Learning The Ropes

The following day felt strange for Gallus. Waking up on the couch still half-groggy and momentarily unaware of where he was was an experience for sure. His head ached just a bit from the booze Lost Way and Gilda had brought home last night, and for a moment he allowed himself to let out a groan and bury his head back underneath the pillow that Crash had given him the night before.

Lost Way and Crash had tried to convince Gallus to take their bed, but there was a point where the gryphon simply had to point out they were doing too much for him. Besides, he felt far more comfortable placing the pillows of the couch all around him and bundling up in the middle with a blanket like a makeshift nest than he ever would in a normal bed.

The scent of coffee was the only thing to bring Gallus out from under the pillow. It was overpowering, to be honest. Actually, it was so strong that he should have probably realized Gilda was standing right in front of him holding a mug a little sooner. Unfortunately for him the moment he pulled his head out from under the pillow and saw her eyes staring down at him it was too late to prepare himself, and he let out a caw like a startled bird and jumped in place.

“Ahaha!” Gilda laughed down at him. “Seriously? Jumpy, much?”

“Oh my gosh!” Gallus whined as he sat up. “How are you so quiet?”

“How are YOU so noisy?” Gilda asked. “You still snore, you know.”

“You still get up way too early, you know,” Gallus replied with a mild glare before falling back down onto the pillow and letting out a weary sigh. “Don’t you ever sleep in?”

“Pfft, no,” Gilda said. “I gotta get my morning fly in before the sun gets too high or else I’ll be scorched up there. Here you go, nerd bird.”

Gilda set down the mug of coffee right onto the table in front of Gallus. Upon closer inspection, the inside was a light shade of brown instead of the black he associated with Gilda’s drinking habits. He could smell the sugary cream.

“You still like it all gross and sugary?” Gilda asked.

“Um, yeah,” Gallus said as he reached out to take the mug and sipped at it. “Thanks, Gilds.”

It was strange to sit here and have Gilda do something outright nice for him. While he would never call Gilda outright mean their dynamic for most of his life had been an antagonizing one from her end. To have her do something for him without ulterior motives was strange. It seemed her time with Crash and Lost really had changed her.

“Want company?” Gallus asked. “On your fly, I mean.”

“Pfft, think you can keep up?” Gilda asked.

“Hey, I’m a royal guard now!” Gallus snapped. “Not some runt!”

“Then finish that coffee and show me what you got, nerd,” Gilda said before turning around and flicking her lion-like tail over his mouth with a quick whip. “I’ll be outside stretching.”

Gallus could feel himself blush at Gilda’s teasing, and had to hide his face by putting his beak to the mug and sipping his coffee. Once she turned away he felt a spark of competitiveness grow within him, and he was quick to down the rest of his cup and scurry to his feet. Suddenly the dull pain in his head didn’t seem to matter all that much now that he was determined.

Gilda had always been the competitive one, but even at a young age some of it had rubbed off on Gallus. When he was little she used to make him race her or get into silly competitions. It had been so long since this was the routine that Gallus had all but forgotten about it until he stepped outside to see Gilda stretching both her wings and her legs. She looked back with a cocky look on her face.

“Better stretch,” Gilda said. “Don’t wanna have to rescue your dumbass if you cramp up and start falling out of the sky.”

“You are NEVER gonna let that one go, are you?” Gallus asked.

“Heh, nope,” Gilda replied.

Once they were off in the sky it felt like Gallus could properly breathe. He had never been obsessed like Gilda was about speed or strength, but any gryphon worth their salt always felt the most at home when gliding through the clouds.

Gallus was feeling a little confident, and perhaps that was his first mistake. Part of Royal Guard training for those who could fly was to constantly test their speed and push it to the limits. Gallus had gotten his best flying mile down by minutes compared to where he started, but he had forgotten just how speedy Gilda could be. You’d think that with her body being larger and more muscular than his that it might slow her down, but Gilda had seemingly perfected speed throughout her entire life.

Within minutes Gallus was struggling to keep up. At first they had been neck and neck, but as Gallus’ wings began to ache Gilda actually pulled ahead of him. As she did so she looked behind and stuck out her tongue, which caused a childish rage to brew up inside of Gallus. Despite the fact that his body was reaching its limit he demanded it go faster. He ignored the aching pain in his wings and the way he could hardly see from the wind whipping so viciously at his eyes and focused purely on catching up to Gilda.

