"I hate walking; makes my little talons hurt. Why can't we just fly to Irylen?" Colette, a flittering little harpy of the Thunderbird variety, flapped her emerald wings in a fit to your right. Not the brightest lamp, Colette was insatiable.
An insatiable, troublesome brat. "I don't have wings, dum dum." To acknowledge her yapping was to admit defeat, it was best to look forward and keep conversation succinct.
Equally as annoying but with double the wit, your second pupil , Ashana, joined in. "That seems like a human problem to me; what are you humans good at? Hmm?" She flanked your left, barbed tail seemingly swaying of its own accord with arcing *swooshes*; was her persistent 'fuck me' stare of the 'I'm gonna fuck you' variety? It was hard to tell with Manticores.
"I'm good at what matters, as you well know."
"Mmm, don't think so," Ashana started with smug purr.
Colette was never far behind her wiser companion's antics, even if she didn't know what Ashana was getting at entirely, "yeah!"
"Hmph, quiet, or no midnight cuddling for either of you."
'Midnight Cuddling', there was no need to be coy with these two. They liked fucking, a lot. You'd actually chosen some of the WORST races of monster-girls to take on as your first set of pupils; the road to Irylen was too damn long.
"Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey~~~" Collette crooned, spitting off each annoying 'hey' at lightning speed.
You felt a nerve fraying, "W-What?"
"Why are we headed to Irylen? Like, can't we just camp? I-I don't wanna wait to 'cuddle' Anon-sama."
Ashana's ears perked up, "Excellent question, my feather-brained friend; I'm a bit 'hungry' as well." The saucy little Manticore was far too mature for her age, but that came with the territory.
Irylen was a small city along the coast, a place free of the predations of uncoupled monster-girls and an excellent place to stay while you whipped these two into somewhat presentable shape, but they had a point. It was either feed them now, or get ruthlessly raped by the two lest they get too pent up.
"Fine. Camp it is."
The fire burned bright, casting long shadows all around as the three of you cuddled near the flames; they were in rare form tonight, and not in a good way.
It hadn't been but a whole day since you'd filled both to the absolute brim with your sticky love and already they were clambering for a late night snack. "You aren't being nice," Collette slobbered over your crotch, nearly bursting at the seams, "j-just a taste, pwease?"
Ashana was busy licking her lips, "Why are we even asking? Those pants aren't too sturdy!" Her paws reached out to slice at your waistband, desperate.
Her eagerness made sense; both were quite insatiable and had developed a palate for your rich cream alone. Manticores could be a little greedy in their sexual appetites sometimes and there would surely be a fight about sharing your delectable load with Collette.
"Sheesh, alright, alright." You relented as best you could but ultimately everyone needed their needs met; the bulge in your trousers quite apparent. "You both get a turn, but no fighting after about who got the most out of me."
Collette was happy enough to let Ashana take the lead, "Ha ha! I get next! I get next!" She rubbed her face against your cock, making it twitch before retreating to give Ashana some room; the little harpy was insatiable. "Yes, yes."
You turned to Ashana, ready to give her a chance to put some distance between herself and the other. "Alright then, Ash, you're first."