Gilded Cage: Chapter 20
Krantor cooed, beak against the red-faced man's ear, “now, what is it you wanted to say?" for a few moments longer his resolve persisted, teeth gritting as sensations overwhelmed him.
Darkened Skies: Chapter 15: Interrogation
He had only gotten out half a syllable before lyndis shut his beak, holding tight and glaring daggers into his eyes.
Hollow Bones
When catherine went back to the weight room, she was clenching her beak hard enough that it hurt. she kept flexing and stretching her wing, testing how far she could push it before it hurt.
Embers of Dawn: Chapter 12: Soft Places, Sharp Edges
His beak traced the mage's jaw with barely a graze, enough to draw a shiver that rolled down axton's spine. “but it would be wrong to take advantage of you in your current state.
Dawn of the Dragon-Chapter 37
The female gryphon stated, shaking her beak as one of her feathered wings twitched, "sorry to say this human, but there are no blue gryphonesses around here.
Gilded Cage: Chapter 35
A cheeky kiss was paced upon his beak. olas chuckled, his wings stretching out a little. “you think there won't be time for passionate _fornication_?" he wiggled his tail with a playful growl.
Going With Grace
Sky beak replied while we tried to hide our tears. we failed. that frown upon her face told us that ember knew what had been going on behind the door. sky beak then asked, "what's happening?"
Gilded Cage: Chapters 8+9
He clacked his beak before insisting that it didn’t matter, he didn’t figure how she’d take him bad beaking her. “leon was there to talk to me, we traversed the halls, he was such the gentleman.
Embers of Dawn: Chapter 11: Drinks, Dragons, and Disasters
“there is my sweet beak. has someone cast a spell on you, or have you simply grown lost in the thought of us?” silence. in away for him, that weighed more than anything she could say.
Gilded Cage: Chapters 12+13
The mayor's ears splayed at the clacking of his beak, swiftly changing the subject to other events.
Wiggling Tastes Best
His beak stabbing into the water once more and taking the duckling into his beak.. dunking it under water for a moment to soak it's body, this time the mother duck watched with grief but acceptance, all the while somehow hoping the heron would find it somewhere
The gryphon and the couatl
Hook-beak was over ten feel long beak to hindpaws stretched out and made a mighty bulge in a serpent little more than twice his length.