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Everything else belongs to me.", "writing": "All That Glitters is Gold\n\nWrable awoke and stretched her wings and arms as she opened her eyes. She saw the sleek robin-lynx gryphon next to her. \n\n“You awake, lovely?” the beautiful blue Wrable asked her smaller bed partner, stroking her luxurious brown fur on her chest. \n\n“Huh?” Squeek mumbled and rubbed her eyes sleepily while looking at the larger blue jay gryphon. The vibrant blue jay was showing herself of; her breasts pressed together with one arm as she stretched her back and wings. The lighter gryphon watched, looking on with lust in her eyes, and licking her beak.\n\n“I’ll take that as a yes.” Wrable’s eyes shone with amusement, before leaning over and sticking her long tongue in Squeek’s beak. \n\nAs they tasted each other, the larger gryphon moved her hand up to Squeek’s wet, tight and sexy light grey pussy. Dipping her fingers in, Wrable heard Squeek gasp. She doubled her enthusiastic kissing, wanting more of the larger gryphon. Smiling to herself, Wrable gave the lovely lady another orgasm, whispering in Squeek’s ear, turning her on more, and more. As the light grey wings encased Wrable, she smiled, enjoying the sight of seeing Squeek tremble with pleasure. Wrable was giggling lightly, and was just about to get up when she felt a hand pull her down onto the grey gryphon, who then rolled and climbed on top, a knee pressing against the now submissive gryphon’s mound. Wrable moaned as she felt the now dominant gryphon place a toy against her, a dual-sided dildo. The lighter gryphon first inserted into the lovely blue pussy of Wrable, teasing the lips and clit a little, before inserting into herself. Grinding lightly into Wrable, Squeek, sitting up now, teased the pinned gryphon with her boobs, rubbing and bouncing them as she fucked both of them, moaning and gasping in time with Wrable’s own sounds of pleasure. \n\n“Oh, baby! Make me come!” Wrable moaned while feeling the toy fuck her and feeling the smaller gryphons wet lips slap against hers. Moaning in unison, both of the gryphons orgasmed at the same time, covering each other, the toy and the bed with their juices. Collapsing on Wrable, Squeek gave one final loud moan as the toy pressed against her walls, and fell out, but sat inside the larger gryphon. After cuddling Squeek for a while, Wrable left when the darker gryphon falls asleep, feeling the need to explore. \n\n***\n\nFlitting through the clouds was Wrable’s favourite thing ever. Being the highest being in the world--being even higher than most gryphons can achieve--was exhilarating. She stretched her neck and pumped her wings more, lifting above the clouds, into the sunlight, seeing a sea of clouds below her. Even while enjoying the sight, the bright blue gryphon felt her wings tiring. Even while enjoying the feel of the sun, Wrable gave in the inevitable ache that had now spread down her back and along all the muscles of her wings. She dipped, taking a slow dive down through the clouds to the overcast and slightly raining environment. Spying a forest, the only hiding place from the ever expanding humans, Wrable lowered herself into the forest and found a place to lie down.\n\n***\n\nStretching after waking up for the second time today, Wrable takes note of her surroundings. Glad she hadn’t moved, Wrable scouted the area and found only trees in all directions except one, in which she found a human trail. Wrable decided to head to the trail. She knew it was dangerous, she knew the stories about humans, but she was a songbird gryphon. She could entice, seduce, calm or repel anyone. She may not be able to change their emotions or what they believe, but she could make it hard for them to act upon, or not act upon, those emotions or beliefs. Hearing the clip-clop of hooves, Wrable dives behind a tree, hiding her bright blue feathers and fur from the approaching horses. As they come into view, she sees that there were humans on the horses. Pulling back reflexively, she hid behind the tree, waiting until they left; but her curiosity was getting the best of her. Plus, they were carrying and wearing shiny stuff. She loved shiny stuff. \n\n***\n\nIt was night now, and the humans had made a fire. A fire near a forest! What stupid humans. Wrable decided that it was late enough to try and sneak up to the human’s camp. Stealthily the gryphon snuck up on the camp, approaching the horses. Sneaking through the back, humming a low, calm tune for the horses, as to not spook