered around her. She let her tongue slip deeper until she was tickling as far as she could go before slipping out again. The was the very best part of being a surrogate, to be roused and worked up to her needy peak and tease the hen as well. She let her forepaws move upwards to wrap around the curve of the hips and slipped her tongue out to curl right around the quivering swollen clit.

"Rrrrr, wet as a hen's first heat." Mara's voice was a bit thick as the tongue pulled out of her passage. Hatsu couldn't stop the little whimper.

"She's one of the best, sister." Laila crooned in response and the hips gave a little rock. "Such an eager little hen."

Hatsu flushed, but didn't stop stroke and flickering her tongue against the plump rise of the clit. She didn't even stop when she felt the pad of a fore toe slipping down to rub back and forth against her puffy furred mound. She squirmed and lashed her tail back and forth in response as she was explored and her wetness clung against the digit. Her breathing was coming out fast and heavy against the swollen mons, and still she let her tongue dance over the clit before pushing down to wiggle back into the slippery delicious passage. The juices clung to her curved beak while she braced herself against the probing blunt talon against her opening.

Mara's digit pushed inwards slowly and the little snow hen felt her walls stretching open eagerly around it. The penetration sent a flush of need through her and she arched her back upwards before pushing her haunches up. The inches sank into her needy body and made her pant in short shallow breaths. Each one came out as a gasp as the digit slid in and out slowly. The blunt talon was almost a hint of the barbs that should have been used to rouse her to need, it tickled and stroked over the slippery passage while she crooned out a bit louder. Her beak dropped away from Laila's folds and she cried out as her walls clamped down as hard as they could around the digit. She squeezed and milked around it helplessly as she tried to pull what she wanted from it.

She had done this before, the hot need that rocked through her body that made her want to feel the hot fertile splash of seed inside of her. Her quivering folds pulled and squeezed, but all she felt was the slow thrusts in and out as Laila moved from above her. She dropped her head back and felt the juice slipping along the edge of her beak as she suppressed a whimper. The other hen chortled softly as she pulled her digit back and Hatsu tried to clench down to stop it from leaving her empty. She whimpered and wriggled against the pillows with her wings partially spread. Every nerve was afire and her folds were swollen and glistened between her hind legs.

"Your part is done, m'dear." Hatsu opened an eye to see Laila preen her sister's neck feathers. The vivid blue eyes of Laila were all iris as the pupils were pinned with need. "Though I would let her get you ready. Her tongue is lovely."

"So I saw." Mara purred in agreement before licking one of her digits with a flick of her tapered tongue. "Avalerion certainly has lovely genes on both sides it seems."

Laila chattered laughter, but it was distracted. The larger blue gryphon moved with a cascade of fluttering flames falling from her wings and stepped over the trembling young hen. Hatsu's legs were forced upwards as the haunches slipped over her and she scrambled a bit to hook her hind legs just in front of Laila's The position left her entirely bare as the hen crouched over her and pressed her gravid belly against the trim one. It only took a moment of shifting and fluttering wings before the little snow gryphon whimpered out as the kiss of slickened folds against her own. The brush of them teased and stroked over the pearl of her clit as the older female gave a shifting grind forward and then back. The shared arousal clung together in sticky strands between their folds before Laila found her position and settled down together with a hiss.

Hatsuyuki clicked her damp beak and squirmed a bit as she felt the belly tensing up against her. She curled her toes and leaned back with a panting whimper, but her apprehension was forgotten as the lighter of the hens slipped over her. The long tail feathers tickled her chest as a large paw moved to cup the back of her head and guided her beak upwards. She kissed Mara's folds with a gentle brush of her tongue just as Laila hissed out and the stomach pressed against her own tensed up. She could feel the folds fluttering against her own swollen ones before they started to part slightly. She knew what was happening, the phoenix gryphon was expelling her eggs through her quivering passage by some magic only their kind knew.

Hatsu pushed her tongue up to stroke lightly right over the edge of Mara's folds as she willed her body to relax. The hot slippery wetness that spread over her folds only grew as she felt Leila's cunny spreading open before something fiery hot and slippery pushed up against her. The edge of the egg pushed her folds inwards in an intimate embrace that had her muffling her cries by pushing her tongue upwards into the hen above her. She worked her tongue in slippery curling strokes that pulled along the passage and felt the walls clutching around the rasping appendage. The forepaw that curled behind her head kneaded coaxingly as she felt her own passage starting to be spread open around the egg. The force of it growing as Laila hissed out a bit harder.

Her outer folds spread open wider and wider around the orb. It wasn't as large as it would get when the shell would harden, but it was large enough for the small snowy gryphon to hiss a bit when she felt it straining her open. It pushed caressingly along the nub of her clit and sparked pleasure as her body began to yawn and strain. The slippery wetness coated the egg and helped to lubricate it as Hatsu shifted her haunches until she could feel the spongy passage stretching to squeeze around it. She paused in her wet kisses to Mara's loins to concentrate as she'd been trained. She squeezed her muscles down, but not in a contraction meant to pull out, but to pull inwards. It's what all surrogates learned and it still sent a tremor of pleasure through her.

