Gallus sighed after a long day. He was a griffon, which were notorious for typically being an abrasive sort, and he was no exception. When he first arrived, he just found friendship a silly idea. Though his time with Sandbar, Yona, Ocellus, Smolder, and Silverstream helped him to open up to it, he’s still very nonchalant and he still loves to tease. Still, he does have his moments every now and then…
Right now, though, he was stretching his back out after a long day with classes. Somehow, those days always felt like lame weights on his lame back, pounding it into submission while he sits through each lame lecture. At least now he could lay down on some lame bed and rest the rest of the day away. So, he walked to the dorms, intent on reaching his own room. He entered, already eagerly waiting for the soft embrace of his mattress.
However, his walk was interrupted by a soft moan coming from deeper in the dorm.
“What the…?” Gallus thought to himself. He was confused by that sound, it appearing in this dorm and all. So what could the possible source of that be…? Curious, Gallus marched along the halls, and towards the direction of that sound. Deeper and deeper he went, soon coming towards… Smolder’s room? The closer he got, the more those noises started to sound like that dragon. Of all the creatures he’d expect that noise to come from, she was one of the last…
And yet, another moan ushered forth. And, what a powerful, sensual moan.
“What the heck…?” Gallus pondered once more as he kept listening. Despite his usual demeanor, he couldn’t help but feel like he was crossing some sort of line here. Yet at the same time… He couldn’t help but wonder the full details. Who’s the stallion putting the moves on her? So, he decided to sit back. And unfortunately, he’d have to listen to more of those noises. And the more he’d listen, the more he felt… funny. It was like he was looking at some kind of cookie jar that was supposed to be out of his grip. Her moans began to usher drool down his cheeks as he kept on listening. He almost felt like he were being rocked to sleep by how pleasant those moans sounded.
And then, he heard her squeal. His eyes widened, and his tail and wings went stiff. He felt like he was hit with a sudden jolt of pleasure at that squeal! And then, like that, she’d stopped. They seemed quiet, and it seemed like she was spent.
“Guess that was her final cry,” Gallus remarked. They were talking about something, and he felt tempted to lean in to listen. However, he began to hear some movement inside, specifically coming in the direction for the door. Realizing that, Gallus quickly doubled back, getting out of view and instead around the corner. And once there, he heard the door open up.
“Fair enough,” Silverstream’s voice said. And at that, Gallus’ ears perked up. He couldn’t believe his ears! He glanced around the corner to try and see if his ears were playing tricks on him. And there, he saw the hippogriff herself. “See you later!”
“No way…” Gallus said to himself. However, Silverstream began to approach, forcing the griffon to duck away. There, the door soon closed behind Silverstream, Smolder apparently staying behind. Gallus was sure he wasn’t missing anything, that was two of his close friends sharing a very intimate moment together. What the heck was happening? Gallus peeked out of the corner, only to see a distinct lack of Silverstream. “What the-?”
“Whatcha doing?” Silverstream suddenly asked him from behind. At that, the griffon suddenly ascended, his wings flailing out in shock as he ascended. Then, he realized what was happening, and gently lowered down onto the ground.
“How did you…?” he started. He sighed and shook his head. “What are you doing inside Smolder’s room like that?”
“Oh, it was just a massage!” Silverstream said. Gallus rose a brow. “Yeah, I was kind of in your hooves yesterday when I passed by her room and heard her and Ocellus, but there’s nothing weird going on. She was just getting a massage!” Gallus’ brow remained risen despite her explanation. Gallus opened his beak as if to say something, though he couldn’t quite verbalize his next words. He kept up his confused gaze, before bringing up a foreleg, lifting an index finger inquisitively.
“Why… why were you and Ocellus… why were you two doing that?” Gallus asked.
“Apparently Ocellus wanted to try it out to get closer,” Silverstream said. “I thought it sounded fun, so I wanted to try it out. And, well, yeah! It was super fun~!” Gallus’ brow remained risen, though that was more because he was taking a moment to process the information. He kept his index finger upright, and turned his eyes upwards to keep on considering the information. His aw was still lowered, and he eventually thought of something to say.
“So, that stuff’s fun?” Gallus asked. Silverstream nodded. “…Then, think I can see how fun one of your massages are?”
…
“You too?” Smolder asked.
