Making one Less of a Mess After Some Fun

29 August 2016

10:58 Zephyrus screeches

10:59 GyroFeather covers his earholes with a talon

11:00 Zephyrus flops

11:01 GyroFeather nuzzles at flopped bird, begins to preen

11:02 Zephyrus flicks tail though accepts preening

11:02 GyroFeather uses his own scent as he preens Zephyrus, leaving him smelling like pretty peacock.

11:03 Zephyrus does not object much. pretty peacock smells like huge predbirb

11:05 GyroFeather is happy with this, is obviously ferocious pred bird. Nothing would mistake his pretty looks for prey.

11:05 Zephyrus has covered him in his scent well enough

11:06 GyroFeather was using his own peacock scent gland :P

11:07 Zephyrus knows! Zephyrus has made peacock birb smell like him often enough!

11:08 GyroFeather thinks that the scent suits Zephyrus. He's no longer smelly bird, and instead is fierce pretty bird scented.

11:12 Zephyrus snorts. He isn't smelly!

11:12 GyroFeather then turns to preen the larger bird's tail tuft...even though its not really feathery, its just a habit of teh smaller bird

11:16 Zephyrus flicks his tail about at the preening of it, rubbing it in his face!

11:18 GyroFeather giggles as he feels the tail tuft sliding across his face as he finally releases it. His beak then moves down teh tail, preening it till he reaches the gryphon's pucker below his tail. His beak grazes over the top of it.

11:19 Zephyrus chuckles loudly at his preening though soon enough tenses up at the feeling of the beak against his tailhole, claws digging into the dirt somewhat as he looked back at him.

11:21 GyroFeather feels the bird tensing up underneath him and then turns his head back to looks, crest held high and a grin upon his face. After meeting Zephyrus's eye briefly, he then turns back to the tail hole, letting a slippery tongue snake out against the soft pucker.

11:28 Zephyrus shudders all the more at the feeling of that tongue rubbing against his pucker like that, his tail flicking about above the head of his, a light groan escaping the larger bird while his wings started to flap lightly

11:33 GyroFeather presses his tongue through the musky hole, tasting the bitteeness

11:33 < GyroFeather> Bah

11:33 < Zephyrus> Bleh

11:35 GyroFeather presses his tongue through the musky hole, tasting the bitterness that lingers there. His hind legs clench down over the wings as he feels the fluttering, holding them closed. Gyro chirps into the spot, letting his hot breath wafts against the sensitive flesh.

11:38 Zephyrus tried to shift against the binds of those wings, tail curling around his neck while his tailhole clenched and quivered under the attention it got, hind legs twitching indipendantly

11:51 GyroFeather doesn't have enough strength to keep those powerful wings pinned. His hind legs spread as the Gryphon grinds himself against zephyruss back. He pulls from the pucker to give a lick down the taint to the balls. His forelegs grip tight around his hips

11:55 Zephyrus twitches and groans louder, the lick down the thick taint and to the plump sack giving him the grimmy taste of sweat and other muck he might have found there. The heavy sack did smell rather musky, nuts shifting with the beak against it

12:09 GyroFeather feels himself becoming off balance as he leans forward, wrapping around to take the furred orbs into his mouth. The taste makes him gag slightly as does the strong smell, and yet at the same time, the birds own sheath begins to plump out. As he dives a little deeper, he finally loses it and tumbles forward onto his back.

12:31 < Zephyrus> I return!)

12:34 < GyroFeather> ( :D)

12:40 < GyroFeather> (Beep~~)

12:41 < Zephyrus> (boop

12:42 Zephyrus shudders and clicks his beak, the feeling of the bony beak around his nut bringing him to hold still, muscles tensing a little, eyes closed.

12:46 GyroFeather grunts as his body hits the ground, now with him laying flat on his back and looking up at the musky orbs in front of him. His hot breath wafts over the balls, disturbing the fur as he breaths. His tongue snakes out to curl around the sacks. The bird's wings are splayed out on both his sides and he's a little dazed, leaving him in a momentarily helpless position.

13:45 Zephyrus takes good seat on that face of his!

13:57 GyroFeather mmmphs as his beak is pressed open as the balls teabag down into him. He squirms, laying out behind the gryphon and gives a low whine as his talons press against the large creature's haunches. Cast in darkness, he could feel the hot warm fur against him and both smell and taste the hot musky scent of te bird.

14:07 Zephyrus churrs and curls his claws harder into the ground, tail shifting from side to side as he gives a grind, seeming to quite enjoy the warmth inside of that beak around his heavy sack, wings flared wide while he clicks his beak.

14:11 GyroFeather gives a soft whine and squirms beneath the larger bird. His hind legs roll back to rest on the gryphon's rump as he pushes out. All the while his whide open beak presses into Zephyrus's belly flesh around his sack, as he's forced to lick at the furred orbs.

14:15 Zephyrus groans and curls his digits hard, eyes closed and beak clicking repeatedly as he ground against him, using his tail to remove those pushing claws from his rump!

14:22 GyroFeather feels the dirt pressing into his feathers, dirtying them up as his body is thrust and ground against the earth below him. He grunts as his hind legs are pulled free by the tail and theld out in the air, preventing the poor little bird from protesting much against his position.

16:05 Zephyrus wriggles his rump left and right!

16:16 GyroFeather squawks, squriming beneath the fat gryphon, with his beak rolling over the balls and then slipping back under the wiggling to press against Zephyrus's musky rump beneath his tail as he's ground in. His hind legs are still held up by the tail, unable to break free as he's played with much like a toy.

18:08 Zephyrus wriggles his rump slowly from side to side, his tail tightening around those hinds of his, keeping him in check while he ground against that beak of his, the nuts shifting over the boney maw of his as Zephyrus moaned and coated his face in the musky sweat of his.

18:15 GyroFeather grunts and groans as the hot sweat is worked into his face,coating his feathers with the larger birds musk, just as the peacock had done when he'd preened zephy earlier. The sharp bit of his beak presses up against the hole underneath his tail, while the slimy balls slap against his beak. His tail thrashes in the air behind him with fury

18:29 Zephyrus curled his digits as he began to relax his tailhole, growling lightly while he sunk on top of that beak, overtaking it and reaching for his own sheath with a claw, lightly tweaking the tip of the fleshy pouch, beginning to tease his shaft out, a digits playing with the cumslit of his.

