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Fruits of the Season

Ceylon stood at the front gates to The Vore House at the crack of dawn, waiting for the establishment to open so he could see his mate, Leera. She was the owner and operator of The Vore House of Klyneth and while Ceylon was an investor that could enter at any time, he had chosen this day to surprise her with his presence!

In his mind, it was quite romantic to show up unannounced just to show her he cared!

As the minutes ticked over, he waited patiently next to the entrance near the keypad that would allow the employees to show up for their shifts. Again, he knew the passcode to enter but doing so would have ruined the surprise!

Moments later, a click sounded off from the front gates and the two metal grate doors opened up, thus allowing access for anyone in a vehicle to arrive. Furthermore, another gate off the walking path opened up as well, a path Ceylon opted not to use given his size. There were no others waiting - there rarely were people interested in showing up this early - but the Vore House Wilds often opened up at the crack of dawn if the staff was available.

There were two halves to the Vore House that were equally important. The manor itself - the massive, palace-like building that served as the base of operations as well as the offices of Leera, Yetzer, and Foxifly - was a sort of vore-themed hotel and brothel. People could order rooms to sleep for the night that may or may not result in consumption or they could rent out themed rooms such as the water room, the desert room, the jungle room, or the lab room! Each of these rooms - twenty-four in total - were completely unique in theme to one another and were each the size of an auditorium.

That was just the one half of the Vore House, however. The other half was 'The Wilds'; a massive safari/theme-park hybrid. The Vore House grounds were spread over thousands of hectares of land that encapsulated mountains, forests, lakes, rivers, beaches, plains, swamps,and ademane woods. Built across these various biomes were buildings and locales specifically made with each locale in mind. There was a dilapidated old temple in the jungle, a series of cottages in the forests, caves in the mountains, a hospital between the plains and hills, a pirate ship traversing the tropical lake, and even a small village that bordered the jungles and the savannah.

Various attractions could be erected and removed at will thanks to Rokanoss - a black dragon that Leera and Foxifly had hired to do construction and deconstruction on the grounds - but very little was done in terms of removing the various points throughout the map. If anything, they just wanted to add more so that there was more variety for the tourists to enjoy!

The idea behind the Vore House Wilds was that a person could purchase a day pass, drink a vore potion to both make them immune to predators or capable of safely being a predator themselves, then explore at their own will throughout. There were many pathways, roadways, trails, and rivers to follow forming a web about the entire Vore House Wilds, and while exploring they were either to be hunted by the employees of the Vore House or could join in and hunt other visitors for fun!

All completely safe, of course. It was important for The Vore House to be pleasant for all clients both predator and prey; very hard to get repeat customers if they got gobbled up and never came back out. Aside from that, vore is, without the aid of the potions brewed on site, very much so a fatal affair.

With all that in his mind, a grin upon his beak knowing he helped create this unique and fun experience for many, Ceylon trotted his way up the driveway towards the front terrace of the manor, eventually bursting through the massive twin doors into the main hallway with aplomb! "Leera! I'm home!" He called out, gape grinning and wings spread out for maximum effect.

He should have known Leera was not going to be there in the front hall. She had an office of her own and the front hall was for registration and administration duties, almost entirely handled by the amphibian saurrosin known as Theodit. The tiny blue and red salamander-like bloke was sitting behind the massive, dark-stained concierge desk still pattering away at his computer.

"Oh, hey Ceylon. How are ya?" He asked, barely poking his head up from behind the dek.

"I'm here to see Leera? She in her office?" Ceylon explained, head held high and feathers floofed out. He was excited to see her, since he was in a male mood and that wasn't something he got to share with her all that often. She, a female naga of cold blood, loved it when a warm blooded gryphon made his way into her, be it as a meal, a toy, or a lover.

Much to Ceylon's surprise and disappointment, however, Theodit answered in the negative. "Actually, no. She's expected to be busy all morning doing some sort of roleplay with a client. Something about the hunter being the hunted in the jungles or something. You've got a few hours before she's available. Though, I guess if you wanted to see if you could find her out by the temple you could do that but I'm pretty sure she said she'd prefer to keep the situation under control."

This made Ceylon droop, ears back and feathers flat to his neck and chest. "O-oh. Well alright then. I guess I'll come back this afternoon?"

"Probably a good idea, yeah. Wanna stick around and wait or are you gonna come back later?"

"I think I'll leave and come back later. Don't wanna interrupt her session if she's got it all planned out. We all know how bitey she can get when you throw her off her game."

Theodit laughed. "I think that's just with you. I don't think I've ever seen her bite or get ornery about anything like that. Seen her bite, but never in anger or frustration."

Ceylon rolled his eyes and turned to leave. "Maybe it's because she knows I can handle it. Glad to hear she's nice to you, though. I get bitten if I surprise her or throw her plans off." He immediately went to trot back to the front door of the grand hall only to be stopped at the last second by Theodit.

"Come on, you know you love it!" He called out in jest.

He didn't respond before pushing his way through the front doors and reemerging back on the front quad of the Vore House manor's yard. He didn't know what he was going to do for the morning and didn't want to waste energy flying - being airborne took so much time and effort that he tried to avoid it unless it was necessary or he had no other options - so he decided to get back to the main strip that the Vore House connected to.