“Yeah, it might not sound totally believable, but, well… I wanna try it,” Gallus admitted. The griffon and dragon were hanging out after one of their classes. Gallus had approached her, and admitted he was talking to Ocellus recently.
“Should’ve known that silly seapony wouldn’t keep her yap shut…” Smolder sighed and faced Gallus. “So, how do you expect me to believe that you just want to massage?”
“What do you meant?”
“You’re you,” Smolder pointed out. “I don’t know if you forgot or not, but you hardly ever do friendly stuff, ‘just because’.”
“C’mon, we’re friends, aren’t we?” Gallus argued.
“Yeah, and that’s precisely why I’m skeptical,” Smolder said. “I know you.” Gallus sighed and nervously patted at the ground below him.
“To be honest, Silverstream talked like it was this super fun thing to massage you,” Gallus said. “Heck, even Ocellus admitted it was kinda nice. So, don’t think I’m just doing this for your sake.” Smolder kept a cautious look at her griffon friend, still judging him, as if trying to ascertain how truthful this story is.
“So, you think it’ll be fun if you do that stuff with me?”
“Yeah, way to take what I said and regurgitate it!” Gallus answered. Smolder grunted in annoyance and rolled her eyes.
“How do I know if you’ll be good at it?” Smolder asked.
“Come on, you never let that stop Ocellus and Silverstream,” Gallus argued. “Look, if I do anything you don’t like, you’re free to do whatever you want to me.” Unknown to Smolder, he decided to cross his fingers behind his back. Smolder, meanwhile, kept on studying him.
“Oh, if you make me regret this, I’ll make sure that you can’t sit without it hurting for a week!” Smolder promised, assertively pushing forwards and jutting a finger out towards his chest. This forced Gallus to back up defensively, his eyes widening at the threat.
“O-ok…” Gallus said wearily. Smolder nodded in understanding, so she began to go past him, heading towards the dorms yet again. Only now she had a griffon in tow. She approached the building, and neared her own room.
“I hope you’ve got something to spice this up, cause Silverstream really blew it out of the park yesterday,” Smolder warned.
“Oh, I’ve got something in mind,” Gallus said. Soon, Smolder opened up the door to her room, and went inside, Gallus following behind her. Smolder climbed up onto her bed, and then laid down on it, assuming the position she had with Silverstream, lying on her belly with her limbs spread out. And then, Gallus followed suit, nearing the bed she was on. Gallus came up, and loomed over her.
“Before I start, how flexible do you feel right now?” Gallus asked.
“What’re you getting at?” Smolder asked wearily.
“I’d rather not spoil.” With that, Gallus then went back. He stood his legs between Smolder’s, and he spread them apart just enough to leave himself space. Once there, he took up his forelegs, and placed those claws onto her lower back. He began by carefully pressing down on her scales, squishing into her back. Then, he patted up along her spine and towards her shoulder blades. Smolder merely lied down, and rolled her eyes at the patting.
“Is that the best you got?” Smolder asked.
“Relax, this is just a warm up,” Gallus assured. He kept on going low, even daring to press against her glutes. However, Smolder’s tail suddenly came up and smacked him in the chest, startling him. He sheepishly moved away from them, and instead focused on rubbing into her midback and shoulders. Despite her teasing, Smolder had to admit that it felt relaxing. She sighed as he kept on tending to her back, though a part of her mused the idea that with as much attention as she’s received, they’ll probably rub her back raw.
And then, Gallus’ fore-claws moved away from her back, and instead towards her left thigh. He grasped around it with both claws, her thumbs seeming to hover over it as if searching for specific points. And then, down they went, pressing into specific points of her leg.
“M-mn~” Smolder grunted at that touch. This felt sort of similar to what Silverstream did, except instead of her hands and feet, he was tending to her leg. From the thigh, down towards the back of her knee, and then to her calves. She felt a similar level of pleasure, both when he tended to that leg and the other, pressing various specific points. After pressing into the length of her legs, Gallus reached back, and grabbed either ankle. Smolder was expecting him to press against the front side of her legs, which is weird, cause she figured that’d be akin to thumbing the bone. However, instead Gallus held either leg, and began to stretch them forwards, bending them far, far, and farther.
