Painful Beginnings

Derek pulls out of her slowly, Icy Bloom coos softly but gives no other response, already falling asleep. He crawls backwards slowly as his own breathing slows, his body catching up to the demands he’d placed on it. He takes a seat on the edge of the bed and relaxes slightly, his erection still painfully hard, after a moment he glances over at the corner of the room where Gilda has been rocking in place with the occasional soft moan and smiles invitationally.

Gilda shudders slightly, wings twitching with her arousal, she pulls her arm out from between her hind legs, her digits sticky with her fluids. “Finally ready for me?” she asks with an annoyed smirk, “I thought you'd never finish with all that lovey-dovey stuff… dweeb.”

Derek snorts, she’s been abrasive about this entire process, even though the little bird was one of the ones in favor of trying the booster out. Derek pauses a moment before grinning as an idea takes shape in his head. He glances at Sunny Mind for an instant, causing her to stop lounging almost catatonic from the ambient love she’s been collecting to perk up and focus on him. His emotions tell her he’s planning something, and the glance says he wants her input, maybe her assistance.

Time to put the songbird in her cage and listen to her sing. “Come on then, Gilda, you ready? Or do you want to watch me with Sunny first, get you in the mood? Since monkey on doe ‘lovey-dovey stuff isn’t your-” Derek states with a challenging smirk of his own, only for Gilda to narrow her eyes and leap at him.

Derek grins ferally and catches Gilda’s foreclaws in his own hands, stopping them from impacting on his chest and pushing him onto his back like she intended. Gilda gives a surprised squawk as Derek throws her arms up over his shoulders and wraps his own around her back and wings. He pulls her close to him, ruffling her neck plumage with his nose as her hindquarters inadvertently sandwich his length between the two of them. He spends a moment enjoying the feel of her toned body against his, the sensation of her fur sliding over his already sensitive cock sending sparks of pleasure up his spine.

Gilda tenses up at first, but shudders and moans at his attention, finding it hard to gather the focus to pull back and assert her dominance in the coming mating. “S-stop, w-what are y-you doing?” she stutters out. Grasping the back of his head and a shoulder as her body responds almost forcefully to his mock-preening, whether to pull back or grasp him tighter she can’t say.

Derek smirks into her feathers as he continues to run his nose through them. “You know Gilda, I’ve been thinking, you certainly seemed to enjoy yourself that one time. You know, when Sunny ‘helped’ you,” he remarks playfully, causing Gilda to tense up, even through the pleasurable sensations her overly sensitive neck is sending her.

“W-what?” Gilda stutters, trying to pull back again, but Derek’s arms tighten around her. Nowhere near enough to hurt, they still serve to keep her held tightly against him. Sensing her cue, Sunny chuckles and hops onto the bed beside them. Gilda looks at her with wide eyes for a moment before she starts panicking. “No! That’s not-” she starts, only for Sunny’s horn to light up and her beak to click closed.

Gilda glances down at it to see the familiar forest green glow, the same glow around her claws, they’re pulled from Derek's head and shoulder and forced together at the wrists behind his neck, effectively trapping her in his lap. For a finishing touch, Sunny wraps Gilda’s back paws in her magic to, trapping them against the bed on either side of Derek’s thighs.

Derek pulls back slightly with a wry chuckle. “Come on, Gilda,” he whispers reassuringly as she stares down at him with wide eyes, breathing heavily through her nostrils. “Shhh, it’s alright, my pretty Songbird,” he croons, reaching up with a hand to stroke her cheek. “I just want to hear you sing,” he continues, his other hand reaching down to stroke her tense flank, causing her to flinch before calming slightly. He spends a minute idly stroking her, ignoring his body’s demands to pin her down and rut her, his patience is rewarded as her breathing slows and her body relaxes.