The Urto Highway - once called the Urto Trade Route before being upgraded to handle cars and other motor-operated vehicles - was a very important highway that went all the way from the southern border of Saff'Rald, through the Jungles to the south and the great plains, northbound through Klyneth itself as well as the village of North Klyneth to eventually cut through the Vast Emerald Wood and around the shore of Great Sapphire Lake until it reached the border of Kerolioa.

There wasn't a better place to erect a business than off the Urto Highway. In fact, The Vore House had such an immense impact on the local economy that a small plaza was built around the off-ramp that connected The Vore House to the highway. What was once just a basic, simple off-ramp turned into a small village with vendors and small businesses erecting a marketplace between the highway and The Vore House's property itself. More roads were built, and this created about a half-dozen blocks of buildings between the Urto Highway and the front gates.

Ceylon jauntily hopped past each and every one of them because so very few of them were open at this hour. It'd be a while before any of them arrived since few clients came this way before noon. Instead, Ceylon had a very different goal in mind when he left The Vore House's grounds.

Further down the pathway, the off-ramp that connected the House to the highway, there was a bridge that went over the road below and made its way to a very interesting place on the opposite side of the Vore House. It was an orchard called The Nectar Squeeze. The very first establishment to set up a merchant vendor on the off-ramp plaza. The Nectar Squeeze was owned and operated by a rather petite, magenta-skinned dragon by the name of Vel'Gahrus and they dealt in unique produce.

The orchard was known to be one of the largest producers and distributors of ademane-rich fruit variants. Most orchards would just sell apples or oranges or peaches but The Nectar Squeeze had partnered in the past with Ceylon's company NoThEn Labs to find a way to accentuate the presence of ademane as an active ingredient.

Ademane is the fluid in the bodies of all beings that enables the manipulation of magical abilities and is the primary ingredient in potion-making. It can be extracted from willing (or unwilling) subjects and enchanted to give the effects of the spell without having to cast spells or use magic of one's on will and energy. There are naturally-occurring ways to extract ademane from floral matter but it's nowhere near as potent on its own to have the same effect on fauna so the ademane extracted from plants could really only be used to enhance other plants while animal based ademane works better on animals than it does as fertilizer or anything like that.

One of the major differences is the taste and consistency of the two variants of ademane. Floral ademane is sticky sweet, like honey or nectar - hence the title of The Nectar Squeeze - while fauna-based ademane is thick and slimy like mucous and often was either entirely devoid of flavour or had a bit of an iron-like tinge of blood. It wasn't pleasant at all.

For centuries, potion makers had been trying to find a way to make fauna-based ademane more palatable to the one consuming it by adding flavouring, herbs, spices, cooking it, or infusing it into other foods but that almost always resulted in a diluted or weakened potion. That's where Ceylon came in with his knowledge and understanding of the science behind it. Between he and Ilorek - his chemist - Ceylon focused a large portion of his life to finding out how to fix these issues.

What ended up happening was that they discovered that Ademane-rich fruits could offer and supply the flavouring and texturing while the fauna-based ademane handled all the effects. Mixing the two was the only way to create potions that maintained the highest-level potency while also tasting and feeling good to the gullet. Very few people knew that and The Vore House was one of the only places in all of Dalon that were science-forward enough to make this happen.

Due to this, Ceylon had deliberately invested in The Nectar Squeeze soon after The Vore House was relaunched with the help of Foxifly. He also had insisted to Foxifly and Leera that they form a partnership with Vel'Gahrus in order to utilize his ademane-rich fruits in the production of their potions.

All in all, everyone benefitted from that even if Vel and Ceylon had never met, prior. Given that Ceylon was the CEO and COO of NoThEn Labs (And was often in a bipedal, wingless form instead of his more natural quadruped, winged form), not many people recognized him when he was out in the world. Few knew that he possessed the ability to transform himself, which was perfect for a dual life.

Sure, he refused to change the black and white patterning on his body when he changed from one form to another so it wouldn't be hard for folks to link the quadruped and biped versions of himself, but his ancestry was that of an osprey so it wasn't like he had unique patterns or colours to call his own. Plus, when acting as the CEO of the company, he was almost always in a nice suit, so people rarely saw the exact patterns on his body. Only when he was quadruped did he walk around nude and exposed to the world around him.

Luckily it was natural for quadrupeds to not wear clothes of any sort. In fact, while nudity wasn't illegal in any way, that law was only amended due to a campaign by bipeds because they felt it was unfair that quadrupeds to be nude but it was a double standard to expect bipeds to be clothed. Once that drama came and went, the new laws - nearly globally, at that - ensured that nudity was completely allowed to all who wished to live that lifestyle. Scaled, furred, feathered, skinned, biped, quadruped, wings or not, it was the same law for all.

It was perfect for Ceylon's dual life. When biped, he wore a suit and lacked wings. When quadruped he was about as natural as the day he was hatched. He could also be a she if he wanted, but not today. His plan on this day was to give himself to Leera and that often meant a masculine form.

With all that in his head, it wasn't all that surprising to him how Vel'Gahrus responded to him.

