Hard work has it's rewards
This story contains acts of sex between two males, so if that doesn't offend you in some way, c'mon in. Story is (c) 2005 QG. May require form 12/2C in triplicate.
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Lion unlocked the door and walked into the cool darkness of his apartment. He gave the door a gentle swat to close it. A simple twist locked the door and kept the outside world at bay. Lion took a deep breath, the cool air rushing into his body, driving out the demonic heat of the summer sun. He started to step off to the bathroom, where a lukewarm shower called out to him, but arms that circled his wet midriff prevented that from happening.
Gryphon had been in the kitchen, preparing the evening meal that he and Lion would share. The key in the door brought pointed ears up, and soft footfalls on the carpet whispered away the loneliness that a day off through the week brought.
Gryphon nuzzled his lion, breathing in the scents of a long day working. Lion had protested at first, so many months ago. But, he quickly learned that Gryphon didn't mind the smells of an unwashed lion. He said Lion's musk chanted strange things in his head, songs of passion and pleasure that spoke to the wild animal that lived deep in the heart of all the beasts.
Lion's shirt was quickly taken off, revealing a chest of darker fur that trailed down from his mane. Gryphon couldn't get enough of that, the tawny gold halo that faded into coal black, and trailed down Lion's entire body, mixing with the black-washed fur that covered the rest of his muscular frame. Gryphon had spent many hours with his beak nestled in the luxurious expanse of black that covered Lion's head. He loved to trace the black tipped ears, listening to the soft purrs that spoke of contentment.
Gryphon buried his beak in the expanse of black that trailed partway down Lion's back. He took in the rich scents of the day?s labor. He ran clawed talons gently though wet fur. Gryphon wanted to stay that way forever, lost in a sea of smells, but he knew his lion was tired and hungry.
A shower, something Gryphon wished they could share. But, there simply was not enough hot water in the tiny heater to wash all the soap from their fur. Food, easy enough, that was almost ready. A movie on TV later, perhaps. Bed, sleep, the place where Gryphon could curl up with his Lion and dream of those far off places Lion had come from.
Gryphon let his arms slide from around Lion. Lion started to move away, but a gentle paw on his shoulder stopped him. He turned and mrrowwled at the gryphon, who did nothing but stare into those deep golden eyes for a moment. Those eyes had caught him almost a year ago and had never let go. Burnished gold with spokes of umber framed a portal of blackness deeper than anything the universe could offer.
With a deep breath, Gryphon tore himself away. There were things that needed taken care of. Lion wouldn't admit it, but Gryphon knew that a hard day's work made the spirit sing. It made the body tired, but built other energies that had to be released.
Gryphon let his paw run though Lion's black chest fur, down to the black belt that looped through the dirt-stained jeans that covered Lion's legs. He pulled on the belt, releasing the buckle, and undoing the snap behind it. Lion's jeans slid to the floor.
Gryphon sank to his knees as Lion stepped out of the puddle of dirty clothing. The cat moved without hurry, almost flowing forward. He stopped in front of the prone gryphon. Gryphon took in the seductive pose, the slightly spread legs, the hips pushed oh-so-slightly forward, the muzzle drooped forward so he could see lazy eyelids blink slowly over golden orbs. Black lips opened slightly to drop a long-distance kiss on the gryphon's slack beak.
Gryphon pulled his gaze away. He gently started to nuzzle the wet fur in-between Lion's legs, running up against the nap, and back down to smooth the fur. He worked his way upwards, towards the lion's furry balls. Slowly, not quite teasing, but not quite fast enough. Slowly, until his beak just touched the tips of the fur of the lowest-hanging one. He slipped his head forward until his nares were underneath of lion's furry sack.
Gryphon raised his head slightly, draping lion's balls across the cere of his beak. He took a deep breath, dragging cool air across the still damp fur, and extracting a grunt from lion as his body reacted to the sudden sensation. Gryphon let his eyes close as he took in the powerful smell of an adult lion. The scent he had come to know so well, that smell that identified this cat as his lover. A scent that no one else could ever have.
Gryphon drew his head back, wiping Lion's scent down the length of his beak. Lion's pink tip was pushing out of it's sheath. Gryphon quickly flicked his rough tongue across it, making Lion shudder. A moment later, Lion exposed himself fully to his gryphon. Had Gryphon undressed himself, a similar sight would have greeted Lion. A thick, purplish-red rod that pushed out of the now drawn-back fur, with a smaller segment a few inches later that tapered to a blunt, downward point. Not huge, but not small. Just right for a Lion (or a Gryphon.)
Gryphon licked the underside of his lover's erect shaft. Having a beak had some disadvantages. He couldn?t really take his lover inside his mouth, like Lion could do to him. He could lick, and he could let Lion pulse his cock across his small, but rough tongue. But it didn't really matter. Lion didn't last long. No lion did, but that didn't really matter much.
A handful of licks later and Lion was grunting softly, his body reacting to the rough gryphony tongue that washed over his erection. Gryphon knew his lover was close, and he gently closed his beak around the swollen member, licking lower until he was pressed against the wet fur of Lion's stomach.
Lion bucked and came into his lover's beak, thin bitter liquid shooting quick and hard from his tip. As quick as it started, it ended, and Lion sagged gently while his lover cleaned the now receding shaft.
Gryphon stood up and slowly circled his arms around the lion. Lion leaned against his lover, resting from both the day?s exertion and the pleasure he had just been given. His eyes finally opened to see Gryphon motion him towards the small bathroom where a hot shower waited.
Lion pulled from his lover's arms, and with a seductive tail swish he walked into the bathroom and out of sight. Gryphon waited until he heard the hiss of running water before letting out a sigh and returning to his cooking. He was really lucky to have such a wonderful lover.