Author's Note

Kinks: Anthro, DragonxGriffon, Shortstack, Horny Dragoness, Blowjob, Titjob, Fear of Getting Caught, Wearable Dragon

On Being Pursued 01

Vincent Bloodfeather had no real idea how he had ended up in the situation he was in these days. He was just an average high-school student of the male griffon persuasion. He was tall and lean, lanky with a strength that one wouldn’t think of at first glance. His more feline half was dusty brown, while his feathered portion was white, with tints of rust red on the edges of his plumage. All in all, not particularly eye-catching or attractive.

And yet he’d found himself in a relationship with the most persistent of females. Not of his own choice, but he wasn’t denying it was a pleasurable one.

She managed to convince him to sneak off during lunch. The gym locker rooms tended to be empty, even then the smol but thicc dragon had his waist pinned to the wall of the shower stall, and had his dick down her throat. The orange-scaled dragon grunted as she tried to swallow more of him than was probably healthy, nevertheless she persisted. Her claws kneaded at his thighs as her tail twitched in concentration.

“I-I’m telling you,” Vincent huffed out, gripping onto the wall with his own set of claws. “You’re...not gonna get the knot down. You’re not big enough for it-”

“Gurk-” Smolder half-gagged as she tugged the cock out of her mouth. “I will someday.” She said a little raspily as she sat back on her ankles, rubbing the slobber from her mouth and squeezing one of her surprisingly large breasts.

“Unless you’re secretly more stretchy than belief, I don’t think you’re getting the knot down your mouth,” the griffon pointed out, only panting a little at the end of the blowjob for the moment. “Plus I don’t think you’d like it if you could, me tying with your mouth would lead to all sorts of problems.” Not that she’d tried taking it anywhere else, yet.

“I’m just stubborn.” She pouted at him, tugging her shirt and bra up and letting her breasts bounce free. She winked at him. “Were you close?”

“I mean you’re pretty good at working me up,” Vincent admitted as his cock dribbled a bead of pre. “Another minute and you’d have had lunch regardless.”

“Well, wanna handjob or would you rather fuck my tits and cum on my face.” She stuck her tongue out at him.

“I, um, well both sound appealing,” the griffon blushed a little at the idea.

She stood up, her head only getting up to his chest. She made to move but there was a distant bell, and in moments the locker room started to fill.

The plus side, nobody used the showers during the day, and the stalls tended to stay closed. The downside, they were effectively stuck there.

Smolder pressed herself against Vincent, her breasts squishing against his stomach. She reached up and put a claw over his mouth as the other claw stroked his cock, only to slowly push it up between her breasts.

The griffon grunted a little and thrust a few times. Her tits, the thrill of being caught, either by the other students or the fact that they were going to be late to their next class...he didn’t last ten seconds. His cock twitched and painted between the dragoness’ tits and the underside of her muzzle with his hot, sticky seed.

Her mouth lowered and she started to lap at the jizz, meeting his eyes as she did. If he hadn’t just cum, he probably would have again at the sight of her doing that, it was so hot.

Then the griffon realized they were really going to be late to their next class, and made muffled noises behind the claw holding his beak shut.

“I know.” She let off his beak. “Need to clean off my tits though.”

“S-sorry for making such a mess,” Vincent said with a wince.

“Next time, you gotta put it somewhere that makes less of a mess.” She stuck her tongue out and tugged her shirt and bra back down. “It’ll be gross but I’ll just clean up later. Plus I got a story for the chat.”

...What did she mean by that?

Vincent had hoped that a few days had given his lewd little paramor time to cool down. It seemed like things had gone back to normal, anyways. He went to class, he nodded at the shortstack dragoness when they passed each other in the hallways, lunch was not interrupted by random trysts.

And then one day she yanked him out of his comfort zone.

“Hey, I have an idea.” She spoke up, looking around and noticing that nobody was really paying attention to them. “Bathroom.” She winked.

“Um?” the griffon blinked. “Yes, there’s one there, what-”

She immediately grabbed his talon and dragged him off. They slipped into the bathroom and she pushed him into a stall and locked it behind them. The griffon was pushed onto the seat and let out a soft ‘oof’ as his backside impacted it.

“Normally people don’t share-” he started to point out.

She turned around, stuck her thumbs into the waistband of her sweatpants, and yanked them down, showing off her ass and the skimpy panties barely containing it.

“Of course it’s something lewd,” Vincent sighed, but didn’t fight it. She always got her way, and truth be told it was rather enjoyable. “So what do you need me to do?” he asked.

She tugged down her panties and took both them and the sweatpants off, to hang them on the hook on the back of the stall. “Whip it out.” She blinked lustfully at him.

Vincent unzipped his pants and tugged his half-hard cock out of his underwear, leaving the barbed, not yet knotted, pillar of flesh to stand free.

Smolder backed up and sat on his lap. She tugged her tail aside and ground her ass against his shaft. “You know you love it.”