18:40 GyroFeather gives a growl as well as he feels the slit slowly growing over his clenched beak, pushing him into the musky tunnel with its weight. Gyro holds his breath as best as he can, but is still occasionally forced to breath in the foul air. His wings flutter and flail as his own hot breath blasts up into the tunnel, but he cant escape. His beak even puts gentle pressure upon the gryphon's prostate now. "mmmphhhh!" He complains, muffled as he is.

18:44 Zephyrus shudders and gives a growl of his own, tongue licking over the corners of his beak as he leaned back a little further, rising up a little before dropping down, spreading some of the murky slimes over the boney beak and the feathers of his face. The tiercel keeps playing with his own shaft, slowly overtaking more of the smaller bird as he moaned out, stroking his shaft to full attention.

18:49 GyroFeather starts to pull out when he feels the pressure come up off of him when then another seat forces him down against the dirt once more, slipping him in deep enough that his eyes slip through the tight pucker, mucking up his feathers and casting him into darkness. He can feel some of the mess oozing out into his feathers around his face, and his complaints vibrate the bird's rump.

18:58 Zephyrus groans loudly, his shaft soon hard an robbing in his claws as he sat up once again, slipping a little off of the wet face before sitting down hard with a light squeal, overtaking the head fully, casting him into the musky, icky darkness of the tiercel's rump, rubbing the feathers against his prostate, each individual feather gaining another grind from the excited bird.

19:03 GyroFeather sucks in a bit of clean air through the edges of his beak as the gryphon stands up and lets him out a bit, before suddenly finding himself deep inside, with his neck rimmed by the anal sphincter. Gyro gives a muffled squawk deep inside, unable to articulate much more than that throught he flesh. As his head struggles, it causes his large crest feathers to grind against the prostate, whille his neck feathers tickle upon the sensitive ring around him.

19:10 Zephyrus groaned out, his eyes closed tightly as he stood on his hinds, pulling Gyro a little further underneath him with his own tail, sitting back down into a crouched position with his hinds, wings flared fully while his claws stroked eagerly over his shaft. The steady throb going through the length also made the tailhole of his twitch and squeeze some on the feathered neck, his fur standing on end at the tickling touch on his insides.

19:18 GyroFeather slides backwards from the tugging, pulled into an almost sitting position as the tail drags him backwards, causing his rump to sit agains tthe ground, whith his legs still bound by the tail. The bird kicks and whines, but is largely helpless in this position, and infact, if zephy pushed bak much more, he could soon find himself pinned with his own back to the gryphon's belly. Gyro's feathers twitch and flutter inside the musky plot as the clenching muscles drag over them, working hot slime into his form.

19:25 Zephyrus moaned loudly with the feathers rubbing along his insides, the head of his making the first turn as Zephyrus rose and sat back down harder on the sitting bird, standing on his hinds before crouching down and overtaking another few inches as his shaft throbs hard, the bulge of the head slowly working along his front. Zephyrus moans and whines, his mucky slimes worked into the features of Gyro, staining him horribly with the stench and the musk of the larger tiercels colon and intestines.

19:32 GyroFeather gasps as he feels teh gryphon get down to his shoulders now as his pucker presses agains the base of his neck. The bird lets out a low whine and flaps with his wings, trying to knock his captor off balance. Still, it seems that he cant get away from teh acrid muck that pushes down between his feathers, working in between the plumes.

19:35 Zephyrus licks his beak slowly as he worked against the flapping wings, letting go of the hinds and sainted opting to wrap his tail around the joints of his wings and the shoulders to keep himself steady enough and keep the smaller bird in as small a frame as possible. Moaning loudly he relaxed his insides, wriggling his rump from side to side and slowly overtaking his shoulders, sinking steadily down the main frame.

19:43 GyroFeather wiggles his shoulders back and forth, even as the tail wraps around his wings. Unfortunatly, with those now to his sides, the squirming actually assists in him slipping deeper into the wawrm musky hole, smushing him up against the mess inside even further now. The bird dare not open his beak to complain, based on the thick texture in front of him, as he slowly sinks in.

14:45 < GyroFeather> (Its your post, butt! :P

14:48 < Zephyrus> (I am no butt! ovo)

14:57 Zephyrus groaned loudly as he finally got over the biggest stretch that was the tiercel's shoulder, slowly sinking lower and lower, the mess he was sinking in smushing and separating, being rubbed into his fur and feathers, staining him rather thoroughly. All the while the large gryphon moaned, stroking his hardening shaft steadily, the uninflected knot popping out of his sheath as he panted and whined.

15:04 GyroFeather squirms at as the hot mess he presses into squishes up against his nares, trying to force its way into his beak and then staining his fur and feathers as it works between each strand. The bird lets out a soft whine, dragging his claws along the slickened chamber, trying to catch himself as he feels the body twitch and pulse around him with pleasure.

15:19 Zephyrus groaned and clicked his beak as he moaned louder, the twitching keeping up and gently tugging him deeper. Around him, all seemed to be ready to fully take him. On the outside, Zephyrs was getting ready to simply let go and sit back fully, his insides relaxing slowly as his tail let go of the bird. Pre dribbled down his throbbing shaft, insides twitching and the mess pressing further in with him.

15:31 GyroFeather grunts and kicks with his hind legs as the tail releases them from its grip, feeling himself slipping ever deeper within the bird. His body twitches and pushes at the walls as they convulse around him, drawing the poor bird ever deeper. He'd even given the larger gryphon a lovely preening, and this was the thanks? Gyro elts out long whine as his pretty feathers are fully dirtied.

15:37 Zephyrus shudders and groans, the claws tracing along the insides of his intestines, making them twitch and clench, the kicking surprising the larger bird, making him fall back, sitting down hard on the remaining bird, sending him in with a strong lurch. Zephyrus moaned loudly as only the tail remained outside, the bulges of the smaller tiercels making his gut look rather lumpy.