them, Wrable saw many shiny things in the bags. Gently untying the bags, the gryphon carefully lifted the saddlebags up. Not realising how heavy they were, the slender woman grunted with exertion trying to lift the bags full of shiny things. That’s when everything went horribly wrong. Firstly, the grunt broke her song, though Wrable was too focussed on the treasures she found to notice that. Then, at the grunt and the loss of the bags, the horse spooked, making a lot of noise and knocking Wrable over, with the bags firmly held in her hands. The contents of the bag then spilled out, clattering as they fell back and down with the force of Wrable’s fall. Lastly, the humans were alerted by all this noise. Walking over, the larger man drew his metal stick and pointed it at the gryphon.\n\n“What are you, and what are you doing here?” the man said, in the strange language that the humans had. \n\nFortunately for Wrable, songbird gryphons could understand any other animal. It was part of their magic.\n\n“I’m a songbird gryphon. I was just…looking for…food. ‘Cause my tribe was scared off by humans and I don’t know where to find food!” \n\nHowever, less fortunately for Wrable, she was a horrible liar.\n\n“So that explains why you were trying to make off with the ingots we are transporting? Why were you trying to steal our iron, girl?” The larger man placed his metal stick at her throat, and she swallowed.\n\n“Iron? I don’t even know what iron is, please. I saw it was shiny and thought my tribe might be able to sell it to someone!” Wrable started sobbing, scared for her life, for everyone knew the reputation that humans had. \n\nThey were cruel and harsh; they killed for pleasure, going on hunts, and the bigger the prey, the better. Gryphons had been pushed to scarcity by the habits of humans. It was no doubt she was going to become a trophy on this one’s wall, something for others to laugh at…\n\n“Oh, well if that’s what you needed, why didn’t you ask?” Putting his stick away, the human held out his hand invitingly. \n\nWrable looked around confused.\n\n“So… you aren’t going to kill me?” the gryphon asked, taking the man’s hand. Crying, the gryphon jumped on the man, hugging him fiercely, “Thank-you-thank-you-thank-you!”\n\n“Kill a poor sweet little thing like you? Never. In fact we have some information that might be of use. We were to go hunt a dragon, me and this squire of mine, but then we were called back. We just have to deliver these ingots for our lord, and then we are to return. Which means, alas, that the dragon shall stay in his cave, at least until this issue is resolved. Rumour is that he has so much gold that one person could spend a whole week just emptying the cave of gold…if that person could carry it in one go! You could go up there, defeat the dragon--which you should be able to do--and take his gold. Not only would the humans maybe start to like gryphons, but you would solve your problems.”\n\n“Wow, thank you, sir! That’s so generous of you, how could I ever repay you?” The gryphon was flustered, not knowing how to react to such a generous act of kindness.\n\n“Well,” the large man says, looking around, “my squire here has a thing for gryphons, even though he doesn’t want to admit it.” \n\nAt this, the smaller man, who Wrable had largely ignored, looked at the larger man and then at Wrable and then blushed the brightest red Wrable had ever seen. Wrable guessed the smaller man, the squire, had only just come of adulthood, and hadn’t touched a woman yet. She stood up and walked over to the squire seductively. She leant forward, parting the squires lips with her tongue, kissing him deep and tasting him, showing off her arse to the larger man. With only a second of hesitation, the younger man answered her attentions, kissing back, tasting the gryphons tongue, and quickly becoming hard. Stripping himself off without breaking the kiss, the young man showed more skill than Wrable expected. Pushing him onto his back, the far more experienced gryphon straddled him, letting him enter her, and leaning forward to look into the younger man’s eyes as they filled with lust and want. Riding him as no woman had before, he still showed more restraint and control, not finishing anywhere near as early as Wrable expected. In her focus on the man beneath her, she felt the older man brush up behind her and she looked back. \n\nSeeing where he was headed, she clicked her tongue with a slight mocking scorn, “I’m sorry hun; I’m not that kind of girl. However, if you were to bring that up to my