“As my hardening cock can attest to,” the griffon agreed. “I just didn’t know you were this needy.” Already he was wondering what she had planned.

“I got a massive-cocked bf, of course I’m gonna fuck that every chance I get.” She looked over her shoulder and winked at him. “It’s actually much more fun than going solo.” She emphasized by standing a little and rubbed his shaft over her puffy lips.

“C-careful, I don’t know if you’re big enough for-” the griffon tried to warn her.

The tip rubbed over and between those hot lips. “You sure? I think my pussy’s far more stretchy.”

That silenced any warnings Vincent had to give, he had to admit the heat felt nice on his cock. And he didn’t know this, but those barbs would feel nice to the dragoness as they sunk in as well.

Her claw held onto his shaft, so it wouldn’t move as she slowly sank down. She let out a small groan as she felt his tip sink inside her. Each barb tickled her clit as it passed, until she slowly came to a halt about halfway down his shaft.

“T-that feels good, but don’t push yourself,” Vincent warned her. “You shouldn’t hurt-”

“Please.” She said, letting herself take that shaft, feeling the barbs drag against her walls. “You’ve seen me take bigger.” She winked at him.

There was a feeling of their hips almost meeting, but not quite. She’d come to rest against his rapidly forming knot, the bulge a little wider than the cock itself as it slowly inflated.

“Told ya.” She leaned back, resting her back against his chest as she rocked her hips back and forth a bit. “Though, I bet you want to feel your knot inside me.”

“I mean, it’s kind of a good trigger to get a male griff to cum,” Vincent admitted with a chuckle.

“Might have to leave that for sometime special.” She looked up at him. “And don’t tell me you just wanna sit there while I do all the work.”

“Well what would you suggest I do, I don’t want to hurt you,” Vincent pointed out. “You’re a dragon, but I’m pretty sure if I went too hard I could hurt your insides.”

She reached her claws down, grabbed his talons and brought them up to her breasts. “Are you dense, I have tits, and I know you love playing with them.”

...She shouldn’t have tempted him.

The griffon not only firmed up his grip on her tits, but stood up, robbing her of the ability to ride him effectively. She gasped as her weight was held up by his talons and cock. With a grunt as he held her in place via her chest, his cock hammered into and out of her while he held her still, treating her like a living toy.

Her eyes widened as her breath was driven out by the first thrust. She went limp, letting him use her. The barbs dragged against her in the most shockingly enjoyable way. His talons dug through her shirt and pressed into the sensitive scales of her breasts. She wouldn’t mind getting fucked senseless like this.

Vincent kept up the thrusting for a little bit longer, but time sort of blurred as he pistoned his hips back and forth. Eventually he huffed a little harder, thrust a little deeper, and that knot ground against her hips, but not going in. But that was all the warning Smolder got before the whole length twitched and started flooding her depths with his hot, sticky release.

She managed to get out a breathy groan as her legs shook. She was incredibly close but the heat was more than enough for her at the moment.

Eventually Vincent came back to himself, and sat back down on the toilet, to let Smolder climb off of him at her leisure. He also looked a little contrite, as if he couldn’t believe what he’d done.

She sat in his lap and rubbed at her clit with a claw. “Feel better getting that out, stud?”

“I-I’m sorry,” the griffon babbled. “You taunted me and then I just felt something snap-”

She reached a claw up and dragged his head down to kiss her. He felt her pussy squeeze him as hot liquid dribbled around his knot. She broke the kiss with a breathy hum. “Don’t be sorry, it was hot.” She smiled. “And we need to find better spots to properly enjoy ourselves.”

“...Yeah, a bathroom stall is not what I’d call ideal,” the griffon admitted with a small chuckle. Okay, so he wasn’t in trouble. That was good. He didn’t want, whatever this was, to be over.

“You could always come over to my place. Or we could fuck in your car. Or we could fuck at your place. Wherever, I just fucking love you.” She froze. “-ImeanIlovefuckingyou!”

Vincent twisted the dragoness around so she was facing him and trapped her muzzle in a kiss with his beak, not coincidentally sending his barbs to scrap along half her insides with that little maneuver. She groaned, leaning into the kiss and hugging him as best she could, what with her tits squishing against his chest.

Eventually Vincent broke it and sighed, resting his head on top of hers. “Don’t, tempt me,” he warned her. “That was so good, I might take you home and keep you there if you offered.”

“Lemme set up some cams and we can make money while you try and get that knot in.” She stuck her tongue out cutely.

“...You’re serious,” he noted.

“Absolutely, baring you’ve got the room, and my step-sister might want to join, though she’d need some convincing.” She smirked. “She’s super kinky but thinks nobody else knows.”

“Tell you what,” Vincent offered. “I’ll drive you home today. If you manage to pack up your stuff into my car, I’ll drive you back to my place to stay instead. I’ve got a guest room you can have.”

“Dad might throw a fit, but I’m adopted and he’s an asshole, so that sounds like a fucking dream.” She grinned at him.

