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Depth's of Winters Embrace

Chapter Six

© Cederwyn Whitefurr

12thOctober, 2021

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Pleasure, unimaginable and unstoppable, filled me to overflowing and then some. I was exhausted, sweat soaked and quivering from ears to ankles, when at last the beautiful, sweet stag sensed I was exhausted and he lifted his muzzle from between my furred thighs and looked at me.

"Did I please you?" He asked, eyes wide and that smile that just melted me spread across his face.

I couldn't answer him, my throat was raw and sore from my moans, grunts and bleating squeals he'd wrung from me. I could only nod and pant helplessly.

He frowned, then leapt from the bed, eager and willing - and to my surprise, still quite aroused, not that it seemed to bother him in the slightest.

"Doe needs water!" He nodded, then hurried over and fetched me a dipper of rainwater from the barrel and brought it back to me. I sat up and quickly drank down the cold water, feeling it ease the hoarseness of my throat.

"Thank you..." I murmured, then stroked his cold cheek.

"I did good? Pleased doe, yes?" He asked, clasping his paws before him, concern in his brilliant blue eyes.

"Yes, little one..." I smiled at him and gently petted him.

His smile spread even further and he shyly licked my nose. I could smell my scent all over his muzzle and I giggled softly, then glanced down - I couldn't help it, then looked back up into his eyes.

"Your kindness and love are unmatched in this age, dear, sweet stag! You have given me so much, and asked for nothing in return! How can I ever repay you for that which you so freely gave me? For what is sent out..."

"Shall come back to thee, so mote it be..." He whispered, then blinked and frowned. "Doe? Why do I know these words?"

I chuckled quietly and stroked his cheek again.

"You are a part of me, as my magicks are a part of you. You and I, we are - somehow - linked together. You can read my mind, I think..."

He done that adorable head tilt.

"I can?"

"Yes, I believe so. My mind is warded and protected well, yet you sometimes seem to just... well, those words you spoke? They are part of the Wiccan Rede. Shall I tell you of it?"

He frowned and shook his head, then smiled again.

"I understand now, thank you."

How does he do that? Is it through my magicks? Is it something - beyond my understanding? Does some voice, maybe the Goddess itself, speak to him?

"Doe is alright? Seem...not..." He frowned, trying to find the words.

"I am well, thank you. Yes, I was just thinking. Its not important, now, my dear, innocent, beautiful spirited stag!"

"Aye?" He inquired, raising his eyebrows adoringly.

"Before you..." I stammered, then blushed, my inner ears turning crimson.

I could only gesture with my paws at my neither regions. He watched and nodded, then smiled again.

"I made doe very happy with me!"

I adored his sweet naievity, truly I did.

"Yes, my sweet, very happy - happier than I've been in...well, too long. Now, before, you asked about lovemaking. I am not an expert on such, as when I was young, a young adult...well, such things were not really spoken about! Lovemaking? It did not exist. It was called another word, designed purely for procreation and not pleasure, such as what you brought me."

Frowning again, his head tilted at an unnatural angle, one no living creature would have been capable of.

"Should such not bring pleasure to doe?"

"As I said, it was...another time, another lifetime ago. Things have changed in the...well, you do not understand, how I view time. It is unimportant little one. Now, as I said, you wished to understand. That which we shared before..."

"You wish me to please doe again?"

"No, not...yet," I smiled weakly.

Indeed, my body still felt the aftershocks of _that_experience.

"Before...oh...that!"

He looked down at his firm male hood, then at me, his eyebrows raised.

"Yes, but not quite. As I said, a stag would court and breed with a doe, then, if the Gods willed it, she would conceive and in about eight months, would give birth to a fawn, that she would raise and care for for fifteen years."

He frowned at me.

"If I bred with doe..."

"No, it...would not happen like that, sweet one. You and I, as I've said, we're different species for starters. Besides, you're not really a stag, so...we could make love as much as you wished, without any risk to me with regards to making me with fawn."

"Doe does not want a fawn? I sense...doe is...lonely, would a fawn not...?"

I sighed, the ache in my heart strong.

"I fear little one, I can not carry a fawn within me. For some reason, I am, like you I imagine, infertile."

I sensed I was overwhelming him, his confusion written large in how he held his head and his eyes. He had nothing to reference these words against.

"I can not have a fawn, no. It is impossible for me to do such."

He began to sniffle, then great tears welled in his eyes as I sensed him feeling the pain I'd hidden deep inside me. Without thinking, I rose off the bed and cuddled him close against me as he cried not only for me, but for himself as well.

"Its not fair!" He wailed, his forehead against my shoulder, as I cuddled him and stroked his back. "Doe should be happy and..."

"Shhh, its alright little one, I promise!" I whispered to him.

