Keeping Shop
The door to the small shop opened with a soft plink of the bell jingling lightly above it, followed by the wooden creaking and scraping of the wooden door dragging along the smooth stone flooring of the dusky shop. The harsh warm sun spilled into the room, golden rays of light twinkling upon the ever present dust in the air, but the figure stepped into store and the door released another pained creak before shutting with an equally noisy clatter, leaving only the sound of a quiet pattering dribble.
As the lighting seemed to adjust to the no longer obtrusive effects of the outside, the store slowly could come into focus for the entering figure. His canid eyes taking stock of the nearby satellite tables and racks, filled with vials of various liquids and powered, or a table with a collection of tombs upon it. He gave his slight brown cloak a light brush as he was finally able to spy the furthest reaches of the store, taking in the walls, lined with a similar collection of items, now with a scattering of various blades and other instruments of injury. However, last for him to place his eyes upon was the space before him, where a stone counter stretched across the far wall, a few various shelves and globes upon it but it all seemed to frame the figure in the middle of the counter.
The figure, and proprietor of the establishment was quite clearly an avian. His slender black beak glistened in the slight dim light of the shop, however the dim light dimly shone off the handsome dark feathers along his upper half, which disappeared into the dark blue robe he was currently clad in. Atop his head, there were a pair of tail, fox like ears, which brought into question his avian stature slightly, leading to the conclusion that he was a rare gryphon, and despite his slender figure, and placement in such a benign shop, he was quite clearly a powerful creature. Even as the wolf padded across the stone floor, he could feel the energy seeming to radiate from the being, though it was nothing to be afraid of, it still tended to make lesser beings somewhat cautious of his presence.
However, the wolf knew he was not a being to be feared, at least not in this circumstance. As he closed the distance between them, he could see just the top of a very thick white scaled coils, glossy black diamonds traveling down the back of the thick heavy train of coils that disappeared behind the gryphon. Before he had to open his mouth though, the gryphon opened his eyes and lifted his beak, as though coming alive from a pleasant slumber as he gazed with the directness of a hawk at the entering, and slightly apprehensive wolf.
"You are here for the Tellus Serum, yes?" He said, with a rather plane tone, eyes gazing sharply into the wolf's brown eyes. His clear voice only punctured by the ever constant sound of something wet dripping quite steadily.
"Ah, y-yes!" Quickly stammered the wolf, not expecting the sudden exchange as he stood slightly awkwardly back from the counter, seemingly fixed in the position that the bird had first gazed upon him. His ears twitching slightly from the acute sound of something splattering, it sounded heavy and thick, and it sounded like it was against the stone floor, but he simply rationalized that if the bird was not mentioning the sound then likely had no reason to either.
The avian reached over to his right, simply plucking a small, thumb size vial filled with a dull red powder that was easily within reach, as though expected. It was stopped with a small cork top and around it was a little white ribbon of twine which shook slightly as he set it down on the counter before his crossed arms resting on the stone surface. The gryphon quickly responded with the similarly idle tone, "That will be forty six peese".
The wolf nodded and quickly stuffed his hands into this cloak, fishing out the golden squares by the pawful before he carefully spilled them upon the desk, having counted and knowing the amount beforehand. The small golden chips clinked and spread out in a small mound before the bird, who lowered his gaze briefly, before mystically pulling an arm out and using it as a scoop to pull it back towards his body where he seemingly pulled it right off the counter into some sort of space between himself and counter, out of the wolf's vision, and without so much as a sound of coins clinking in a bag.
The wolf stood still for a moment, expecting some sort of indication that he should take the vial before him, but since none came and the moment grew stale with the sound of wetness along with the heavy scent of latex, he carefully grabbed the small vial in his paw and the moment he did, the gryphon simply offered, "Please come again." Indicating that their exchange was over and it was indeed time for the wolf to retreat through the door that he came into.
He quietly said a quick "Thank you" and hastily turned tail before padding back out of the store, his ear still noticeably twitching from the constant dribbling sound that seemed to pick up flow and fill the space between the sound of his pads brushing against the warm stone floor and the door opening before closing.
Once the door closed with its finite clang, the bird spoke up a little. "That's enough pet." He said, with a soft, pleased sigh trailing from the words as he slumped over the counter top. His robes puffed out with the sudden flumping over the surface.
There was a slight pause before a wet slurp, came from under the bird, whose legs were spread wide, followed by the louder messy splattering to mark an end to the steady dribbling. The back of his robe pulling up from where the thick heavy white coils seemed to vanish under them, as whatever it was seemed to rise up, a sibilant, "Yes, my Masssster" sounding from the space under his robe.
Beneath him, his summoned creature, and now slave was doing his pleasurable duty to his Master, pleasuring him in any way he saw fit, and even some ways he did not. The current method of pleasuring his lover and creator, was by tasting deep within his asshole, sliding his tongue deep into his Master's belly and pumping his rear end full of his own special brand of saliva, and upon being told to stop he had slid the thick, cordlike length of his tongue from the gryphon's loosened sphincter. The snake creature's saliva a thick, almost syrup, latex like substance that clung to the flesh of his Master and as his tongue withdrew, inches and inches of thick black slimy tongue, the lips of the bird's ass pussy puckered slightly, swelling as the edges of his hot, well worked asshole pushed out, thick inky strands of the snake's saliva oozed down from his gaping opening before messily and audibly dripping on the floor under his paws. An enormous collection of dark slime had pooled around the pair and as the snake withdrew his lips from the lips of his Master's ass cunt, another hot gush of saliva spilled fourth from him, splattering messily down his neck and throat just as it joined the rest on the floor.
