Toeing the Line, Draft 1, CH 02
Marcus smiled as the mule deer ran a lint brush over it before hanging it on the peg next to the closet. a pair of pants, lime green, marcus thought, already hung there. he didn't have his husband color sense, which was why he stuck to grays.
Depth's of Winters Embrace - Chapter Five -
"i am descended from a mule deer, very distantly. you, you have the form and...well, you would be, if you... no, that's wrong to say that. you would be a whitetail deer. i wish i had a book to show you, but..."
Toeing the Line, Draft 1, CH 31
The mule deer shook his head. "don't you think this is an inappropriate time to show yourself to everyone?" "nope," colby replied. zee shook his head in disbelief. "hun?" marcus said. "i need your weapon."
Show Me Your Fangs - Chapter One -
Thus spoke the lecturer, an old, grey muzzle mule deer, who stood at the podium and read to us from what i'd assumed was a prepared speech.
Contest for Territory (Submissive Ending)
It had been a good catch, a fully grown, strong mule deer, but it had proven no match for the mountain lion.
Collar 16 -- The End of Summer
The new voice was the one i recognized better, that of a large mule deer whose basso could roll eloquently inside the cathedral which he oversaw as head of the diocese and lead celebrant at the high masses.
Contest for Territory (Dominant Ending)
It had been a good catch, a fully grown, strong mule deer, but it had proven no match for the mountain lion.
Protecting the Line, Draft 1, CH 45
He reentered his body and opened his eyes, looking at the angry mule deer tied to the chair before him. damian smiled. "now, marcus, where were we?" he took out his knife. "ah yes, sending your husband a message."
Toeing the Line, Draft 1, CH 13
"hand me the picture you brought," the mule deer said, shoving a large spoonful in his mouth. i reached behind me, just barely managing to gram the envelope without tipping the chair over.
Depth's Of Winters Embrace - Chapter Six -
I knew i was infertile, besides, even _if_he was a real mule deer stag - not a copy of a whitetail, a crude forgery at that... besides, how could it hurt him or me? i'd realised my natural body warmth, somehow, worked against his own.
Science Friction (intro)
Or like how nobody knows that me and jay once sucked each other off during a hoffridge football game a few years back--jay being a big mule deer who played for the team.
All The Best Efforts
All the Best Efforts © Cederwyn Whitefurr 20thSeptember, 2021 (This was actually the Weekly Writing Challenge for like, three weeks ago, I've been so tied up in my own works, I neglected to finish this one in time) This Week's Writing Challenge:...