After thinking about it for a bit, Gilda finds herself relaxing, even giving in slightly, as she sweeps her still-bound beak across his chest in her own preening motion, butting her head up against his chin softly. Derek chuckles and kisses the top of her head softly before glancing at Sunny.

Sunny smiles and lays herself out to watch the show, releasing Gilda’s beak from her magic.

Gilda opens and closes her beak several times with soft clicks before raising her gaze up to meet Derek’s reassuring one. “O-okay,” she mumbles softly.

Derek resists smirking, the headstrong gryphon, so opinionated and boisterous, now surrendering to his will, submissive and ready. Not what he’d been expecting when she’d joined the pack, but definitely interesting all in her own right. “You know what they call this position?” Derek asks, Gilda mutely shakes her head. “Neither do I, but the reason I like it, is because when I take you, you’ll be helping drive it as deep as it will possibly go, and the best thing-” he nips lightly at the feathers around her ear, earning another moan. “-is I’ll have a front-row seat to watch you sing, my little Songbird,” he finishes, her body continuing to shiver as she contemplates her helplessness, which only serves to further heighten her arousal.

Her body's arousal causes Gilda to grind his length, earning a hiss from Derek as his near painfully sensitive shaft is rubbed in her soft fur, the remnants of Icy Bloom’s arousal makes the whole area slightly sticky, but neither one of them really cares. After a moment spent enjoying the sensation, Derek moves his other hand down to join its counterpart on her flanks. He massages them lightly, kneading the skin and underlying muscle, causing her already taut muscles to tighten further as she gives another moan, but not chirping, which simply wont do.

“Come now, my little Songbird,” Derek whispers into her ear. “Why won’t you sing for me?” he starts rocking into her motions, pulling her up slowly so his cock moves ever closer to her entrance.

Gilda moans through her tightly closed beak again but remains stubbornly silent otherwise, even as his engorged length reaches her entrance and grinds up and down her slit, pushing just hard enough to part her lips before pulling back. The sensation causes her to twitch involuntarily and try to push against him, seeking completion each time.

“Come on, sing for me,” Derek whispers in her ear. After several more passes and stubborn silence on her part, he huffs irritatedly. “Gilda,” he states firmly, pushing her back off his length. “Why won’t you sing?”

Gilda refuses to meet his eyes, staring off to the side. “It’s embarrassing!” she retorts, Derek chuckles, why she considers her chirps ‘embarrassing’ is beyond him, they’re simply her body’s way of telling him he’s doing a good job after all. And with sex, a good job means both parties win.

“And wanting me to all but force you isn’t?” Derek asks with an incredulous glance at Sunny who rolls her eyes.

Gilda doesn’t respond, continuing to try and pull herself closer via her bound claws around his neck. After a moment Derek surrenders, unwilling to force the issue, but dissatisfied with the results. Their watcher on the other hand, has a different idea.

Sunny rises slowly and shuffles closer up behind derek, grinning at Gilda over his shoulder. For her part, Gilda glares back, though her gaze lacks real venom. “I know why she won’t,” Sunny whispers softly, nuzzling the back of Derek’s neck gently. “She wants to be put in her place, to feel you prove your dominance. She doesn’t want your wish-washy love, she wants some nice, hot, aggressive sex that leaves her a limp bundle of fur and feathers. She wants you to hold her down and make her your little bird. Isn’t that right Gilda?” she asks with a throaty chuckle, Gilda refuses to meet her eyes, though Derek can feel her body reacting favorably, an additional coating of moisture starting to leak out and coating his penis with a fresh layer of lubricant as she grinds onto him desperately.

Derek pauses, setting aside his arousal for the moment, as he considers what Sunny said. Gilda does seem to enjoy the submission, and though he honestly prefers back and forth intercourse, the thought of dominating her, forcing her to her boundaries and beyond isn’t entirely unappealing. “Fine, but if you want me to stop, too bad,” he growls, picking her up and positioning her over his cock. Without bothering with any more foreplay, he shoves her down his length, driving himself almost all the way up in one go, her wet, burning love hole spreading and spasming around the sudden intruder.