He drew his head back, raising the hem of the gryphon's blue cloak, as he pulled away, keeping his own large scaled hands upon the bird's hips and his thumbs hooked around the bird's ass cheeks, exposing his gaping hole to the private back wall of the shop. The snake's sharp black and white slitted eyes, fixated upon the incredibly arousing sight of his Master's rear entrance gaping and drooling steadily. He watched as the lips of his cunt, darkened with snake saliva, drooled and pulsed steadily, slowly withdrawing before pushing back out as the gryphon teased his pet, flexing his ass and pushing another thick gush of saliva from his bowels. Though the gryphon could not see behind him, he could almost feel the snake's lecherous gaze upon his asshole and determining he had gifted his being with enough of a treat of his body he clenched his asshole, the spread muscular ring squeezing tight and eking out a single last droplet of dark, latex saliva before it returned to its tight, normal state, albeit as he relaxed the tight bud of muscle drooled a little.
He gave a playful smile as his snake gave a disappointed hiss from behind him, before he felt the hem of his robe pull up along the small of his back. The large Naga slowly pushed himself up against the smaller bird, his shoulders just the width of the latex being's chest, his chest pressing against the pair of dark black wings resting against the gryphon's back as he lifted the gryphon into a straight standing position. As he did, his head towered easily a foot higher than the bird's, before he lowered it slightly, kissing the side of the bird's skull and giving a lewd whisper into his ear, just a very hot, and slimy thing pushed between the gryphon's thighs and ass.
The snake's thick and prehensile cock snake squirmed between the tight space of the bird's thighs, making the gryphon give out a hissing sigh of pleasure as the smooth, loose white skin along the shaft drew back along the firm girth, to which the hybrid snake and phallic like head of his cock pressed against the back of the gryphon's swollen testicals. It's soft, fleshy lips tugging and kissing over the thin fur on his sack as a thicker, darker, richer latex drooled from its lips over his flesh, a testament to the snake's arousal.
The snake hissed softly into his Master's head, "You are so very gloriously attractive Master. Pleasssse, close the shop so I may ravage you. So I may worship your body and taste your bare flesh, so I may make you cry out in pleasure to the heavens, and so I may fill your body with my warmth, my love, and my essence..."
The gryphon took a long pause, his slender, sexy figure arching lightly to press back against the snake's larger figure, a soft moan escaping his beak from the hot desire evident in his plaything's voice. He gave a lustful huff and nodded lightly, pinned between the shop counter, and the large scaled creature behind him. "Let me close the shop first my plaything, then you may worship me" He answered excitedly.
"Yes, my beautiful God. Though may I be blessed by your sexual gloriousness to gaze upon your form bare as you close your shop?" He offered with a flick of his thick black tongue along the cheek of the gryphon, leaving a few droplets of dark latex, hidden amongst the dark feathers there.
"I think... this once." He said after a pregnant moment, though as soon as the words left his beak, the snake's large hands seemed to slide up his lower belly, tugging apart the loose blue robe of his handsome master. He carefully collected up the blue robe, plucking it free of his body as he slithered backwards slightly, giving his master the space to walk towards the front of the room, bare as the day he was hatched, with significantly more flesh showing as his canid length was quite blatantly jutting from his white furred plump sheath.
The snake watched with hungry eyes, as his thick prehensile shaft slowly swayed and writhed against his belly, the slimy white flesh sliding back and forth, rolling over the head of his length like a strange sort of latex foreskin that folded back like the hood of a cobra on his rather heavy length. Both of the snakes drooled from their maws as they watched as the powerful bird teasingly walked to the front door of his shop. The single isle of the store acting as a teasing catwalk from behind the counter as the gryphon walked gingerly across the stone, his slender legs, canid in their form, lead up to the strong, yet tight thigh muscles and a muscular ass, tight and firm. Normally his lower, canid half was covered in white fur, however in this instance, with his tail raised as it was, the snake watched as his ass, matted with black, glossy latex twisted and the cheeks swayed slightly with each step, showing teasing glimpses of the bare flesh of his entrance between them, tight, and a healthy pink flesh as he covered the distance between himself and the door. His upper half glistened brighter from the small streams of light filling through the edges of the door, coated in handsome, long black blade like feathers across his entire form, it hid the slight muscular definition but made his figure fill out slightly giving him an incredibly handsome frame as he gave his shop a flick, using a very simple mental magic to slide the bolts of the door into place before he turned around, giving the snake a whole new eyeful.
Where the bird's ass was tight and handsome, his front showed just how much else he had to offer, as the heavy red canid shaft, seemingly heavy in its own weight jutted from his sheath and pointed right up at his snake slave, fat droplets of clear pre cum beading at the pointed tip of his length rolled down its impressive spire to wet the thin velvety furs along his even more impressive testicals. They were covered in a similarly beautiful white fur, but were wet and matted from his cock secretions which were quite apparently, very numerous. The snake's eyes left his shaft to travel up his form as he re-approached the scaled servant, following the tight fur along his white belly, till it the bottom of his ribs where the dark heavy coat of black feathers traveled up along his form.
He slowly rounded the edge of the counter, a wide smile upon his beak as he gazed back upon the immensely aroused serpent slave, who simply mustered "I must have you".
The gryphon reached up around the snake's neck, grasping the white collar as a handle before tugging on it firmly as he guided the latex being through the back door of the store disappearing into the even dimmer darkness beyond.