mouth, I might show you how good a songbird’s tongue is. All that singing gives some other benefits too,” the gryphon said, still riding the young male, she gives a long slow wink as the older male walked in front of her. \n\nFinally seeing the older male fully, she noticed that it was going to take a bit of effort to fit that down her throat. As he placed his manhood in front of her face, she took a small lick, before wrapping her tongue softly around his length and taking it into her beak. She took great care not to cut him with the sharp edges. He moaned in deep tones of pleasure as she took his whole length into her throat, even as the younger male adds a staccato of higher pitched moans beneath her. The sounds were as gold to her ears, bringing her own pleasure rising, harmonising the sounds around her. As she fully focused the rhythms of her body, the light slapping acting as a percussion to keep the rest on beat. All too soon, the wonderful music of the flesh proved too strong for the younger male, as he spent his seed inside her, sighing the start of the outro, as his sounds and her tongue set the older male off, and he spent himself inside her throat. Swallowing the rather large load in her mouth, she softly slid off of the younger male, who had already fallen asleep, exhausted by the efforts of the gryphon. As the older man threw a blanket over him, he winks at her.\n\n“How would you like to join me in my bed? It can get quite cold out here, and I could…warm you up?” the older man said. \n\n“Of course, though something makes me think I’ll be doing the warming.” Wrable winked back, swaying her hips as they moved over to the bed. \n\nAs they lay down, the gryphon being held in his arms, they kissed lightly, before drifting off to sleep. As Wrable expected, she got woken up at least three times that night, because he was complaining about being cold.\n\n***\n\nThe next morning Wrable was awakened by loud clattering and the horses neighing. She looked around, pulling the blanket up around herself as she stood, hiding her nakedness. She then walked up to the older male.\n\n“Packing up for the day already, are we?” Wrable asked, trying to hide her disappointment that she wouldn’t get another night like the last one.\n\n“Yeah, as I said last night we have some pressing issues to take care of for our lord. I wish we could stay with you another night, but it would make us too late, and we are heading the opposite way of you. As promised, the dragon’s lair is northwest of here. You’ll see a large mountain, clearly larger than the rest. Don’t be fooled, the tunnels found on that will lead to nothing. The dragon’s lair is actually around there, in a cave. You may have to look for it, those are just the warnings I received from the villagers that the dragon was terrorising.” With that final word, matched by a final kiss, the man jumps on his horse and rides off with his squire. \n\nWrable had been paid exactly what she had been promised. Shrugging off her disappointment, she took off into the skies to look for this mountain, the cave, and the dragon she was going to steal from.\n\n***\n\nSpotting the mountain, if such a tame word could be used for such a colossal rock, Wrable turned towards it. After still flying another half a day, she realised exactly how gigantic this mountain was. Truly it looked like the perfect house for a dragon. Taking heed of the humans warning, she landed and immediately started searching the surrounding area. Walking almost completely around the mountain, Wrable came across a winged wolf meditating at the entrance of a forest leading away from the mountain. Almost as soon as she saw this creature, he turned around, nakedness obvious. She started to salivate at the toned body and her heart started to pump faster as he approached. Expecting some kind of sexual advance from a clearly aroused and quite sexy male, she was surprised by the words that came of his mouth.\n\n“You are seeking the dragon, yes?” he said, moving a previously unnoticed pack from his shoulder onto the ground. Before Wrable has a chance to answer, he continued, “Of course you are… Oh! How rude of me. My name is Lyka. Nice to meet you. You are looking for the treasure of the Greater Black Dragon in this area, yes? That’s a dangerous task. You’ll need this bag and directions…” \n\nHe passes her a bag and then takes out a map, hand drawn with little dots and notes all over the place. It seems to be free hand and she could not see any kind of measurements shown.