The Wolf Within
Fawn is the extrovert: outgoing, playful and friendly, a counterpoint to his more reserved and shy wolf husband, who *really* knows how to make Fawn feel like a doe, in the privacy of their apartment.
The Wolf Within
© Cederwyn Whitefurr
7th October, 2024
All Rights Reserved.
Fawn, so named because of his adorable fawn spots that dappled him from neck to rump, and his grey wolf lover and husband, Leo, had a life that thrived on simple comforts. Their mornings were filled with the familiar sounds of routine: the quiet clinks of coffee mugs, the gentle rustling of blankets as one attempted to burrow deeper to stay warm, and the occasional hums and murmurs as they moved through their small but cozy apartment.
Fawn was an effeminate twink with a quick wit and a mischievous smile. His light, graceful frame seemed almost out of place next to Leo, his tall, muscular wolf husband who was as gentle as he was adorably shy. Leo often blushed at Fawn's playful antics, especially when his partner wrapped his slender form around him in an unexpected hug or left affectionate kisses along his muzzle as he prepared breakfast. It was a regular morning occurrence that Leo would complain about half-heartedly, though he secretly adored every moment.
“So, what's on the breakfast menu today, my love?” Leo asked.
He yelped when the paws of Fawn encircled his waist, diving into Leo's boxers and gripping lightly the furred sheath with both paws. “Mmm, wolf...” Fawn murmured, resting his slender head against Leo's back.
Leo blushed and his tail flicked, before he braced his paws on the kitchen bench and panted, before Fawn giggled in that innocent way he had and slipped his paws out.
“You're impossible, you know that?” Leo chuckled, turning to cup Fawn's chin, his gaze softening as he looked into those deep brown eyes.
Fawn widened his eyes, and tilted his head, putting on that irresistible innocent look he always knew worked on Leo.
“Urgh, What am I going to do with you?” Leo snorted, then smiled and kissed the top of the deer's head. “You behave yourself, missy...”
“Or what? Will the big bad wolf eat me?” Fawn whispered, eyes widening and a smirk spreading over his lips. “I might like that...”
With a cheeky smirk, Fawn poked the tip of his tongue out, his eyes crinkling as he turned away, flicking his tail up at Leo, before leaving the kitchen.
*
In their relationship, unconventional as it was, Fawn was the lively, assertive one. He managed to keep the apartment running, had wonderful relationships with the neighbours, and seemed to know everyone at their favourite coffee shop by name. Leo, by comparison, was soft-spoken and preferred the background. Most mornings, he found himself smiling and chuckling at Fawn's animated retelling of a dream or a conversation with a friend during breakfast. Just watching Fawn move, with that subtle sway of his hips...
Their apartment was reflected in their unorthodox dynamic—a mix of Fawn's eclectic flair and Leo's minimalist touch. The walls were decorated with mismatched art and colourful knick-knacks, courtesy of Fawn's esoteric tastes, whilst Leo's contributions were cozy blankets draped over the sofa and the soft mood lighting, partially out of respect for Fawn's sensitive eyes, and partially to give the apartment a calm, intimate feel. Together, they'd created a sanctuary that felt uniquely theirs.
When Leo returned home from work in the evenings, he often found Fawn dressed in some sexy nightwear, lounging casually on the couch, scrolling through his phone or just reading a novel. Fawn would look up, flashing that sly, familiar smile that made Leo's heart leap into his throat.
“Hey, big guy,” he'd say, patting the couch beside him in invitation.
Every time, Leo's quiet smile would widen, and he'd feel the familiar warmth spread through him as he settled in beside his lively doebuck.
*
One rainy evening, they were curled up on the couch together, listening to the gentle patter of rain against the large glass door. Leo had his arm around Fawn, who was pressed close against his chest and belly, wearing the newest and most evocative of lace panties, stockings that come from ankles to mid-thigh and a very see-through negligee. His small frame was nestled comfortably against Leo, a perfect fit in Leo's broad, arms. Fawn's fingers traced lazy circles along Leo's arm as he hummed contentedly.
Fawn murmured, flicking his tail teasingly against Leo's large sheath, tilting his head up to look at Leo. “I could stay like this forever with you, you know?.”
Leo's cheeks warmed, partly from the tail flicking, and partly from the love he felt for his boyfriend, before he averted his gaze, feeling shy under Fawn's affectionate attention. “Me neither,” he replied softly. “It...feels perfect. Now... if you don't stop flagging your tail...”
Placing a gloved paw lightly on his chest, Fawn looked the paragon of innocence and virtue. “Me? It's got a mind of its own!”
Fawn chuckled, nudging Leo's chin with his leathery nose. “Perfect, huh? That's high praise coming from my quiet wolf.” He lifted a hand, awkwardly stroking it along Leo's jawline, guiding his face down for a gentle, if awkward, kiss.
Leo's heart fluttered and he leaned into the kiss, feeling Fawn's warmth seep into him. They stayed like that for a while, exchanging soft kisses and tender touches. Fawn's paws were deft but gentle, slipping around Leo's neck and running fingers through his fur, making Leo sigh in contentment. The usually reserved wolf relaxed under Fawn's touch, letting his partner's warmth melt away any remaining tension from his day.
Eventually, with a wince, Fawn pulled back, placing both gloved paws on the side of his cheeks and twisting his head from side to side, then forward and back.