16:02 < GyroFeather> (bah! Sorry, I thought I typed my post)

16:03 GyroFeather brakes through the muck to the other side as the rest of it flows around him, bringing a loud squawk from his beak and causing him to shudder. His tail flicks back and forth frantically outside of the rump and calls out. "P-pull me out zephy! What are you doing?" Though its likely too muffled to come out to much. He can ear the gentle burbling of teh body around him, combined with the throbbing heart as his form continues to put pressure on his prostate.

16:03 < GyroFeather> (also i thought AV was a no? :P

16:20 < GyroFeather> (boop!)

16:33 < GyroFeather> (Guess I took to long, butt fell asleep)

16:53 < Zephyrus> (birb returns to be busy)

16:53 < GyroFeather> ( :p)

18:50 Zephyrus returns once again!)

18:52 < GyroFeather> (Woooo!~

18:53 Zephyrus continued to moan loudly with the trashing tail only making his fur stand on end, his claws curled as he panted heavily. His tongue hung from his beak while his claws were covered in his pre. His insides clamped repeatedly on the smaller bird, mushing him in though not pulling him much deeper, due to the larger tiercel sitting on the furred extremity, seemed like the bird did have something else in mind than letting him slip deeper.

18:59 GyroFeather feels himself slip a little bit deeper till the pressure on his tail becomes enough to keep him still, though it pulls at his tail base painfully as the muscles try to work him deeper. The muck covered bird squirms and kicks at this treatment, screeing his distaste as he's left to stew in the hot slimy filth.

19:07 Zephyrus whines himself at the hard kicking, moaning as he finally got himself off, leaving his shaft to spurt his hot seed, splaying a few strands of his seed over the ground as he leaned back, relaxing all over, his insides slowing down and even allowing him to push backwards a little.

19:14 GyroFeather feels the tunnel convulse and squeeze wildly as the tiercel relieves that pressure in his aching balls, and then soon enough its over. Gyro is panting hard, out of breath and stuck in the foul smelling oppressive tunnel. He feels the pulling on his tail finally cease, and then finally begin to relieve as he seems to be moving backwards.

19:37 < GyroFeather> (Booop!)

19:38 < Zephyrus> (book yourself! My post is not going through!)

19:38 Zephyrus 's pants soon slow down, eyes closed as he relaxed himself, before standing up slowly, coiling his tail around the trashing one coming out of his rump like that. He tugged at it some before grunting and pushing out some of the bird's tail before his rump blocked the puckered star, earning a grunt from the large tiercel. His grunts got louder as the muscled ring began to stretch around the less dirtied back half, the murky tunnel convulsing and smushing the mass hard into him, caking him in it before slowly being released by the bird.

19:38 < GyroFeather> (Went through that time!

19:38 < Zephyrus> (fifth time posting it)

19:38 < GyroFeather> (Huh...odd...err actually occasionally the web browser messes up and requires a refresh.

19:39 < Zephyrus> (nah. /me's doesn't work it seems)

19:39 < GyroFeather> (oh ya! has to be just /me

19:39 < GyroFeather> (add a space before anything else.)

19:48 GyroFeather begins to stop squirming as he feels himself slowly being eased out of the colon by the squeezing muscles around him, and soon the tail pulling on him too. He tries to relax, even as he's further covered in the foul brown mass that used to be who knows what. He feels himself hit the dirt, picking up some particles from his sticky form, and then slowly sliding along it as his body is released.

20:18 Zephyrus groaned loudly, his eyes closed as he grunted heavily, stepping forwards as he left the bird to be eased out slowly, letting him drag just slightly he spilled from his pucker, eventually letting him drop together with the rest of his dropping, leaving him somewhat caked in the mush of his former meals.

20:22 GyroFeather gasps in the clean air as he plops down into the tround, before the rest of what was insied the gryphon is unloaded over his form. Every motion he makes has to fight the sticky brown mass that coats him. Finally the bird opens his eyes to see the mess upon him and lets out a loud scream. "Ewwwwwwwww groosssss. You gotta wash me zephy..."

20:41 Zephyrus exhales before he perks up at the sound of the bird screeching like that, shaking his head a little "Gyro... You don't just get behind a gryphon like that. But if you want a shower, follow me." He walked further into his cave, towards a little split in the tunnels and takes a left. Inside was a larger chamber, filled with fog and some springs. There was a little waterfall of a small stream, running through and down into a small hole beneath, draining away from there. "Go under there and if you are clean you can warm up and join me in my springs~" He responded, snickering at the dirty bird.

20:42 < GyroFeather> (Hmmm you know what I really love in my remains? odd things, like dildos or ball gags, or the like~"

20:43 < Zephyrus> (You told me before~ a pallet with your favorite play thing~)

20:43 < GyroFeather> (:B)

20:46 GyroFeather snorts and then slowly gets to his feet, trailing a mess behind the larger bird as he walks along. "I was on top of you...before you knocked me off," he says with a grumble, strutting behind hi. "You didnt have to do that too me..." Gyro finds himself hot and sweaty underneath the heaavy layer and then when they reach the divider, he nods. "Alright...fine..." he says with a sigh, and then makes sure, as he walks past the white bird, to smear as much muck into his fur and feathers as he could, leaving a streak on the side before he makes his way down the passage way.

20:51 Zephyrus blinks before frowning at the bird, giving a light grunt "Oh no you didn't." He walks after him, prodding him lightly as he snickered "Hey~ is that yours~?" He prodded at something round stuck in the mess on his back, sticking his tongue out as he was the first underneath the fresh water, washing away the streak the tiny, rude bird pulled on him. "You best watch yourself. I was going to give you a massage but you ruined that part." He continued, a pair of leather straps dangling off of the round thing, glistening in the dim light.

21:00 GyroFeather makes his way towards the shower, rolling his eyes at the other tiercel. "Well, thats what you get for doing that to me..this is never going to come out." He grunts, and then plushes out against the larger bird as he tries to get into the shwoer too,making a bigger mess. The bird squawks as he sees the leather strap dangling in front of him and shakes hsi head. "D-did you eat something with a ballgag?" He asks with some curiousity, unsure of how that made it all the way through. He then glares up at the larger gryphon and says, "Well, you're the one who got me all coverd in muck. You deserve it."

