>You are anon
>Currently halfway between dreamland and equestria, still tying to squeeze a tiny bit of sleep in before you actually have to be a person
>The world it seems, has different plans for you this day
>A loud slamming from your door shocks you awake
>You would say "knocking" but it actually sounded like your door was being pounded by mjolnir
>You raise your hands to your head and rub your temples
JESUS FUCKING CHRIST, STOP! I'LL BE DOWN IN A MINUTE YOU FUCKING SOCIOPATH
>Silence
>You get up and make your way down the stairs, as you get closer to the door you hear a muffled voice
>"-Yell at me? Stupid dweeb."
>Before she finishes you yank open the door, surprising her
>She jumps back letting out a muffled squawk while puffing her feathers out
Whaddaya' want, bird brain?
>She scowls at your nickname
>"What did you just call me?"
Nothing Catbutt, why do you ask?
>The scowl deepens, her talons forming a fist
>"Stop. Calling. Me. Names."
What? You can dish it out, but when someone tough enough hands some out to you you lose it, don't you, fluffy?
>She lets out something between a roar and a screech, it would have made you laugh if you weren't being tackled by an angry griffin

>The writhing mass of feathers and fur on top of you continues yelling
>"Every time I come over to see your monkey butt, you think its just HILARIOUS to make fun of me! Well how funny is this?!"
>Her claws wrap around your throat, putting pressure on your windpipe
>Normally you would think this was terrifying, but you had come to expect things to be different in this world
>Griffins, one of the deadliest and strongest creatures in this world, were comparable in strength to a skinny teenager
>Aside from a little discomfort, you were completely fine
>But you decide to have a little fun, after all, hows life supposed to be interesting if you don't let a close friend think she killed you every once in a while?
>You let out exaggerated gasps for air, managing to get a few tears to form in your eyes
>It takes every bit of self control you have to not laugh and shove her off of you
>She continues looking down at you, rage still evident in her eyes
>She lessens her grip on your throat slightly, but you're past that point
>You let out one last gasp, close your eyes, and go limp
>Your "attacker" lessens her grip even more, you can feel her tense up more than she already was
>"Alright dweeb, get up"
>A worried tone is audible in her voice
>"Haha loser, you got me, now get up"
>She's shaking you now, making it hard to hold you breath and keep a straight face
>Her voice gets more emotional, something you hadn't heard before
>"Oh no oh no oh no oh no, DWEEB GET UP"
>She kicks your side, it feels like a light kick, but she was probably hitting you pretty hard

>As hilarious as this was, you couldn't hold your breath forever
>Before you can open your eyes and mouth to let in some air, you feel talons on your lips
>They pry your mouth open and hold it, you decide to wait to see where this goes
>You feel a beak enter your mouth
>She exhales, filling your lungs with air
>Good thing too, you might be able to keep this up a little more
>Then an idea enters your depraved little mind
>After a couple of breaths, you decide to go for it
>As she presses into you, you press your tongue into her mouth
>You come in contact with her own tongue, longer and slightly thinner than your own
>You wrap your arms around the griffin, eliciting a startled squawk
>Pulling her in closer, you feel her try to pull back, but your arms are locking her in place
>You feel her tongue twitch ever so slightly, towards your own
>You move your hands upwards and grip the base of her wings
>Carefully, you apply pressure to the pits of her wings with your thumbs, using your fingers to carefully massage the muscles near the base of her wings
>A soft moan escapes her beak
>Normally this would be hot, but you are still aware of an entire beak, open, resting in your mouth

>You're just about to pull her head off of your own before you feel something
>Aw, how cute, Catbutt is purring while you violate her
>You continue your assault on her beak with your tongue, exploring all around the griffin analog of a mouth
>Soft moans join her purring
>You move your hand from her right wing and move downwards
>Your hand stops just above her ass, you move your hand in a small circle before continuing down
>You softly massage her ass cheeks, eliciting even more muffled moans
>You pull your hand up and away, readying a surprise for your little griffin
>Bringing your hand back down, your hand lands firmly on her ass
>Her head pulls back, releasing yet another loud squawk
>"What the hell do you think your doing, dwe-"
>You pull your left hand from her wing, wrapping it firmly around her beak
Shhhhh now, Gil, this is for your own good
>She writhes on top of you, fruitlessly trying to escape your grasp
>Carefully, you move your ring finger to allow her nostrils access to air
>The writhing stops, you feel air rush through your fingers as she inhales deeply
>You bring your hand down on her rump yet again, this time slightly lighter than before
>Another muffled moan escapes her throat
>Seems you found the right combination of gentleness and firmness to get her off