“H-huh? What’re you-?” Smolder pondered out loud. But the more he stretched them, the more she felt it. It was a slight pain, but it quickly subsided to this feeling of relief washing over them. It sort of felt like he was wringing out a towel, except instead of drops of water coming out of it, stress was. “A-ah~” And at that, Gallus felt the blood rush to his cheeks. There was that sweet moan he heard earlier. Gallus’ heart was racing now.
After holding the pose for a little, he pulled the legs back, Smolder seeming to sigh longingly. Now, Gallus laid one leg down, and instead held one up, bending the knee so that her foot seemed to rise up perpendicular to the bed. And once it was lifted up, Gallus’ claws went up towards said foot, his fingers starting to press into the sole. His claws seemed to move about carefully all over that foot, as if seeking out just the right spots to press into.
Smolder felt color rise to her cheeks, while her lips quivered with pleasure. Oh, this reminded her so much of how Silverstream treated her. And then, Gallus’ claws wrapped around her foot and ankle carefully. And then, he began stretching it around, twisting it forwards and backwards. Smolder’s eyes widened as he put her flexibility to the test.
“A-ah~! AH~!” Smolder grunted at the movements. Gallus was blushing harder as she did so. True, he was hoping to experience those noises himself. But still, being the one responsible for them felt… a little intense for him. He bent the foot back far, extending the hell and working out a few kinks Smolder didn’t even realize she had. And then, after that, he bent the whole leg forwards to once again extend the knee, her heel tapping against her backside thanks to his stretch. And that really did something for her. “AH~! Oh yes~!”
Gallus’ eyes went wide at that sudden declaration, and Smolder too seemed embarrassed. She buried her face into the mattress. Gallus decided that he needed more… He did the same thing to her other leg, and was greeted with more of her alluring moans. He may’ve been growing as a person here, but deep down, he was still greedy. Now, instead of setting that leg down like the other one, he crossed it behind her other leg. Then crossed the other one.
Smolder was confused about what he was down, now that her legs were awkwardly crossed over themselves. Not that she was entirely opposed to it, Gallus had been true to his word so far. And, sure enough, he used her legs like a pair of handles, and began twisting them to and fro, moving around her legs and waistline while exhibiting similar stretching to their limits. Smolder felt her tongue lull out, and she found herself beating a fist against the mattress below her. And the griffon seemed to be enjoying it.
After a bit of that, he stopped and unwrapped her legs, laying them down. Smolder sighed and craned her head up.
“Is… is that all…?” she asked.
“Oh, I think I can fit in one more trick~” Gallus mused.
“Oh?” Smolder asked curiously. Next thing she knew, Gallus was standing on her thighs. And then, he wrapped his fore-claws around her wrists. And then, he began pulling. “Now what are you…?” she began. But then, with his pulling, her back was starting to get stretched out! She’d never put it to the levels he was trying to push it towards, and it was amazing. He was putting to work feelings that’d laid dormant in her muscles, forcing formerly stagnant feelings to get to work.
Pull, pull, pull, her back was getting fixed up and enjoying the activity. Smolder was gasping with enjoyment, amazed over the assault on her senses. After pulling there, Gallus’ hands went up to her shoulder, and continued pulling, somehow forcing her back to stretch even more!
“Oh Celestia~! Yes~! YES~!” Smolder declared. Gallus held the pose and kept her feeling the intense loosening of her muscles. After enough pulling, Smolder was gasping and her tongue was lulled out past her lips. And eventually, Gallus released, leaving Smolder to flop onto the mattress, somehow even more limp than before. Seeing that, Gallus’ cheeks were still red, burning through his feathers. He felt like he’d just done something he’ll never forget. His heart was pumping, and he’d swear it was pounding against his chest.
He sighed and backed off of the bed.
“Better than you expected, eh?” Gallus asked with a definite teasing tone. Smolder couldn’t even bring herself to show contempt with him right now, she was still enduring the pleasure he’d just put her body through.
“Y-yeah, you were right…” Smolder grunted. Despite being the one giving it, Gallus himself felt the need to pant. “You may be a jerk, but you give a good massage…” Gallus nodded triumphantly.
“And how soon can I expect to see you begging for more?”
“Don’t get ahead of yourself…” Smolder sighed. “Just let me lie here for a little while. I’ll get back to you on that…” Gallus sighed, and nodded.
“Don’t keep me waiting too long~” he said. And with that, he headed out the door, leaving Smolder to rest off what he’d done to her.