21:22 < GyroFeather> (boop!0

21:26 < Zephyrus> (bap! I need to brb for a bit. bathroom -v-)

21:26 < GyroFeather> (no problem! I just poke at like 20 minutes just in case :P)

21:45 < Zephyrus> (back)

21:47 Zephyrus snickered a little, before grunting at the messy bird rubbing against him like that yet again, growling even. "I might did. Never thought that it made it that far." He responded, shaking his head, taking the water away fully before finishing his own clean up, leaving the spring to the smaller bird. "I don't deserve to be covered in my own muck. Bad enough that it sticks to my tailhole when it's too messy."

21:52 GyroFeather makes it rather difficult for the bigger gryphon to get all clean as he rubs up against him, but it seems that eventually the side that gyro was closest on had no more muck to rub off on the bigger bird. "Well its absolutly foul...I'm going to be smelling like this for a week..." eh grumbles, and then takes his spot in the spring, letting himself feel the cool water running down his feathers and pulling away the disgusting mess. At least it was rather smooth instead of gritty like a vegitarians might be, with all the harder stuff pulled out before it made ti too far.

21:58 Zephyrus shrugged a little "As said I offered you to take a dip in the hot springs here. A good long soak should take away most of the stench. Do remember I said most. can't guarantee it is going to take all of it away." He responds, sticking his tongue out before bouncing into one of the many hot springs.

22:07 GyroFeather growls and then jumps in after Zephyrus, trying to tackle him into the water as he lands. "I still cant beleive that you did such a foul thing to me...you just like torguring your little crop bird dont you?" he grumbles, and then slides off the bigger bird into the water, but not before thwacking him with his muddled tail.

22:12 Zephyrus huffs and shakes his head, surfacing a bit afterwards "Hey. I don't torture you. If I was after torturing you... you would've been on route to my stomach at the moment." He grapples the bird, dumping him underneath the water, keeping him submerged for a few seconds, claws moving through feathers to clear away some of the murk.

22:16 GyroFeather blinks as he hears the words of the larger gryphon. "IF that's not torture, then I'd hate to say what you consider torture. I'm emotionally traumitized for life now," he says, before suddenly finding himself plunged undernetah the water. He squirms and fights with the bird, but starved of air he begins to relent soon enough as his muscles burn. He lets the larger bird go to work, cleaning his feathers as his lungs ache for air, still he knew he'd breach the surface soon.

22:19 Zephyrus cleaned away the muck a little, letting go soon after most of the muck was cleared out, tugging the tiercel back up to let him get the air he needed, leaning back "If you want to experience torture I can give you the experience, but this is not something all to common... I agree with you there. Though I am sure you won't be traumatized for life, silly bird. There are far worse things that could've happened there." He responded, popping his neck a little.

22:23 GyroFeather gasps for air as he broaches the surface once more, sputtering out water from his nonwaterproof beak and is left panting hard afterwards. "H-have you ever been used as a dildo like that? Its...gross...too much..." the bird protests with a growl. "And no, I'll pass on finding experiencing it first hand." The little bird then splashes him in the face and shoves on his form, trying ot knock him into the warm water. "Oh? like what? I almost choked on your crap."

22:27 Zephyrus grunts at the birds attempts to force him into the water, eventually allowing him to do so though snickering after surfacing "Hey now. Come on... I am sorry, Gyro. Are you not going to forgive me?" He asked, his normally fluffed up feathers matted down thanks to the warm water, making his head seem far more streamlined than normal, bringing out the eagle features of his, the piercing gaze, his smooth, sleek head form and the jagged beak able to crack bones without too much trouble. It all blended into a smooth design. "You can get over it. If need be I can rub you with some mint leaves."

22:39 GyroFeather snorts as the gryphon resurfaces and thwaps him with his feathered tail and then gives a little growl. "I wish you would quit playing mean little pranks on me like that," He grumbles, staring down at the water. The bird's normally puffed out pink feathers and his pretty crest fell flat against his head, smoothed out by the waters, and the feathers on his tail drooped down low. However, this only served really to reveal the true size of the smaller bird, ending in his nonthreatening beak. "You better rub enough mint leaves in me that I wont be able to smell it.This is awful..." he gurmbles, and hten dunks himself underneath the water once more.

22:43 Zephyrus rolls his eyes a little at the comment though gets out while the bird is underwater, leaving a trail of water as he leaves the room for a bit. With the larger one gone the small tiercel was left to the bubbling sound of hot water nearby, the rushing water flow of the little spring in the background and of course his own noises. The room itself was pretty foggy, the rocks seeming wet everywhere, glistening in the light of the cave interior. It was certainly all natural, except for the spring which Zephyrus had carved in there himself, a little, smooth rim at the bottom and a smooth finish at the opening where the water rushed through giving it away.

22:54 GyroFeather comes back up to the surface with a rush of water and then shakes himself, clearingout his eyes and tossing little droplets all over the surface. He blinks as he looks around for the other bird and then gives a shrug as he lays back in the water listening to the natural burbles. The gryphon feels some strange urge rising in him and begins to chirp up a storm, creating a pleasatn little melody as he sits there, wondering hwere his friend had gone. His eyes glance around the room, taking in the various pools and then moves to one that's far hotter, settling down insid eof it and feeling his muscles instatnly begining to relax.

22:59 Zephyrus was nowhere to be found as he looked around, all silent except for the bubbling around the cave thanks to the pools, leaving him to experience it all on his own. There was always a flow of cold water in those bubbling pools, calling them down enough to be different temperatures though not be scolding hot so one could relax and enjoy the warmth all around. It did leave some spots hotter than others though as the intake of warm water was more submerged than visible. With the bubbles all around him it would feel like a massage though, the water below running out in many small holes, leaving the air from the stream below carry up and into the pool. It was there to relax the big bird mostly.

23:02 GyroFeather lingers where he is for a bit longer, watiting for the other gyrphon to come back. What had happened to that massage that he was supposed to be getting anyways? Finally though, the bird gets himself up out of the pool and shakes, throwing water everywhere. He then follows the quickly drying trail deeper into the cave, eager to find out where his friend had gotten off to, and where he might find that promised pampering. "Zephy?!" he calls out.