I held him like I'd once held my peoples fawns when the storms frightened them. My maternal instincts were strong within me, even if I could never hold one of my own flesh and blood.

I felt his paws contract around my back, his hooflets gouging at my fur and flesh as he began to tremble and sob heart-brokenly. So raw and primal was his grief for me, I could not stop my own tears that slid down my muzzle and froze when they landed on his shoulder.

*

After what felt like hours - maybe it was - his grief abated and he sniffled then just held me tenderly, before nuzzling my neck and licking my ear tip.

"I want doe to be happy - " He whispered, his voice a barely felt brush against my fur.

"I have you, my dear, sweet, beautiful creation! I love and cherish you, I wish our love could last forever, alas, I fear..."

He leaned back, placing his paws on my shoulders as he gazed wide eyed at me.

"Nothing, my dearest stag, worry not."

I blocked the thoughts from my mind, thankfully, he did not look inside, for I was afraid of that which he would find. All too soon, winter would release its grip and with the coming of spring, would the Lady awaken, pregnant and heavy with new life she would birth unto the world. As the Wheel of the Year turned, so did the seasons...

How much time remained to us, to love, to cherish and to hold each other? I knew not, but it would end all too soon. I had much to teach him, much to share with him, and much love to give him, this, my sweet, beautiful, gentle stag...

He sensed something about me, as he gazed into my eyes, then he smiled and licked my nose, touching his nose against mine. Once more, that beautiful spirit within him shone through like a spring sunbeam. How I envied him! His ability to go from one crushing, heartbreaking emotion, back to his sweet, beautiful self. Almost as if he just swept aside the pain and sadness, to let his true self shine forth.

"Doe..."

"My name is Ceredwyn little one. I - forgive me, I should have told you that before now."

"Cere..." He frowned and tried to wrap his tongue around the name. "Doe is called..."

"Ceredwyn, that's my name, what my parents named me."

"Cere...dwyn?"

"Yes! Now, again, you can do it, I believe in you, say my name, please?"

"Ceredwyn!" He squealed and smiled. "Doe's name is Ceredwyn!"

His joyous expression was infectious. I felt my love for him growing and strengthening, as he bounced like a fawn, happy and carefree.

"Excellent!" I commended him. "Yes, I am Ceredwyn."

"Cere..." He began, then frowned, shook his head and tried again. "Ceredwyn - can I...can you...please..."

He frowned, emulating a gesture he'd seen me do, and placed his fingers alongside his cheek, his thumb under his jaw as he thought.

"Can you...teach me how..."

Frustrated, he stamped a cloven hoof with a wet clop against the floor.

I frowned, trying to understand what it was he was troubled with, then he gestured to his lower belly and hung his head, almost as if ashamed and guilty.

"I...oh...you wish to learn how to make love? Is that it?"

He nodded and smiled at me.

"Can you, teach me? Please? Will it please the doe... I mean, will it please you, Ceredwyn?"

I froze, indecision fighting my arousal within me. He was a construct, a spirit, made from ice and snow, given an unnatural life through magicks I had inadvertently weaved whilst sculpting him. 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. He was cold, chilly even, yet my natural warmth seemed to strengthen his ability to stay cold and corporeal, when he should have melted weeks ago, being confined inside my cottage.

"Ceredwyn?" Came his thoughtful whisper, as he touched me gently.

I come back to myself, feeling guilty and shameful as I'd mentally wandered off and he might have felt lonely and ignored. I took his cold paws in my warm ones, then leaned forwards and kissed him delicately on the nose.

"I will young one, I will. We will take our time, and it is obvious you are - "

I gestured at his firm male hood, making him look down, then back up at me.

"Aroused is the word. Now, I will, come, please?"

He followed me back to the bed, where I lay myself down and got comfortable, before I took his paws and pulled him close.

"Lay down with me little one, on me, that's it..."

I gently guided and coaxed him as he lay down on me, once again, I was startled by how light he was. Carefully, I made him use his knees to hold himself up as I wriggled and nodded, my thighs on the outside of his.

"Now... nice and steady, move yourself slightly forwards..." I murmured at him, watching him intently.

Ever so carefully, he moved forwards, eyes sparkling with confusion until he suddenly squealed as my fingers pressed against his length, just barely touching the tip.

"Easy little one..." I smiled. "I need to you to listen, now, carefully...move forward again, you'll feel a...well, I imagine, a lovely warmth, don't be scared and for the love of Gaia, don't lunge, okay?"

He moved again, then as he felt my folds part, he gasped and moaned, never having experienced actual lovemaking - or even feeling himself mounting a doe.

"Good, nice and...steady, that's it, good boy - " I found myself whispering, as I felt him ease inside of me.