\n\n“Hi…I’m Wrable.” Finally able to get a word in, questions swirled around her head. “How do you know what I am looking for, how do you know where it is, and what is this bag?” The questions felt endless, but before she could ask, he continued.\n\n“Right, how rude of me. I know this, because it is I who sent the humans back. This is a dangerous dragon; there is no way for them to kill it. You however--well, I saw you meet them, and some of your escapades last night, and I knew exactly where you would head after. The bag is something to help you carry the gold. It is an infinite bag. That is all I can tell you. Oh, and some words.” Leaning forward, he whispered in her ear, before kissing her, and then taking off as abruptly as he kissed her, quickly fading into the clouds. As confused now as she was before, Wrable headed off in the direction the map, hoping she was holding it properly, and found the entrance to the cave.\n\n***\n\nSome Time had passed before Wrable came back to awareness. The amount of gold in the cave was exhilarating, hypnotising. The glittering surrounded her, disoriented her. But what had brought her back? Then she heard it…a low hiss combined with a growl accompanied by claws scraping the gold behind her. This made for a threatening symphony, heightening her fears. The bright blue gryphon turned around slowly, and the symphony was fulfilled in the large form of the black dragon staring at her with hate. \n\n“Hi, mister dragon,” she squeaks, while starting to hum a small tune to try and calm the dragon.\n\n“Hello, foolish creature. Why do you seek to invade my home?” The large rumbling voice seemed to come from the entirety of the cave rather than the dragon in front of her. \n\n“Uh, magnificent dragon, I purely came to seek wisdom from you!” Wrable quickly tried to sooth the dragon.\n\n“Ah, but did you? I think you came for my gold. I see the look in your eyes, you long for something shiny, something valuable.”\n\n“Umm. Maybe, magnificence, I long for you?” Wrable stumbled, trying to allay the dragon’s concerns. \n\nShe changed her song, to make him feel a bit lustier, hopefully to make it more believable. \n\n“Hmm, then a pretty little thing like you should get what she longs for!” A lusty look came into the dragon’s eyes, as they raked over her naked form. \n\nFar too late she realised that she would have to pay up now that she manipulated this. As he walked up to her, she saw his massive erection. Looking back up at him, she heard him chuckle as he pressed his muzzle to her chest, before pushing her over backwards, onto her back. Not wasting any time, the massive dragon walked over her and positioned himself, the smaller gryphon almost wincing in anticipation. Entering her, being surprisingly gentle for a Black Dragon, he pushed into her, eliciting a melodious moan from Wrable. Moving her legs up, she placed her knees on her shoulders, giving him better access to her tight hole. A rumble starts in his throat as he takes her, looking down at her possessively, taking her and trying to own her like the gold she is laying on. Submitting to him, moaning as he fills her with his large dragonhood, she looks up into his eyes. Seeing the lustful glint in the black orbs, she moans low, hitting the exact right notes as he hits her back wall. It seems all too soon that he pulls out and flips her onto her onto her front and enters her again, growling his appreciation, laying the bass to Wrable’s higher toned moans. Scratching furrows into the stone beneath the gold, the dragon finishes, quicker than Wrable secretly would have liked. Panting out underneath him, Wrable crawled forward. The dragon collapsed beside her, and curled around her. With no choice but to lay there and sleep, she smiled and understood. \n\n***\n\nThe dragon awoke, a strange feeling resonating with in him. He remembered the tasty gryphon from the previous evening and smiled, shifting to see if she was still alive under him. A flash of panic went through him as he realised two things. First, that the gryphon was gone--and, second, that so was all his gold. Growling and shaking his wings, he roared, the mountain reverberating his rage. Softly a spark made its way into his mind, words resonated in his mind clearer than before, and softly his scales started to fall to the ground. Losing his darkness, he looked down at his new set of scales. They had turned the colour of gold. Resonating ever clearer, the dragon thought, truly, all that glitters is gold.\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "All That Glitters is Gold