23:14 Zephyrus 's trail ended roughly in between the bedding chamber and the way out to the raging sea, the weather not the best at the moment. A few of the bird's lose feathers were laying there at the lip of the cave, seeming to still be damp, a pair of them blowing against the wet bird, right into the chamber he usually slept in. It seemed like the bird had taken a flight out into the windy surroundings once he had been dry enough. As to where to was anyone's guess at that point.

23:14 < Zephyrus> (I did the me's again -.-)

23:14 < GyroFeather> (:P you could fix that on the desktop client :B)

23:20 GyroFeather lets out a long sigh as he sees the stormy weather outside where the trail seemed to end. To that effect, he then trots over to the large birds more comfortable sleeping spot and then curls up on it. The little gryphon allows himself to get comfortable there, trotting around a couple times and curling up, settling down on the cool cushions. He lets out a soft chirp and then closes his eyes, letting himself slowly drift off to sleep while he awaits the return of the gryphon who'd taken him under wing.

23:23 Zephyrus certainly left the other bird to wait quite a while, if not to say a few hours. With the passing of the stormy weather the larger gryphon eventually returned, having collected a large heap of mint leafes, dropping them to the ground in the bedding chamber, together with a collection of fresh fish before turning and going to the bathing area of his, flopping into one of the hottest pools to warm up with the cold wind and icy waters... it left him freezing.

23:31 GyroFeather was snorring away int eh bed as Zephyrus passed him, and not even the smell of fish and mint leaves would wake him. He was a rather cute little bird, and by this point his fur and feathers had all dried and returned to their natural poofyness. By the time Zpehy would be done with his baht, he'd still find that Gyro had yet to awaken.

23:34 Zephyrus observed the tiny one sleeping as he returned from his hot bath, still dripping as he hurried into the more secured confines of his sleeping chambers, flopping onto the soft bedding with a long, drawn ou sigh, stretching out and relaxing on there as he began to dry, being soaked to the bone in warm water. He tried not to hit the little bird as he flopped down, not wanting to crush him too much.

23:39 GyroFeather had managed to take up most of the bed somehow, despitehis small size, which would mean that in an effort to avoid him, the larger gryphon would be regulated to being half off the bed. Gyro sleeps rather soudly as Zephyrus gets down into the bed, even going so far as to curl against him...and inveitably take up some fo the space that the gryphon likely would have wanted to use to lie down in.

23:41 Zephyrus grunts a little at the motions of the little bird, his aching muscles somewhat relaxed though he needed more room. Instead of laying half off the bed he shuffled closer, curling around the feathered one from behind, pulling him against his belly as he tries to drift off to some sleep himself.

23:43 < GyroFeather> (Probably stopping point for the night!)

15:09 < Zephyrus> oi

15:16 GyroFeather wakes up hours later, with his feathers feeling slightly damp as he shuffles them back and forth. He binks awake only to see a big white ball of fluff in front of his beak. Hmmm...that hadnt been there when he'd fallen asleep. And then he notices that he's surrounded by it on 2 sides, with darker fur around him on the other 2.. A talon reaches out taps upon the large white feathers. It seems Zephy had returned from his excursion afterall, and despite the thunderstorm, seem unscathed. It looked like his companion only hlaf fit on the nest though with as much space as the little bird was taking.

15:22 Zephyrus was rather fast asleep, the heap of wet mint leaves siting somewhat close by. The large frame reacted to the tap by slowly moving to the side, a light groan coming from Zephyrus. He did seem unscathed though he surely bore bruises here and there from the harsh winds whiplashing him into a few fortunately less dense things. The Gryphong rolled off more from the nest, snorting as he had dried off some in the time it took Gyro to wake up.

15:26 GyroFeather could rather smell the mint in the air, thought the pugnent scent that lingered on his fur and feathers was still rather prominent if a bit dull to his nares at this point. Gyro shifts about int eh nest and then preds his larger companion a little bit more to get him to shift further out of the way and relinquish the smaller bird. He cant see the bruises through the layer of feathers and fur and so likely pushes on a couple sorrer spots.

15:30 Zephyrus gives a loud groan after a few pushes, shifting and eventually turning around, sprawling right on top of Gyro instead of shifting fully out of the nest, the cold floor quite unwanted by the large gryphon. flaring his wings he curled his digits, eyes closed as he yawns a little.

15:38 GyroFeather squawks as he suddenly feels the heavy weight of another bird settling down upon his form, knocking the wind out of his lungs with his heavy bulk. He's then enveloped entirely in darkness as the wings converge over his head and blot out the warm glow of the outside shining through the front of the cave. "Wake up you big lunk..." he grunts out softly.

15:48 Zephyrus snorts as he snoozes, another few prods eventually making him stir and actually get up with a groan. It didn't take long for the gryphon to lay back down with a bit of a wheeze, grumbling and letting his wings drop "What now...?" He question, sounding rather tired and quite exhausted still.

15:58 GyroFeather takes the opportunity to get out from underneath the damp bird and let him have the spot for the moment, lest he get layed upon once more. "What now? I think you promised me some pampering with mint leaves. It'll feel nice and leave me smelling a lot better than what I do now. Surely you can appreciate me not stinking up your cave."

16:03 Zephyrus shakes his head and closes his eyes as he finally got the room he so needed in his nest. Sprawls out he relaxed, groaning loudly as his joints popped quite audibly. "I suggest you pamper me a little... I am covered in sore spots. I'm hurting all over." He explains, eyes remaining closed and wings spread widely. "I went through hell to get those and you didn't even seem phased."

16:19 GyroFeather rolls his eyes aand then flutters up to nest himself into Zephyrus's bulk, nestling into his feathers. "I already pampered you remember? I think you derived much pampering and pleasure using me as your own personal toy," he huffs. The bird still ends up dragging his talons gently through the fluff, scratching softly at the flesh beneath.