After hopping his way across the bridge that went over the highway, Ceylon wasted no time heading down the pathway to the front gate of The Nectar Squeeze. Unlike most of the stores in the plaza on the opposite side of the highway, the Nectar Squeeze was open for business! As an orchard, it made sense to be working at the crack of dawn, since the fruit would have been moist and delicious, perfect for plucking or picking if the situation called for it.

Ceylon happily nodded to the guards at the entrance and sauntered his way into the first of the many fields that could be found there. The Nectar Squeeze grew peaches, plums, pears, apples, oranges, and uriel fruit as its main crops but also grew avocado, limes, lemons, and various flowers on the side, so there was plenty of variety to explore.

Littered around the apple and pear trees were a half dozen employees all on ladders, inspecting the fruit to see what was ripest and ready to be picked. Those baskets would be delivered to The Vore House around noon and the rest would be sold at Vel's fruit stand in the afternoon.

But Ceylon wasn't seeking any random employee, he wanted to see Vel! No real reason, of course, he just felt it would be nice to hold a conversation with the drake he'd done business with but had never met face to face!

Finding the magenta dragon didn't take too long. The color of Vel's scales really popped out against the greens of the leaves, the browns of the branches, and the rainbow of colours on the various fruits; only the plums resembled the light purple of him and he, like many of his employees, fully embraced the nudity laws of the region so he was remarkably easy to pick out of a crowd.

Ceylon found him after about a half hour of looking, where Vel was at the top of a ladder and was prodding and twisting various peaches in his fingertips to test for ripeness. He was very distracted so he didn't see Ceylon coming up behind him.

"Good morning." Ceylon said in a jaunty tone without a hint of hesitation.

Vel tensed up for a moment and nearly tore off a peach by accident. After once again composing himself, he turned and smiled. "Don't sneak up on me like that! For a big fella you're awfully quiet! What can I do for you?"

It was that moment that Ceylon realized that Vel had no idea who he was, so he decided to be coy for a bit. He did realize that people tended to not recognize him as quadruped so he went with it. "Oh, nothing in particular, just exploring while I wait for The Vore House to open. Tell me, what does an ademane orchard do? What's special about your fruits that allows you to charge so much for them?"

The dragon's eyes lit up as he sat atop the ladder, one peach in the palm of his hand. "Well, allow me to explain the nature of ademane fruits and why they're important to the potion-making process - or more specifically the flavouring process." He rubbed the fuzzy skin of the peach and extended his hand out to Ceylon. "As I'm sure you know-"

From there, he gave a thorough breakdown of the nature of ademane fruits, explaining in great detail the difference between fauna-based and flora-based ademane, how they worked, where they came from, and how they could be utilized. He even offered a brief history about when these things were discovered and when NoThEn Labs invested in his orchard and when The Vore House proposed a collaboration between the two. All the while, Ceylon smiled and nodded, sitting on his haunches and swishing his tail out behind him as he waited for this to be completed.

"-and that's why it's so important to infuse fruity, well-flavoured ademane in the potions that The Vore House as well as other places brew up. Without it, they either taste terrible or are diluted!" He then leaned over and placed the peach in the basket along with a few dozen other fruits. "But I may have gone on a bit of a rant; I love talking about what we do here. Tell me, what made you curious?"

Ceylon, still on his haunches, scratched himself behind the ear with one of his hind paws - deliberately exposing his sheath and balls in the process - before gape-grinning at Vel. "Oh, you know, just wanted to check up on my investment. Make sure you still had the knowledge and passion you had when I agreed to fund this place." He winked knowingly at Vel, flicking his ear as he did so. "I'm not disappointed in the least, Vel'Gahrus!"

This made Vel do a double-take, recoiling a bit as he tried to figure out what Ceylon meant by this. He was no fool and immediately assumed this quadruped to be Ceylon but immediately dismissed it since he had never seen Ceylon in his quadruped form and wasn't aware the gryphon could transform. "And who exactly are you?" It was clear by the look on his face that he suspected the truth but didn't want to presume such a thing.

"I'm Ceylon A'Merone! Of course!" He said with aplomb, talon on his puffed-out chest.

"Leera's mate? The one who helped set up The Vore House years ago?" His eyes narrowed.

"That would be me."

"But you didn't invest in me. Leera did." Vel corrected him, still unsure how to proceed.

Ceylon gape-grinned and shrugged. "No, you partnered with Leera, I'm the one who invested."

"NoThEn Labs invested in me for their research."

"And who is the CEO of NoThEn Labs?" Ceylon countered, getting increasingly smug.

This threw Vel off a bit because he knew that Leera's mate and the CEO of NoThEn Labs shared a name, but that wasn't uncommon. "Ceylon, but that's a pretty normal name for a gryphon, so-"

Ceylon cut him off. "Exactly. Why can't I be both? There is such a thing as transformation magic, you know. I mean, it's pretty complicated to utilize and takes a lot out of me but where do you think Leera learned it?" He waggled his eyebrows and flicked his ear again, being deliberately cheeky.

Vel finished off the gryphon's thought, having finally pieced it together. "And someone of your stature would of course change their appearance when not doing business. Yeah, that makes sense." He then curled his tail up over his lap, covering his groin and blushing. Nudity may have been a common thing to enjoy but it was not often one ended up in the presence of someone who was so ubiquitous in the modern landscape, especially not someone who had such control over such a huge corporate entity.