By the time they hit the end of their lap around the city Gallus nearly crashed into the ground upon landing. He had just barely managed to pull ahead of Gilda at the very last second and was already paying the price for it. He collapsed on the ground in a panting mess unable to move his legs due to them feeling like jelly.

“I… Finally… Won…” Gallus panted heavily between each word. His heart was pounding about a million miles a minute as he spoke.

“Congrats, Squirt,” Gilda said. She was standing over him looking down with a cocky smile. She was hardly even breathing hard, much less the collapsed wreck that Gallus was after pushing himself like that. “Guess the guards are worth something after all.”

“Ow…” Gallus whined as he tried to sit up but found that his legs wouldn’t obey him. His wings ached and it was starting to hit him just how badly he had pushed himself. “Well, that’s gonna suck in a few hours…”

“Idiot,” Gilda said before letting out a sigh and leaning down to grab one of Gallus’ hands to yank him up. She forced him to lean against her. “Let’s get back inside and drink some water, yeah? Probably shouldn’t have pushed yourself that hard just after drinking.”

“Now you tell me,” Gallus whined softly.

“I thought you were a big boy now,” Gilda said in a tone Gallus took to mean she was mocking him. He couldn’t help but blush as he was forced to lean against her and led back into the house.

“Hey you two!” Lost Way was quick to greet the two gryphons. The scent of hay bacon and coffee was even stronger than before. “Where have yo— woooooah, what happened?”

“Nothing, he’s fine,” Gilda said as she led Gallus back to the could and let him plop down. “He just tried to do something really dumb.”

“Oh yeah? Lost Way asked as he approached the two. “What’s that?”

“Try to beat Gilda,” Gallus whined. “Ugh, my wings hurt.”

“Big baby,” Gilda said with a roll of her eyes. “Hold on, I’ll get you some water.”

Gilda really was different. Back in the day she would simply mock him and leave him in pain if he pushed himself like this. However this time within a few moments he felt the cool press of an ice pack against his back right between his wings as well as the sensation of glass press up to his beak.

“Since when did you get so motherly?” Gallus asked.

“Probably when she asked Crash to call her ‘Mommy’ in bed that one time,” Lost Way said.

“Hey!” Gilda snapped. “You shut your mouth you damn zebra!”

Lost Way snickered before quickly darting out of the room to avoid Gilda’s swiping talons aimed directly at his face. She growled but gave up the idea of chasing him to instead sit there and act bitter.

“You sure you don’t wanna beat him up?” Gallus asked.

“Eh, he’s not worth it,” Gilda said.

Gilda sat down on the floor in front of the nest that Gallus had made and let out a long sigh as her body relaxed. She began to rub at her shoulder blades and crank her arm around in a circle.

“You seem really happy here,” Gallus said.

“I do?” Gilda asked.

“Yeah,” Gallus said. “Back with the other gryphons you always talked about never wanting to settle down anywhere for long. It’s weird to see you be so… not restless.”

“Don’t get me wrong,” Gilda said. “Canterlot’s full of a bunch of snobs and I can’t stand half the ponies here. It’s just… I guess the ones I like make up for it.”

“I’m glad you’re happy,” Gallus said.

“What about you?” Gilda asked before turning around with a coy grin. “Lost and Crash teach you good lessons for those friends of yours?”

Instantly Gallus felt his cheeks grow warm. He gave a brief nod of his head only to feel his blush worsen as Gilda laughed in response.

“That one dragon girl you like,” Gilda said. “You said she was kinda… I dunno, spunky?”

“You could say that,” Gallus said. “She reminds me of you a little, actually. She never takes any crap but I can tell she cares a lot about the creatures around her.”

“Wow, way to ruin my self image of a cool collected heartless badass,” Gilda said with a playful smirk. “Still, I dunno how good the lessons those two boys would be if she’s actually like me.”

“I thought you liked doing… it with them,” Gallus said. It felt strange to say the word ‘sex’ out loud despite it being so common the past few days.

“Obviously I do,” Gilda said. “Just… I had to push Crash a little to get him up to a speed I like a bit more. Lost is a little closer to what you should be aiming for, but from what heeee told me you weren’t the one doing the giving when it was his turn, hmm?”

“You talked about that?” Gallus whined.

“Of course,” Gilda said. “Lost said you were REALLY cute, by the way.”