16:29 Zephyrus sighs and softly begins churring, even if the bird on his back was certainly uncomfortable to have there due to the hurting spots. The claws were nice though, making him twitch from time to time as he felt the talons pass over a more sore spot. "You get your mint massage. I was thrown about out there in the storm." He had several feathers being quite lose, nearly falling off, seeming as if he got into a fight rather than just the simple air. Though there were no deep cuts or scratches, just minor things.

16:39 GyroFeather gently runs his beak through the feathers, preening and tugging at them. The loosened feathers fall off to land upon the nest while his talons massage into the larger creature's coat. "Well...you could have waited till that storm had died off. Its pretty clear out there now and its not like you intended on doing it when you came back, since you were so tired. Its kinda your own fault," he grumps.

16:42 Zephyrus snorts and shakes his head. "I thought about doing it then and there but with the weather having turned so harsh... yeah.. could only gather the mint." He responds, curling his digits. Flicking his tail from side to side he exhaled, stretching a little more before getting up slowly to keep the bird on his back. There was a little heap of feathers laying near him now, a few with dried blood on the quills. He slowly moved to the bathing area, pushing the heap of mint leaves along with his head and getting onto the ground to have the other bird slip off.

14:53 GyroFeather feels the larger bird rise up beneath him and then fans his wings out to steady himself as he burries his head into teh soft warm feathers of teh other's back. He shifts around to stay on top of him with each strut of the other bird, and by the time they arrive, it seems that Gyro still doesnt roll off as zephy lowers himself to teh ground, instead choosing to continue relaxing on his back.

15:02 Zephyrus blinks, looking back as he feels the bird still on there, perking a little before exhaling and trudging into the warm water, pushing a bit of the mint leaves in which he begins crushing up with his paws, his beak and his frame, working the oils out of them and into the warm water for quite the scent around them.

15:08 GyroFeather softly purrs as he feels the water come midway up the other bird's flank, leaving it lapping at his talons and paws, washing over them. Soon the wonderful scent of mint fills the air as well as the oils from teh leaves are released by the hot waters. This only intensifies the noises, as a steady trill joins it, leaving a sensation that rumbles through to the smaller birds chest to the larger's back.

15:12 Zephyrus blinks though chuckles a little as he feels the smaller tiercel purr and trill, shuddering a little as he sunk a little deeper into the water, bending his knees as to warm himself up. He had finished crushing up most of the leaves, the water having taken the minty scent quite strong and it was giving it off quite well, allowing for a relaxing bath. He slowly got onto one of the corners underwater, laying down there.

15:26 GyroFeather feels himself awash with the water now as the other bird sinks down into the liquid, feeling it rush up to cover half his body. Still, he was only half submerged and his top half was begining to feel chilly. Finally the bird rolls off and then splashes over to the other bird, leaving large ripples in his wake. He settles down at Zephyrus's head and then turns back to grin at him. "Well...how about that massage you promised me?" He asks, staring up at him with droopy feathers.

15:26 < GyroFeather> (appologies for slow, am work)

15:36 Zephyrus stares down at him, chuckling as he hears the request of the smaller bird. Rolling his eyes a little he prodded his beak against Gyro's middle "Well I guess I owe you that rub down. So... get onto one of the ridges, else the oils wash off even easier. You best try to help me a little with your wings. My talons could be a bit rough for that little frame of yours, understood?"

15:44 GyroFeather moves up onto one of the ridges as requested and then shivers as his body is once again exposed to the cool air. At least the rocks were warmed by the spring and felt nice against his body. His wings fan out over the water as he turns to look at the larger gryphon. He gives a little nod at the request for help. "Yep, sure thing...though I bet you can do ti jsut fine," he says and then closes his eyes as he awaits his proper grooming.

15:59 Zephyrus looks over the smaller frame, nodding and grabbing a couple of leaves, crunching them in his talons as he slowly spread the oil on his talons and also prepared the leaves to better rub their contents into Gyro's skin. Having thoroughly pulped them he leans in and presses his talons to his broadest surface, his back and wings. Working against the bird's feathers he pushed underneath them, rubbing the oils deep into the lower sections of plumage and into his skin in between the quills. His talons gently scraped against his skin.

16:09 GyroFeather shudders as he feelst eh mass of crushed leaves pressing into his feathers, rolling over his skin and leaching the cool oils into him. The air suddenly felt even colder now as the menthol soaked in, and yet at the same time, the fouler stench that seemed to linger with him from his previous trip slowly began to get overwhelmed. The bird coos and purrs, pressing and arching his body into the talons as they run along his quills, leaving him shivering. "Oooh~ That feels absolutly lovely he calls out, shifting around on the smooth wet stone beneath him.

16:17 Zephyrus chuckles a little, his bruised body able to soak a little in the warmth given by the water he was standing in, letting him forget a bit about the sore spots all around. Grabbing as much as he could from the pulp he worked into the skin he picked it back up, moving a little lower, having started on his shoulder blades, dragging it a little lower onto his upper back before pressing down into the plumage, letting the menthol oils seep through the thick feathers, claws separating the feathers to create little holes so that they could reach the skin, surely keeping up the cooling effect.

16:31 GyroFeather givse a soft trill as he feels the sharp prickles of the claws against his soft sheltered flesh and then puffs up his feathers to make it that much easier for the larger bird, though was soaked as he was, they largely remained against his body despite his best efforts. Other than that, the little gryphon was absolutely motionless and all together being unhelpful as Zephyrus worked to massage at his feathers. "Yes~ Just like that~" The small peacock shifts a little further back so that his head can be attened to by those large surprisingly gentle claws that stroke over his feathers.

16:46 Zephyrus shudders and curls his claws, chuckling as he sees the reaction he got out of the little peacock gryphon, his tail flicking behind him, splashing water about slowly. "You seem to be quite a bit into this~" He teased, his claws slipping down to his sides and squeezing, working the oils in there, his claws trailing along the underside of his feathers and against his skin to further tease and prick him gently, the goosebumps surely helping in absorbing the cooling liquids!

