You lean forward again, this time you turn your head so that it’s easier to position your lips, as you open her beak with a tongue, which she gladly returns.

You feel the gentle caress of the griffon mouth, as her tongue caresses yours. The feeling is indescribable as you feel them slip and rub around one another. You can already feel your face being to turn a darker shade of red, as the rush of emotions hits you like a tornado, you lean in a little further to continue the passionate embrace.

The loud thumping of Gilda’s heart beats against your body it’s a beautiful testament to the Griffons happiness, you try to pull back for a breath but she’s having none of it, as she wraps her talons around you head and neck and deepens the kiss, which despite having to take rapid fire breaths though your nose you are happy to return. She lets out a soft muffled moan as your mouths continue to meet and connect.

The moment continues for what feels like an eternity, as you both twist and turn, rolling over one another as you play an unspoken game of who can pin who down. Finally you both pull back almost simultaneously, which you hate to admit you are somewhat thankful for. The raw unadulterated passion of the moment was something that resonates through both your souls, however you’re lips are starting to hurt. As surprisingly soft as her beak was, it was still a beak and you’re still new to this.

You roll over for the final time, pinning her to the ground, she becomes surrounded in your arms as you leave the kiss a string of saliva connected to both of you falls to the floor, heavy panting the only answer as the two of you are at a loss for both words and breath.

You simply stay there for a moment, looking into each other’s eyes panting heavily. I never realised how beautiful her eyes were until now, you think as you stare into the amber rings.

“W-wow.” Came a shaky yet excited voice from the griffon’s mouth.

“Wow yourself.” You reply finally catching you breath.

“So that’s what a kiss feels like.” she whispers almost to herself.

You lift an eyebrow at the she griffon. “That was your first kiss?”

She chuckles at you punching your shoulder softly. “No, of course not! I've been kissed hundreds of times.”

You shake your head with a sigh. “Man you’re a stubborn one!”

She looks back at you with a crossed brow, though you can tell she isn't truly angry. “Hey watch it buddy, you just got back on my good side so tread lightly, as I was saying I have been kissed hundreds of times.”

“Hundreds really?”

“Okay a couple of times! But it wasn't anything special, and it was from a mare I used to know back in flight school.” She grumbles, turning from you for a moment.

You’re ashamed to admit that you sporting a pretty big hard-on right now from the idea of her and some mare ‘experimenting’ in college. I guess Lesbians are hot in any universe. You concede to yourself as you focus again on the griffon.

She turns to you again with a warm smile you can’t help but return.

“It was nice and everything, but that, that was something else, I’ve never felt anything like that before.”

“So um, I guess we should probably get going, it’s pretty dark and I’m torn to shit.” You show her your exposed chest which now doesn’t look that bad even though a small slither of blood drops down the skin.

“No way! Not after the stuff you put me through, today, I’m claiming my prize right here right now.” she states with a growing confidence that takes you completely by surprise, using all six of her appendages, she flings you off her, and onto the ground.

You barely have any time to react before she’s on top of you with a sultry smile that both arouses and scares you at the same time.
You see her raise a single talon, the moonlight catching a glint off the razor shape claws you wince and turn your head as she brings it down onto your body. The sounds of fabric being torn asunder are your only inkling as to what she’s attempting to do. You open an eye slowly to see that your chest is now pretty much bare and so are most of your trousers, leaving only a spread of underwear to protect your now swollen manhood.

You’ve never entertained thoughts of masochism, and if you were to describe yourself, you’d say you’re more of Dom than a Sub, but for some reason, being at the complete mercy of the beautiful Griffon is exhilarating to say the least.

The griffon leans into you; until her beak is pressed next to you ear as she whispers in a soft but no less final tone

“Tonight, I’m taking what’s mine.”

You gulp, as you prepare yourself for what comes next.

She kisses you one more time, your lips are still a little sore but you soldier though it, as always its tomorrow you’s problem.
Slowly she makes her way down your body, gently kissing the sides of your neck as you begin panting at the unusual sensation. It’s an odd feeling, like a gentle warm clamp that adds the threat of pain that never comes. She slowly makes her way down towards the centre of your chests, Gilda swirls and flicks her tongue close to your wound in an almost spiral pattern ,your hand instinctively goes around the griffon who grabs it with a claw and brings it gently but firmly down, she looks up at you with a determined face

“Ah, Ah, Ah not right now, your mine to play with, so you sit back and accept that understand?”

You nod your head slowly, you’re not sure if you should feel scared or madly in lust so you settle for both. The odd feeling only intensifies as the griffon lays her talon across your chest slowly pinning you down as she reaches the cut on your chest. You lift your head up in time to feel her tongue begin to clean your wound. You've been told it’s something griffons do all the time. But in this situation it takes on a whole new meaning, as she continues to lap up and clean the blood from your chest not breaking eye contact with you once.

You’re completely mesmerised by her predator eyes, again you’re not in any way a masochist, but this went beyond that, this was near primal she wanted it, wanted you and you weren’t going to stop her. You feel another rush as you let out a gasp; a firm hand makes its way down you waist and tearing away any resisting cloth, exposing your manhood to the elements.