“Uuggghhhh,” Gallus whined before turning away from Gilda. He let out a sharp hiss as the ice pack shifted on his back and fell on one of his wings. Gilda was quick to reach up and readjust it and quickly chastise him.

“Oh don’t be such a prude,” Gilda said. “Course my boys are gonna tell me how it was. We wouldn’t be a herd if we weren’t open.”

“I guess,” Gallus said. He was frowning now as he felt Gilda begin to gently rub the base of his wings. “Do you really think Smolder would be disappointed?”

“Now hang on, I didn’t say that,” Gilda said. “I just said it might just take some time to match her speed. That’s normal in relationships.”

“Yeah, but…” Gallus began then trailed off.

Gilda let out another long winded sigh.

“Do you even know what it’s like to be with a girl?” Gilda asked. “Didn’t you say you hadn’t even done stuff with boys till a few days ago?”

“Nothing serious, no,” Gallus said. “Is it that different? Can’t I just treat her like a stallion?”

“Oh, jeez,” Gilda said. “Okay, I see how it is. I need to step in here, don’t I?”

“Whaddya mean?” Gallus asked.

“I don’t know any girls who wanna be treated like boys unless they have some SERIOUS self-examination they need to do about themselves,” Gilda said. “Even the rougher girls.”

“I don’t think Smolder wants to be treated like a lady,” Gallus said.

“Not like a LADY,” Gilda said, and made a noise on the last word as if it were some awful thing to say. “Just… You don’t want her to feel like she’s one of the guys when you’re going at it. Nothing kills the mood faster than having some guy try to give you a high five mid-sex.”

“Did that happen to you?” Gallus asked.

“Not the point,” Gilda said with a slight huff. “Just… You’re supposed to be friends with who you love, but it’s not like friendship at the same time. It’s…”

Gilda trailed off and had a mildly frustrated look on her face as though her train of thought had just derailed itself, or she couldn’t figure out how to put it exactly.

“So I… shouldn’t act like I’m friends with her?” Gallus asked.

“No, ugh, this sucks,” Gilda whined with a slight shake of her head. “I don’t know if I can really explain it without just showing you.”

That phrase instantly made Gallus’ eyes widen as well as the heat in his cheeks to return. Gilda caught his eye because instantly she mimicked his expression as if realizing what she had just said. Given how the rest of the weekend had gone, Gallus expected this to happen at some point. The thing he didn’t expect was for her to just say it bluntly.

“I-I mean… You know,” Gilda said. “The boys had a turn and all. Plus I don’t want to send you out only to have you come back crying with your tail between your legs cause you upset a feisty kinda girl.”

“You want to?” Gallus asked, and then his voice grew much quieter. “Now?”

“Not now, dummy!” Gilda snapped before reaching over and flicking Gallus right on his forehead. This caused him to flinch and whine a little. “I do NOT get guys’ obsession with having sex right after a workout. I need a damn shower if I’m gonna be able to get into it.”

“R-Right,” Gallus responded sheepishly. “So don’t say something like that to Smolder, got it.”

“You gotta let her initiate it, too,” Gilda said. “At least at first. Nothing makes a girl wanna run more than feeling like they’re pressured into it.”

“I know that,” Gallus responded.

“Well, that’s one thing you have right,” Gilda said with a small smirk. She got up from the couch and let out a groan as she stretched her wings and then her legs. “Look, I’m gonna go shower. Lost and Gallus like to go out for a walk around noon so if you’re up for it…”

Gilda raised her eyebrow at Gallus before turning and flicking her tail against his cheek. This left him sitting there a little stunned and still blushing as he watched Gilda walk away. It was only when he was left alone did he realize the beating in his chest was rather intense.

“Jeez,” Gallus said softly. “What have I gotten myself into?”

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Gallus stepped out of the shower a little over an hour later to a quiet and empty house. His feathers were still damp as he ran the towel over the top of his head and glanced around. Crash and Lost Way had gone out, just like Gilda said they would.

“Gilds?” Gallus called out as he wandered down the hall. “You still here?”

“Over here, birdy boy!”

Gallus couldn’t help but feel his chest tighten at the sound of Gilda’s voice. She sounded teasy already and the poor gryphon was fighting the urge to blush as he wandered down the hall before eventually reaching a cracked door where Gilda’s room was.

“You in here?” Gallus asked.

“Come on in,” Gilda said.

