The Rise of Passion

"This is a really weird assignment..." scowled Smolder. "I mean, why can't we just stick with our original pairings and still be able to complete it?"

"That's probably our fault," snorted Gallus, dropping his overnight bag in front of Yona's desk. "Sandbar and I having a headstart would create an unfair advantage."

Smolder shrugged. "I mean, I guess so, but who cares? As long as you learned something, what does it matter when?"

"It matters the amount of effort to which you need to put into it. My presentation with you should be about the same as Sandbar and Yona's presentation. If I were the one with Sandbar, we'd clearly be able to go over more with ours."

"So? We're all learning the same stuff."

"Yeah, but what if you and Yona worked really hard and your efforts weren't even comparable to mine and Sandbar's?"

"I wouldn't care."

"Yona would."

"Yeah, but Yona wants to be a shining beacon to attract everyone to her."

"Well, I'd rather not upset her by upstaging her unfairly. If we're going to upstage her, I'd rather it be because we worked for it."

Smolder smirked. "Do you want to upstage her?"

Gallus cracked his neck, shoulders and claws, a grin spreading across his beak. "Where do you want to start?"

Smolder held up her notebook. "Top of the list? I have to explain your cock and balls to everyone else. I still want full marks, even if my thorough analysis leaves you with nothing to report. Up on the bed and spread 'em."

"Hm, nice try." Gallus leaped at her, knocking her onto her back and pinning her to her own bed in a surprise attack. He then turned around and dangled his balls over her face. "I'm not going to have the weakest grade because you want to know everything about my testicles. We go together!"

Smolder snorted. "Okay, first question. Why are they on the outside like this?" She grabbed his balls in her claw and tugged on them, weakening his legs as he retreated. "They're so exposed and open to damage. Why don't you store them inside your body where they're safe?"

"It's a display," he winced. "The lower they hang, the more virile the male. Stop pulling on them!"

"Well, bring them down so I can see them better!"

Gallus lowered himself. As long as she had him by the balls, he was reluctant to push the issue of exploring her. As his balls and her face came together, it was much easier to relax.

"Well, I can place some of that smell," she grunted. "Sandbar's arse. I know the stench of colon, and then the sweat. But there's something else in there. I can't quite place it."

"It's my natural musk," explained Gallus. "Drives the ladies, and Sandbar, wild."

"Does it actually work? I ha-- Ah!" She was cut off as Gallus's claws pulled open her cloaca. She was already soaked.

Gallus licked his claw. "Tastes like it works just fine."

"N-not fair! That's a very sensitive area!"

"Sensitive and wet." Gallus leaned down and dragged his tongue along the slit. "Smells sweet to entice you in, but tastes savoury, as if telling you it's healthy and nutritious. My first instinct is to keep eating."

"You'd better not--" she was once again struck by the overwhelming wave of arousal his touch brought. Every movement of his claw sent her to depths never before plumbed. But her competitive side would not let him beat her. If he knew what she tasted like, it was imperative that she knew the same of him.

She wrapped her tongue not just around his balls, but his dick, too, pulling the whole package into her mouth. It was foul at first, but after a few seconds, she was through the sticky outer layer and into the skin. The barbs were similar to something she'd seen in anatomical models when taking a more dragon-centric interest in males. She hadn't known that gryphons possessed the same trait.

"You're leaking, too," she said, letting go of him. "Anything to shay for yourshelf?"

"You're slurring," answered Gallus. "Admit it, you want to jump ahead on the list!"

She grabbed him by the hips and pushed him to the side, rolling on top of him. "Forget the damn list!" She spun around and sat on top of him, directing his cock up into her. Her instincts took over, and her body shifted around to accept his organ with little input from her. "Show me what you did with Sandbar! I want to feel every centimetre!"

Gallus grabbed her ankles, pushing her onto her back. "Well, first, I was the one on top. As for what we did, it was this!"

As he began to pump, he immediately noticed that it felt different. Different from Sandbar, surely, but this was even a distance from Zecora. As her claws dug into his shoulders, he felt invigorated. His hips slapped against her arse harder and deeper than any of his previous partners, and the look of pure pleasure on her face told her that he should not be afraid to fuck her harder and harder. She was sturdy enough, she could handle it.

Gallus and Smolder's room was filled with the sound of flesh slapping and moaning. It wasn't a long list, but this was the roughest, ball-slappingest, most passionate sex Gallus had ever had, and it was Smolder's first time.

After twenty minutes, Gallus drilled his entire shaft into Smolder's cloaca, flooding it with his seed. So enamored was she, filled to the brim with hot gryphon spunk that she grabbed his head and shoved her tongue into his mouth. She didn't know what she was doing or why, it just felt right.

Panting and gasping, Gallus rolled over. "That... was... amazing."

"You're tellin' me," chuckled Smolder. "Ugh, it hurts to laugh..."

"I'm exhausted," sighed Gallus, fluttering over to Yona's bed. "I'm definitely going to remember this. We'll write it all down in the morning."

Smolder jumped on top of him from across the room. "Nice try. I don't care if you're exhausted. I'm not letting you go to bed until that list of sexual positions is exhausted!"