>The rubbing and smacking continues for nearly a minute, the purring and moans intensifying every second
>You decide to move things forward
Now gilda, if I take my hand off of your beak, am I going to regret it?
>She closes her eyes and shakes her head slowly
Good girl, don't make me regret this now...
>You quickly release her beak, using your now free hand you start slowly moving your hand upwards, over the ridge of her head
>Eventually, your hand reaches back to her wing, resuming its careful movements
>Now that she is able to freely open her beak, she abuses the privilege and the sounds of her moans rise
>You lower your right hand between her thighs, brushing the fur in between ever so lightly with your fingers
>She sighs deeply, burying her head in the area between your neck and left shoulder
>You release her wing and move your other hand to her ass, continuing the work your other hand started
>Your right hand creeps further downwards, feeling telltale wetness 
>You move your head slightly to the left, craning upwards to speak into the griffin's ears
Someone's been a naughty little birdie, hasn't she?
>She stiffens slightly
>"Y-yesss......I've been a bad birdie...."
>You press your fingers to the source of the moisture, applying ever so slight pressure
Bad birds need to be taught a lesson, don't they?
>She wiggles her ass slightly, pressing herself against your fingers
>"Mmmmmnn, yesssss...."
>You decide to oblige her, carefully pressing your fingers into her
>She moans loudly into your ear
>While the proximity makes it slightly uncomfortable, it is admittedly hot

>You pump your fingers in and out of her, using your other hand to grip her ass and move her up and down in rythm with your other hand
>"Ah....Ah.....ahhhh...Anon.....ah....please..."
>Hearing the normally tough, no nonsense griffin like this is starting to really get to you
>Your stiffening member presses up against her belly, the light motion of her body stimulating you through your clothing
>You slow down your movements, eventually stopping completely
>Confused, gilda speaks up
>"W-what? Why did you stop...?"
>Quickly, you pull your fingers out of her, making a small *pop* sound as they leave her
>You bring both of your hands to a resting position on her asscheeks
>She raises her head and looks into your eyes, but you shush her
Be a good girl now, gil, you wouldn't want me to stop, now would you?
>She shakes her head
Good, now hold on
>You grip her bottom, using it as leverage to flip her onto her back
>She lets out another squawk and presses her talons into your shoulder
>The cloth provides a slight cushion, stopping them from breaking the skin
>You can't really blame her, but you're still going to punish her for it
>With her now on her back, you pull your hands upward and push her front legs up and over her head
>She looks deep into your eyes, still purring while pressed against you
You need to watch those talons, gil...
>A soft while leaves her
>"Sorry you surprised me....you aren't going to stop are yo-"
>Before she can finish, you replace your fingers inside her
>She melts underneath you, lost in the pleasure of your motions
>You reach down with your free hand and un-zip your pants, slowly removing them

>She doesn't say anything
>She must not be paying attention, or she just doesn't care
>You quickly pull the last leg out of the jeans and toss them aside
>Her eyes are closed now, he beak half open with her tongue lazily hanging out the side of her beak
>You move on to the boxers
>You pull them off quickly, throwing them in the same corner as your pants
>Suddenly, you feel something soft an warm against your member
>You look down and see the culprit, Gilda's hind paws were firmly planted around your cock
>You look up to her face, her eyes now wide open, tongue still hanging from her beak
Oh wow, you are flexible...
>"One of the..Nnngh...perks of being a totally....shit....awesome griffon..."
>Slowly, she starts working her paws up and down the length of your shaft
>Her soft fur interlacing the feel of her pads as it rubs against you
>You close your eyes and look forward, suppressing a moan
>"You..nng...like that, monkey boy?"
>You look back down at the griffin
Did I say you could talk?
>She looks surprised, quickly closing her beak
Thats better, now where were we?
>You think for a moment, a task which is made slightly more challenging by the rapid movement of her paws on your erection
>Suddenly, you hatch a brilliant plan
>You pull your fingers from the griffon, a soft whine follows
>You slap her paws away lightly, positioning yourself on top of her, your member ever so slightly pressing against her sensitive vagina
>You look up to her face, her breathing increasing rapidly
>You bring your hand to her cheek, softly massaging her face and eliciting a soft coo
Beg for it

