"Alright. Bet!"

"Well that was unexpected," said Silverstream as she muttered to herself. She was referring to the pop quiz Professor Rarity suddenly presented to her students, of which Silverstream was sure no one was prepared for. On the plus side, that quiz seemed to be all that there was on the professor's itinerary for the day, as students were allowed to leave class upon completing and turning it in.

And complete the quiz Silverstream did. She filled in both sides of the sheet to the best of her ability, then handed it to Professor Rarity before being allowed to leave the classroom. Unsure of what to do to occupy her newfound free time, Silverstream choose to simply stroll around the perimeter of the school's grounds. As she did so, Silverstream's mind focused on something she noticed during the test taking--namely the fact that Gallus was seen earlier in the morning, yet was nowhere to be found during the quiz. The possibility that he came down with a sudden cold and had gone to the nurse's office has crossed her mind, among other likely reasons.

Minutes into Silverstream's aimless wandering and speculations, it nearly hit her. Or to put it more accurately, something literally nearly hit her. Something fell with a thud, landing on the grass next to Silverstream. Her wings flared slightly, the hippogriff stared down and examined the object, recognizing it in seconds to be a discarded apple core.

"What the...?"

Silverstream found that weird; she was nowhere near any trees, or any buildings for that matter, so where could it have fallen from? After scanning all sides, Silverstream came to one conclusion and looked directly above her. The sky was mostly empty, and although there were a few clouds scattered about, they were nowhere near enough to indicate rain. Putting her eagle sight to particular use, Silverstream shaded her eyes from the sun and scanned the clouds. Soon enough, she spotted what appeared to be a familiar-looking blue tail hanging off one of the white puffs.

Having a good idea as to who that tail could belong to, Silverstream took to the air and steadily rose towards the cloud. Upon reaching the spot just beneath it, Silver secured her claws on it and silently peeked over it. Her suspicion was confirmed to be correct, as there she found Gallus, eating from an apple as he laid comfortably on his back. He seemed to have just started into that new apple, as only a single bite was taken from it and he was still chewing.

Silverstream smiled, her being swelling with excitement at the prospect of having found Gallus. She tried to stay still, but she inevitably started to shake before jumping up and shouting "Hey Gallus, funny running into you here of all places!"

Although Silver meant well, Gallu's response to her greeting wasn't what she intended. She startled him horribly, enough to cause him to start choking on his apple. Gallus immediately sat up and began pounding a claw onto his chest, wretched hacking being heard from him as he tried to dislodge the obstruction from his windpipe.

Eyes widening in worry, Silverstream scrambled onto the cloud and jumped into action. After quickly hoisting Gallus onto his hind legs, Silver positioned herself behind him, had him lean forward a bit, then wrapped her arms just bellow his rib cage before pulling him towards herself in a quick and hard inward and upwards motion. The first few attempts were unsuccessful, however, as Gallus still continued to choke. Regardless, Silverstream refused to give up; deciding to give her next pull her all, Silver ended up lifting Gallus off the cloud by a few inches. Although the griffon kicked and flailed his hind legs in a panic, Silver ultimately succeeded, as she was able to dislodge the chewed apple from his trachea.

The chewed and spit-covered apple bite was sent flying out from Gallus's mouth, it's arch sending it over the cloud they were on before descending towards the earth. Making an internal vow to never take breathing for granted again, Gallus fell onto his knees, his lungs aching as he switched back and forth between wheezing and coughing.

"Don't... don't do that!" rasped Gallus angrily, wiping his beak of spittle as he turned to Silverstreak.

Embarrassed to have caused the whole ordeal, Silverstreak met the irate griffon's gaze with a nervous smile. "Heh heh... S-sorry about that. On the bright side, those emergency first aid maneuvers Professor Applejack taught us sure came in handy, huh?"

Gallus didn't dignify that with a response. Instead he turned away and focused on resorting his breathing, lest he be more upset with Silver than he already was. And with that, a silence grew between them, one which Silver decided to break.

"So, uh, where were you? Professor Rarity had a quiz and you weren't there for it."

"You mean the one that was gonna be a surprise?" he said, rubbing his throat.

Silver craned her neck forward, her brows raised in astonishment. "Wait, you knew about the pop quiz ahead of time?"

"Yup," Gallus answered with a nod. "Heard the profess talk about it with one of the other instructors this morning, decided to cut class just to avoid taking it." After a pregnant pause, the griffon's brows raised as he then turned to Silverstream. "Aw geez--you're out and about when you're supposed to be in class at this time... don't tell me she sent you to go look for me?"

"Oh no, nothing like that," said Silverstream, shaking her head. "Class for today turned out to just be that test; you get to leave early once you finish it."

That seemed to visibly upset Gallus. "Wonderful," he said sardonically, crossing his arms over his chest. "If I had known it was that kind of deal, I'd have filled in random answers just to leave early. She's probably going to make me take it during a full class day now..."

"Yeah, probably," Silverstream giggled, patting Gallus's back. "Guess you shouldn't have ditched, huh?"

"Mm..."

Realizing that she had touched a sore subject with Gallus, Silverstream then decided to change the topic to something else.

"So uh, what were you up to before I showed up?" she asked.

Arms still crossed, Gallus looked to her. "Nothing much," he said with a shrug. "Was just relaxing, having a snack or two while I thought about whether or not I should take a nap or something. All in all, I was having an okay time before you showed up and scared the living daylights out of me."

"Again, sorry," replied Silverstream, a bashful smile on her face as he rubbed the back of her head.

"Mm, whatever..." With that said, Gallus laid back down and made himself comfortable as he turned his back to Silverstream. "Anyway, now that you've found me, I guess you can go on your own merry way, right?"

Silverstream nodded. "Sure, I'll just--" Her words instantly died in her throat, as it was then that she recalled something that she had almost forgotten. The wager with the girls...

This was her chance. They were completely alone, isolated from the rest of the school; no one knew where they were and no one would be looking for them for quite a while. Silverstream didn't know when she'd have another opportunity with Gallus before the next sleepover, especially with parameters just as good as those. Her mind made up, Silverstream decided to fulfill her end of the wager.

"I'll just... you know what?" Silverstream started. "That test took more out of me than I thought, and I could use a nap myself. Mind if I join you?"