"Why are you blushing, Vel?" Ceylon asked as he reared up and leaned against the ladder, once again ensuring a clear view to his sheath. "You were completely casual a moment ago."

"Yeah, but that was before I knew who you were. It's somewhat undignified to-"

"To what? Be nude in front of someone like me? Not sure if you noticed, but I'm nude, too."

"But you're a quadruped, it's more natural for you to-"

"Who's to say what is and isn't natural. Do what makes you happy! You and most of your staff are out here plucking fruits in the nude, nothing wrong with that." He then stepped up one more to get closer, head now at Vel's crotch level. "And you know, I like what I see. I'm impressed with your knowledge of the science that backs your orchard and it's clear you have the passion I was hoping to hear from you. That's sexy, to me. Passion is hot. Knowledge is sensual."

Vel blushed even more, gulping hard. "If I didn't know any better I'd say you were flirting with me. Are you, Ceylon? Are you flirting with me?"

"That depends, do you want to be flirted with? I can stop if you'd prefer I go back to The Vore House and offer myself to Leera. I know she could always use some hot-blooded flesh inside her, one way or another." Ceylon winked and gape-grinned, beak open to show his glistening gullet.

This made Vel shudder once more; as a fan of vore from as long as he could remember, the image of a soft, moist gullet opening up for him gave him an impulse to dive in that he had to struggle to resist. "It's okay, I think." He finally voiced after a moment of getting hard and staring into the gryphon's maw. "I don't mind a little flirtation, but I'm not so sure it's ideal to do so here. You know?"

"Not in the presence of your other workers? That seems fair." Ceylon concurred as he glanced around. "What about in that tool shed back there? Looks pretty big, roomy."

Vel laughed, mostly to himself. "You're really doing this, aren't you?"

Ceylon shrugged and hopped off the ladder. "You know who I am, you are familiar with both my lives. What in my history has told you otherwise? Come on, hope onto my back and we'll have some fun before lunch."

"Alright, I suppose you're not wrong. No point in arguing." He then uncurled his tail from around his waist to reveal his erect member, an image he quickly covered back up with his hands before gingerly raising a leg over Ceylon's back. He then curled his knees around the base of each of Ceylon's wings as the gryphon leapt into action and carried the two of them to the back of the orchard where the large shack was nestled up between the fruit trees and the forest that encapsulated the entire property as well as the Urto highway and the Vore House.

Vel had to hop off and use his passcode to unlock the tool shed before confidently inviting Ceylon in. He was doing his best to not show it but he was remarkably excited to see what the gryphon had in mind, especially after so casually exposing that meaty, thick sheath of his. The dragon couldn't help but drip in anticipation as his member remained stiff and pointing upwards. Vel may have been a subby guy but he wasn't exactly the type to be bashful; sure, he acted like it but that was all part of his persona, for the most part. Shy, bashful people don't own or operate large, successful companies.

That was why, the moment he shut the door behind Ceylon, he wasted almost no time revealing himself to his gryphon companion. He wasn't the most forward or aggressive, but as he walked by he lifted his tail to let Ceylon see his tender rump, hoping for some action.

Fortunately for both of them, Ceylon was already in the mood and really didn't need any extra encouragement. He leaned in and nipped at the base of Vel's tail, urging the dragon to hoist it up and bend over a nearby workbench. He was still hard as could be, but he could feel the focus shifting to his rump - which was exactly what he wanted. He flexed his tail hole and clenched his loins in anticipation, expecting this to be a quickie.

Ceylon, however, had slightly different plans for the two of them. He had time to spare and while he was okay with occasional quickies, this was something else entirely.

While the gryphon did lay his talon on Vel's haunches and lightly dig in with his claws - no blood, of course, just a bit of a poke - he didn't hop up. Sure, he saw that Vel was bent over the bench and was properly stabilized, but he wasn't gonna make it that quick! Instead, he leaned in and pressed his chest and crop up against the underside of Vel's raised tail, squeezing the dragon's haunches and slipping his other hand up between his thighs, deliberately stopping before he got to his crotch.

Vel could really only whimper and shudder in delight as he waited for Ceylon to make his move on him. His rump and cock were both tingling with anticipation, throbbing and swelling up with each excited beat of his heart. Internally he liked to joke with himself about how cruel it was that Ceylon was caressing him, rubbing him, and even digging his claws in without ever touching his most sensitive and receptive parts. He even kept swaying his hips and bending his knees to trick Ceylon into it.

But Ceylon remained vigilant. He lowered his head to preen and tickle the small of Vel's back with his beak, claws still digging into haunches while his own tail came around to wrap around Vel's ankle. The difference in size between them was palpable, and the warmth of the avian's breath on the dragon's back brought his scales to a raised position right up until the first contact was made as Ceylon's thumb slid under Vel's tail to prod at his pucker.

Vel rolled his eyes back in his skull as he leaned into Ceylon, eager to feel a digit prod into him. However, this was not to be; the moment he bent his legs to squat down, Ceylon pulled away and once again returned to a position with both of his talons on either of Vel's haunches. This teasing coaxed another whimper and a bit of a sultry growl out of Vel, who glanced back with narrowed eyes. "Come on, are you gonna-"

Ceylon interrupted him by leaning forward so that his beak was on Vel's shoulder, gaping maw breathing on the dragon's cheek. "Be patient, my friend. I'll get there." He then used his tongue to kiss Vel on the cheek and preened with his beak before wrapping both hands around Vel's shoulders and getting into a mounting position.