For a Whitetail stag he was, well, larger than he should have been, but not as large as some humans I'd mated with. At first just his slightly bulbous penile head parted and slid inside of me. Pleasure mixed with discomfort, as the cold length eased deeper. A third, half - my vaginal walls squeezing and turning cold as he tried so valiantly to obey me and be gentle...

"Urgh - " I gasped.

My spine crackling as it arched off the straw stuffed mattress, and I accidentally pushed against him, sheathing him within me. My concentration broken, the stag suddenly bleated and thrust himself hard against my groin, his testicles slapping against my tail.

There was no warning, no time to prepare myself, it happened so quick and so suddenly...

I squealed myself as I felt him tremble within me and his cold, spectral semen flooded my cervix and womb.

"EEEEK" He shrieked again, his frightened squeal piercing and almost deafening.

Without conscious thought, my vaginal walls squeezed down. He bucked wildly against me again, my muscles milking this scared stag. Instantly ejaculating a second time, even more powerfully than the first.

His freezing cold semen chilled first, then froze me from groin to the furthermost ends of my body. A third time he come within me, just as strong as the second - my body feeling like it was turning to ice, so cold was the seed he flooded into me!

"No, little...one - " I panted, slapping at his shoulders. "Nnnn...stop, please!"

He gripped my forearms and shuddered, before he regained his control - or did I do it? I don't remember - all I know is suddenly, he shuddered from ears to ankles and collapsed onto me, trembling and panting.

"I'm sorry doe!" He wept, his freezing tears dripping into my shoulder,

I forgave him forgetting my name as his mind was overcome with new emotions and senses. He was still as hard as mahogany inside me, which I expected and I shuddered wishing my body would warm the copious amounts of spectral semen he'd flooded my cervix and womb with.

Shuddering, I gently cuddled him and rubbed my quivering cheek against his as I placed my paws on his back and rubbed back and forth tenderly, offering what solace and comfort I could.

"I did wrong - " Came his muffled sobs.

"No...sweetheart," I whispered back. "You didn't hurt me - you just... frightened me. I should have...expected you to be... well...unsettled and your inexperience, but you did not, you hear me? You did not do wrong,"

His sniffles began to ease as he quivered in my gentle grasp, either my words or my caresses calming him.

"Easy sweet, gentle one... It is alright, I should have prepared you better and next time, it'll be much more...pleasurable, alright? You have within you - strength and self-control, I know you do! We just need...to tap into it. You need to learn to control your urge, not let it consume you, do you understand?"

"I..." He shuddered and twitched.

I gasped and quivered, once more, my muscles contracted and he bit down on my shoulder - his blunt teeth firm but not painful, as he muffled his bleating and once more pulsed within me again.

My goddess, I thought to myself.How can he - is he limitless in this? Can he breed me until I surely can not take anymore? How do I make him understand that I can not...

"Do..." He began, then trembled and pushed himself up with his paws on my shoulders, then looked down, eyes wide and fearful. "Ceredwyn..."

I gently pushed against his chest and used a little more force. It seemed to understand or through whatever link we had, he nodded and pulled backwards, sliding free of me.

"Urgh," I grunted. "Honey...I wish you..no, that's cruel of me, I just...need time to get used to you, before we make love again - your gift..."

"Gift?" He blinked, then looked confused and bewildered.

"That...which you...goddess forgive me, when your penis, when it did that thing? That made you squeal and tremble? That is called ejaculation, or more - crudely - an orgasm. Your semen, which is what they call that - it's very...cold. Very very cold and..."

He stared at me, kneeling on the bed and his penis dribbling a little from the tip, but retaining its erection effortlessly.

"I am...snow deer, I can not..." He scratched behind an ear, once again, a gesture he'd seen me do.

I gently pulled him back down against me, then rolled over and his eyes went wide in surprise and a little fear, as I slid myself down upon him and pressed my lips against his.

"Mmph!" Came his muffled cry.

Easily, I sheathed him fully inside of me, his furred scrotum resting on the underside of my tail I'd slapped down as I carefully began a gentle and more controlled lovemaking, my lips against his, our tongues swirling and meeting again and again, my eyes locked on his as they grew to twice their size as I'd pull myself up - just the tip of his member rubbing against my folds, before I'd ease back down, contracting my muscles as I mounted him again.

"Nnnghhh..." He whined, deep in his throat, paws drumming on my shoulders.

With a very gentle shake of my head, I kept my eyes on him, seeing the very real struggle within him as he sought to obey my wishes to control himself and not give into whatever feral instinct drove him. I slipped my paws around his neck and lifted his head higher, beginning to passionately and deeply kiss him, giving myself to my beloved snow deer with all my heart and mind - consequences be damned...

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