>Gilda takes notice of your growing bulge forcing its way against her supple rear.
>In a flash, she swivels her body around on your lap, hugging her thighs tightly against you.
>You gaze upon her into her half-lidded eyes, as her chest rises and falls from quick, ragged breathes.
>You become aware of a muffled humming sound, and a faint tremor coming from her body.
>You give a small chuckle as you realize she's purring, something you didn't even know griffons were capable of until now.
>"D-don't laugh, I can't help it..." She says blushing, her head downward in embarrassment, unable to meet your gaze.
"Gilda..."You speak softly.
>You gently run a hand along the side of her face, turning her back to towards you.
>She looks back at you, with pleading eyes as her purring intensifies, sending tiny vibrations along your arm.
>You wrap an arm around her torso, pulling her closer to your own body, as you trace your hand to the back of her neck.
>Her claws press against your chest as you both lean towards each.
>Gilda cocks her head slightly, parting her beak clamping it over your lips, digging her tongue into your mouth.
>Her initiative surprises you
>While the feeling is at first a little alien, the sensation of her firm beak and her soft, agile tongue as she explores your mouth is heaven.
>You both take the time study each others foreign anatomy.
>She brushes her tongue across your sharp canines, perhaps incited by the thrill of knowing you were just as much a predator as she.