This further tease urged Vel to lift his tail but he was once again disappointed.

The gryphon drake leaned into Vel, grinding his meaty sheath up against the base of his tail without actually revealing any of his length. Once again Vel pushed back but was forced to part with the warmth of the gryphon's body when Ceylon hopped off and walked past him, tail up. "You know, I think you should earn your reward." Ceylon cooed at him, deliberately positioning himself so that Vel could see his heavy balls and tail hole from behind.

As Ceylon sauntered past him, Vel reached out as if to grab and stop the gryphon before he got too far away, growling at himself for failing to make a move fast enough. However, once Ceylon was in position he happily pulled away from the bench he'd been leaning against to kneel behind him, arms wrapped around a leg and snout nuzzling up between the gryphon's balls.

Without being prompted, Ceylon felt the need to elaborate on his motivation. "You know, you're a pretty small guy and while I don't mean to brag but my equipment might be a bit heavy for you. I truly do feel that I'd be much more comfortable if you help to prepare me; you know, lube me up." He winked back and widened his stance to ensure that Vel had more time and freedom to do as he wished.

This subtle communication was not lost on the dragon, who spun around between Ceylon's hind legs and got into a position underneath his belly that may have been perfect to take the avian's member in his maw if not for his personal focus on the sheath and balls, both of which had a sweet scent to them like a mix of drake musk and fruits. Exactly the sort of thing Vel lived for!

He nuzzled and licked, using his lips to prod and poke and tug at Ceylon's meaty sheath while both of his hands explored the heavy twin orbs under the gryphon's tail. He couldn't help but try and steal a taste from the dripping opening but once again returned to feel the weight of Ceylon's balls on his muzzle before making another move. In a way, he felt like it'd be a waste if he just went to the main course so he instead sampled the flavours of the gryphon's flesh by sucking on the fur there as well as lightly tugging at the flesh again and again.

Vel'Gahrus was quickly proving himself to be a loyal dragon by giving all the attention and all the affection he could muster, his motions growing increasingly intense and hungry with each pass to and fro the tip of Ceylon's sheath. He used his hands to knead and massage the gryphon's balls - gently, of course - before eventually leaning back and cradling the swelling bulge in his sheath.

While there, in that position with his open maw beneath the opening to Ceylon's dripping flesh, he waited to taste some of the fluids that threatened to drip out. He remained in place, patiently waiting while squeezing and cradling what he was certain was the forming knot that was still inside the avian's thick, juicy gryphon sheath. Nothing came out, telling him he needed to work harder or that the fluid was too thick and viscous to trickle out without more effort.

Either way, he got the immediate impression that he needed to put in a bit more effort!

Knowing - or at least theorizing - that, he used both hands to passionately stroke up and down Ceylon's sheath, squeezing and using the flesh there as a masturbator as he kept his maw open in anticipation of what might come out. With each kneading back-stroke he exposed some of Ceylon's tip, resulting in a visible trail of drake slime dribbling and dancing off the very end until Vel reached out and sucked the fluid from its source with his lips.

The flavour was incredibly intense but sweet at the same time! In fact, it was pretty much exactly what he had hoped for so he couldn't help but knead and peel back Ceylon's sheath until all but the knot was exposed, revealing a thick and lightly tapered length tipped by a head that was barbed in the same way as a cat's tongue. He took a moment to bask in the red-fleshed glory, imagining what it would have felt like inside him, tickling his flesh and holding itself in place as it pumped him full of hot gryphon seed. Only then did he also notice the little ribs and ridges along its length as they throbbed in time with the spurting bursts of pre-seed that trickled out the tip.

Vel hungered for more; he wanted to taste and enjoy that musky sweet nectar from its source and happily wrenched Ceylon's shaft downward so he had a better angle. Without a moment's hesitation he wrapped his lips around the barbed tip and started to suckle, using his tongue to cradle the pointed end of Ceylon's member in an attempt to coax and nurse as much as he could.

This lasted only a moment before Vel felt an odd but pleasant counter-suction tugging on his tongue! It took him only a moment to realize that Ceylon's urethra had done the same to him that he had been doing to the gryphon's cock: sucking in an attempt to swallow!

While that was immensely hot and a little dangerous, it didn't stop the eager, entranced dragon. He opened his maw wider and pressed up tight against Ceylon's belly, forcing his muzzle right up against the opening of the sheath and the knot it held within as his tongue cradled and suckled on the entirety of the gryphon's member sans the lobes near the base.

As he pulled away he was shocked to see and feel Ceylon's member - apparently partially prehensile - curl and cradle his chin before completely enveloping his lower jaw, tongue and teeth and all! This caught Vel by surprise but he didn't resist!

Even in the heat of the moment he knew Ceylon - both as Leera's mate and as the CEO of NoThEn Labs - to be a pleasant person who outwardly and actively endorsed safe indulgences. He may have been forthright and lacked shame but he wasn't a dangerous person to fool around with, be it as pred or prey or partner.