Gallus blinked, then peered over his shoulder to look at her. He found her request a little strange, but at the same time, the fact that he was suddenly popular with the ladies puffed up his already over-inflated ego. Nevertheless, what she was asking for wasn't outrageous or impossible, so he couldn't see why she couldn't.

"Sure, though you'll have to find your own bit of cloud. In case you haven't noticed, the one I'm on is already full to capacity," he said.

Silverstream smiled brightly, her wing tips fluttering as she singsonged "Not a problem~!" Putting her wings to use, Silver flew to and from the adjacent clouds, pulling out large tuffs from them before combining them all into one vaguely mattress-shaped cloud.

"Ta-da~" she cheered, placing her creation next to Gallus's cloud.

"Hmm, yeah, look at that," Gallus replied in a disinterested tone, scratching his side before looking away.

Silverstream's brows furrowed and her cheeks puffed up in agitation at that, though she ultimately decided to let it go. She did nearly get him killed a few minutes ago, after all. Without any further words, Silver flopped herself onto her cloud, then proceeded devising on how to go about getting Gallus's interest. She was never any good at planning, that she would admit, though she was astonishingly prolific when it came to just winging things.

Deciding to go with whatever idea came to her, Silverstream found herself scooting over to Gallus, her chest pressing into his back as she eventually spooned him from behind. Naturally, that garnered a reaction from the griffon.

"Uh... what are you doing?" he asked.

"What, just getting comfortable is all~" she giggled. Once again, Silverstream went with the first thing that came to mind, that being her claw resting on his flank. Oooh, I really like his kitty flanks, she thought as she ran her claws through his fur.

Gallus was at a loss for words, his body going stock still as her claws began running up and down his thigh.

"You have a... a weird way of napping," he then uttered.

Silverstream produced another giggle. "Oh, you think so? Sorry if I'm having a little trouble--guess I'm not as tired as I first thought. But hey, seeing as you're up too, why don't we try something a little exciting? Just. Between. The two. Of us~" In one smooth motion, Silver's claw slid into Gallus's inner thigh, then moved it towards his...

Gallus immediately sprang into an upright seated position, a startled rooster caw escaping his beak as he did so. Okay, maybe he's A LOT more popular with the ladies than he first thought... Smolder's spontaneous tryst with him while he was sleeping was one thing, but Silverstream's aggressive straightforwardness proved to be another.

"You know, I can't help but feel like you're coming on to me," Gallus put almost robotically.

Laying on her stomach, Silverstream covered her beak with a claw and chortled into it. "Gee, what makes you think that? Do you think me reaching for your junk tipped you off?"

Gallus stopped and stared at her, his brain having difficulty processing what was going on. Everything was just happening too fast!

"Wait, you mean you want to--"

"Have a roll in the hay with you? Yup, pretty much," said Silverstream. "Ha, though in this case, it's a roll in the cloud!"

Gallus tried to speak, though nothing coherent was coming out. Finding his word dribble adorable, Silverstream resumed speaking.

"Is it really that hard to understand? You're an attractive, exotic guy, I--"

"Exotic?" Gallus questioned.

Silverstream rolled her eyes. "I'm from Seaquestria, remember? You don't find a lot of griffons underwater. Ah duh~" she finished that statement by reaching up and tapping the center of his forehead, to which Gallus flinched at slightly. "Right, so kitty flanks aside, I'm interested in giving you a go. Not a relationship-type deal, of course, just a one time thing. Heck, maybe a few more times after that depending on how this goes. So, what do you say? You interested or what?"

"Uh..." As Gallus droned, he ran his eyes over Silverstream's form. If he really had to think about it, he didn't dislike what he saw. Hippogriffs weren't all that much different looking from griffons, and he supposed that she was sort of attractive, at least by his standards. After a moment of silent consideration, Gallus gave his answer. "Oh yeah, I'm definitely in. So, you wanna find an empty room we can use, or..."

Silverstream's beak formed a smirk. "Well I did say 'a roll in the cloud', so right here's good."

Next thing Gallus knew, Silverstream pounced, his body pinned beneath hers.

"Oof, warn a guy before you go and do that," he muttered.

Silver said nothing, instead her beak (which had an excited and giddy grin plastered on it) came down and stopped just shy of a few inches from his. Suddenly finding himself a bit intimidated by her eagerness, Gallus gulped and pulled his head away a bit. Nevertheless, he stayed put and patiently waited to see what the hippogriff would do next. Gallus didn't have to wait very long.

Silverstream jutted her head forward, her beak catching Gallus's in an unexpected kiss. The griffon was wide-eyed and stunned by that, even more so by her tongue invading the inside of his mouth. Humming once her tongue found his, Silverstream's claws unhanded Gallus's pinned arms and began caressing the back of his head. Gallus, emboldened by her actions, tried to reciprocate using is own tongue, his claws slowly but steadily making their way towards her hips.

Pleased by his budding confidence, Silverstream, while still contributing to their heating make out session, grasped Gallus's claws with her own, then moved them to her flanks. Fully receiving the message, Gallus started by kneading her rear in circular motions, his efforts earning him a delighted moan from the hippogriff. This, in turn, prompted Silverstream to start rocking her hips, grinding her groin over Gallus's pelvic area in the process.

Despite being preoccupied with his bout of tongue-wrestling with Silverstream, Gallus wasn't oblivious to what was going on on his lower half. Though his fur, he could feel the intense warmth being radiated from Silver's vagina, as well as a damp moistness that was steadily growing. Before long, a strip of his fur was drenched, and, naturally, a certain part of his anatomy was roused by the activity.

Moments of kissing later, Silverstream stopped abruptly and sat upright atop Gallus, as she sensed a disturbance in her tail. She turned to look over her shoulder and willed her tail to move aside, only to discover the griffon's erect penis, complete with semi-erect knot. She had only locked eyes on it for a few seconds, and already she could hardly contain her excitement.

She jumped off Gallus, planted her flanks next to him, then began petting the head of his member as if it were someone's dog or cat, gushing "Oh my gosh, it's so cute!"

Aside from the somewhat pleasant sensation her touch was giving him, Gallus wasn't amused.

"Right... cute," he grumbled.