16:59 GyroFeather rolls his eyes as he enjoys the gentle pampering of the other bird and nods his head, bobbing his chin against the rock as he feels teh claws against his scalp. He gives a pleased trill and then responds, "Well, who wouldnt be, with those marvelous claws of yours. It's always loveing getting preened by someone else, and these oils will leave me smelling wonderful~" He purrs. His tail lits in the air behind him, casting off droplets of water. As he feels Zephyrus finishing up with one side, he rolls onto his back and exposes his soft belly, his chest, and his far wing for the gentle attentions he was sure to get.

17:08 Zephyrus chuckles a little as he inches himself closer to the birb, getting up close as he pulled the other bird back against his hip, tugging him into the water for some of the pulp on his back to wash off. His claws traced over his front slowly, rubbing left and right, claws digging into the skin once again, squishing his middle a little as he worked, having to pick up a couple more leaves. It left the scent of menthol to linger quite heavily though, certainly able to clear their windpipes to the finest they could be~.

17:24 GyroFeather squawks in surprise as he suddenly finds himself pulled into the water, which instantly seeps into his pore which had been opened up by the menthol. The bird flails back and forth in his immediate surprise, before settling back down as Zephyrus begins he gentle brushing again. Gyro's head falls back against the wet feathered chest of the other, which he gives a couple loving nuzzles against. The smell was lovely now, he smelled lovely at that. As he then brings his own beak forward to preen lightly at a couple feathers he can taste the heavy flavor of mint worked into his feathers.

17:45 Zephyrus churrs and slowly finished up his rubbing, soon having covered the bird in the slightly tingly, strong smelling oils and leaves as he sat back into the warmth, slowly soaking it up more as he attempted to relax his bruised body. "There you go. that's all of you rubbed and oiled up." He states, eyes closed as he has his head facing the ceiling, exhaling slowly while relaxing, wings floating up on their own accord due to them being so light.

14:37 GyroFeather lets out a soft purr as he lazes in the warm water of the spring, now completely massaged with oils that overpower any other scents that had lingered on him moments ago. Gyro splashes and kicks out of the loose grip of the other so that he can slowly and steadily work his talons and beak over the battered muscles of the other creature, tryin gto alleviate the pain from the previously aquired bruises.

14:56 < Zephyrus> (sorry. a bit distracted atm. will respond in a bit :P)

15:56 < GyroFeather> (boop!

16:00 Zephyrus (releases his tongue)

16:01 < Zephyrus> (I should be done soonish)

16:15 Zephyrus relaxes and closes his eyes, enjoying the rubbing some though it did agitate some of the bruises he had a little, snorting some while his own claws prodded at the tiercel "You are quite skilled though be a bit more careful." He did purr though, enjoying it.

16:26 GyroFeather grins as the other enjoys his rubbing and then brings his beak in to preen and pick at the soft wet feathers taht matted against the larger gryphon's body. "Its not my fault that you're a bit of a prissy bird. You're almost as soft as a pony~" He teases, though Gyro does lighten up as he works over the battered form.

16:30 Zephyrus huffs and sits up a little at that coment, perking and snorting loudly "I am not as soft as a pony. I am a regal gryphon. You should've flown in those winds yourself. They were horrible and nasty. Though I am a bird of my word so I went and got the herbs needed. " He nods once, slowly sinking back down.

16:39 GyroFeather gets himself caught under the bulk of the other bird as he sinks back down, plunging the smaller gryph into the water again, before he surfaces moments later. "And I am thankful for that. I just expected you to be tough enough not to moan and complain about a couple small bruises as I massage you. A little bit of pain is a necessary sacrifice for you to get a propper massage."

17:19 < GyroFeather> (boop!

18:42 < Zephyrus> (macbook died ovo finally back

18:44 Zephyrus nods a little though prods his beak as he finished his little remark "Iam free to moan and whine all I want. You know what it's like to be hit by dozens of tree branches and be thrown into a trunk or two along the way because you misjudged a draft due to another hitting you right in the back" He points out, stretching his hind legs out fully, letting his talons show.

16:22 GyroFeather snorts at the bird's compalints and then brings a talon up to poke the larger bird right in the middle of his head. He then splashes his wings, throwing some of the water around in the mint smelling pond. "It just sounds ot me like you're bad at flying then, you silly little bird. Anyways, I'll cut out mymassage since you're too much of a wimp to take it."

16:30 < GyroFeather> ( :P )

16:32 Zephyrus snorts loudly at the bird, his tail flinging water about "Continue your massage... I need it. I need some relaxation. You can always massage something different if youa re too afraid of hurting me." He responded, turning over in the water, relaxing on his back.

16:37 < Zephyrus> (sorry. didn't hear the message)

16:44 < GyroFeather> (Hey zephyrus, how did you get zephyrus again on f-list? who did you poke?

16:45 < Zephyrus> (I poked a mod. They checked how long the old person with the name wasn't on for and gave me the name after. they weren't on for 5 years tho. don't know the treshhold

16:47 GyroFeather grunts as he gets a face full of water from the tail and then shakes his head, slinging it everywhere. He hops on out of the water once more and then splashes on to the gryphon's back again, letting his paws slide down over the other's rump. "Excuse me? I think you already used me to massage something sensitive...thats why I'm in this mess in the first place. And it was you who were complaining," he responds. The paws squeeze down around the rump, gently kneading all the way down to his hocks.

17:01 < Zephyrus> (his hocks?)

17:02 < Zephyrus> (also sorry... AGDQ and sleepyness is a bad combo

17:02 < GyroFeather> (Thats the knee joint

17:02 < Zephyrus> (Ohhhh

17:04 < GyroFeather> (AGDQ?

17:04 < Zephyrus> (Awesome games done quick. the charity stream i posted

17:08 < GyroFeather> (Oh right)

17:13 Zephyrus gives a short grunt as well, closing his eyes as he stretched his legs out. He waited for the gryph to reach his joints, spreading his legs a litttle and putting his sheath on display "You can knead there. better." He nods, yawning softly as he relaxed a little more.

17:31 < GyroFeather> (Bah distracted myself >.<

17:32 < Zephyrus> (with seaward~?

17:34 GyroFeather feels the gryphon begining to sprawl beneath him, causing him to sink down intot eh water once more. His hind paws move up and down the cheeks and across the butt, though he then feels Zephyrus roll. He has to slide in order to stay on him as the larger bird rolls to his belly, cuasing his own sheat to grund up against htat of the larger bird. "Hah hah...I'm sure you'd liek that."

