Through the fine paper of the wall, Fern hears the lilt and rustle of ancient Elven.  From what she can make out, the discussion is between two men.  The delicate voice tease her ear with sinister suggestion:<br/><br/>"...had about enough of these special events of his."  Says one.<br/><br/>"Mustn't be so hard on him.  It's his task to inspire interest in these things." Replies the other.<br/><br/>"Keep us confined here is more like it."<br/><br/>"Caution now, brother.  The peaceful way is the best."<br/><br/>"War was once more than a game.  It deserves to be this again.  Adamion protects the humans to what end?"<br/><br/>"Because otherwise would be cruelty, and it is not our way to be cruel."<br/><br/>"So he says.  And his heir is growing up no different."<br/><br/>"No thanks to his mother's influence.  Or yours."<br/><br/>Miaren is otherwise occupied.<br/><br/>Swaddled in the musk of the massive buck griffon, Miaren finds herself faced with the visibly flexing flesh of his penis, watching it bloat and recede in anxious need.  The lubrication on it is creamy, drifting in a lush wash over the twitching surface.  That surface is florid, deep crimson and shot through with rushes of color as blood pumps in fulsome charges.  The tension of its meat stretches wider and wider, the prong twitching.<br/><br/>With her body positioned by his flank, the griffon begins to circle.  He steps around Miaren's side, heading for her bottom; her bare back and flank are caped with the rustling silk of his hot fur.  The muscles knead against her.  Vibrations leap into her body from his chest.<br/><br/>Soon, the prong grazes her rump again.  A band of seeping lubrication is stretched across the globes of her bottom, laid on her anus to seep in with a fine, steamy finger.  He continues his circling, stalking around close.  That cream is spotted on her lower back, her ribs, her neck, as the griffon makes his steadily hastening circuit.<br/><br/>At last he pauses as his penis' slab catches on the side of her jaw, hung there.  It fastens sticky, slides over her cheek.  He tenses as that heated flesh begins to triple its throbs.