Gilda throws back her head at the sudden, almost painful penetration. The shock causes her to let out a soft birdlike chirp as his shaft spreads her insides. Sensing a crack in her defenses, Derek pulls her up and shoves her right back down on his length, earning a second smothered chirping moan from Gilda as her wings start tensing up under the stimulation as he repeats the process again, and again.

Sunny gives a fanged smile and licks the back of Derek’s neck, enjoying the salty taste of his sweat and the burning warmth of his lust as he repeatedly rails Gilda, forcing small chirps and moans through her otherwise tightly clenched beak. Seeing an opportunity, she pushes a bit more power through her horn and wraps her magic around the base of the gryphon’s wings, stimulating the now-sensitive flight muscles.

Under assault from two directions, Gilda’s arousal quickly starts skyrocketing as she buries her head in Derek’s chest again. Unable to completely stop her noises, and with her mind clouded with lust, she tries to distract herself by preening Derek’s plumage.

Derek gives a pained grunt the first time Gilda’s beak nips at his neck shortly before Sunny intervenes and renders her beak unable to get a grip on his skin as she continues to nip and lick at the sensitive flesh on his neck and shoulder.

Sunny chuckles at Gilda’s reaction as she focuses on Derek’s wound, it’ll probably bruise, but she can dull the pain for now, Gilda on the other hoof... She stares at the still oblivious gryphon with narrowed eyes before adopting an evil grin. Reaching out with her magic, she blocks the gryphon’s nostrils. ‘Let's hear that pretty ‘songbird’ sing,’ she thinks.

Gilda tries to inhale and finds her airway blocked, after a moment’s panic her brain catches up and she opens her beak to inhale, only to let of a sharp chirp as Derek’s cock finally spreads her fully, grinding up against her deepest barrier for a moment before he pulls her up again and forces her right back down.

Derek grins through the almost painful feeling of sitting right on the edge of orgasm as Gilda emits her first full chirp, he repeats his thrusts into her several times, enjoying the sounds before her body shudders and she orgasms, her liquids streaming down from their joining, soaking his lap as she throws her head back and moans.

Gilda closes her eyes and gives a wanton moan as her body clenches up, colors exploding through her mind. Her wings are spread fully, the green glow of Sunny’s magic centered at their bases as her stimulation combines with the hot shaft filling her nether regions to drive her into her first orgasm of the night. Sunny chuckles and releases her grasp on Gilda's nostrils as she turns her attention to pulling the ambient emotional energy in.

Derek pauses while buried inside her, enjoying the sensation of her inner muscles milking his length, trying to draw out something that never comes. Gilda slumps forward against him as she slowly comes down from her high.

As she recovers, Gilda slowly rocks back onto her haunches, causing his shaft to shift inside her, making her wince. “W-wow,” she states, glancing down where they were still joined. “That was… amazing, how are you still hard?” she asks, realizing he didn’t orgasm even after working Icy Bloom over completely, then her.

“How do you think?” Derek all but snarls, slightly frustrated over her obtuseness, she pushed for the booster. They knew it was designed to prolong intercourse, of course he’s still hard. “But the better question is: What are you going to do about it?” he asks with a feral grin, Sunny catches the shift in mood and gives Gilda a predatory smile of her own.

Gilda swallows as she finds herself still bound in place and confronted with two predators, two HUNGRY predators. “Uhhhh, well you know, I’m feeling rather sore from that-” she starts nervously, only to trail off as Derek starts chuckling.

“Oh no you don’t. You pushed for this, you knew the risks of using potions on me, I think its time you learned a lesson,” Derek states, his hands starting to rove up and down her body hungrily.