17:47 < Zephyrus> (And i should call it a night... I am passing out repeatedly

10:39 Zephyrus gave a low rumble, his eyes closed and legs stretching out over the rim of the small pool the two of them were in "It's great~" He responded, purring and curling his digits as he gave a short little grind, the larger tiercel's sheath thick and rather firm as it was filled to the brim.

10:48 GyroFeather grunts as he feels the sheath pull back slightly at the grinding, causing it to briefly graze against his own tight pucker before falling back down against his balls and fuzzy sheath. The other smaller gryphon lets out a small purr now, as his onw sheath swells from the attention of the large tiercel. "Such a lewd bird..."

11:01 Zephyrus churred loudly, opening one eye to look at the other "Lewd bird~? No happy end to my massage~?" He questioned, chuckling and rurring, licking along his beak while he gave another grind, the slick tip passing over that tight pucker once more, letting him feel the heated flesh pass over the puckered ring.

11:07 GyroFeather gives another squawk as he feels the tip pushing a little harder against his pucker, indenting it slightly before it slides off once more. He grunts once more as his knot begins to spill out to its full length beneath him while his shaft stirs in the water against the wet fur. "Ughh well...maybe?" He offers, curling his tail into the air. Its pretty clear zephyrus has managed to get the littel bird into a mood as well, as pre begins to dirzzle from his tip.

11:13 Zephyrus smirked up at him, feeling the tip of the other's shaft press to his lower gut, the larger bird pressing harder against him this time, murring while he tried to force himself in, now that the other seemed a bit more open to the idea of it~ It left him murring and leaning up to tug on a few of his feathers, tail flitting side to side while his wings ruffled a little, flinging some of the water this way and that "Your body doesn't seem as against it as you seem to try to be~"

11:19 GyroFeather gasps and shudders as he feels the shaft penetrating his soft pucker entirely, this time, sliding in smothely and forcing him to spread out wide. The pressure against his prostate causes even more pree to slip out, while the peacock seems to ease himself backwards against the thick member reflexively. His warm bowels, slicked by the pre clench tight around the other's lenght, quivering over it as it moves deeper.

11:34 Zephyrus clicked his beak lightly as he placed his claws atop the other's shoulders, lightly pushing him down more as he eased backwards, eager to feel all of his thick girth enveloped in the quivering heat of his insides. It certainly was something to behold, the smaller tiercel allowing the thick shaft to sink in like that. The tappered head ground against the prostate of his, trying to push past it and even deeper, doubtedly achieving it. It would be quite the stretch to hae that happen!

11:40 GyroFeather grunts and wiggles back and forth as Zephyrus pushes down on his shoulders, causing the thick shaft to push down into his bowels, streching his tailhole almost painfully tight, while the tip can be seen bulging out of his belly. The gryphon lets out a little moan and collapses on top of Zephyrus from the stimulation before even reaching orgasm and tries to relax. He was only halfway down teh large rod, and he wasnt sure he'd be able to go all the way.

11:45 Zephyrus groaned soflty, the surrounding, quivering flesh all the more pleasureable as it made him tense and throb almost achingly hard as he still pressed down on his shoulders, a bit mroe force applying with each little advancement to keep the smaller bird going. Each little relaxing ripple getting put to good use in advancing him further down the spire. Zephyrus was certainly not going to give up until he himself felt no more room to advance into, his shaft slowly grinding past the prostate, pressing hard against it while the bulge bobbed up and down inside his gut as Zephyrus shifted his hips, the throbbing making it bob as well inside of Gyro

11:52 GyroFeather clenches his eyes closed as he feels the thick length rearranging his insides and causing his bowels to align with each other enough that the shaft continues to slip inside. The gryphon winces a bit from the tightness of his strached tailhole as he's filled to the brim, but despite the discomfort he can feel the gryphon making steady progress into him. His mind instantly goes to the other's rather large knot and gulps. Surely he wouldnt try to get that inside would he?

12:00 Zephyrus did not seem to be up to stop his progress any time soon, having sank his shaft up to the 3/4 mark, the last of the smooth skin soon vanishing before his question surely would be answered. At first it felt like the larger gryphon stopped, panting and moaning, the tightness alone a dream come true, let alone the intense rippling and almost cuttingly tight grip of a tailhole against his shaft. It created quite a bit of pressure within his urtethra, the bulge of it pressed into the flesh. He did soon enough begin to press down on his shoulders once more, acompanied by slow grinds, his deflated knot still not too much of an added girth... though Gyro knew how much it could end up swelling once Zephyrus did reach his peak~

12:06 GyroFeather grunts, feeling hismelf near his limits as teh gryphon seems to pause as he takes in a large deep breath before it all comes out as the knot slips in all the way with a pop. The bird squawks and looks down at teh gryphon almost comically as his shaft shows through his belly. "Y-you got that all the way.." he comments, having now largely transition to stting on the shaft as it stood erect rather than laying straight on.

12:11 Zephyrus closed his eyes, the pressure releaving all at once as the pucker lipped fully over the knot, the slimmer base a bit of a relief for sure as it allowed his tailhole to relax just a little. Winking at the smaller gryphon he churred and very slowly traced a claw over his taught stretched middle, letting him feel the hard shaft interact with his insides, the throb going directly against that prostate each time his heart beat, leaving him to experience the pressure all at once, never leaving him without the full sensation "Gotta get as much as possible~" He teased, a guttural murr acompaning his little comment as he held onto the other one, gyrating his hip to let the bulge of the tip play along his belly~

12:22 GyroFeather pants hard as his own shaft throbs, only a hairs trigger from relief as he feels tight pressure inside while Zephyrus's claw traces across his belly. Zepherus can feel his own claw's pressure against his shaft through the streched gut as it movs over his form, and while he thrusts it only retracts the entire gryphon before the thrust causes the shaft to move inside of him. No way was taht going to come free without some effort. The gryphon brings his claws down to stroke over his shaft, feeling the pre steadily drizzle from the top.

12:48 < Zephyrus> (Gerf dozed erf -v-I)