Gallus did as he was told only to push the door open and instantly feel like he was frozen solid at the sight of Gilda. His eyes widened and his cheeks flushed instantly as he stared at Gilda’s mess of a nest and saw her laying there. Her legs were spread wide open, and two of her talons were currently between her legs gently slipping in and out of her pussy. She was facing Gallus with a cocky smile on her face and no shame in her eyes.

“G-Gilda!” Gallus snapped.

“What?” Gilda asked. “You seemed eager when you asked earlier. Figured I’d not waste time beating around the bush. Now come here so I can show you how a real woman fucks, would you?”

There was something demanding yet firm about the way Gilda spoke that made Gallus want to listen to her. Despite his pounding chest and his eyes fighting not to stare too long between Gilda’s legs Gallus stepped forward and made sure to shut the door behind him despite knowing nobody else was home.

“Jeez, you said after I showered,” Gallus said. “I didn’t think it’d be this soon.”

“You don’t wanna anymore?” Gilda asked.

“I didn’t say that…” Gallus replied with a meek-sounding tone that made Gilda snicker. “Is this you initiating?”

“No, this is me just fingering myself for the hell of it in front of you,” Gilda said. “Yes it’s me initiating, now get on the nest, bird brain!”

Gallus couldn’t help but feel a sudden rush at the way Gilda was pushing him around. He obeyed her commands yet again as he crawled onto the bed. Even after all of these years, she was still bigger than him.

“Okay,” Gallus said. “What do I do now?”

“Well, first of all,” Gilda said with a toying smirk of her own. “How about you put that beak of yours to some good use?”

As Gilda spoke she lowered her talons to her pussy yet again and spread apart the lips slightly. Gallus blushed as he looked down, but that sense of embarrassment grew even bigger as Gilda’s other hand went to the back of his head and he was suddenly pulled down closer to her crotch. He let out a yelp of panic before stopping just inches away from her pussy. The warmth from both it and her thighs around his head made Gallus want to whine.

“O-Oh gosh,” Gallus said. “You’re still pushy even when it comes to this, huh?”

“What’d you say?” Gilda asked, and pushed Gallus’ head a little closer to her crotch. Gallus yelped again, but at the same time he did he was very aware of the fact that he could feel a stir of life between his own legs.

Did he… like being pushed around by a girl like this?

“You wanna make the girl feel good,” Gilda said as she gently pet the back of Gallus’ head. “If this Smolder is anything like me then they won’t say that at first. But trust me, if the first thing you do is offer to go down on her then she’ll fall for you instantly.”

“Mmm…” Gallus whined softly. He was squirming a bit now. It was hard to process Gilda’s words when he was so close to her crotch.

“Gilda?” Gallus asked softly.

“What is it, nerd?”

“I really wanna eat you out, I think,” Gallus said.

“Heh,” Gilda responded with a sort of confident chuckle. “What’s taking you so long then? You’ll need some practice for this Smolder girl, after all.”

Gallus nodded his head in response. Truth be told Gilda’s bossiness and the fact she kept calling him names was sort of getting to him, but not in the way it did when he was still young. He could feel Gilda’s hand press on the back of his head as he went down and pressed his beak right up to her pussy. The first thing he did was stick his tongue out and nibble ever so gently on the top part right on the clit.

“Nnngh, shit!” Gilda whined softly.

As soon as Gallus’ face was stuffed with Gilda’s pussy he felt a wave of calm wash over him. It was far different from sucking a cock, but also slightly different from how it felt to eat out the boys’ asses. As he worked his tongue up and down the lips of the pussy he could feel Gilda rub the back of his head and hear her slight tenseness whenever he drug his tongue over a spot that seemed to make her feel good.

“Ahh!” Gilda whined softly. “N-Not bad, kid.”

Gilda’s thighs briefly squeezed around Gallus’ head. They were so strong and muscular. Crash had been pretty big, but he wasn’t built as solidly as Gilda. He was more a mix of chub and muscle while Gilda was pure muscle.

Gallus backed off from her crotch slightly and instantly felt himself become awash with embarrassment.

“Gilda?” Gallus asked.

“Heh, why’d you stop?” Gilda asked. “What is it?”

Gallus swallowed a lump in his throat before squeezing his eyes shut. He took a moment to work up his nerves before sitting up and placing it so that his cock was sitting right on top of Gilda’s pussy with the head pointed up toward her belly. As soon as he did that he pulled her thighs together so they would squeeze around it.

Much to his surprise, Gilda chuckled.

“Ehehe, naughty bird,” Gilda said.

