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"Come here."

The statement was an order, purred out from satin lips and a whiskered muzzle that tickled the air with the tone. It vibrated and moved, curling around and slipping into the young stag's ears as he licked his lips slightly. For a moment, Braeydon stared at Dylan (or at least faced him), hesitant on obeying what he was told before he walked over on shaky hooved feet toward him.

With each step, the metal link on the collar clinked and rattled, the thinly braided chain of leash hissing and slipping down into his pale cream fur on his bared body. The cold of the metal brushed against the skin under the fur, sending a tingle down the buck's spine before he came to a halt, his body quivering and every nerve almost tripled in sensitivity.

He couldn't see the smirk on Dylan's face, not when his jade green eyes were covered with a blindfold, and his mouth parted a little as he breathed rapidly, feeling the smooth sensation of fur against fur, sliding up his sides. He held absolutely still, the large ears rotating as he listened to the loud purr of Dylan mingling with his own breathing as it steadily got heavier.

The brush of the chain on his naked body almost made him squirm, even as it was lifted away and he was jerked forward the last step, colliding into a body that was as bare as his own. A shudder racked down Braey's spine, feeling a warm column of flesh against his abdomen, rubbing slowly and dragging against his fur, catching every so often as Dylan purred louder. The snow leopard's cock, softly barbed but tipped with a bulbed head, was rubbing against him, and he knew it. He knew the feeling of those soft spines against his fur more than he knew the feeling of his own cock in his hands, and it made the buck swallow a loud gulp, his breathing getting heavier and heavier as his nostrils flared a little.

His flustered look (with pink under his pale cheeks) wasn't lost on Dylan as the feline purred, hazel eyes raking over the slender feminine frame while his own muscular one rippled with every movement. Braeydon looked so cute getting so flustered, and it made him wonder why he'd never thought of trying this out on the younger male before. He seemed to enjoy it, he was practically drooling. Hell, his cock was drooling, that was certain. The pre was leaking in thick beads down his shaft, wetting the fur around his sheath and balls, soaking into the hairs. It was enough to make the feline coo at the smaller male, watching the large ears twitch.

Dyl moved his hands slowly, removing them from the buck's sides to reach up, grabbing one ear at the base and seeking out the sensitive spot at the root on the back, massaging and rubbing. He knew he hit the jackpot when a moan pushed out of Braey's lips, his other ear flattening as he shuddered and tried to push close, feeling the chain tighten when Dyl kept it taut.

"You've been a good boy," Dylan cooed, grinning deviously as he watched the stag's other ear lift and swivel.

"A very good boy. I think you deserve a reward," he murmured, letting go of Braey's ear to whisper the words into it, his whiskers twitching at the feel of fur against them.

The words elicited a moan from the buck, his mouth opening in a perfect little oh as he did, slowly letting out a whimper of need. It was a primal noise, something choking with frustration and urges. It made Dyl chuckle again, the hand with the leash gently tugging as he moved, leading the younger male across the room.

Braey stumbled just slightly, walking with an uneasiness before settling into a more confident stride, blindly putting his trust into the other male to not let him fall. He was rewarded with his knees colliding into the soft edge of the mattress, his arms pinwheeling before he fell forward, landing on his hands and knees with a surprised sound. It wasn't the only thing, however. The spiked collar around his neck pulled backwards, the leash forcing him to lift his head and tilt it back with a gasp as the bed moved. At some point, Dyl had moved around the bed, and now he was behind the buck, slowly grinding his cock between the heart shaped ass and purring as he leaned over the feminine male's limber body.

"Nngh.. p-please Dylan.." The gasp peeled from tender lips, the lower pierced one quivering before his spine stiffened as a growl rumbled in his ear.

"What did you call me?" Dylan growled softly, his hot breath washing over Braey's tender ear.

"S-sir! Sir! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" Braey bleated out the words, whimpering in his blinded world and trembling before feeling the grinding continuing against his ass, the heat of a hand moving up his spine before the leash and collar suddenly went tight.

The buck gasped, whimpering out a pathetic noise of pleasure as his air lessened for a moment, the growl rumbling in his ear even louder while the hand moved, grabbing one of his hips instead.

"Damn right, sir. Dylan isn't here tonight.. it's either sir or master, and if you're a good little doe boy, you'll get a reward, got it?" Dylan breathed out the words in the other male's ear, and Braeydon whimpered softly.

"Y-yes sir!" he gasped, feeling a trill of pleasure run up his spine from it.