Wrable awoke and stretched her wings and arms as she opened her eyes. She saw the sleek robin-lynx gryphon next to her.

“You awake, lovely?” the beautiful blue Wrable asked her smaller bed partner, stroking her luxurious brown fur on her chest.

“Huh?” Squeek mumbled and rubbed her eyes sleepily while looking at the larger blue jay gryphon. The vibrant blue jay was showing herself of; her breasts pressed together with one arm as she stretched her back and wings. The lighter gryphon watched, looking on with lust in her eyes, and licking her beak.

“I’ll take that as a yes.” Wrable’s eyes shone with amusement, before leaning over and sticking her long tongue in Squeek’s beak.

As they tasted each other, the larger gryphon moved her hand up to Squeek’s wet, tight and sexy light grey pussy. Dipping her fingers in, Wrable heard Squeek gasp. She doubled her enthusiastic kissing, wanting more of the larger gryphon. Smiling to herself, Wrable gave the lovely lady another orgasm, whispering in Squeek’s ear, turning her on more, and more.  As the light grey wings encased Wrable, she smiled, enjoying the sight of seeing Squeek tremble with pleasure. Wrable was giggling lightly, and was just about to get up when she felt a hand pull her down onto the grey gryphon, who then rolled and climbed on top, a knee pressing against the now submissive gryphon’s mound. Wrable moaned as she felt the now dominant gryphon place a toy against her, a dual-sided dildo. The lighter gryphon first inserted into the lovely blue pussy of Wrable, teasing the lips and clit a little, before inserting into herself. Grinding lightly into Wrable, Squeek, sitting up now, teased the pinned gryphon with her boobs, rubbing and bouncing them as she fucked both of them, moaning and gasping in time with Wrable’s own sounds of pleasure.

“Oh, baby! Make me come!” Wrable moaned while feeling the toy fuck her and feeling the smaller gryphons wet lips slap against hers. Moaning in unison, both of the gryphons orgasmed at the same time, covering each other, the toy and the bed with their juices. Collapsing on Wrable, Squeek gave one final loud moan as the toy pressed against her walls, and fell out, but sat inside the larger gryphon. After cuddling Squeek for a while, Wrable left when the darker gryphon falls asleep, feeling the need to explore.

***

Flitting through the clouds was Wrable’s favourite thing ever. Being the highest being in the world--being even higher than most gryphons can achieve--was exhilarating. She stretched her neck and pumped her wings more, lifting above the clouds, into the sunlight, seeing a sea of clouds below her. Even while enjoying the sight, the bright blue gryphon felt her wings tiring. Even while enjoying the feel of the sun, Wrable gave in the inevitable ache that had now spread down her back and along all the muscles of her wings. She dipped, taking a slow dive down through the clouds to the overcast and slightly raining environment. Spying a forest, the only hiding place from the ever expanding humans, Wrable lowered herself into the forest and found a place to lie down.

***

Stretching after waking up for the second time today, Wrable takes note of her surroundings. Glad she hadn’t moved, Wrable scouted the area and found only trees in all directions except one, in which she found a human trail. Wrable decided to head to the trail. She knew it was dangerous, she knew the stories about humans, but she was a songbird gryphon. She could entice, seduce, calm or repel anyone. She may not be able to change their emotions or what they believe, but she could make it hard for them to act upon, or not act upon, those emotions or beliefs. Hearing the clip-clop of hooves, Wrable dives behind a tree, hiding her bright blue feathers and fur from the approaching horses. As they come into view, she sees that there were humans on the horses. Pulling back reflexively, she hid behind the tree, waiting until they left; but her curiosity was getting the best of her. Plus, they were carrying and wearing shiny stuff. She loved shiny stuff.

