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Lira shifted her hindquarters for the eleventh time. Naran kept track of it, for whenever she did, his gaze hovered to that sheen, right under her tail.

He tossed one more twig onto the fire, gulped over her drawn-out huff, then coughed. Barely any moisture remained on his tongue. He swallowed it all in his attempts to forget the sight of Lira's hindquarters, the fire's reflection upon the slick fur between her flanks, his own bulge. That was the hardest to forget, for he was harder than the boulder he stood on.

He tossed one more branch onto the fire, then another, and another. When there was no more wood, he began twiddling with his thumbs. When that proved ineffective, he inspected the cuts and scrapes along his arms, the torn leather across his flank where a sword struck. The night's chill crept through it, making his skin prickle.

If only the same chill numbed his throbbing cock. No matter how much he denied it, the problem persisted. To his left, Lira did the same. She busied herself with a wing, head tucked among mahogany feathers as her beak ruffled them with surprising dexterity. Like him, the gryphon preened herself more times than he could count since they set up camp. When she finished her left wing, Lira shifted her hindquarters yet again--this time in his direction--and began working on her other wing.

Naran gulped, so hard his tight throat hurt. Each flick of her tail revealed that tormenting patch of wet fur, and in its center, two wan, glistening lips surrounding her pink crevice. Naran averted his gaze from it, but the damage had already been done. His member writhed in its confines like a caged beast, pulsing and throbbing. Naran grit his teeth to suppress any sound that might alert Lira.

A stifled yelp passed.

Lira's head swung in his direction, her pupils large as coal beads in the penetrating gloom. She chirped--a low sound full of affection that made Naran shiver-- and got onto her feet.

Don't come here don't come here don't--

Naran's train of thought was interrupted by the rustle of grass and the flap of wings. Lira was on her feet. Stretching, most likely. Yes. She leaned forward, her wings spreading their full formidable length, then shifted her weight on her hindquarters. Her talons raked the dirt, and her tail stiffened with the motion. Her flanks rose to the sky...

And her smooth lips parted to reveal her slick, twitching tunnel.

Naran's teeth sank into his lower lip. His member rammed against his breeches, so hard he gasped and shifted one leg over the other to trap the damn thing. The added pressure only made it worse. A fire welled within his stiffened meat, demanding release. He removed his leg, only to shift it back on top of the other with blinding speed when Lira turned towards him.

Did it cover his bulge? He chanced a quick look, but noticed no difference. Lira's trudging footsteps forced his gaze back to her. He smiled as much as his numb lips allowed, and pushed himself up.

Lira croaked. Her head tilted to the side, eyes fixed on his groin. Naran's stomach sank, and his temples threatened to burst with pent-up pressure. He took a step towards her, then switched to a shuffle to accommodate the tightness within his loins.

The walk took forever. He only realized Lira dropped on her belly when he settled under a sprawled wing. Warmth radiated from her splotched coat. Ebony dots marred her feline hindquarters until they dissipated among a sea of feathers. Fluff coated the transition between her feline and avian halves, followed by wan feathers that grew in shape, color and roughness. Some started to molt to make room for more durable feathers. Naran dabbed at them, feeling their soft texture between his fingers.

Just when the bulge of his loins subsided, Lira's hindquarters began to sway--no, rock. She bumped against Naran, once, twice, thrice, until the human scrambled to his knees, away from her twitching wings. What could she possibly dream--

No, it wasn't dreams. Her swaying movement had a pattern. Back and forth, and shivers traversed her flanks when a clump of grass poked her nether lips. She rubbed her needy area against it, a mellow chirp rumbling in her throat.

Naran hardened instantly at her effort to scratch the bothersome itch, at the gooey shin coating the grass, at her shuddering lips. He knew how erratic gryphons became during their first heat. They ignored their human Riders and spent days at a time away, in search for potential mates to satisfy their urges.

Not Lira. Not his Lira. She remained at his side, mentioned nothing of her cravings, and used a clump of grass to satisfy her urges.

"Lira..." he mumbled as het pat her rump. The gryphoness froze. Naran chanced a curt glance, and sighed in relief when her eyes didn't meet his. Good. He wasn't able to look into her eyes, not during...this.