You catch your breath, as you feel her claws wrap around your essence. Its exhilarating to feel the smooth, yet dangerous claws against you, as she slowly begins to work the swollen appendage.

You lay your head down as the levels of pleasure begin to elevate your breath matches Gilda as you take hard and shallow intakes. After a while of playing with your cock, you feel the warm feathery body move down lower and lower, you can’t help but look down again, as you see the she griffon move her head towards your man hood.

The exhilaration of the predator eyeing your precious package gets you more aroused than you care to admit as she gazes at it hungrily.

She extends her tongue and slowly licks the bottom of your shaft, making her way up with her long and slippery tongue all the way up to the top of the head, lapping up the pre-cum as it comes out. She moves her free hand over towards your balls, and begin to massaging them slowly, your amazed by the level of confidence she admits but you’re not able to comment as you catch your breath again the waves of pleasure strikes you like a ball of fire, you do your best no to finish right there and then.

You feel her go over your manhood a few times with her moist and slippery tongue before the two sides of the beak move over the head of your swollen piece. You leap up slightly, as the worrying thought comes to mind.

“Gilda, P-please be careful with that, it’s pretty important to me and well your beak is…

“Don’t worry dweeb I’m part eagles and eagles don’t chew meat they swallow it whole”

She finishes opening her jaw, and quickly taking your whole essence in her mouth. All you feel is the blissfully warm wet throat as she begins to work you up and down careful not to hit against you waist with her beak. You scrunch your eyes closed, unable to deal with the feelings that overwhelm you.

Oh shit, oh shit!

Her claw does the task of caressing the bass of your shaft in-between breaths.

It’s a totally different experience than you’ve ever known; her throat continues to take you manhood whole you think because of the nature of how she eats that makes her so effective at milking you every time she goes down. The constant caressing of your shaft from the surprisingly soft talons leaves you with very little to recover as the griffon takes short breaths. You didn't know how pent up you really where but you barely last ten minutes before you feel a familiar built up of pressure take hold.

You lean you head back and grimace trying to hold back for just a little longer thinking of any unsexy thoughts, but it’s no use Gilda was just to good at this.

“Gilda, Gilda stop im--"

You don’t even have time to finish the sentence before you begin to loss youself, without thinking you reach your hands over to her head and hold her down on your member, as you being to climax. She moans sending a vibration around your member that sends shivers down your spine as she attempts to swallow all that you have to give her. After a few more weak thrusts on your part you relese your grip on her letting go of her head giving the griffon a chance to breath.

She exits herself from you, taking long breaths as a bit of cum leaks out of her beak, she brings a tongue up to lap what’s left of it up. Despite your fatigue you can’t help but find the sight beyond attractive as she looks at you with a watery eyes and a sultry smile.

“That all you got monkey boy.” she states smugly between heavy breaths.

Time to make her earn her ‘prize’ you think as you leap forward, while the griffon is distracted catching her breath, she only has the chance to gasp before you gain the upper hand, pushing her to the ground as you hunch over her with a wicked grin.

“You have to work harder than that if you want me around.” You mockingly whisper, completely caught up in the primal passion the griffon displayed moments ago.

She looks up at you with whimpering eyes, she want it so badly and you know she does, as you begin to feel drunk from the level of passion in the air, you’ve never felt this wanted in your life.

You decide to toy around and get used to her body, as you begin to mirror her actions. kissing her neck feathers slowly and moving down with each one you plant.

Kiss after kiss you make your way down. In this position the griffon is actually pretty tall, enough that you could take your time torturing her with the anticipation as you migrate lower, you occasionally bite onto her and are rewarded with almost guttural moans. You take advantage of her now spread out wings, placing a hand around them and carefully stroking the ones closet to you before bringing the hand under her and stroking the gap between both appendages. Which as you understand is the most delicate and sensitive part of them. You continue stroking and massaging them digging further into each individual muscle according to how passionate Gildas moans become, all the while smiling lustfully as you continue to one up her in this sensual arms race.

She almost bucks you off instinctively, as she scrunches her eyes closed, doing her best to hide the panting from her beak, she doesn’t want to admit defeat nor does she want to admit that she’s weak to your fingers, as you work your way around the flight muscles.

Huh so that’s why she never wanted me to touch them. you think chuckling quietly.

After a few minute or so of teasing, you decide to let the griffon have her reward, as you brush your hand slowly down her fur until you are rewarded with a the feeling of hot moisture as your fingers approach her swollen lips, you bring your hands over and spread her legs, making it easier to see the glistening flower.

You lower your head into position watching amused as she tries desperately to move her legs close to your face even though you still have hold of them, unfortunately for Gilda her struggling gives you somewhat of a sadistic idea that springs to mind, as you move just close enough to that your almost touching it and then softly you blow onto her.

The effect is almost immediate as she arches her back up, and lets out a single high pitched moan, you smile at the result as it looks like the teasing has worked. you wait a few second before you begin kissing internally around the sides of her ever moistening lips.

After a while her squirming becomes too much even for you, you kind of want to see her beg for it at least get your own back for the monkey comment, but you have to give her props she’s ones stubborn S.O.B.