Hence, Vel not only didn't pull away or act panicked but actually leaned into it, eager to feel the gryphon's cock dilating and pulling his lower jaw in deeper like a worm with its meal. This didn't last long, since the gryphon's cock only got Vel's lower jaw and tongue instead of his whole snout, so Vel made the most of it by using his tongue to probe and caress the inner walls of Ceylon's shaft.

Sadly, the prehensile member seemed to realize that it couldn't swallow up any more of Vel and actively spat him out by squeezing tight and constricting his lower jaw until the dragon's mandible popped out accompanied by a burst of silken precum and a splatter of pearly mess down his throat. All of which he gulped down with ease, of course.

Vel was about to lean back in and try again - this time using both upper and lower jaws to ensure the member was able to envelop all of him - only to have Ceylon step forward and nearly knock him over.

"Sorry about that, side effect of transformation magic gives my equipment a mind of its own." Ceylon apologized, one front talon up so he could get a good look at the dragon between his hind legs.

Though not upset, there as a bit of frustration in Vel's voice as he responded. "That's alright, honest, I just felt-"

He was then caught off guard by Ceylon literally sitting on him, balls and sheath pinning his entire upper body and face to the ground as Vel's many limbs splayed out and grasped at gryphon haunches and tail. "I'm sorry, what was that?" Ceylon joked as he waggled his rump.

Vel continued to struggle until he realized that his snout was perfectly aligned between Ceylon's two rump cheeks and the base of his tail. There, his muzzle was aimed directly at the gryphon's tail hole so he let his instincts take over by extending his tongue past his lips to probe at the avian's pucker. He was quite pleased to note the taste was stunningly similar to that of Ceylon's cock lubricant, so he kept at it as Ceylon continued to sway and grind against him.

All was well and Vel's member remained sturdy and rigid as Ceylon's plump haunches pinned him to the ground, but things got even better as Vel felt the gryphon's pucker dilate and slowly engulf his entire muzzle in the exact way he'd hoped his member had done minutes prior!

Naturally, he gave the same level of enthusiasm he would have had that shaft swallowed him up by leaning into it, probing as deep as his tongue would go, and eagerly gripping at the hips that pinned him to the ground. He was a little bit worried about his glasses but the flesh never quite made it that far before Ceylon stood back up, leaving Vel gasping for air and soaked in a combination of his own saliva and the many fluids that Ceylon's body had secreted and smothered him with.

"Okay, what do I have to do to get you to-" Vel started in between heaving breaths. "Have me?"

Ceylon turned and looked down at the dragon so that they appeared upside down to one another. "I think that's about all for now. I'm ready, if you're ready." From this angle, he knew his gape-grinning beak was directly within Vel's gaze, the cherry red flesh dilating to show down his gullet.

This made Vel gulp as he went to roll to his feet only to be stopped mid-motion by Ceylon's talon pinning his chest to the ground while keeping him on his knees and rump up high in the air. He yipped and shifted his weight under Ceylon - learning quickly that the gryphon was actually really light for his size - so that his elbows were bracing his upper body and his cheek was on both forearms. His member remained stiff, now aiming down and leaking his own excitement as he waited.

"Well someone's eager." Ceylon joked as he leaned more of his weight down on Vel's shoulders, one of his hind paws resting on the dragon's haunches as he arched his back and exposed more of his member. "I hope you're ready, because once we get tied up we won't be parting ways for a while."

All Vel could do was meekly nod while grinning back, a deep guttural growl emanating from deep within his chest as his tail hiked itself up and he widened his stance to better expose his pucker.

Ceylon wasted no time after such a subtle but impassioned invitation. Without much in terms of aim or guidance, he leaned into Vel and clenched his loins to pop the knot from his sheath and slap his length against his belly as he arched his back and stabbed at the underside of Vel's tail.

The gryphon's motions weren't just quadruped but feral; carnal and animalistic in their intensity. His barbed tip stabbed at Vel's cheeks and tugged at the soft skin there before finally finding its mark directly in the middle of the dragon's pucker. However, Ceylon didn't slam his hips in like a dog or feral drake would, but he instead held position for a while as he tensed his member and splayed out the barbs to anchor himself first! Only once he was entirely sure he found his mark - and Vel started trying to push back against his weight - did he bite down on the back of Vel's neck and plunge every last bit of his length from tip to knot into him with a glorious squelch that was stopped by the berth of his lobes.

Ceylon's knot didn't quite make its way in on the first full-bodied thrust, but its swollen bulbs of firm flesh certainly parted the dragon's rump cheeks and threatened to dilate his opening!

Vel, however, hardly even noticed. The girth and length of Ceylon's tapered member filled him so thoroughly that he couldn't help but grasp at the nearest item he could find, which happened to be a branch he'd pruned the day before. He bit down on it and writhed in pleasure as he clenched and did what he could under Ceylon's weight to move his spine in waves. The pressure of Ceylon's beak on the back of his neck could have been unpleasant but it really added to the carnal nature of the situation.

To his delight, the splaying and tickling of gryphon barbs tugging his flesh inside was shockingly pleasant and not irritating in the least; one thing he had noticed prior was that the 'barbs' were less like spines or needles and were more like somewhat firmer flesh, like cartilage-tipped spades. This internal massage encouraged him to clench and relax intermittently, each constriction of his rump end seeming to suck the gryphon's length a bit more.