>Her face contorts into surprise
>"Wha?"
You heard me, bird girl, beg me for it.
>She looks away, blushing
>"I'm not going to beg you"
>She grinds her lower half against yours, unable to get you to enter her but still giving her a slight feeling of pleasure
>You smile
You're not going to beg me to what?
>She looks back at you
>"To fuck me! I'm not going to beg you to fuck me!"
>Good enough for you
>You quickly, but carefully, press yourself into her
>A low, drawn out squawk is emitted from her beak as you slide yourself into her
>As you hilt, you look down to gilda
Well, how about now?
>Her hips sway, moving your member around inside of her ever so slightly
>She gives you a pleading look before opening her beak to speak
>"Please...."
>You cup your hand around your ear, turning it to face her
Sorry I can't hear you, you're going to need to speak up.
>She sighs
>"PLEASE FUCK ME! PLEASE!"
Your wish....
>You pull yourself out of her slowly
Is my command.
>You slam yourself back into her, sliding her a couple inches across the floor
>Another loud, but still adorable, squawk comes from the griffin
>You repeat the action, her head bobbing in time with your thrusts
>Occasionally you stop, burying yourself inside of her
>You gently pull yourself out one inch, then lovingly re-enter the griffon

>During one of these slow moments, you realize just how loud her purring and cooing sounds have become
>She has also wrapped her talons around your neck, slowly pulling you down to meet her face
>You plant a tender kiss on the upper part of her beak and continue your thrusting
>You pull your head back
>She looks like she has something to say, but has remembered not to speak without permission
>You decide to cut her a break
Got something to say, Gil?
>As she bobs underneath you, she opens her mouth to speak
>"I've...ugh....I've wanted this for....F-fuck...so long..."
>You hadn't exactly expected this, but it wasn't too much of a surprise
>She had always spent a lot of time with you, but you assumed it was because you two were the only meat eaters in a hundred mile radius
>Hunting with her had always been fun, she was a lot more tender after having killed something for some reason
>Your mind snaps back to the present when you feel the soft feathers of Gilda's face press against your face
>You feel her lower muscles contract, along with a very loud moan coming from the griffon's beack
>Kissing was obviously going to be out of the question until you figured out a good enough way to do so, but she seemed content to use her tongue to caress your cheek as she came
>You slowed your pace, gently pushing into her as she came down from the orgasm
>Eventually, she falls back onto the ground, panting
>She coos as you pull out of her slowly
>"That was amazing..."
>You bend forward and plant another kiss on her beak
Oh we aren't done just yet, I still haven't finished

>A look of surprise crosses her face
>"You mean you didn't....you're still..."
>She had told you about griffin endurance the few times it had came up
>Suffice to say, it was not impressive, even if compared to a stallion
>You decide to try something interesting
Come over here, Gil.
>She complies, walking over and plopping down between your legs
Use your mouth, watch the beak
>She looks at you incredulously
>"I don't think I can..."
>She stops, an idea popping into her head
>She gives a devilish grin, then grabs your member
>She positions her head over you and opens her beak
>Her long tongue slowly exits her beak, wrapping around your shaft
>You feel a slight tug as she pulls you toward her open maw
>She widens her beak as far as it will go and pulls you into her mouth, stopping about halfway down, your cock as deep in her throat as she can manage
>The warmth of her throat on your member combined with the movements of her tongue wrapped around you is glorious
>After a minute or so of this, you tap her shoulder lightly
>She looks back up into your eyes inquisitively
Thats good enough, get up
>She complies, slowly unwrapping her tongue from around you and pulling you out of her throat
>She backs away as you get up
Turn around, face down ass up.
>She complies, the sultry look on her face still evident as she turns to watch

>Your desire to finish overtakes you
>You thrust yourself into her from behind, more suddenly than she must have anticipated
>She lets out a soft moan with each thrust, still looking back into your eyes
>You continue slamming into her, giving her rump a light slap every so often
>You decide to change it up
You can talk now, by the way.
>Within seconds, your house was filled with profanities and pleas
>"Fuck yes!.... Fuck me!...Keep going, right there, yes right there!"
>The griffon was a lot more vocal than you thought she would be, but that wasn't necessarily a bad thing
>As you continue pumping her, you feel a familiar pressure building
Gil, I'm about to cum...
>Her eyes half lidded and profanities still flowing from her mouth, she replies
>"Oh....fuck yes.....Do it.....Inside......Please...."
>You weren't asking, but it was nice of her to agree with you
>You give one final thrust, releasing your load inside of her
>Her front legs give out as she orgasms a second time, something that gives you extreme satisfaction
>You rotate your hips ever so slightly as you pull out, eliciting more coos from the griffin
>Your member leaves her again, another audible *pop*
>A small amount of cum slowly leaves her, flowing down her leg
>You both collapse forward, clinging to eachother as you do
>You wrap your arms around her, softly patting the fluffy tuft of fur on her upper body
>She signs happily
>You raise your head to where she had showed you her ears were, planting a soft kiss you open your mouth to speak
If you ever knock on my door like that again, I will fucking murder you, catbutt.