Gilda’s eyes widen and she tries to pull back, away from him as he starts rubbing her, focusing on the base of one of her wings and her tail, her alreadys sensitive vagina giving another twinge as her arousal climbs back up almost unwillingly. “B-but, w-what about Sunny?” she stutters, calling the changeling by her name rather than one of her usual insults in her panicked state. “W-wouldn’t she like a go first?” she asks, trying to stall for time.

Derek laughs. “Funny you should mention that, yes, yes she would,” he states, Sunny licks her lips and nods as well.

Gilda nods her head quickly. “S-so shouldn’t you -hnng- help her out f-first?” she asks as he starts twisting her wing slightly, nowhere near enough to hurt, but definitely causing warmth to shoot up and down her body, her lionhood starts to twitch around his length again, moisture seeping out on his thighs as her body reacts to the stimulation.

Derek smiles. “While it’s nice of you to think of someone else first, I’m afraid I’ll simply be too busy seeing to you for now, but I know how we can solve this,” he states cheerfully, grasping the base of her tail and squeezing firmly, causing her body to lock up entirely.

“Ah-ah, a-and how’s that?” Gilda asks breathlessly as he manipulates her tail, causing her body to spasm, her vaginal canal actively starting to massage his length again.

“It’s simple,” Derek states, pulling her in close and leaning his head upside her own. “You’re going to service her,” he whispers softly, causing her body to flinch away from him as she finds something focus on besides the signals her body’s sending her.

“What?” Gilda all but screeches. “You want me to go down on bug-breath? Hell no!” She hisses, borrowing one of his favorite vehement exclamations to express her thoughts on the subject, though after a moment she finds herself not as violently opposed as she thought. But still, the thought of those creepy feelers the changeling has in her vagina makes her skin crawl and her feathers mantle slightly.

Derek gives her a flat look, obviously unimpressed. “Yes, you will, if you want to cum. Sunny?”

Sunny bares her fangs in an overly large grin. “With pleasure,” she states mirthfully, enhancing the dry insectile undertone in her voice intentionally, causing Gilda to shudder. She crawls up beside them and lowers her head.

Gilda sees her coming and tries to flinch away, but Derek squeezes the base of her tail a little tighter, causing the pleasure to morph into pain. She freezes in place with a pained exhalation, allowing Sunny to place her horn against her lower stomach.

Sunny focuses her magic for a moment before pulling back and chuckling. “It’s done, she doesn’t come until you say the word,” she states with the same teeth baring smile. Gilda looks between them with wide eyes, her wings starting to fold back down as her discomfort overcomes her arousal.

Derek chuckles, releasing her wing to reach up and stroke her cheek. “Come on Gilda, it’s not that hard. Heck, you’ve gone down on Bloom for crying out loud, I can assure you there’s little difference,” he states encouragingly.

Gilda shakes her head. “They’re nothing alike!” She declares. “Bloom’s a doe, she’s a bug, she’s got those-” Gilda swallows, grimacing. “-things in hers!”

Derek stares at her a moment, his raging erection all but forgotten in the moment as he stares at her a moment before laughing. “Yes, yes she does, and they’re quite helpful,” he states with a chuckle and a shake of his head. “Like a roadmap to her pussy. Follow their lead, and you’ll be allowed to cum in no time,” He states encouragingly and glances back at the bed, shooing Sunny to one side. “Speaking of cumming, I think it’s time I… incentivised you.” With that he pulls himself out of her, causing him to grimace from the sensation his sensitive nether regions send him. Gilda feels a moan slip out before she clamps her beak shut, her canal flexing, seeking the shaft that’s no longer inside it, no longer making her complete. Derek rolls around, not bothering to warn Sunny and simply letting his aura break the magical restraints on her back paws. With Gilda laying on her back, he slides her hindquarters to the edge of the bed, giving him ample access, though the angle just won’t do. “Sunny, pillows, please?” he asks, pulling her arms off the back of his head and pushing them above her own, leaving her splayed out and open, powerless beneath him.