***

It was night now, and the humans had made a fire. A fire near a forest! What stupid humans. Wrable decided that it was late enough to try and sneak up to the human’s camp. Stealthily the gryphon snuck up on the camp, approaching the horses. Sneaking through the back, humming a low, calm tune for the horses, as to not spook them, Wrable saw many shiny things in the bags. Gently untying the bags, the gryphon carefully lifted the saddlebags up. Not realising how heavy they were, the slender woman grunted with exertion trying to lift the bags full of shiny things. That’s when everything went horribly wrong. Firstly, the grunt broke her song, though Wrable was too focussed on the treasures she found to notice that. Then, at the grunt and the loss of the bags, the horse spooked, making a lot of noise and knocking Wrable over, with the bags firmly held in her hands. The contents of the bag then spilled out, clattering as they fell back and down with the force of Wrable’s fall. Lastly, the humans were alerted by all this noise. Walking over, the larger man drew his metal stick and pointed it at the gryphon.

“What are you, and what are you doing here?” the man said, in the strange language that the humans had.

Fortunately for Wrable, songbird gryphons could understand any other animal. It was part of their magic.

“I’m a songbird gryphon. I was just…looking for…food. ‘Cause my tribe was scared off by humans and I don’t know where to find food!”

However, less fortunately for Wrable, she was a horrible liar.

“So that explains why you were trying to make off with the ingots we are transporting? Why were you trying to steal our iron, girl?” The larger man placed his metal stick at her throat, and she swallowed.

“Iron? I don’t even know what iron is, please. I saw it was shiny and thought my tribe might be able to sell it to someone!” Wrable started sobbing, scared for her life, for everyone knew the reputation that humans had.

They were cruel and harsh; they killed for pleasure, going on hunts, and the bigger the prey, the better. Gryphons had been pushed to scarcity by the habits of humans. It was no doubt she was going to become a trophy on this one’s wall, something for others to laugh at…

“Oh, well if that’s what you needed, why didn’t you ask?” Putting his stick away, the human held out his hand invitingly.

Wrable looked around confused.

“So… you aren’t going to kill me?” the gryphon asked, taking the man’s hand. Crying, the gryphon jumped on the man, hugging him fiercely, “Thank-you-thank-you-thank-you!”

“Kill a poor sweet little thing like you? Never. In fact we have some information that might be of use. We were to go hunt a dragon, me and this squire of mine, but then we were called back. We just have to deliver these ingots for our lord, and then we are to return. Which means, alas, that the dragon shall stay in his cave, at least until this issue is resolved. Rumour is that he has so much gold that one person could spend a whole week just emptying the cave of gold…if that person could carry it in one go! You could go up there, defeat the dragon--which you should be able to do--and take his gold. Not only would the humans maybe start to like gryphons, but you would solve your problems.”

“Wow, thank you, sir! That’s so generous of you, how could I ever repay you?” The gryphon was flustered, not knowing how to react to such a generous act of kindness.

“Well,” the large man says, looking around, “my squire here has a thing for gryphons, even though he doesn’t want to admit it.”

At this, the smaller man, who Wrable had largely ignored, looked at the larger man and then at Wrable and then blushed the brightest red Wrable had ever seen. Wrable guessed the smaller man, the squire, had only just come of adulthood, and hadn’t touched a woman yet. She stood up and walked over to the squire seductively. She leant forward, parting the squires lips with her tongue, kissing him deep and tasting him, showing off her arse to the larger man. With only a second of hesitation, the younger man answered her attentions, kissing back, tasting the gryphons tongue, and quickly becoming hard. Stripping himself off without breaking the kiss, the young man showed more skill than Wrable expected. Pushing him onto his back, the far more experienced gryphon straddled him, letting him enter her, and leaning forward to look into the younger man’s eyes as they filled with lust and want. Riding him as no woman had before, he still showed more restraint and control, not finishing anywhere near as early as Wrable expected. In her focus on the man beneath her, she felt the older man brush up behind her and she looked back.

