"I didn't bring any meals on the trip out; I'll be fine for the way back," Deeds replied in kind, the feral dragon tending to his wing for a couple moments before staring at the pushy gryph before him.
"I swear, you're trying to make me out as a bad host..." he trailed off, wrapping the bundle of food together with a couple strips of string and bringing it over to the dragon, dangling it from one of his horns.
"There! Now you're ready to go! I guarantee you, you'll appreciate having it!
He tilted his head to try to slide the bundle off of his horn to no avail - the gryphon had managed to really get it on there! He huffed, annoyed, but thanked Faun, the slate male padding from the cave and out into the bright of day.
He loved to visit his friend, the scenic area always catching his attention, the paths a joy to trot along before taking off in flight. He began to hum quietly to himself as some birds chirped in the distance, the view from the near-top of the gryphon's mountain home overlooking the valley below the ridge.
He saw larger moving forms below, a clearing in the foliage letting him make out the shapes clearly - the felkins! He should at least say goodbye to them as well. Who knew when his next trip out would be? He worked his way down towards the small valley, the addition of the three felkins unable to be missed - one asleep, and another moody as usual, though the last recognized the dragon immediately.
"Hey, Monty! It's been a while, hasn't it, boy?" the dragon called as the beast neared, the large male padding over with a warm rumble in his throat.
He leaned in to nudge at the felkin's snout, feeling the fur brush past his cheek, a couple heavy huffs billowing out against his hide.
The felkin wasn't one known to turn down food and this wasn't any exception to the rule, the male's teeth sinking into the care package that waved before his snout, giving a couple gentle tugs at it, managing to pull the package further up the dragon's horn.
Deeds tried to turn his head as the felkin seemingly had a precarious interest in his headgear, finding the task more challenging than usual as the larger male only tugged more against the resistance, beginning to backpedal. "The meat!" The thought shot through his mind like a bolt of lightning, the male already beginning to be dragged forward by the stronger animal. "Stop, Monty!" he pleaded to the beast, seeing a lifted fore rise into view, dashing his hopes of ending this struggle peacefully.
The felkin easily rolled him over with the firm push to come from that padded paw, the dragon's limbs flailing as he was flipped unceremoniously, a loud grunt called out as Deeds landed on his back. The felkin was upon him almost immediately, tugging at the wrapped snack, dragging the slate's head this way and that as he worked to have his prize, his growl playful as the treat continued to elude him.
Deeds panicked, his eyes catching glimpses of that rust-brown fur and patches of blue sky as his head was pulled every which way. He focused his effort against the flank of the large male beginning to wrap around him, rolling them both over to give the beast a taste of his own medicine.
It made the felkin pause for just a moment, rolling onto his back and letting out his own heavy huff as he hit the ground, the newfound availability of his extra limbs not lost on the male as he pushed the dragon forward over the rest of his body, slipping that loop of string from his horn and rumbling happily as he tore at the package containing his next meal.
Though it was his own idea this time around, the coming roll didn't fare any better for him, the dragon only given enough time to regain his footing before being pushed down, losing that unstable stance all the same.
The first thing he noticed was that the tugs on his head had stopped, the dragon letting out a sigh of relief as he heard the felkin snacking beneath him, his eyes closed as he took the moment to settle himself, resting there against the soft fur of the creature that had more or less just attacked him.
As Deeds gathered himself, the first thing he noticed was the thick scent tainting his every breath, his chest involuntarily growing tighter from that smell. He slowly opened his eyes, finding his nose nestled in firmly against the side of the felkin's sheath, one of two large orbs the male possessed resting over his snout. He lifted his head quickly, drawing back from the larger male's goods, spitting out a couple strands of fur that managed to find their way into his maw, licking over his snouttip to clean off what saliva clung to him.
Monty looked at the dragon from behind, his ears perking to hear all the weird noises coming from above his lap before returning to his treat, his tail swaying happily as he swallowed down the tasty morsels of his most recent victory.
The taste that clung to his snout now stayed over his tongue, that musky, deep scent that had invaded his lungs before now laying claim to another one of his senses. He slid his claw over to the felkin's thick sheath, giving it a couple kneading tugs as he licked his lips once more, the dragon's breaths growing quicker once again, though for a different reason this time.
He lost focus on his food as he felt more disturbances over his lap, the large beast giving a small shake of his hips as he felt a bit of pressure against his sheath. His orbs rolled along with his hips, clearly gathering the attention of the dragon atop him as Deeds soon gripped over those plump orbs, giving them a squeeze or two to entice Monty even further.
The felkin knew this treatment all too well, the big breeder giving a couple firmer thrusts of his hips to grind against that gripping claw, the male letting his head rest back for a bit once more, a paw pushing the remainder of his meal out of the way for now. His shaft quickly began to rise in his lap, the felkin not known to waste time when it came to... what was now becoming a ritual for him, the larger male's hips jumping a couple more times, managing to smear that spire square against the dragons nose.
He heard the warm growl as he finally reached the felkin's sack, the dragon beginning to knead at the thick package there, inhaling the musky scents he caused to hit the air. He recoiled for a moment after that grind, the smell of the felkin sticking to him as he watched the male grow out, letting his claw work back down to fondle the beast's orbs. He took the time to straddle the boy, letting the felkin know that he would need that unrestricted access for a while, the act earning a couple probing nudges from the large male's snout.