Sunny nods and pulls several pillows over, holding Gilda’s arms in place over her head as Derek stands up, grabbing her hind paws and pushing her flank up into the air. Sunny slides the pillows into place underneath her, raising her rear end and baring her vagina and anus to Derek.

“W-wait! Stop, p-please! I’m still too sensitive!” Gilda pleads, struggling fruitlessly against the hold on her claws and his grasp on her legs. Her wings beat against the bed, doing little besides generating a slight cooling breeze.

“Ha-ha, no. You’re not here for yourself right now, Gilda,” Derek states coldly, losing all patience with her reticence, though this doesn’t stop him from giving her a comforting smile. “You signed up for this, you’re here for my pleasure. I am, after all, the ‘buck’ in this relationship, am I not?”

Gilda flinches back at his tone, he rarely speaks like this, normally he’s calm and collected. Cajoling or persuading others to his will, using logic and reason in place of force and vigor. To hear him telling her such things in no uncertain terms… She squirms slightly as her wings twitch, but remains silent, giving her assent.

Derek pushes her legs outwards, spreading her out before him, her pussy stretching slightly to show a hint of the pink and tender flesh hidden behind her tan lips. Without wasting time, she’s already ready after all, he pushes back into her, her wet canal making a lewd sloshing sound as her liquid arousal squeezes out around him. After a moment spent acclimating to the warmth of her depths once again, he pulls out and pushes back in, enjoying the freedom and control he has over her, not to mention the unending well of energy he seems to be running on right now.

Gilda opens her mouth to talk again, but the only thing to come out is a long moan as his shaft strokes her interior walls once more before impacting on her deepest barrier again, his larger mass helping grind it against her cervix with more force than previously. Already she can feel her body building up to another peak, still sensitive from her last.

“Are you getting close already, Gilda?” Derek asks with a grunt, drawing out and burying himself inside her again. “You know you’re not going to cum until she does, right?” He tosses his head at Sunny, who’s still sitting on her haunches beside them, staring down at Gilda with a small smile.

Sunny glances up at him. “Relax, just focus on her, I’ll join when the time is right,” She states with a smirk.

Derek shrugs and turns his attention back to Gilda, who’s staring up at him with wide eyes as her wings slowly tense up again. He smiles down at her before pulling out and thrusting back in, building up a steady rhythm, never letting Gilda relax as he accelerates until he’s giving her the rough pounding she deserves for making him take the damn boosters, rubbing the pads of her paws as her legs spasm.

Gilda’s body arches as her vagina spasms, locked at the edge of an orgasm, but unable to dive off the edge. She keeps her beak shut as long as possible, but can’t hold it back anymore as she starts chirping and moaning openly, her eyes tearing up as the pressure mounts higher and higher.

Sunny snickers. “That’s my cue!” she states cheerfully, standing up and stepping over Gilda’s painfully extended wings carefully. Once in place, she locks Gilda’s head in an upwards position with her magic, being sure to shield her beak so she can’t bite and will continue to be able to breath, and lowers herself onto her face. “You want to cum? You know what to do,” Sunny states with a giggle, reaching out to pull Derek in for a kiss, grinding her own aching entrance across the tip of Gilda’s now tightly shut beak. Derek rocks forward, still thrusting down into Gilda’s vagina roughly as his and Sunny’s mouths lock, her long tongue wrapping around his own as they mouth wrestle. Sunny grins and moans into the kiss, feeling his arousal spike as she pulls his tongue into her mouth with her own wrapped around it, letting him explore her palate as he pounds the pussy of the tan gryphon beneath the both of them.

After half a minute of stubborn resistance, Sunny rolls her eyes in exasperation and pulls back. The changeling glances down at Gilda’s body beneath the two of them, teasing one of the gryphon’s teats softly with a hoof as she watches Derek’s shaft enter her vagina, her tan lips in turns opening and closing around the intruder as it plumbs her depths. “Come on now, you know what you have to do,” she giggles.