She had trained her muscles to suckle and squeeze the egg upwards, no matter that it was far far larger then any drake she might take. Her body was stretching and the muscles rippled as inch by inch it was pulled into her until Laila let out a hiss of relief and Hatsuyuki was left whimpering at the uncomfortably full feeling. It wasn't painful, but it wasn't quite pleasure either, but the larger hen gave a shifting grind that brushed over her clit. It sent a tremor of pleasurable heat through her and Hatsu leaned up to run her tongue right along the soft edges of Mara's folds. She gathered up the wetness found there on the tip of her tongue and swallowed the sweet nectar down. She moved her forepaws up to wrap around the haunches to hold herself braced and to rub her beak up even closer.

The soft hiss was her warning before she felt the intimate teasing stroke of Laila's folds being spread open as her body pushed out the second egg. Her own body was shaking a bit as the smooth edge rubbed right over her clit and rubbed her inner lips. The first egg was being pulled up to press against her clit as she tried to brace for the second orb. The shifting push of the hips spread her folds open until she could feel the intense heat of the phoenix-gryphon egg pushing into her body. The heat spread outwards while her walls strained to take it and pulled it in deeper. Her breath catching in her throat while she used the round top her beak to grind along Mara's clit.

The wetness slid along her beak and coated it so that her tongue danced out constantly as she kept the other gryphon aroused. Her white paws clutched the hips and trembled a bit as she squeezed her internal muscles tightly and felt the first egg wedge itself into her cervix and start to spread the tight bottle neck open. It spread wider and wider as she churred out and let out a breathless cry when the pressure reached its peak and spread the opening wide around the orb until it could be contracted enough to send the orb into her vulnerable welcoming belly. The second nuzzling up against her cervix as she flexed her inner muscles and felt the hen's hips grinding back and forth against her.

The hot slippery wetness rubbed between them and coated her outer lips in the thick slippery nectar. The aroused scents flooded her nares, both from the hen above her and hen below. Her beak was coated with both as she pulled at Mara's hips and plunged her tongue inwards to rasp it right over the slightly rough patch of the g-spot. Her strokes fluttered back and forth as she heard the light hen cry out a sound of pleasure. The hot walls clamped down and squeezed around her tongue, while Laila gave a short pushing grind of her hips. The third egg pushed right against her opening and started to spread her lips open wider.

The snow hen whimpered a little bit and pushed her hips up in a grind to push the shell briefly along her clit. As her outer lips were spread open she didn't feel pain, she felt a flush of intense need that made her want to squirm back and forth. Her walls stretched open and squeezed tightly about the orb as it pushed into her wet channel and forced out some of her own nectar to coat her inner thighs. The quivering hot walls of the azure gryphoness brushed against her as inch by inch the orb sank into her body. The penetration was so close to what she truly wanted, no matter that it was the wrong size and shape, that she had to drop her beak away from the other hen. She cried out softly as Laila's own contracting walls forced the egg into her quivering eager body. Her pleasure rushed up to wrap around her while she squeezed her eyes shut tight. The swollen orb was drawn deep within her by her milking muscles as the weight shifted above her.

"Your turn, sister." Laila panted breathlessly. The little snow hen was almost too insensible with pleasure to truly understand what was being said.

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"Now, you'll take good care of them." Laila churred and Hatsu nodded her damp head up and down. "That's a good little thing. Go on now, I'm sure my cook will feed you something extra nice."

"Yes, Lady Laila." The little hen got to her shaking legs and ducked her head towards the sprawled and panting Mara.

She'd done her job and done it well. Her belly was drawn taut around a clutch of six eggs. They were eggs that would have plumpened a phoenix-gryphon hen a bit, but on the smaller snow gryphon she was nearly waddling with them. They stood out against her sides until she could almost feel the shape of each one outlined against her fur, but it was only the start. They'd grow larger before she'd have to lay them, but that would be a ways away. For now she would be able to eat as much as she could hold of the best tid bits the cook could find for her and then she would be allowed to sleep here until she recovered and was sure the eggs would remain with her. She would be pampered.

Hatsuyuki waddled out of the doors and licked her beak, the wet arousal still clung there as she flicked her tongue in and out a few times. Her muscles felt relaxed and languid as she passed through the lounging room and towards the kitchens. The edge of her orgasms still hadn't faded and her only thought was muted contentment. The nervousness of laying the clutch would wait, for now, all she wished to do was to eat, roll over and dream. Dream of a time when the time of her heat wouldn't be satisfied by the swell of eggs being pushed inside of her, but the hard sharp thrust of a drake's shaft and the rasp of barbs within her.

I wonder what it would feel like to have my own eggs.. She thought sleepily and passed into the kitchen. For now, it was enough she had earned another year in Skyhaven. Another year waiting for her brother to return to her again. Another year of comfort and peace.