Monty sniffed heavily beneath the dragon's tail, his tongue slipping out to better survey the scents. Deeds shifted at the sudden licks against him, but the felkin wasn't having it. He grabbed hold of Deed's hind leg, his snout dipping further south to survey his catch - it seemed Monty had already begun to let his instincts take over, exerting his breeding prowess over the defenseless dragon.
Deeds let out a low groan as the felkin's nose touched to his slit, that thick tongue making a pass not moments later, causing him to shift once more. The dragon could tell Monty knew that was the right spot, feeling more licks across his hide before the slow spreading of his vent with a firm press against it. He shivered and groaned out louder, his hidden shaft beginning to force its way past the felkin's muscle.
Monty's hips ran wild, bobbing that thick shaft in the air, managing to grind a couple more times over the dragon, stringing preseed through his golden fur. He continued to explore his new plaything, pushing his tongue deeper into that slit as he felt more pressure against his muscle. His ears swiveled to catch that groan, the male letting out his own grunt as he felt warmth meet his shaft, his tail slapping the ground in bliss.
The dragon sputtered as that shaft wound up his open maw - he had intended for it to wind up there eventually but not quite in this manner. He wrapped his claw around the felkin's girth, giving it a couple slow strokes to guide the beast's hips in rhythm, letting his maw slip down along the pulsing length. The warm fluid gushed out steadily, easily slicking his maw as he suckled on the tip of that shaft, hearing the other male's purrs grow sweeter.
The larger male had what he wanted now, feeling warmth and wetness wrap around his swollen rod, not particular concerned with whether he was leading the pleasurable procession for now. While he was momentarily distracted, the dragon's tip managed to push past his tongue, the felkin slowly retreating from that vent as he was forced from between the dragon's thighs. He wasn't going to give up that easily, dragging his tongue north towards the thick tailbase there before pushing through the tight ring.
Deeds moaned loudly as he felt his tail breached, squirming in the felkin's steady grip as that slick muscle only pushed deeper. He panted out as his tailend shuddered, the dragon's maw coming off of that thickening head to catch a stream of pre along the face. Each pump he gave with his claws drew the felkin's hips with it, the base of that firm maleness beginning to swell, Deeds' claw sliding down to squeeze against it, the other holding the male's legs spread.
Monty huffed warm breaths under that musky tailbase, feeling the dragon's shaft pulse against his chest, leaking wetly as his tongue only sunk deeper. That tight ring clenched harder, the felkin tilting his head to push further through it as he let out a sharp growl, his form tensing as he felt his knot groped and squeezed. He writhed his hips at the attention to the sensitive bulb, only gathering more attention from the dragon tending between his hinds, the productive male's own juices coating down his length as Deeds reacted to the deeper surge.
There was no position he'd rather be in right now, the dragon turning his head to clean the glistening precum off that lengthy flesh, strings stretching from his maw as he worked up and down. It clearly drove the felkin mad, that knot swelling fuller, even thicker than his claw could hold. He was in quite the same state, the dragon's mast spurting generously as the pressure against his prostate grew, his eyes lidding as the lust for pleasure began to control his motions, bobbing his head quicker along the spire before him.
He had been here before, the felkin realizing his release was imminent, his hinds splaying wider to allow the other male all the access he needed. His head tilted more, pushing that thickening muscle through the dragon's stretched ring, curling it against his prostate as the male held it in deep, twisting it around with that knowing growl.
Monty felt the first shots of that white fluid wash over his chest, a couple, more-spirited pulses reaching his neck as the heavy scent of the dragon's release hit the air. He only increased the pressure against that gland, squeezing the dragon's seed from the source, reveling in the reactions of the shuddering form above him.
Deeds was lost to the bliss of it all, his paw squeezing hard against the felkin's knot as he hit his peak. The beast instantly let out a grunt with a couple of thrusts to follow, running that flesh through the dragon's open maw, tongue slathering across that pulsing flesh to reach more of the slick surface. He felt the warm twitch ring through that mast, the tip reaching its full flare as cum rained down over him.
The felkin forced his tongue deeper into the dragon's rump in the heat of the moment, arching in time with his release, painting the male's head with that virile cream. he lid his eyes as his grip on Deeds' hinds tightened, simply holding him there for the strongest moments of his release, hips shuddering as he began to relax and let the warm, satisfied feeling take over, resting his head back, slowly slipping his tongue from the beneath that tail.
The dragon's peak waned not long after the felkin began to slip from his tail, his face coated in thick strings of the felkin's climax. The powerful musk of that potent beast burned in his lungs, his high leaving him panting over that rigid cock, strings of the fluid dripping over his tongue, the taste almost addicting as he began to clean more and more off.
He stayed to rest with the beast for a while, the felkin taking the opportunity to clean the dragon's back half as he returned the favor, mouthing along the stud's flare after cleaning all else. As he laid there, he thought back to his near-refusal of the food for the trip, realizing it as the key to this entire encounter.
"I guess I got some meat I could enjoy, after all," he joked, the dragon finally rising, taking what few scraps he had left with him as he set out towards home.
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