You formulate a new plan in your mind, you start one long lick, all the way from the base of her slit up to the top stopping just at the clit. As planned that does the trick as she lets out one solid moan that gains pitch and volume right up until you pull back.

“Www-what was tt-that I’ve never had that before.” she asks stuttering slightly as a small orgasm takes her.

You lift up an eyebrow “you never had someone go down on you before?”

“Griffons don’t have lips dude, it would be painful.”

You see her point, even though you want to argue with her that what she just did to you, could have been painful as well, but you don’t seem to care right now as you being lapping up the soaking wet folds in front of you.

The smell and taste of the juices is almost intoxicating, your amazed at how much nicer the taste is compared to your previous experiences. You lock your arms around her legs keeping her in place as she begins to thrash around more. Her moans are now more rapped and growing in volume as you manage to sneak a glance at her face twisted in pleasure and desire for the oncoming relief.

She calls out you name over and over as you feel her grid into your face making you go deeper into her. This really must be a new experience for her, as she is almost ready to finish this quickly. Playfully you bit down on one of her folds before pushing deeper into her hole with your flickering tongue, getting an elevated response from the she griffon, as she leans upwards slightly and grips onto your hair with both talons, as you continue to lap up her forthcoming juices.

You decide to bring out your ace in the hole, lifting up from her soaking flower you grip onto the small button above and bite playfully with it trying very carefully to be gentle but firm, whilst bringing a finger over towards the absent hole and inserting one and then two fingers in to her, not giving her a moment to recover.

As you expected this sends Gilda over the edge, she erupts in a almost eagle marred with a women like scream, as her whole body contracts you feel a wave of sticky hot fluid hit your chin and fingers as you continue to play with her griffon-hood letting her continue to ride the wave of pleasure.

You lean up from her ,she’s lying flat now on her back breathing heavily her cheeks are blushing hard as the griffon begins to slowly come down from her orgasm.

You lean over and give her one long kiss which she weakly returns. You position yourself over her as you now re-erect cock leans against her stomach.

You both look at each other for a moment content to stare into each other’s eyes.

“I-I love you, you stupid nerd.”

You smirk “I love you to you stubborn feather brain.”

You position yourself until your manhood is touching her dripping sex you look up at her one final time, waiting for her to give the ok, she weakly nods her head and you take the plunge slowly into her, immediately your struck with the warmth of her insides as the slippery yet firm muscles contract around you as you push ever deeper.

Gilda grabs you instantly latching all four of her limbs around your back, as she buries her face into your shoulder with a stifled moan, bracing herself as you begin to thrust.

You find yourself hit the back of her glistening hole, just as you feel her folds hit the base of you cock. Gilda is now digging her claws firmly into you; it’s painful but mixed in with the pleasure you don’t really seem to notice or care.

Slowly you being to pull out until you are half way, then you plunge back in quicker this time as you being to find a gradual rhythm, deciding to go in firmer, you feel Gilda ever so slightly begin to buck back into you.

“Oh man mmmmph!” you whisper gutturally as you almost loss yourself in her.

As the moments go on, you being to draw back with longer and more firm thrusts as she whimpers and moans into your ear, still digging into you with her talons you look up for a moment as a wicked thought comes to mind.

Without asking you wrap your arms around her and pick her up keeping your thick member deep inside her. She lets out a gasp of shock and it looks like she’s about to ask what’s going on, when she feels the firm back of the tree you fell from against her.

She turns to it and back to you, as you lean her against the tree her lower legs still wrapped around you waist. Standing up you now have the full advantage of gravity as you continue to thrust into her using the tree for balance.

Gilda continues to moan and writhe as you somehow manage to get deeper and deeper in than before thanks to the position you both are in.

It doesn’t take long before you feel the end coming.

“Gilda I’m, I’m going to...

Do it inside me, please I’m so close.”

You accept willingly, as you slam a few more times into her before you feel the release activate like a switch. It’s too much to bare. You push you member fully in as you being to shot your hot white essence into her in an almost unending wave of pleasure.

This seems to set the griffon off as well, as the cum hits her womb her eyes shot open and she lets out a silent scream as her climax hits her. Her walls contract hard around your cock; stopping you from even moving, as she being to almost violently shake in your embrace.

You both stay like this for what seems life forever, as the intensity of the act being to fade from your forms. You come to first. You’re locked legs now begin to feel like jelly and you can’t help but slowly fall back swapping your place for the griffons, slouching down with her still around you.

Gilda is still shaking, but its softer now and you lovingly hold her against your chest as her breathing and heart rate become less rapid.

You can’t help but feel exhausted as you eyes slowly begin to lower them.

“Y-you meant what you said before.” a soft voice comes from the she griffon snapping you out of your sleep.
“About always being there for me.”

You lift the griffons head towards your and plant a exhausted yet no less loving kiss which she gratefully returns.

“Always.” You answer as you both lean together, letting sleep take you in your embrace.

Author's Note

Fun Fact story name inspired by this song. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kJVkE14kjhE (Sabaton Screaming eagles). No relation to the story whatsoever.