Seeing where he was headed, she clicked her tongue with a slight mocking scorn, “I’m sorry hun; I’m not that kind of girl. However, if you were to bring that up to my mouth, I might show you how good a songbird’s tongue is. All that singing gives some other benefits too,” the gryphon said, still riding the young male, she gives a long slow wink as the older male walked in front of her.

Finally seeing the older male fully, she noticed that it was going to take a bit of effort to fit that down her throat. As he placed his manhood in front of her face, she took a small lick, before wrapping her tongue softly around his length and taking it into her beak. She took great care not to cut him with the sharp edges. He moaned in deep tones of pleasure as she took his whole length into her throat, even as the younger male adds a staccato of higher pitched moans beneath her. The sounds were as gold to her ears, bringing her own pleasure rising, harmonising the sounds around her. As she fully focused the rhythms of her body, the light slapping acting as a percussion to keep the rest on beat. All too soon, the wonderful music of the flesh proved too strong for the younger male, as he spent his seed inside her, sighing the start of the outro, as his sounds and her tongue set the older male off, and he spent himself inside her throat. Swallowing the rather large load in her mouth, she softly slid off of the younger male, who had already fallen asleep, exhausted by the efforts of the gryphon. As the older man threw a blanket over him, he winks at her.

“How would you like to join me in my bed? It can get quite cold out here, and I could…warm you up?” the older man said.

“Of course, though something makes me think I’ll be doing the warming.” Wrable winked back, swaying her hips as they moved over to the bed.

As they lay down, the gryphon being held in his arms, they kissed lightly, before drifting off to sleep. As Wrable expected, she got woken up at least three times that night, because he was complaining about being cold.

***

The next morning Wrable was awakened by loud clattering and the horses neighing. She looked around, pulling the blanket up around herself as she stood, hiding her nakedness. She then walked up to the older male.

“Packing up for the day already, are we?” Wrable asked, trying to hide her disappointment that she wouldn’t get another night like the last one.

“Yeah, as I said last night we have some pressing issues to take care of for our lord. I wish we could stay with you another night, but it would make us too late, and we are heading the opposite way of you. As promised, the dragon’s lair is northwest of here. You’ll see a large mountain, clearly larger than the rest. Don’t be fooled, the tunnels found on that will lead to nothing. The dragon’s lair is actually around there, in a cave. You may have to look for it, those are just the warnings I received from the villagers that the dragon was terrorising.” With that final word, matched by a final kiss, the man jumps on his horse and rides off with his squire.

Wrable had been paid exactly what she had been promised. Shrugging off her disappointment, she took off into the skies to look for this mountain, the cave, and the dragon she was going to steal from.

***

Spotting the mountain, if such a tame word could be used for such a colossal rock, Wrable turned towards it. After still flying another half a day, she realised exactly how gigantic this mountain was. Truly it looked like the perfect house for a dragon. Taking heed of the humans warning, she landed and immediately started searching the surrounding area. Walking almost completely around the mountain, Wrable came across a winged wolf meditating at the entrance of a forest leading away from the mountain. Almost as soon as she saw this creature, he turned around, nakedness obvious. She started to salivate at the toned body and her heart started to pump faster as he approached. Expecting some kind of sexual advance from a clearly aroused and quite sexy male, she was surprised by the words that came of his mouth.

“You are seeking the dragon, yes?” he said, moving a previously unnoticed pack from his shoulder onto the ground. Before Wrable has a chance to answer, he continued, “Of course you are… Oh! How rude of me. My name is Lyka. Nice to meet you. You are looking for the treasure of the Greater Black Dragon in this area, yes? That’s a dangerous task. You’ll need this bag and directions…”

He passes her a bag and then takes out a map, hand drawn with little dots and notes all over the place. It seems to be free hand and she could not see any kind of measurements shown.