"Aw, what's the matter?" asked Silverstream all cutesy wootsy-like while still patting his length. "You have a nice widdle penis there. All fur-less and red~ Oh, and not to mention warm. I just wanna..." Unable to keep her curiosity in check, she wrapped both sets of claws around Gallus's member and gave a gentle squeeze. Gallus breathed in sharply and grit his teeth, and Silver was able to feel his pulse in her grasp.

Further excited by that fact, Silverstream started giggling, each laugh of hers infuriating the griffon little by little until...

"O-okay, that's enough!" Gallus barked, slapping her claws away from his mast. As Silverstream recoiled from his outburst, the griffon sat up, crossed his arms over his chest, and immediately turned his back to her. "Why did you have to go and ruin the mood like that, huh? My dick is not 'widdle' or cute, got it? ...it's huge and girthy..."

It was at that point that Silverstream began to suspect that she may have done one or two things wrong. In her defense though, there was no way she could have known, as that was the farthest she ever got with a guy. She knew the part of about kissing and how that could lead to sex, but it was the latter where her expertise ran thin. Still, the wager offered her this chance as a learning experience, one that she was still intent on going through with.

Silverstream scratched at the side of her head nervously, then spoke. "I... take it guys don't like having their peckers being called little?" No verbal response from Gallus. "Oh come on, I didn't mean it in a literal way. Of course your lit--eh, big! Big guy's girthy."

Again, no answer from the griffon. Silverstream began to worry if she hurt his feelings, only for an idea to then pop into her head. With a smirk on her beak, Silver approached him, then leaned in over his shoulder, whispering, "Hey, if it makes you feel any better, I'll let you play with my bits since I played with yours~"

That seemed to do the trick, as Gallus relaxed his shoulders and turned to her, a cautious yet curious look in his eye. With his guard down, Silverstream saw her chance and acted. She stepped in front of Gallus, sat down between his legs, then fell back onto his chest, her head resting on his shoulder.

"Go on, have fun," she said rather huskily, grabbing his claw, placing it on her chest, then sliding it down towards her nethers. The second Gallus's claw came into contact with her labia, Silverstream squeaked and the griffon became red in the face.

"Wh-whoa... Okay, yeah, that definitely unruins the mood," said Gallus.

Wanting to get a better idea of what he'd be working with, Gallus swallowed dryly and peered over Silverstream's chest and belly. As best he could tell from his position, Silver's vagina was exactly like a pony's, as it shared the same indicative teardrop shape he'd occasionally catch glimpses of whenever the professors had to bend down to pick up whatever it was they'd drop.

Wanting to start off small, Gallus began by running his claws up and down Silverstream's slit, giving it a slow yet sensual rub down. Despite his inexperience, Silverstream clearly enjoyed it, as she produced a soft, bliss-filled coo. Curious as to what other sounds he could draw out from her, Gallus then ran his palm over Silver's clit before kneading it in gentle, circular motions. Silverstream's body first tensed up at that and a delighted yelp escaped her beak.

"Oh yes~!" she cried out, her claw resting on his as he continued his ministrations.

Gallus continued his motions, occasionally allowing Silver brief moments to rest before restarting expectantly. Soon filled with the desire to switch it up a bit, Gallus then ceased his kneading and focused his attention back on her vagina itself. He slid his fingers over her folds, then stroked them in a smooth and gentle manner, further spreading her arousal and turning Silverstream into shuddering putty in his claws.

Much to Silverstream's voiced disappointment, however, Gallus then stopped his fingers, though not before placing one over both of her folds. After softly pressing down, Gallus separated his fingers, effectively pulling back her lower lips and exposing her pink and fleshy entrance to the sunlight. As a result, Silverstream's rear legs twitched and writhed as she gasped, a reaction brought on by a gentle breeze hitting her where it never had before.

Before Silver could do anything else, Gallus playfully nipped her ear, his tongue probing it from the inside of his beak as one of his fingers gained entrance into her tunnel. Silverstream produced a half-noise from both sensations he caused, though the one from her groin was the major contributor. Gallus began nibbling her ear, his finger worming to every inch of her insides it could reach before withdrawing. Silverstream's moan almost sounded disappointed, though her tune soon changed when Gallus's finger slid back in.

"A-aah!" she moaned gleefully, her claw gripping onto the griffon's knee as she tried to quell her body's spasms.

In her excitement, Silverstream tried to mutter something, only for it to come out as incoherent gibberish. Her eyes tried to roll into her head as she tried and failed again to speak, drool running down the side of her mouth. Though as half tempted as Gallus was to keep going just to watch her silly expressions, he was curious as to what she had to say. With that in mind, Gallus stopped, released her ear from his beak, and patiently waited for the hippogriff to collect herself. After a few seconds, she then spoke, albeit a bit breathlessly.

"Why'd you... why'd you stop? I was trying to tell you to go faster."

Gallus blinked, then smirked. "Oh, was that it? So you mean... like this?"

At that moment, Gallus plunged two fingers into her depths, Silverstream's spine arcing as he did so. Before she could even call out in ecstasy, Gallus withdrew his fingers, then slid them back into her, pumping them in and out of her in a fast and steady motion. He gave her no quarter, his constant assault causing her to cry out as her arms reached out and grasped whatever they could. One of her claws abandoned Gallus's knee and sunk its talons into the cloud beneath them, the other fumbled at her side before soon grasping onto something fleshy, yet hard and warm.

Gallus's fingering faltered for a moment, a subtle gasp being heard from him as his body tensed up. Silverstream was curious as to why he was reacting like that, until she turned her head to her side and looked at what she was holding. It was Gallus's penis, still hard from their last endeavor. His member gave a noticeable twitch in her claws, and with it, Silver got an idea.

Having grown somewhat more accustomed to the pleasure that was Gallus's fingers, Silver began stroking his length. Right away, Gallus was wise to her game, as he noticed that she was stroking him in the same speed and rhythm that he was fingering her with. Deciding to test his theory, Gallus slowed down the pace of his claws, and, sure enough, Silverstream did the same.

With his brow raised in amusement, Gallus looked to her. To his surprise, Silverstream looked back, then stuck her tongue out playfully at him before turning her attention back to his mast. As if to goad the griffon, she palmed his knot with each down stroke, Gallus shuddering from the immense pleasure that caused him.