Derek gives an animalistic snarl when he realizes Gilda isn’t ‘helping out’, he knows how to fix that. “Alright then, if that’s how you want to run it, Pet,” he bites out, pulling out of her suddenly, leaving her vagina open and pulsing as cool air invades the space his rod had previously filled. Derek glances at Sunny. “Still got some of those potions for the other hole?” He asks, Sunny blinks a moment before she understands and nods cheerfully. “Great, get her ready. This pet is going to learn to do as it’s told,” He states in an angry tone, still unable to reach a peak, his penis is almost afire at this point with his own denied orgasm.

Sunny glances over at the closet, opening the door with her magic and pulling out a small box. Popping the lid, she pulls out a small stoppered vial and pulls it over. Standing up, she backs up off a now panting Gilda who stares up at the two of them with pleading eyes, still stubbornly refusing to deal with the changeling pussy Derek intends for her to eat out as her own love canal spasms around empty air. Sunny stares down at her a moment before grasping her beak and prying it open. “You’re going to want to swallow,” she states helpfully before popping the seal on the vial and pouring the concoction into her mouth, closing her beak and stopping up her nostrils. “Don’t worry, it’s just more of Zecora’s little mix,” Sunny states soothingly, already moving back into position over Gilda.

Gilda bucks some more against the magical restraints and Derek’s hands holding her legs open both from the need to orgasm and a lack of airflow before succumbing and swallowing the potion equivalent to an enema. She knows what’s coming at this point, but she’s still pinned, at his mercy. And he’s not in the mood to have mercy, even with her wings locked open painfully and her hips bucking of their own accord from the level of arousal her bodies under.

Derek waits until Sunny nods, signalling Gilda swallowing the potion before grunting in acknowledgement, resting his length at the puckered star of her rear. “You WILL do as you’re told, Pet,” he states with a snarl, pressing into her ass with a gentle pressure, allowing her body to open up slowly around the head of his shaft, her juices providing plenty of lubrication. Slowly easing his way in, Derek pulls Sunny over for another rough and ready kiss, taking a moment to enjoy the taste of her mouth and the alien bite of her fangs before breaking the kiss and pushing her down on Gilda. The changeling surrenders meekly and chuckles as she starts laveing her tongue over the gryphon’s fun-box, a quick surge of changeling magic serving to remove her horn, the area where it was continuing to glow as she works her magic, but not running the risk of impaling Derek as he plunders the gryphon’s behind right above her head.

Sunny starts out by cleaning the the lips of her pussy with quick and light licks, then moves to the top of her entrance and teases out her already engorged clit, she spends a moment teasing it with her tongue before giving it a playful nip, causing Gilda to buck fruitlessly beneath her as Derek continues to piston in and out of her as he works his way deeper, causing her to let out a muffled squeak every now and then. Sunny shivers slightly at the sensation of Gilda’s beak stroking her entrance and grins, she intends to make Gilda scream for mercy. Placing the point of her tongue at the entrance to her canal, she gives Gilda a second to figure out what's coming before she shoves it in and start lapping at the juices inside her with quick, short licks.

With Gilda’s attention split between the puffy lips resting on her beak, the tongue drilling its way into her love canal, and the shaft slowly prying her ass open, Derek sinks into her easily. The juices already coating his cock provide excellent lubrication as Sunny’s efforts above ‘encourage’ more liquid lust to drop down, serving to lubricate her asshole even further as he plunges in.

With a final thrust, Derek feels his hips impact her own and pauses a moment enjoying the unique sensations and the muffled sounds Gilda is making as she’s filled in both holes. He starts to pull back, feeling her passageway clench around him, almost of if she didn’t want him to pull out. The warm, tight feeling on his cock was near indescribable, he almost didn’t want to pull out, but to let her hindquarters continue to massage his penis forcefully, but he intended to make her his.