“Hi…I’m Wrable.” Finally able to get a word in, questions swirled around her head. “How do you know what I am looking for, how do you know where it is, and what is this bag?” The questions felt endless, but before she could ask, he continued.

“Right, how rude of me. I know this, because it is I who sent the humans back. This is a dangerous dragon; there is no way for them to kill it. You however--well, I saw you meet them, and some of your escapades last night, and I knew exactly where you would head after. The bag is something to help you carry the gold. It is an infinite bag. That is all I can tell you. Oh, and some words.” Leaning forward, he whispered in her ear, before kissing her, and then taking off as abruptly as he kissed her, quickly fading into the clouds. As confused now as she was before, Wrable headed off in the direction the map, hoping she was holding it properly, and found the entrance to the cave.

***

Some Time had passed before Wrable came back to awareness. The amount of gold in the cave was exhilarating, hypnotising. The glittering surrounded her, disoriented her. But what had brought her back? Then she heard it…a low hiss combined with a growl accompanied by claws scraping the gold behind her. This made for a threatening symphony, heightening her fears. The bright blue gryphon turned around slowly, and the symphony was fulfilled in the large form of the black dragon staring at her with hate.

“Hi, mister dragon,” she squeaks, while starting to hum a small tune to try and calm the dragon.

“Hello, foolish creature. Why do you seek to invade my home?” The large rumbling voice seemed to come from the entirety of the cave rather than the dragon in front of her.

“Uh, magnificent dragon, I purely came to seek wisdom from you!” Wrable quickly tried to sooth the dragon.

“Ah, but did you? I think you came for my gold. I see the look in your eyes, you long for something shiny, something valuable.”

“Umm. Maybe, magnificence, I long for you?” Wrable stumbled, trying to allay the dragon’s concerns.

She changed her song, to make him feel a bit lustier, hopefully to make it more believable.

“Hmm, then a pretty little thing like you should get what she longs for!” A lusty look came into the dragon’s eyes, as they raked over her naked form.

Far too late she realised that she would have to pay up now that she manipulated this. As he walked up to her, she saw his massive erection. Looking back up at him, she heard him chuckle as he pressed his muzzle to her chest, before pushing her over backwards, onto her back. Not wasting any time, the massive dragon walked over her and positioned himself, the smaller gryphon almost wincing in anticipation. Entering her, being surprisingly gentle for a Black Dragon, he pushed into her, eliciting a melodious moan from Wrable. Moving her legs up, she placed her knees on her shoulders, giving him better access to her tight hole. A rumble starts in his throat as he takes her, looking down at her possessively, taking her and trying to own her like the gold she is laying on. Submitting to him, moaning as he fills her with his large dragonhood, she looks up into his eyes. Seeing the lustful glint in the black orbs, she moans low, hitting the exact right notes as he hits her back wall. It seems all too soon that he pulls out and flips her onto her onto her front and enters her again, growling his appreciation, laying the bass to Wrable’s higher toned moans. Scratching furrows into the stone beneath the gold, the dragon finishes, quicker than Wrable secretly would have liked. Panting out underneath him, Wrable crawled forward. The dragon collapsed beside her, and curled around her. With no choice but to lay there and sleep, she smiled and understood.

***

The dragon awoke, a strange feeling resonating with in him. He remembered the tasty gryphon from the previous evening and smiled, shifting to see if she was still alive under him. A flash of panic went through him as he realised two things. First, that the gryphon was gone--and, second, that so was all his gold. Growling and shaking his wings, he roared, the mountain reverberating his rage. Softly a spark made its way into his mind, words resonated in his mind clearer than before, and softly his scales started to fall to the ground. Losing his darkness, he looked down at his new set of scales. They had turned the colour of gold. Resonating ever clearer, the dragon thought, truly, all that glitters is gold.

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