That had been Thursday. True to her word, an elderly dragon male had stomped out onto the lawn to yell at him as Smolder and a pretty blue dragoness stuffed things into his trunk and back seat. Vincent had taken the verbal abuse with a calm air, pointing out that if he was such a good dad, why was she so eager to leave. That only seemed to set him off more when he couldn’t refute the point.

Friday had been fairly normal. They still went to school and for once neither of them were lewd to each other. Probably because they were so close to each other already, now.

But Saturday…

“Chat! Chat! Sorry I’ve been away! I moved!” Smolder said into the headset that was plopped onto her head. The shortstack dragon was only wearing one thing, the headset. “I moved out, so did sis, so he isn’t gonna be a problem. Plus, check out my new gaming chair.”

She said that and lowered the webcam. That was a griff lap.

“Wanna see how fuckin’ packed my boyfriend is? And don’t mind him, he doesn’t like showing his face.” Smolder smirked at the camera as Chat proceeded to erupt with emojis and ‘LET’S GOOOOOOO!’s. “What do you think?” She looked over her shoulder, “wanna show off for the first time?”

In response, a set of griffon claws reached down and fished something out from under Smolder’s behind.

That, was a griffon cock. She could take one that big? How, was the main question Chat kept asking.

“How?! I’m insulted! You’ve seen my sextoys!” Smolder snapped at the computer.

“They’re washed and organized by the way.” A voice came from outside the bedroom.

“Thanks Ember! You’re the best!” Smolder looked over to the door.

“Be careful.” Came the response.

“You can always come in.” Smolder teased.

“S-Smolder!” Ember sounded shocked.

“That wasn’t a nooooo~” Smolder teased, casually stroking the shaft bobbing over her stomach.

Then the claws picked Smolder up a bit before aiming the shaft and sinking her back down onto the cock, taking half of it in an instant.

“Eep!” Smolder yelped.

“You okay?” Ember asked.

“He big.” Smolder managed to get out. Those claws stroked over Smolder’s front before lying back and letting her take control. He didn’t want to bump the camera, after all. “‘Ey, play with the titties.” The smol dragon playfully glared up at him as her hips started to roll.

There was a chuff sound from slightly off-camera, before those claws came back up and squeezed and massaged the dragon’s sensitive tits in time with her hip thrusting.

“He so quiet.” She giggled, letting herself slowly glide down to sit on his knot. There was another noise from the griffon, a peep of concern as she slid so deep. They’d never gotten the knot in before, was she really about to try to do it on camera-

She rocked her lips against his knot, more and more wetness covered it. “So, should we try to make it fit?”

The griffon let out a wark of concern, not any actual words were spoken. But Chat loved the idea.

“What, don’t you wanna feel my tight pussy around your knot?” Smolder asked, her voice dripping with lewdness. Her claws came up and squeezed the talons kneading at her tits.

A shiver seemed to pass through the griffon, what the camera could see of him anyways.

Then his claws came down to Smolder’s hips and pushed.

“Mmmm, MMMM, yeah Daddy, like that.” Smolder groaned as her pussy lips slowly stretched around the knot. It seemed to be a battle that would stay in stasis for a good ten seconds, and then…

Pop

With a sound that was audible on camera, the knot slipped in, leaving the dragoness attached to the griffon quite thoroughly.

“Oh GOD!” Smolder pressed her claws into the bulge poking out of her stomach. She pressed and rubbed, groaning as she did. “Can you feel that?”

Chat could see the cock twitch inside her at those ministrations, and it wasn’t long before Smolder’s stomach was bulging for an entirely different reason. Namely, her seat was filling her up with hot griffon spunk, delivered as deep as possible, and not allowed to escape due to the knot.

“I’m gonna cum!” Smolder squeaked out, roughly rubbing both the growing bulge and her overly sensitive clit. That only enticed the buried cock to inflate her with more cum, the bulge growing quite a bit as he kept pumping and inflating her belly.

“Fuck FUCK!” Smolder pressed her back into his chest as her legs shot out straight. She shook as she roughly rubbed her pussy that couldn’t even let out any of her lust.

And the griffon just, kept, cumming. Now it looked like she was trying to smuggle a bowling ball under her scales.

Her tongue lolled out as her legs quivered. “Gonna fuck some crossbreeds inta me?” She groaned. That got the cock to twitch a little harder, the next spurt massive inside of the ‘ness. Eventually, though, he calmed down...but not before turning Smolder round.

“Well… I’m not moving from this spot for awhile.” Smolder said, a little raspy. “Fuck… So… fucking full…”

The claws reached up and took the headset off of her head, and then the griffon stood up.

Without needing to support Smolder in any way, thanks to his cock running through her, she came along for the ride.

Ember shivered, her eye wide as she peeked through the keyhole of the doorknob. Her claw was down her pants as her fingers roughly fucked her snatch. She watched Smolder get bloated with cum and dearly wished that that could be her.

Maybe it could be...