Not wanting to let that go unpunished, Gallus retaliated. While still pumping his fingers into her, reached around her with his other arm, then used his second set of claws to pinch and tease Silverstream's clit. Silverstream yelped and squirmed while giggling, yet still she continued to stoke his shaft.

Minutes went by, with both Silverstream and Gallus pleasuring the other with their claws. Soon enough, however, Silverstream's moans became louder and more wild, her claw strokes moving faster all the while. She was getting close, and due to her speeding claw motions, so was Gallus. Hoping to get Silver off before he reached is own climax, Gallus released her nub and placed his claw over Silver's belly, then focused on maintaining the pace of his fingers working in and out of her.

It was gonna be a close race, Gallus could sense that. Feeling his body going though its last hurdle, Gallus's finger motions became sloppy as he finally came. He shut his eyes and grit his teeth, immense pleasure coursing through his being as his hard rod began twitching violently. Soon, the first of many white and sticky loads spurted out, shooting over the cloud they were on before free falling towards the land below.

As Gallus continued to cum, so too did Sivlerstream. She pushed her head further back into Gallus's already heaving chest, her head swimming with pleasure as her inner walls started to convulse around the griffon's fingers. After a few spams of her inner walls, her warm essence squirted out from her entrance, pooling beneath her before being absorbed by the cloud.

Her body going slack in Gallus's embrace, Silver ran a claw though her mane, muttering "Holy geez... I think... I think we need a minute."

"Y-yeah," Gallus replied with a nod.

Meanwhile, several hundred feet below Gallus and Silverstream...

Professor Rarity's pop quiz was pretty tough, but proved to be nothing Smolder couldn't handle. While she wasn't able to accomplish the feat of completing and turning in the exam within minutes of class like some of the other students, she did finish it to where she was afforded an early lunch. After making her way to the cafeteria and picking up a fresh tray of food, Smolder went outside and took a seat at the farthest, most isolated table the school had. The reason for this: she didn't see any of her friends in the mess hall (probably still taking the test or having gone elsewhere), and she didn't want her cred being tarnished by ponies seeing her eat alone.

Nevertheless, Smolder was quite hungry and was looking forward to enjoying her lunch. The gems shining on the tray next to her ham sandwich and carton of milk made that doubly so, as the school made sure to cater to dragons', as well as other predatory creature's, dietary needs by providing the meat and precious stones. Starting with the sandwich, Smolder brought it up to her mouth and took a large bite from it. As she chewed, she set the sandwich down and picked up the milk, her claws already at work opening it.

Having completed that task, Smolder swallowed her mouthful, then made to take a sip from the carton. Before she could do so, however, Smolder stopped, as she noticed a fly zipping around her tray, showing particular interest in her sandwich. She should have known that would happen; being so far off the beaten path, it was only natural that annoying pests would sniff out her meal.

Not wanting that insect to plant its grimy and hairy legs anywhere near her lunch, Smolder shot her arm forward and tried to swat it away. Smolder succeeded in scaring it off, but in the process had accidentally knocked one of the gems over to the table's edge. Staring at it for a split second, Smolder watched in abject horror as it teetered for a bit before falling over. Acting fast, Smolder reached out and half dove for the gem, her body bent in a weird angle as she managed to snatch it mere inches from the ground.

Although a bit disheartened to realize that no one was around to witness that bit of awesomeness, Smolder began to sit upright. Unfortunately, she miscalculated her ascent, which resulted in her bumping her horn and part of her head against the table. Smolder held her head and cursed under the table, which made it all the more easier for several streaks of a white, pearly substance to rain down from the one cloud above unnoticed. While many of the streaks silently landed in the surrounding grass, one miraculously fell into open milk carton. It wasn't a perfect landing though, as the tail-end of the goo dripped down from the carton's folded out opening.

Thankful that no one was around to witness that embarrassing blunder of hers, Smolder finally, although carefully this time, poked her head from under the table. Popping the gem into her mouth, Smolder thoroughly chewed and swallowed it, then picked up her carton to chase it down with some wholesome milk. Quickly was the carton's opening brought up to Smolder's lips, and even quicker did she began to drink.

After her first few sips, Smolder pulled the carton away and smacked her lips as she gave the small box a curious look. It was odd: it was clearly milk, but there was something different about it--something else in it. Whatever that was, it had a familiar taste, one that she couldn't place, but knew was just on the tip of her tongue... Minutes went by and Smolder was unable to place the taste. Coming to the conclusion that it was simply her imagination, she then proceeded to bring the carton to her lips and resume drinking from it.

Upon taking a few hearty gulps, Smolder pulled the carton away while producing a satisfied "Ah" sound, then wiped off the milk that had dribbled down to her chin.

"Alright, I think I'm good now. You ready for one more round?" asked Silverstreak.

Perched on the edge of the cloud, Gallus turned to the hippogriff, then smirked. "Oh yeah, any time. So, got anything special in mind for how you want to do it this time?"

"Hmm... Well I was thinking something more like..." Silver laid on her back, her talons then reaching for her lower lips pulling them apart, fully revealing her pink and glistening entrance to the griffon. "Like this! I know most species prefer the mounting doggy style position, but hey, what the heck--let's get controversial~!"

Missionary. Gallus was familiar with it, but couldn't say that hadn't done that before... well, at least a version where he's the one on top. That ought to be interesting, he supposed.

Without any further invitation, Gallus prowled his way over to Silverstream, his head hanging low as if on the hunt. Once he reached Silver, he pressed and ground his beak against her pussy and clit, purposely teasing her before stepping forward. Once he stood over her, Silver, amused by his antic, reached her head up and licked his beak, cleaning it of her own arousal. If that didn't get him harder than he already was, nothing would.

As Gallus looked down and angled himself into position, Silverstream readied herself by wrapping her arms around his neck, her hind legs partway to doing the same with his waist. Once everything down south seemed to be probably lined up, Gallus spared no time and immediately shot his hips forward, burying himself deep inside Silverstream.

"Ah~!" the hippogriff moaned in both surprise and pleasure, her inner walls clenching around Gallus's pulsing rod.