The attitude, the dominance, the behavior.. it was all such a turn on for him to be so helpless. Of course, he trusted Dylan after getting to know him more over time since their first sexual encounter, but who knew how he would actually love this. It made his heart beat into his ribs and his cock twitch in pleasure, and he hadn't even been fucked yet. The cock he was craving was still nestled between his ass cheeks, rubbing steadily and making his tailhole twitch and his actual tail flick and jump in anticipation.

Dyl knew too. He knew how much the blindfolded little buck wanted his cock, and with a sharp tug, he yanked the collar, forcing that antler adorned head back again and drawing a moan from soft lips that parted, the tender face blushing further under silken fur.

Without warning, Braey felt the pressure against his hole, whimpering as the muscles gave way to the thick head and first couple of inches of barbed cock. The pleasure was almost explosive, the build up to this point from the beginning making him tremble from the tips of his ears to his hooves. Black tipped fingers curled into thick sheets, clinging to the fabric as he nearly mewled out his pleasure, shifting his legs and spreading them further to earn a grunt from the larger male. Slowly but surely, inch after inch of cock was pushed into him, a torturously slow pace that made the buck quiver and gasp, begging under his breath as his head leaned back every so often from tugs on the leash.

"Such a good little buck. You love my cock don't you? Mmm, and you're always so tight." Dylan practically purred the words. He couldn't get over just how tight the buck was around his dick whenever they fucked, but, Dylan wasn't exactly average sized. He was larger and thicker than average, able to plunge into the depths the little stag needed to get off and see stars while going cross-eyed in pleasure... and he damn well knew he was gifted.

"S-sir, oooh fuck, please?! Please fuck me haaaarddd," Braey moaned, practically writhing as Dylan hilted his cock, feeling the duo of heavy balls bouncing against his own.

The begging reached the feline's ears, and he purred before his hips suddenly snapped into action, pumping his cock in and out of the hot depths as pre started to spill into the buck. The pleasure washed over him, his sensitive barbs brushing over tight walls that made the smaller male whimper and whine in pleasure, almost writhing.

The pleasure was amazing. With the lack of his sight, all Braey could focus on was the touch and sound of the sex, every barb brushing on his walls and every thrust that nearly rattled his teeth and sent air whooshing out of his lungs. His head was jerked back again for a moment at the same time his spine was pushed down, and his arms gave way, sending him flat on the bed as the leash went slack just in time to send him face first into the pillows. Every pistoned thrust pushed his chest further into the bed, and two sets of claws dug into either side of his hips, pulling him into the thrusts as the pleasure built to a scream in the back of his throat. The deer turned his head, burying his face into the pillow and finally letting out the scream, gasping as one set of claws detached and moved, grabbing one antler and turning his head to let the scream be heard.

"I want to hear you when you cum," Dylan growled, his hand releasing the antler and grabbing the buck's hips again, his own pushing harder and driving him balls deep, his tip slamming into the perfect spot that made the smaller male gasp and choke out in pleasure. Focusing on getting the buck to cum first was all that kept him from blowing his load and painting Braey's tight walls white with thick fluid.

The pressure built with each thrust that drove the thick cock tip against his prostate, and stars and fireworks started to pop up behind the black of the blindfold as Braey's mind started to get fuzzy, his lips parting and letting out small noises. His abdomen and balls tightened, the pre a thick constant weep from his cock before a choked noise left his lips and it all built to an exploding point, and burst. The pleasure roared through him as he screamed, rope after rope of thick, white seed spilling onto the bed as his entire body shook and trembled, the orgasm thoroughly whisking him from reality and shooting him onto cloud nine.

The feline felt the tight walls bear down even tighter around his cock, and his hips only gave two more thrusts before his balls pulled close to his body and he came, dumping the entirety of his load into the younger male's ass with a snarl. The pleasure ripped up his body, and he jolted every so often with his hips, the walls spasming and milking along his cock as he rested his body along the back of the buck, reaching after a moment with a shaking hand to pull off the blindfold.

Jaded green eyes blinked in surprise at the intrusion of bright light, bringing him back to reality as he panted and trembled, trying to get his bearings for a moment.

"Nngh... f-fuck.. that... mmm.." The patchy words left his lips as he panted, his eyes half closing as he smiled almost dopily, the powerful arms of the feline wrapping around his waist. He felt himself get moved, flopping onto his side with the cock still firmly buried into his ass as he did, before tucking himself back against a hardened body that felt familiar.

"I agree." Dylan laughed a little, smirking and panting for breath before nuzzling the deer slowly, his eyes growing heavy with exhaustion. It wasn't long before he heard the deepening breath of the buck as he fell asleep, and he fell into the same slumber a few moments later, too spent to care about cleaning up or even bother pulling out. They could clean up later, right?