Of course, this was more due to Ceylon grinding and gyrating, the knot acting as a sort of anchor as his tip stirred up Vel's insides and the bulging, semi-inflated lobes easing their way in deeper.

Despite being distracted by the internal massage given to him by Ceylon's barbs, Vel knew well enough that if he wanted to feel that knot inside him he'd have to relax and let it slip past his rump cheeks. However, there was a bit of concern when he felt the swollen lobes pressing against his hip bones; for a moment he was concerned he was either too small to handle the gryphon's girth or that Ceylon had gotten a little too excited prior to forcing himself all the way in.

Knots were meant to swell inside, not expand outside and be forced.

Luckily for them both, Ceylon knew what he was doing and his knot - though partially inflated - was still soft enough to squeeze past the dragon's tight opening with the help of some bio-magic.

A gentle, teal swirl of mist billowed down from Ceylon's orbs and through his member to be absorbed into Vel's rump cheeks and pucker for only a few seconds before the gryphon dug his claws - both on his paws and talons - into Vel and arched his back with all his might, forcing the six lobes of his knot to pop into the dragon's read one after another in quick succession!

In this split second, a series of guttural squelches and juicy splatters could be heard erupting from between them followed by the deep growl of pleasure that the dragon cried out and the screech that Ceylon let loose. This was all followed by the sudden and aggressive expansion of all six of those knot lobes within Vel's booty, locking the two of them together as the barbed tip continued to splay out and massage and the ridges that trailed from Ceylon's knot to sheath began throbbing to pump seed deep into the dragon's bowels.

In that moment, Ceylon let go of Vel's neck and licked him to kiss the puncture wounds better - though there was still no blood, just an indentation since he was kind if a bit rough - before leaning back and allowing his knot to tug on Vel's booty without any chance of it popping out.

This pleasure left Vel with his eyes crossed and tongue lolling out while Ceylon growled in his ear and his cock continued to pump gryphon seed deep into his bowels. Neither felt the need to say a word, their guttural vocalizations and whimpers and chirps were enough to keep the mood feral.

Of course, Ceylon the drake was pretty well spent mere seconds after feeling his knot swell and lock the two of them together. Once he was lost to the bliss of perpetual orgasm that came with a good knotting that tied them, he practically collapsed on top of Vel to pin the dragon to the ground, legs splayed out in all directions and beaked chin nestled in between Vel's horns.

"Uh, are you comfortable?" Vel joked as he tried to twist his head only to find that Ceylon's head had basically pinned him in place. He considered protesting up until he felt another swell in his rump that led to a sloshing flow of gryphon seed coursing through his bowels. This made him clench his hindquarters and lower his tail to help lock Ceylon in place.

Without moving his head, Ceylon bucked his hips to allow his knot to plunge a bit deeper, the girth of its many knots twisting in place while the barbed tip splayed out once again to tickle the dragon's tender walls. "Yep." Was all he said as he arched his back and got a bit more comfortable. Every motion of his, every beat of his heart, and each intermittent pulsation of his loins resulted in another pumping sensation followed by a torrent of his seed squeezing into the dragon.

By this point it was clear there was little to no reason for Vel to question what was going on or Ceylon's intentions. The dragon was happy to have acted as a receptacle to the gryphon's desires and after only a few minutes laying together on the floor of the shack he could already feel the building pressure within him as Ceylon pumped more and more drake cum into him.

It wasn't like a light sloshing of seed coating his walls or anything, either. Ceylon's difference in size and propensity to tie and keep pumping more and more actually made Vel feel bloated as his bowels got inflated with such a voluminous amount of gryphon seed that he could actually see his belly and the rest of his abdomen losing its definition as his walls expanded. It was subtle, at first, but Vel could feel it inside him every time he moved and the pressure of Ceylon on top of him amplified it.

He tried to push out from under the gryphon's belly in order to alleviate some of the pressure but found quickly that any shifting of his form resulted in that massive, six-lobed knot tugging at his pucker as a spurt of cum spurted out of him to trickle down over his own balls and form a puddle between his legs. A puddle that quickly disappeared between the cracks of the floor but a puddle nonetheless. Vel even tried to slip his hand down between himself and the ground to capture some of it instead of letting it go to waste but found that his belly had grown too much to allow that.

Fortunately, Ceylon picked up on this fairly quickly and got up to all fours to help out. While this was good in theory - at least in terms of the pressure on Vel's bloated belly - It created a whole new problem as Ceylon's new position hoisted Vel up by the tail hole so that he was dangling between the gryphon's legs with the knot yanking on him from the inside.

Vel tried his best to get a grip, to bend in a way that he could alleviate this new pressure, but gave up as he felt the knot twist inside him and grind against his prostate, bringing him untold pleasure as it did so. He didn't even need to touch himself to feel his liquid passion leaking out the ed of his cock to splash on the wet spot that had formed thanks to Ceylon's seed seeping out of him.

Just as he was about to find some footing - just enough to ensure the knot wasn't yanked out of him - Vel was shocked to feel Ceylon's talon wrapping around his chest as the gryphon leaned back in an upright position while leaning against the bench. There, with Ceylon on his haunches and hind legs, the gryphon wrapped both of his talons around Vel's upper body while extending his wings to 'protect' the dragon from predators.