Pushing through the twitching, velvet walls surrounding his girth, Gallus buried his face in Silver's neck and continued the forward momentum of his hips. Soon, however, his advancement hit a snag, as his swollen knot pressed against her lower lips and entrance, the bulbous gland a size too large to gain entry without some resistance. Unlike Smolder, Silverstream was slightly bigger down there, so it seemed entirely possible to Gallus for him to be able to fit his knot inside. Driven by the innate desire to make that a reality, Gallus playfully nipped Silver's neck.

As the hippogriff cried out excitedly from the love bit, Gallus attempted to force the rest of himself in with a few short jabs of his tool. His attempts proved to be unsuccessful, as all he did was slam his knot wetly against Silver's flower. Regardless, Silver seemed to like his enthusiasm, as drool ran down the side of her giddy smile. Slightly frustrated yet undeterred, Gallus decided to take a different approach.

Releasing his beak's hold on Silver's neck (and her giving a dissapointed 'Aw' in return), Gallus firmly planted his claws and hind paws into the cloud, then moved his hips slowly yet firmly forward. It was gonna be a tight squeeze, but thanks to her arousal serving as excellent lubricant, all Gallus had to do was simply wiggle and grind his hips against hers until...

"Oof!" Silverstream uttered, her eyes bulging out her their sockets as her vagina was stretched wider then ever before.

With Gallus's knot having slipped into Silver's tunnel, his pointed tip had forced itself partway through her cervical opening. As for the rest of his rod's length, it was surrounded by warm and writhing muscles, drawing out a satisfied groan from the griffon. Every pulse of his tool, even the slightest movement on Gallus's part shot pleasure signals directly into Silverstream's brain, overwhelming it.

"Oh... h-hey," she drawled, her eyes half lidded as if in a haze. "I never really noticed this... be--" Gallus began to pull his hips back, "--because I've never been this high up before, b--" Gallus's knot popped out of her, "--but have you noticed how blue the sky is? I mean, it's like--" Once Gallus's length was halfway withdrawn, that was when he reversed his hip's direction, "like really blue~!"

His pelvis falling into a steady forwards and back motion, Gallus called it right then and there: Silverstream's brain was officially scrambled. Were he not busy maintaining his rhythm, he would have swelled with pride at that fact. Before long, Gallus was pounding his groin away at Silver's, her body shuddering with each impact. Each thrust penetrated her cervix and stretched her tunnel's opening to accommodate Gallus's swollen knot, Silver's head wracked by the ensuring, intense pleasure.

Minutes later into the act, Gallus sensed it. He was nearing his peak, prompting him to up the pace and strength behind his thrusts with reckless abandon. Silver didn't seem to notice the change in his speed, as she continued to simply lay there and spout incoherent things about the sky and how blue it was.

"Whoa!" was what she then uttered when her vision suddenly shifted from the sky to an overhead sight of the world below.

Gallus, in a spontaneous act, turned Silver on her stomach, her head just barely dangling off the edge of the cloud as he continued to thrust into her. Silverstream had never experienced vertigo before, but now that she was unable to control her motor functions do to the ecstasy flooding her brain, she suddenly developed a slight fear of heights.

Soon Gallus grit his teeth, his thrusts loosing its orderly pace as he teetered closer and closer to his release. After gripping Silver's hips, Gallus put his all into one last, powerful thrust before finally cumming. As an unintended result, Silverstream's rear was lifted off the cloud a few inches by Gallus, his mast throbbing intensely before depositing spurt after spurt of his thick and warm load. Feeling his seed collect in her womb, as well as the sensation of his length throbbing against her inner walls, Silverstream reached her own climax.

Her walls spasmed around Gallus's rod, trapping it in a vice before she came. She dug her claws into the cloud, an ear-piercing eagle scream escaping her beak as she rode out her orgasm. Gallus prayed no one heard that, especially pegisi who could fly up and easily investigate. Moments later, it was over, as both of their bodies went slack and their privates ceased their twitching. Still joined at the hip, Gallus lied atop Silverstream's back, both heaving and gasping for air.

Once Gallus caught his breath, he made to withdraw himself from Silver's confines, but found the task difficult due to his knot having swelled an extra size or two. Regardless, a few good yet careful tugs were all that were needed, his rod slipping free as his seed oozed and trickled out of Silverstream.

"So high up..." uttered Silverstream, her arms spread out as she stared over the horizon.

"Great," said Gallus, looking at her incredulously, "looks like I broke you..." He then reached down and nudged her shoulder, saying, "Hey, get up already. I'd hate to spoil the whole afterglow thing, but the period bell is gonna ring soon and I'd like to get ourselves cleaned up before we head in for our next class."

"R-right," said Silver. Planting her claws on the cloud, she made an attempt to get up, only to flop back down. For a moment or two, she laid there and giggled. "Ha, wow. You really put me through the wringer. Would you mind, uh... carrying me?"

She gave him a toothy smile, to which Gallus rolled his eyes at.

"Fine," he said before scooping her up.

"Oh, and washing me?" Silver then added.

Gallus blinked, then furrowed his brows before flying them down toward the nearby lake.

"Okay, now you're pushing it."

Minutes later, both Gallus and Silverstream landed safely on the lake's shore. After reassuring Gallus that she was fit enough to stand, Silverstream was set down. Once her claws and hooves rested on warm sand, she then stretched her back and muscles, completely ignoring the dripping that was running down her inner thigh.

Enticed by the idea of washing away the sweat and combined fluids off his fur, Gallus was the first to step into the water. The water proved to be a bit on the cooler side, but ultimately refreshing--something he immediately discovered after dipping his claws and hind claws into it. Upon walking towards the deeper end, Gallus took a steeling breath and walked forward, braving the sudden drop in temperature as the water came up to his chest and groin. His wings flaring, Gallus grit his teeth and resisted the urge to jump out. Within moments, the urge faded, as the submerged section of his body had adjusted.

With the hard part of the way, Gallus took a breath, then held it before dunking his head under the water. He stayed under for a few seconds, then broke from the surface, gasping as his fur and feathers dripped from intense waterlog. With the temperature no longer a problem, Gallus was free to start scrubbing his body clean.

As the griffon did so, humming a low tune to himself, Silverstream looked on from the shore. The hippogriff was intrigued; Gallus just went straight into the water and already he seemed to be in his own little world. The sight was enough to bring up in Silverstream memory some old saying about birds and their baths, but she didn't think it'd apply to giffons. After all, they were half feline, and cats were notorious for their aversion to water. Nevertheless, Gallus seemed so pleased cleaning himself off, so distracted from his surroundings, so... vulnerable.