The tugging sensation from her rear as he pulled out and jammed himself back in combined with the tongue worming its way down her vagina was driving Gilda to new heights as she continued to squirm beneath them, her pleasure building higher and higher as release was denied her. Part of her was furious at Derek for putting her in this position, forcing her to service that… thing, making her feel like the lowest member of his little ‘pack’. But the other part of her, the one she’d discovered that day Sunny had persuaded her to try out the buckles and straps, putting herself in a submissive position for Derek, was loving it. She’d thought he’d always be such a dweeb, letting her take the dominant position for sex, until he’d seen her bound and read to be mounted. He’d hesitated, the big dork had to check to make sure she was okay with it, but then he’d taken her. She’d been a limp, orgasming mess beneath him when he’d finally finished. She’d always wanted to feel that sensation of helplessness again, to know her mate was tough enough and willing to put her in her place, though she was too embarrassed to admit it to anyone. But now, trapped beneath him and the lowest member of their little aerie, or herd, or whatever he cared to call it, she could revel in the sensation. Her hips were actively bucking up as much as she was able, taking his assertive thrusts as deeply as possible, the long tongue exploring her previously-fucked vagina only serving to drive the pleasure higher.

Finally, being unable to take it anymore, Gilda cracks her beak open, shakily extending her tongue towards to waiting entrance that had already covered her beak in lubricant, thankfully Sunny was thoughtful enough to protect her nostrils, otherwise she’d have been suffocating under the copious amounts of liquid. Slowly lapping at the exterior as she worked up the courage to go further in. After only a few tentative licks, her lust addled mind’s continued failed attempts to orgasm gives her the desperate courage she needs to extend her tongue inwards.

The first touch of the feelers inside Sunny’s canal causes Gilda to flinch back, only for a particularly hard thrust to her already aching rear to cause her to moan, her tongue extending back in, almost automatically stroking the interior of the changeling’s vagina, ignoring the feelers in the heat of the moment.

Sunny gives a soft sigh at the sensation, her breath washing over Gilda’s own pussy, causing her to buck even more as Derek relentlessly pounds her rear. She draws Gilda’s button into her mouth and sucks on it lightly, humming softly to reward her activities as well as to encourage her further.

Gilda’s body arches from the overwhelming sensations as she gives another groan, steadily lapping at the pussy atop her beak, her tongue surrendering to the guidance of the feelers inside the canal, blindly licking under their guidance as her body desperately seeks relief.

Sunny’s eyes widen and her body tenses at the sudden and enthusiastic abuse her own vagina starts to receive, her body stiffens, and she starts softly moaning as her wings buzz, working her rear over Gilda’s beak repeatedly as she builds to a peak. After a minute of Gilda’s enthusiastic abuse, she throws back her head and gives a wanton moan as her canal clenches around Gilda’s tongue, her pussy spraying cum, making a mess of Gilda’s face and filling her waiting mouth.

Gilda continues licking desperately, trying to finish her off as quickly as possible, but only ends up prolonging her orgasm and collecting more and more of her liquids in her mouth. Derek stops thrusting, hilting himself, and reaches out quickly to pull Sunny’s head close as she comes down from her peak. “Hold her orgasm,” he orders quietly nuzzling the side of her muzzle, she nods through the haze of endorphins as she shakily steps back off Gilda before collapsing.

Gilda closes her mouth and eyes, then forces herself to swallow before looking up at Derek with desperate eyes. “I-I did it, now let me cum!” she pleads with a whimper.

Derek smiles and pushes her further up onto the bed, not bothering to pull out. After a moment he leaves her resting her head on Sunny’s side. Between the four of them: Himself, Sunny, Gilda and a still catatonic Icy Bloom, there’s not much room remaining on the bed. Derek makes another idle note to see about building something bigger before he leans down to lick the side of Gilda’s beak, tasting Sunny’s arousal. “You’ve done a very good job,” he compliments warmly, licking more of her face as Gilda squirms helplessly.