He continued to caress her rumps, to scratch along her back, to rub the sides of her belly, all the way down to her paws. Her pads were moist with the night's excitement, and more twitchy than usual. Her foot jerked from his grasp at a mere touch.

Naran wiped his clammy hands on his tunic, then dropped on his bottom by her hindquarters. His member protested with a jolt--a jolt that made him gasp so hard Lira jerked to her feet.

"It's nothi--it's nothing," Naran rushed his words. He pressed hard on her hindquarters, until she lay on her belly. How could she be so submissive, so serene in spite of this? Rivers trickled down Naran's skin within the sweltering confines of his tunic, and no matter how much he scratched and prodded at his member, the bulge didn't go away.

He dropped on his side along Lira's flanks and shut his eyes tight. He had to sleep. Tomorrow, they would search for the final bandit camp and thwart their attacks upon defenseless merchants and their wagons. It was a big day, tomorrow. Their final task before returning to the Aral'Eren Peak.

When sleep didn't come, Naran began caressing Lira's flank. He liked her muffled chirp. Always soothed him. So he ran his fingers along her smooth fur, and stared at the starlight sky until his bulge subsided and her fur turned damp from the sweat of his skin. He closed his eyes...

And winced as his fingers trailed along a warm, uneven, and slick surface. He didn't need to look to know what that was. Why her fur clumped around a patch of smoldering skin. Lira crooned under his touch, and adjusted her hindquarters until his fingers fell against her nether slit.

Naran's cock lurched against his breeches, sending shivers along his spine. Each swaying motion hurt more than the previous. Naran unfastened his breeches with surprising dexterity, rolled them down, grit his teeth at the caress of leather against his sensitive flesh, and gasped as his cock burst from its prison. It bobbed once, twice, each motion sending ripples of pleasure through his hardened meat. He grabbed it with his left hand while the other prodded at Lira's shivering lips. The gryphon cooed under his touch. Her muscle stiffened, her wings twitched, and the undulating motion of her lips forced him inwards.

He inserted the tip of one finger into her slick tunnel, and groaned. Her muscles contracted around his finger, just as his left hand did around his cock. He slithered forward, wriggling his fingers to get a feel for her insides. They clamped around him, then loosened, only to clamp again. Lira's murmur became a pitch higher, and her paws and tail twitched with renewed vigor as he inched deeper, and deeper into her.

Naran began rubbing his cock with short, terse strokes, his jaws tighter than Lira's needy muscles around his finger. The motion, her pungent, earthy, yet sweet scent, her mellow sounds--they sent Naran on edge. His meat hardened in his grip, and Naran bit into his lip to suppress a moan as his peak approached.

He squeezed his member hard, so hard he gasped as he retreated from Lira's reluctant grasp. The gryphon slammed her shuddering hindquarters against his fingers, chirping and croaking. Naran rubbed her slit, enough to turn her chirps to a low shriek, before he plunged into her nether depths again. This time, he inserted two fingers.

Her entrance widened and squelched under the assault. Her muscles tightened in his wake, milking his fingers. Naran wriggled his way through, up to the knuckles, until Lira's tail stiffened. Her rippling insides shuddered, and squeezed, and shuddered in quick succession.

She was close. So close. Naran sought to pull out and give her a moment of respite, but her tight muscles trapped his fingers.

Lira's paws quivered, then jerked. Her talons curled and raked at the earth beneath. Her shriek picked up until it became a roaring cry as the Gryphon's nether depths collapsed upon Naran. Fluids splashed against Naran's fingers, then burst through her occupied slit in thin spurts. Her spent muscles relaxed around Naran as the gryphoness slumped to her side, panting with the toll of pleasure.

Naran pulled out of Lira and latched his clammy hand around his rock hard cock. He smeared her fluids around his shaft. It took three strokes for pressure to well within his tight meat. It erupted with a thick spurt.

Naran curled in the grass, rubbing away the remaining bliss until it dissipated. He let go of his shrunken cock and chanced a look at Lira through bleary eyes. The gryphoness chirped, then scrambled to her feet.

She dropped next to Naran and extended a wing over him before beak sought his chest. Naran latched his arms around her neck to pull her into a tight hug. He didn't let go. Not even when Lira brought a forepaw around him and rested her chest against him. Her weight was a comforting one, and Naran fell asleep to her soft chirp.

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