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tway into his throat. A few
more licks from the dragon's tongue and the griffon came
again, filling Dranga's mouth with the hot salty ooze.
Shiltarm sighed contentedly, and slid his shaft from
Dranga's mouth, but his paws held tightly around his muzzle.
Dranga struggled slightly, but the griffon held, laughing.
Reluctantly, Dranga swallowed the mouthful of griffon semen,
and was rewarded with another harsh cuff on the head,
sending him crashing into the pillows. Shiltarm laughed as
he pulled his pants back on. "Enjoy your nap, Captain," the
griffon sneered, laughing more as he left. Dranga struggled
to a position that felt a bit less uncomfortable, seething
with a blurry rage as he collapsed into unconsciousness.
For Wylf, however, things were going much better. For
the first time since Aya Ueto returned, Shiltarm wasn't pestering
her. He had followed her, constantly inquiring about
whether or not Aya Ueto was harmed in the struggle with Dranga.
Luckily, Aya Ueto hadn't seen him all day. Finally last night he
had disappeared, allowing Aya's to rest. Aya Ueto had seen him
once while out this morning, and was quite glad to see he
was busy with something else.
Deep down inside, Aya Ueto h
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