Right away, a devilish idea began to brew in Silver's mind. Just the thought of what she had planned caused her to grin devilishly behind her tented claws, as well as stirring in her loins. With her mind made up, Silverstream tiptoed her way towards the water, being careful not to make any hasty motions as to not alert Gallus. Once she made it to the water, Silver slid under it's surface, a bright light emanating from it before disappearing just as quickly as it came.

Thinking that he heard something, Gallus turned back to Silverstream, only to find that she wasn't where she was earlier. After quickly scanning the surrounding area and failing to find her, Gallus came to the conclusion that she either went into the nearby woods to deal with the call of nature, or went back to her dorm to clean up there. Cementing that thought with a shrug, Gallus went back to bathing himself.

Unbeknownst to the griffon, something was circling around him under the water. Wanting to get his attention, while also deciding to toy with him for a bit, it gave a light, passing brush against his hind leg. Feeling that, Gallus stopped what he was doing and stiffened his posture as he scanned the water around himself. He thought he saw something shoot past him, but he wasn't sure if that was just the sun and the water's ripples playing tricks on him.

Moments later, he realized he wasn't going crazy, as he felt something touch his groin beneath the water. Panic set in Gallus, only to be replaced by confusion and slight arousal when that same something began fondling his balls. Slowly, his shaft extended from his body, and Gallus prayed that it wasn't a biteaccuda giving him an erection.

Not wanting to leave it up to chance, Gallus raised his arm and readied his claw to strike into the water and yank out the strange shape he then saw in the water. Right as he was about to do so, however, Gallus halted, as a familiar face broke from the surface.

"My, what an impressive lure you have down there~" giggled Silverstream, her beak missing and instead replaced with a muzzle.

Lowering his claw, Gallus breathed out and slouched in relief. "Right... I forgot you can turn into a fish."

"Seapony," she corrected him. "And yeah, seeing as if partially my fault you wanted to take a bath, I figured I'd lend you a claw... or fin, heh, in my case." Her eyes half-lidding, Silver then finished with, "And you know what, I know the perfect place to start~"

Silver sunk back beneath the water, and immediately she went to work. Seconds later, Gallus went stiff, as he felt a fin wrap around the base of his cock before a pair of lips planted a kiss on the underside of his shaft. A tongue was soon introduced, tracing its way towards the rod's tip as the fin started stroking him.

Due to Silverstream's ministrations, Gallus's member, despite being a little sore from their last session, became incredibly hard once more. As for Gallus himself, his breath turned shaky, and he found himself giving small thrusts of his hips, prodding Silver's lips. Getting the hint, Silver obliged him and proceeded to wrap her lips around the tip of the griffon's hard spire. With it secured in her mouth, Silver gently sucked, her tongue lapping at its opening all the while. As she then attempted to take in more of his cock, Silver's free fin wondered towards her own marehood, which was slightly different than earlier now that she was in her seapony form.

Just about everything was there, though it was a bit more difficult for her to access. As a hippogriff, she had dexterous claws and her marehood had the traditional teardrop shape that female ponies had. As a seapony, however, her marehood was hidden behind a slit and her fins often had slight trouble pulling the folds apart to expose her entrance. Try as she might, though, Silver's fins were ineffective at giving her the pleasure she desired, and with it her frustration quickly grew.

Once she was fed up, Silver pulled her mouth away from Gallus's cock. Before the griffon could complain, she floated belly up to the surface, exposing her slit to him. It was bright red with need, and Gallus's white seed from earlier was pushed out bit by bit as it winked intensely.

Further aroused by the lewd display, Gallus looked Silver in the eyes, who wordlessly conveyed to him via her expressions for him to do something about her itch. More that happy to help her with that dilemma, Gallus raised his claw and flexed it before placing it on her belly. Right away, Silver laughed.

"S-sorry," she apologized. "I'm a bit ticklish there as a seapony."

Tucking away that bit of information for later, Gallus picked up where he left off. Pressing his claw down on her belly a bit, he then ran it towards her vagina. In the process of doing so, Gallus forced out even more of his cum from her, causing it to run down the side of her body and into the water.

With his beak forming into a grin, Gallus introduced his other claw and began to massage Silver's belly. Silverstream laughed, her fins slapping the water as she flailed about. Gallus kept her steady all the while, continuing to knead her stomach and causing more of his semen to seep from her.

Minutes into the rub, the white flow began to steadily lessen, emboldening Gallus to switch it up a bit. With one claw still rubbing, Gallus moved the other to Silverstream's slit, where he then plunged two fingers into her unceremoniously.

"Wh-whoa!" moaned the seapony, her tail fin splashing water in reflex.

Silverstream then convulsed slightly, electricity coursing through her body as Gallus further teased her by separating and moving his digits together over and over inside her. His fingers felt slimy, moving around in Silver's pussy still filled with his own cum, but he didn't mind. Not allowing Silver a moment to adjust, Gallus then proceeded to piston his fingers in and out of her, further wearing her already dazed mind.

Gallus was greatly amused. Silver's body would be relaxed one second, then with the smallest of flex of his fingers, she'd be stiff the next. He especially found her expression just as entertaining as well. Her head was on its side, her mouth agape and half filled with water, and her tongue hanging out as she breathed laboriously. Her eyes were closed, though her brows would knit to the tune of Gallus's invading fingers.

He kept at it with his fingers, sliding them in and out of Silverstream and listening to her throaty moans. Before long, Silver struggled to raise a fin, then wrapped it around Gallus's still moving wrist.

"You're... I think... I think I'm gonna cum again!" she wailed unevenly.

Gallus's smirk grew cheekier. His fingers kept moving, and just to help push her over the edge, he started wriggling them the moment her labia touched knuckle. That managed to draw out the desired reaction from Silverstream, her fins and tail slapping and kicking up water as she thrashed in place.