Gallus let out an embarrassed-sounding whine as he hugged both of Gilda’s legs to keep them firmly together. Right now his cockhead was poking out the other side of Gilda’s thighs and was fully visible to her. He began to thrust forward ever so slowly and could feel his shaft run along both her pussy and her clit.

“Nnngh…” Gilda whined slightly and pushed her thighs to help guide Crash. The bumps on the gryphon’s cock no doubt had some sort of sensation along her clit the more he grinded, and judging by the way she stifled the occasional gasp it had to be a good feeling.

“Nnngh, good boy,” Gilda said with a playful and breathy giggle.

Gallus struggled not to whine more the more he humped, but it was getting hard. His mind was a little hazy from just how good it felt to thrust his hips in and out between her thighs. He could feel Gilda’s pussy begin to grow damp and slick the underside of his cock, which only felt better. As his cockhead slid in and out of visibility between Gilda’s thighs it began to leave little droplets of pre right along her belly. Gallus squeezed her legs tighter as he whined and lowered his head until his forehead was touching her thighs. He began to speed up, and it wasn’t until he began to breathe with more raggedness that he realized how mindlessly he had started to move.

“Woah there, cowboy,” Gilda said with a laugh as she pulled her legs apart to release Gallus’ throbbing cock. The gryphon whined, but only then realized how close he had gotten to cumming before even going inside of Gilda.

“Sorry,” Gallus said sheepishly.

“Don’t be,” Gilda said as she rolled over and crawled closer to Gallus. The boy was still on his knees, which made him the perfect height for Gilda to reach out and grab his cock. Gallus whined softly as he felt her grip it and give it a few slow strokes.

“Ahhh!” Gallus had to reach up a talon and bite his beak down over one of the knuckles just to keep himself from squirming away. Gilda pushed hard on his cock until she was firmly gripping the base. With her other talon, she reached to the side under some of the pillows making up the nest and…

Gilda pulled out a blue square and brought it to her beak before tearing the side off. Out came a little rubber circle.

“You just have condoms in your nest?” Gallus asked.

“Hey, I don’t wanna get pregnant yet,” Gilda said. “You have any idea how many times Crash has snuck in here in the dead of night?”

Gallus couldn’t help but chuckle at that. He couldn’t help but feel a bit childish at the simple sight of a condom making him blush after all he had experienced this weekend, but most of those feelings faded quickly from his mind as Gilda’s talons squeezed around the base of his cock. Once the rubber began to go over his member it felt as though his cock was being squeezed in tight latex.

“How’s it feel?” Gilda asked. She looked up with a teasing smirk. “Too big?”

“No,” Gallus said, his blush continuing. Though he supposed if Crash truly had been the one using these condoms that it wasn’t an unreasonable sort of thing to ask given the pegasus’ size.

“Alright, alright,” Gilda said with a chuckle. Once the condom was properly on she leaned back and spread apart her legs. “C’mon, this position is pretty easy to get it in.”

“Um, okay,” Gallus said. Now that the moment had come to properly get it on he could feel his heart pound like a drum in his chest. He got closer to Gilda, and it reminded him of how he had first entered Crash. He positioned his cock and pressed his head right against the hole while his eyes locked on Gilda’s own, which is why he felt confused when Gilda began to look as though she were holding back a laugh.

“What is it?” Gallus asked.

“I think you’ve been spending too much time with the boys,” Gilda said. “Wrong hole, Gallus.”

Gallus looked down to realize his cockhead was right up against Gilda’s ass, and not her pussy. He adjusted himself quickly, but the embarrassment already left him stuttering and whining softly as he struggled to look Gilda in the eye again.

“I-I’m sorry, I-I just…”

“Hey, c’mon,” Gilda said. “Shut up and put it in!”

“Um, Y-Yes, Ma’am,” Gallus said. He blushed harder. Never in his life had he called Gilda ‘Ma’am’ but she was just so demanding and the situation so foreign that it just slipped out. Without thinking further about his own nerves he thrust his hips forward.

Unlike with Crash and Lost Way there didn’t seem to be a moment where Gallus had to pause to worry about pain as much. Clearly Gilda was used to this and even surprised Gallus by wrapping her hind legs around his back and yanking him down, thus forcing his cock deeper into her until he was fully thrust in. Suddenly she reached up to grab him by the chin and forced him to look into her eyes yet again. She had a lustful sort of hungry expression as she licked her beak. She only had to say two words for Gallus to have her full attention.