There were no predators, but Vel knew exactly what this meant. When he looked up out of curiosity he was granted a heavenly look at a dilated gullet and widened beak hovering over top of him! His first reaction was to fake panic, to act like prey who didn't want to be eaten, but he abandoned that facade pretty quickly. He was pretty sure Ceylon wasn't the type to roleplay in that manner, so he didn't bother acting that way. Instead, he simply laughed and leaned into it, nuzzling his cheek against the lower beak and tongue of Ceylon's open maw, hands caressing the gryphon's talons as he waited.

After a moment of passionately licking and nuzzling at Vel's cheek, Ceylon paused. "Are you okay with this? I mean, I'm pretty hungry and you'll lose your morning to my belly."

Without missing a beat, Vel leaned back into Ceylon and practically grabbed the gryphon's beak and forced it around his head, which spoke volumes as to his intent.

"Well, alright!" Ceylon conceded as he bucked one last time, his knot twisting and shifting inside Vel's rump while also jerking the dragon's entire body up just enough so that Ceylon's beak could wrap itself around his head and engulf him right to the neck!

Vel'Gahus took one last glimpse out of the corner of his eye at the natural light streaming in through the windows as Ceylon's gaping gullet expanded and completely engulfed him from snout tip to chest, the curved beak prodding at his sternum and spine without breaking the skin, something he presumed was due to Ceylon's magical prowess (hooked beaks were made to rip and tear, as were talons, but despite all that Ceylon hadn't drawn a bit of blood).

Then, in a twist that even Vel wasn't anticipating, Ceylon clamped his beak down hard and yanked with all his might - still without drawing any blood - to pop Vel's tenderized rump off the gryphon's fully engorged know with an audible squelch that Vel could literally feel bellowing through his torso, his bowels bellowing and belching gryphon seed all over the room to soak the two of them!

Naturally, Vel was completely lost in the sensation of avian gullet expanding to accommodate him, his snout slipping out into the crop with ease as Ceylon tugged and yanked him out of place. The gryphon's motions were jerky and a bit on the violent side but Vel wasn't concerned; if he wasn't hurt yet he wouldn't get hurt no matter what Ceylon did to him.

And he was entirely right. In fact, not only was he not in pain nor was he in any way in discomfort given the jerky yanking on his entire form, but the actual sensation of being aggressively slid in and out of Ceylon's gullet as his rump hole continued to spew gryphon cum all over actually brought him very near his first real climax! Even as Ceylon tossed him up and caught him upside down by the midsection with Vel's head and chest lost somewhere in the gryphon's Gullet, the violent shaking and the friction that came from Ceylon's crop caressing his entire naked form only helped him along!

Just as Ceylon tossed his head and twisted his neck to extend his beak forward and over Vel's groin, the dragon clenched up his fists, curled the tip of his tail, and bucked his hips into the air, his erect member spewing his own drake seed all over Ceylon's upper beak and nearly getting the gryphon in the eye!

Ceylon paused to wipe himself off with his forearm as Vel's legs writhed and his toes curled in residual delight. The dragon was experiencing a full-bodied orgasm thanks to Ceylon's undulating gullet flesh and the trickling seed that was escaping his tail hole, all pleasantries that made Ceylon a little jealous. Luckily for him, however, his pleasure had all been dumped into Vel already so now he just needed some post-orgasmic snack.

Vel was a lovely treat for the gryphon.

With a few final jerks and twists, Ceylon gulped down the last of Vel, leaving only the dragon's feet and tail tip poking out the end of his beak and a visible dragon-shaped bulge in his belly. There was a significant difference in size between them but not one so big that Vel failed to make an impression!

Once the last of the dragon had been gulped down, Vel found himself practically falling through Ceylon's crop and esophagus en route to his belly, the curve of abdominal wall forcing him to curl up in place with his feet pressed outwards to make clear hindpaw distentions. He was comfortable, smothered in saliva, and could breathe the fluid that was secreted by the walls that kneaded him, so he had no problems nuzzling into a mound of flesh next to his cheek and getting a bit of a nap.

He had worked very hard the week leading up to this; he deserved a few hours to himself and couldn't imagine a nicer place to rest than Ceylon's bloated belly.

Ceylon, however, found his additional bulge to be a little on the distracting side. As he got back to all fours and left the shack, he found his belly was hanging low and nearly scraping along the floor and eventually the dirt and roots of each of the trees that made up the orchard.

There was a moment of hesitation where Ceylon considered letting Vel back out before he left, but he opted to happily saunter out of the orchard while others stared at him, happily trotted over the bridge that crossed the Urto Highway, passed the plaza around the off-ramp, and eventually back to The Vore House grounds where he was greeted by Vvilfred Ashe - the gray stallion groundskeeper.

They exchanged pleasantries before Ceylon once again burst into the front doors of the main hall only to once again be told that Leera was still busy and might not be available until nightfall.

This did make Ceylon grumpy but it did give him incentive to return to the Orchard and pick fruits for Vel. He did, after all, take the dragon away from his duties by making him a breakfast snack and quickie. It was the least he could do.