Moments later, Gallus felt her tunnel give off its first few spasms around his fingers, and with it, he drove his fingers as deep as possible within her and held them there. Silverstream's eyes widened, her back arching and her head submersed and upside down in the water as she came. Air bubbles escaped her mouth as she moaned, a mixture of her cum and Gallus's further coating the griffon's fingers as it spewed out from her slit in bursts. All the while, Gallus lightly pressed his free claw down on Silver's stomach, likely contributing as to why her release was so intense.

After a few more dying spurts, Silverstream's orgasm subsided, and her posture returned to where she was laying flatly on the water's surface. Her chest visibly rose and fell as she panted, her head rolling as she gasped for breath. As Silver rode out her high, Gallus extracted his fingers from her quivering pussy, the seapony producing a near quiet gasp as she did so. Raising his fingers to his sight, Gallus separated them and watched as strings of Silver's connected them.

Looking back to Silver, and seeing how out of it she was, Gallus got an idea. He brought his claw to her mouth and slid them past her lips. Silverstream was surprised at first, but she then began to suckle and lick his fingers before moaning contently. Her eyes half lidded, Silver grabbed his wrist again, keeping his claw in place as she thoroughly licked his digits clean. Gallus didn't think she'd go along with it, but nonetheless his ridged, pulsing erection beneath the water was a sign of his approval and excitement.

Nearly a minute later, Silverstream pulled his fingers out with an audible pop, then stuck her tongue out at the griffon teasingly. Smiling in amusement, Gallus took her fin and brought it under the water, then had her feel his rock hard member practically begging for attention.

"Oh wow, you're still hard?" asked Silverstream.

Gallus shrugged, saying, "After what just happened, how could I not be? If you're up for it, I can go another round. Though it might have to be my last for a while... Heh, eh... balls are kind of starting to hurt a bit..."

Right then and there, Silverstream's ever-present smile turned giddy. "Ooh, then for this last one, we have to do something I've always wanted to try!"

Flipping onto her stomach, Silverstream swam behind Gallus and nudged him towards the deeper side of the lake. Once they where there, however, she dove beneath the water and disappeared, leaving a very confused Gallus behind.

"Uh..." he uttered, trying to find her while keeping himself afloat. The water was very clear, but the lake bed was covered with loads of plant life, so he had trouble finding her.

Seconds into his search, Gallus felt something wrap around his hind paw. At first, he thought it was a piece of seaweed or something similar that snagged him, only before he could even look down to investigate, he was pulled straight under. The moment his head went under the water, Gallus went into full panic mode. He immediately held his breath, his claws reaching desperately for the surface to no avail.

Quickly burning through his stamina, Gallus needed to take a breath. He resisted the urge to do so, knowing that his lungs would be filled with nothing but water before eventually drowning. Try as he might, his own biology betrayed him, forcing him to open his beak.

Right as the griffon was about to involuntarily take in water, something was swiftly slipped over his head. To Gallus surprise and relief, his lungs were taking in great gulp-fills of air, his panic soon receding as he caught his breath.

"Whoopsie! I forgot for a second that you breath, you know, air..."

Gallus opened his eyes and spotted Silverstream floating in front of him, a timid look on her face as she placed his fins behind herself. The griffon glared at her; he was none too pleased with how Silverstream had put the fear of death in him more than once that day. Regardless, seeing as he was still alive to be upset about it, Gallus decided to let her off the hook and instead observed his surroundings. He was initially a bit confused as to why he was able to breath underwater, but the answer soon came to him once he noticed that the surrounding water was being kept at bay by the air bubble engulfing his head.

"Huh. Your handiwork, I presume," he said, being careful as to not pop the bubble with his claw as he pointed to it.

Silverstream nodded with a cheerful "Yup!"

"Mm, neat party trick," Gallus replied. "So, I'm guessing you dragging me to what I thought would be my watery grave has something to do with that thing you supposedly always wanted to try. Am I hitting the mark here?"

At that remark, Silverstream's muzzle grew a sultry, sly grin. "Doubly right again, Gallus" she said sweetly, placing her fins on the griffon's shoulders as she pressed her chest against his. "And you know what, that thing I've always wanted to try is so simple, too. Just never had an opportunity to do so... until now~"

"O-oh?" answered Gallus, slightly flustered. His hard member was sandwiched between their two bodies, pressed flatly against his stomach while the seapony began grinding her lower half over his groin. Even through the water, his base picked up the intense heat radiating from her slit. "Let me guess," he continued. "That thing you want to do: sex underwater."

Silver's fins slid down from Gallus's shoulders and made their way over his flanks. "Bingo," she chimed, giving his rear a teasing squeeze.

With that said, Silverstream guided Gallus to the lake's bottom, where she then had him lay down on a bed of moss. Right away Gallus set about to make himself comfortable, his erection pointing straight up in proud display all the while. Once his rump found snug purchase on the moss, Gallus further separated his hind legs and shot the seapony a lopsided grin.

Needing no further invitation, and thinking they were long past the need for any further foreplay, Silverstream swam over him and went straight to business. Placing one fin on the griffon's shoulder, Silver looked between their chests and began angling her decent. Within mere moments, the tip of Gallus's spire hit its mark and began its insertion, its warmth practically burning to Silverstream when compared to the surrounding cool water. A few moments later, the rest of the tool's length slid in, followed by Silverstream giving off a low, pleasurable moan.

With one claw on her hip, Gallus reached around Silver and placed the other over what he believed to be the seapony equivalent of a rear. Nevertheless, he steadily pushed her down, slowly impaling her over his throbbing cock. Before long, he grunted contently as he fully hilted within her, though his knot seemed to have difficulties pushing past her slit.

Despite that, the two breathed a pleasurable sigh before pulling their hips away, only to have them meet again, albeit somewhat violently. After repeating the act a few more times, Silverstream practically bounced atop Gallus, all while he bucked his hips upwards to meet her halfway. Working into a set tempo, the two kept at it, Silver directing her moans and cries upwards while Gallus grit his teeth in concentration. At the speed they were moving, wet slaps would have accompanied the joining of their groins were it not for the water.

Unbeknownst to the two, seeing as they were so focused on the act, their swift motions stirred the water around them, kicking up sand and plants adjacent to them. There was so much force behind their movements that it was only a matter of time before the two began to float upwards, though either had failed to realize that. They both maintained their intimate tango during their accent, Gallus with his eyes tightly closed and Silver moaning while staring up at the surface, too distracted by mind-boggling pleasure to notice it was getting closer.