“Fuck me.”

“Okay,” Gallus squeaked out.

The gryphon didn’t need to be told twice, especially with the fear of what Gilda might do if he didn’t start pounding her. There was something exciting about being ordered around while technically being the one to give and not receive. Near instantly Gilda made Gallus feel as though he were doing an amazing job.

“Oooh, gosh,” Gilda groaned. She threw her head back a bit and let out a long-winded moan of her own. She began to use the muscles in her hind legs to tug Gallus’ body into her with each and every thrust he made, which only encouraged him to go harder on her than he planned to.

Having a condom on certainly was a new feeling compared to going raw inside both Lost Way and Crash, but it didn’t detract from the experience as Gallus feared it might. Though it could have easily just been the way Gilda was getting into it that compensated for the fact, but Gallus didn’t mind regardless.

A pussy didn’t feel the same as an asshole, Gallus found out. There was a sensation of tightness throughout his entire cock instead of just at the entrance. Plus, Gilda seemed to be enjoying it the entire time instead of a spike every time the furthest point inside was hit much as the boys had. Gallus couldn’t say he preferred one over the other; especially with an attractive gryphon lady grunting and groaning from every movement he made.

Regardless of how different the sensations felt the end result seemed to be the same. Gallus felt the pleasurable sensation in his cock grow with every thrust he made, and Gilda encouraging him only seemed to make that sensation come quicker.

At some point, Gilda put her hand on the back of Gallus’ head and began rubbing the feathers back there. It was a calming sensation, a touch he would have never associated with Gilda. That only made Gallus become more enraptured with her. He started to pant with every thrust he made, and if he was a bit drunker on the horniness no doubt he would start drooling like some sort of mutt.

“Mmm, good boy,” Gilda said with a few grunts of her own at every thrust. The whole nest seemed to shake with every movement they made. All the pillows and the carefully crafted blankets began to unravel into a mess that resembled a pile of cloth instead of a proper bed, but neither gryphon seemed to care.

“Ahhh! I’m… I’m close!” Gallus whined.

“That’s what the condom’s for, big boy,” Gilda said. Her legs seemed to squeeze even tighter around Gallus’ body which trapped him inside Gilda’s pussy. “Now cum in me.”

That demanding tone again made Gallus’ whole body tingle. As though it were the trigger word itself to make him reach the point of no return Gallus felt the orgasm building up in his race to obey her commands. He let out a sharp cry and one final thrust as he finally hit his limit. The way Gilda’s legs squeezed around him seemed to suck the cum right out of him, and as such the orgasm seemed to feel more intense than the ones he had with the boys. Gallus ended up letting out a loud cry that embarrassed him enough to blush.

The sensation of knotting inside of Gilda was also different; as was the cumming inside of the condom. He could feel it balloon up near the tip of his cock as he shot load after a load of cum into it. He tried to pull out only to realize he had become stuck with his knot when Gilda let out a sharp gasp.

“S-Sorry!” Gallus said quickly and fell down on top of Gilda’s body to lay down.

“Heh, it’s alright,” Gilda said. She wrapped an arm around Gallus’ back and ended up pinning his face. “Don’t squirm too much or the condom’ll break.”

Gilda was actually holding him. She was surprisingly tender and ran her talons up and down his back. When he was little she used to give him noogies until he cried for help. This side of Gilda continued to surprise him.

After a minute Gallus was able to slip out of Gilda. The ballooned condom came with him, and when he pulled out it slipped off and made a mess right on the blankets.

“Ah, crap!” Gallus said.

“Don’t worry about it,” Gilda said before pulling Gallus back down into a hug to cuddle him on top of the blankets. “I’ll wash them later. Just come here and cuddle me.”

Gallus listened to Gilda as he settled down. He wondered briefly if this desire to lay in silence was a woman thing, or just a Gilda thing. He figured for the sake of his feathers not to ask that and to just enjoy the moment.

“Hey, Gilds?” Gallus asked.

“Yeah, nerd?” Gilda replied before letting out a little yawn. “What is it?”

“This has been a fun weekend,” Gallus said. “Thanks.”

“Heh, tell the boys that,” Gilda said. “Better yet, don’t disappoint that Smolder girl. I did not just let you cum in me like that only to blow it with her.”

“Hehe,” Gallus couldn’t help but giggle. “Yes, Ma’am.”