“Please…” Gilda begs, bucking her hips up at him, begging him to continue, Derek smiles and rubs his nose in the side of her neck, taking in her scent mixed with Sunny’s.

“Were you a good pet, Gilda?” he asks, if she wants this, he might as well make it worth the torment.

“Yes! Yes! Gilda’s a good pet!” Gilda all but yells, so far gone in her lust she’s willing to say most anything to get release.

Derek grimaces as her hindquarters tense up, her rectal muscles gripping his shaft tightly for a moment before relaxing again. “Okay, Gilda. That’s good. Good pets are rewarded. So, do you want your reward here?” He asks, placing a hand down on her inner thigh and tracing her pussy lips with his thumb, eliciting another chirp from the Gryphon laying beneath him. “-Or here?” He continues, thrusting lightly into her ass.

It takes a moment for the questions to penetrate the haze of lust in Gilda’s mind, but once it does, her answer is almost immediate. “I-I want you to f-fuck my ass! Make me your bird!” she pleads, tears streaming from her eyes. “Just let me cum!” Derek nods and glances at Sunny and then her bound claws. Sunny nods and releases them from her magical grasp. Once free Gilda immediately reaches out and grabs him, pulling him down on top of her. “Fuck me!” She begs, rubbing her face against his. “Fuck me!”

Derek doesn’t bother responding besides pulling out and ramming himself back in as hard as possible, earning another chirp from the overstimulated gryphon. Gilda wraps her limbs tighter around him and pulls herself into his thrusts, the shaft roughly plowing her back door causing spikes of pleasure to build into something truly massive inside her as she moans and chirps under his ministrations.

Derek grunts as he shoves himself into her, holding himself up with one arm, he places his other hand between the two of them, reaching out and pressing down on her clit firmly as he buries himself inside her as fast and as hard as possible, trying to bring himself to climax with the added bonus of making her coming orgasm an event she’ll never forget.

Gilda chirps and as she rubs her beak over Derek’s chest frantically while he fucks her, the hard shaft splitting her ass open with each of his thrusts combined with the finger he has on her button was causing the warmth in her lionhood to reach near blistering levels as she lay beneath him mewling for release. The fact that she’d probably be sore in the morning idly flashes through her head before it’s washed away in a torrent of building pleasure.

Minutes pass as Derek fucks her, the wait was pure torture for Gilda, eventually leaving her near catatonic beneath him. Barely able to breath as the pressure inside her builds higher and higher, till it feels as if Celestia’s sun were trapped inside. Finally, Derek relents as he finds himself still trapped upon the same plateau of arousal, unable to find his release.

“Hope you’re ready to fly, little birdy,” Derek breathes into her ear. Sensing her cue, Sunny releases her spell on Gilda right as Derek draws back and buries himself inside her one last time, pressing down hard on her clit.

Gilda explodes, her pussy convulses as she throws back her head and screams, her cum spraying Derek's stomach and the bed to either side of her as she informs the world she just came hard. Derek gives a pained grunt as her dulled claws still manage to draw blood on his back, her ass clenching down so hard he finds himself unable to move even if he wanted to as her muscles frantically massage his length, the feeling is bliss, but still fails to bring him release.

Sunny folds her ears back and throws up a sound barrier over herself and Icy Bloom as Gilda unleashes an impressive eagle’s scream at the top of her lungs. After a moment to let her ears recover, she glances at the still spasming Gryphon and chuckles at the job well done, only to grimace at the slightly desperate light in Derek’s eyes. He’s still raring to go, and after that last performance, he’s probably getting desperate, and she’s the only member of his pack that’s still awake . . . this will be interesting. Sunny grins and licks her lips, always ready for a challenge, slipping out from under the gryphon as she slowly come back down from her world-shattering orgasm and passes out almost immediately.