Nearly halfway towards the surface, the two sped up their efforts; they'd done the same song and dance enough times that day to recognize the telltale signs of the other's impending climax, and therefore tried to push the other one over the edge first. Throwing all caution to the wind, the two moved faster and faster, both edging the other towards their release. Due to their movements, their positions slowly flipped.

Almost a minute later, right as the two unknowingly emerged from the water with Silverstream floating on her back and Gallus atop her, one of them made it clear that they were losing their little competition.

"F-fuck!" cried Silverstream, her mind going hazy as she raised her tail to meet Gallus's downward thrusts. "I'm gonna... I'm gonna--"

Deciding not to let her finish that sentence, Gallus brought his waist down with everything he had, turning her words into muted gasps. Coincidentally, the impact had enough momentum behind it to force his knot between her slit. Upon feeling an extra few inches penetrate her, Silverstream finally came. Shutting her eyes, she wrapped her fins around Gallus and brought him belly to belly with her as she wailed loudly. Her walls squeezed, twitched, and quivered around the griffon's length, all while intense pleasure rippled throughout her whole body.

Spurred on by the new warmth now directly transferring around his knot, Gallus halfheartedly returned the embrace and climaxed as well. He half grunted, half moaned as his mast twitched before releasing thick spurts of its payload directly into Silver's womb, his knot struggling to swell to its full size around the seapony's tight slit. Seconds passed, and as both of their voices died down, the last rope of Gallus's seed (possibly the last for the entire day, Gallus sensed) was discharged, the pleasure and adrenaline that came with his release having caused him to momentarily black out.

Immediately coming to, Gallus found himself laying listlessly atop of Silverstream, their two chests heaving heavily. Silverstream appeared conscious, though just barely if her low groans and mumbles were any indication. After turning his attention to his surroundings, Gallus soon noticed that they had surfaced from the water sometime ago, although due to how intense that last session was, he couldn't recall when that happened. Lacking the strength or will to do just about anything at that point, Gallus opted to simply lay still and allow the sun to shine its inviting warmth over his drenched backside and wings.

After a few seconds of aimless drifting, however, the pair heard what sounded to be a slow clap coming from nearby, the sound causing the two to shoot their eyes open in terror. Fearful that they had been caught in a compromising position, the two scanned in all directions. Due to his exceptional griffon sight, it didn't take long before Gallus honed his sights on a familiar orange dragon standing at the lake's shore.

"S-Smolder!" he uttered upon seeing her, panic setting in.

"Oh, Smolder's here?" Seeing the direction Gallus was staring at, Silverstream did the same and immediately spotted her friend, albeit from an upside down point of view due to her position. "Oh hey Smolder!" she greeted, waving her fin at her. "Gee, how long have you been standing there?"

"Eh, not long. Heard what I thought was two dying animals so I decided to investigate. Just a happy little accidentally that I walk out from the bushes and find you two here," Smolder replied. Sporting a toothy, lopsided grin on her face, she cast her sights on the pair and she crossed her arms over her chest. "So... having yourselves a little recreational swim there, huh?"

"Th-this isn't what it looks like!" cried Gallus. Ever since Smolder and him had sex in her dorm room, the two carried on as if nothing had happened and Gallus never bothered to ask if that made them a couple. Regardless, if she did consider them to be one, then she just caught him cheating on her with another girl, and with one of their other friends no less.

Wanting desperately to somewhat salvage the situation, Gallus made to separate himself from Silver; he was going to put some distance between them and claim that it was nothing more than a casual swim between two friends. Unfortunately, Gallus immediately ran into a slight hiccup with that plan. Namely the fact that he couldn't yank his knot out from Silverstream's pussy. In a panic, he flapped his waterlogged wings and tried to pull his groin away, yet all he succeeded in doing was making Silverstream blush and moan in front of Smolder from the struggle.

"'Not what it looks like,' hmm?" said Smolder, tapping her foot. "You mean to tell me that that's not your dick wedged knot-deep inside Silverstream's fish cooch?"

"Um..." Gallus was speechless. He had no idea what to say. Shutting his eyes, Gallus prepared himself for what he was sure to be immolation by dragon fire. What instead happened, Gallus did not expect.

"You know what, don't answer; it's pretty clear that it is," said Smolder. Much to Gallus's shock and surprise, there was no spite or malice in her voice. Quite the opposite, in fact. "Anyway, if it's anything like last time, it'll be a while before that knot of yours looses it's swelling, so you two will have to come up with a good excuse as to why you arrived late to your next class."

"Ooh, good idea!" cheered Silverstream.

"I, uh..." Gallus had trouble processing why this unfortunate meeting was so casual.

"Well I'm done with my lunch," said Smolder, spreading her wings and hopping into the air. "Next class is gonna start in a bit, and unlike you two, I'll be arriving on time. Silverstream," she winked at the sea pony, who winked back, "Gallus, later."

And with that, Smolder flew off, leaving an extremely confused griffon behind. Gallus stared off at where Smolder was, his beak slack.

"Wha... what just happened?" he asked.

"We had sex, multiple times. That's what happened," Silverstream answered nonchalantly before whispering, "That and I won my part of the bet..."

Gallus blinked, then looked to her. "What was that?"

"O-oh nothing!" Silverstream dismissed with a wave of her fin. "Oh hey, idea! See, I'm less tighter as a hippogriff, so do you think if I changed back into one your knot would pop right out and we'd be able to get to class on time, or do you think something would go horribly wrong midway through the transformation? Mm, namely something horrible happening to your pecker. Oh well, guess we won't find out till we try!"

Upon seeing Silverstream reach a fin for her necklace, Gallus's eyes widened in terror. His claw shot out faster than lightning, stopping her fin from making contact with the pear fragment.

"Uh-uh! We are not risking that!" he decreed. "We are going to play it safe and just wait untill the swelling goes down, understood?"

Seeing no qualms with that plan, Silverstream nodded and Gallus released her fin and breathed a sigh of relief. Just like Smolder predicted, Gallus's knot did lose it's swelling, though the wait did cause them to be late. When questioned by Professor Fluttershy for their tardiness, their excuse went nothing beyond:

"Sorry, we were sort of caught up in a bind."