“It's a good thing you don't have antlers, my sweet,” Leo chuckled. “You'd have impaled me on them.”
Fawn laughed delicately, a teasing smile playing on his lips. “You know, for a big, strong wolf, you're so adorably bashful!”
Leo snorted, glancing away with a sheepish smile. “I can't help it! You just bring out my bashful side. Someone's got to keep it real in this relationship!”
Fawn's eyes widened again before his beautiful smile spread across his muzzle and that mischievous twinkle came into his eyes. “I like that about you. I like something else about you too...”
Fawn teasing rubbed his lace panties against Leo's sheath, the fabric sliding softly over his fur as he pressed back closer, a mischievous sparkle in his eyes. He slid up slightly, his body aligning with Leo's, playfully pressing against him and catching the edge of Leo's penis between the soft lace and his silky smooth-furred rump, the warmth of their bodies radiating between them. With a gentle push, the elastic slipped Leo's sheath back further, exposing the wolf's length just enough to make Leo's breath hitch.
“Urgh,” Leo whined, quivering as heat flooded his cheeks. “Stop that...”
Fawn's smirk widened, his innocent demeanour never faltering as he intentionally shifted lower, his movements deliberate and teasing against Leo's stomach. “Stop... what?” he cooed, tilting his head to feign innocence, the playful glint in his eyes betraying him.
Leo twitched, the sensation of being so tantalisingly close yet just out of reach sending shivers down his spine. “Damn you, Fawn...” he panted heavily, his heart racing in response to the delightful pressure building within him.
Fawn pressed even closer, his head awkwardly tilted back, his warm breath against Leo's ear as he whispered. “Guess we're skipping the bedroom, huh?” His playful giggle rang out, a sweet melody that only made Leo's heart pound harder.
With a teasing flick of his tail, Fawn trailed his hooflets along Leo's cheek, giving soft kisses along the line of his jaw, his gentle touch sending pulses of pleasure through Leo's body. “You're such a tease,” Leo murmured, trying to hold back a smirk, though he couldn't resist tilting his head to catch Fawn's lips with his own, deepening the kiss with a surge of heat.
“Mmmm, maybe I want to see how far I can push you,” Fawn replied, his voice a sultry whisper as he pulled his head back just enough to lock eyes with Leo, a playful glint illuminating them. The challenge was unmistakable, and Leo felt a thrilling surge of desire coursing through him.
“Then, missy, you better behave, or I'll have to show you who's in charge,” Leo warned, his voice low and husky, sending a rush of warmth through Fawn. He tightened his grip around Fawn's waist, pulling him closer as he leaned in to kiss him again, savouring the sweetness of his lover's warmth as he began to gently mount him.
Fawn's moan rang out, bubbling with excitement as he wriggled in Leo's grasp, their bodies becoming entwined on the couch. “Is that... Ooh... a promise?” he teased, arching his back to push against Leo's groin, as more of the wolf's firm length filled him, the heat radiating from Leo growing.
“More a threat,” Leo replied, unable to keep the smile from spreading across his muzzle. With a sudden, playful thrust, he pushed hard, then as Fawn gasped, Leo's knot slid inside, and quickly swelling to tie them together.
“Urgh...” Fawn wheezed, his eyes wide and tongue lolling from the edge of his muzzle, his diamond-shaped tail frizzling out in pleasure.
“Now, let's see just how well you can behave,” Leo growled playfully, his voice dropping to a low, sultry tone. He moved to secure Fawn's wrists with a soft, pliable scarf he kept beside the couch for such moments of playful intimacy. Fawn squirmed with delight as Leo expertly tied him, using the other end to tie Fawn's muzzle shut. Fawn's startled and muffled moans were quietened, comfortably secured but able to still breathe, a tantalising blend of submission and control.
“Now, that's better,” Leo growled, as he pulled Fawn closer, feeling his length slide deeper, the knot beginning to pulse in time with Leo's rising heart rate.
“Mmphh!” Fawn gurgled.
“Naughty little doe, now you're muzzled, you won't freak out the neighbours with your bleats, now, be good...and let me take care of you,” Leo murmured, thrusting gently, feeling the tremors and muscular ripples of Fawn's body.
Fawn's eyes widened, muffled squeals, bleats and grunts tumbled from Fawn's lips. Leo took his time, making love with the trembling effeminate buck with a blend of affection, care and passion. Each caress, each tweak of fur and skin beneath Leo's thumb and forefinger, only ignited Fawn's pleasure further, leaving him helpless and willing in his wolf lover's embrace.
Leo's heart raced with each gentle thrust, his body instinctively responding to Fawn's soft whimpers and muffled pleas. He savoured the way Fawn's body pressed against him, the way he squirmed and writhed beneath his careful ministrations. The tension in the air thickened an anticipation building, wrapping around them both like a warm blanket.
“Such a good little doe for me,” Leo panted, brushing his leathery thumb pad along the edge of Fawn's cheek, his breath growing hotter and shorter as he breathed against Fawn's ear.
Fawn's breaths come in shallow gasps, his body responding to Leo's every movement. He pushed back against Leo, his back arching as if trying to draw the wolf even deeper inside him. The sensations coursing through him were overwhelming, each pulse of Leo's heart making his sheathed penis bulge and retract in time within Fawn.
“Mpphmhm!” Fawn gurgled, trying to speak but the scarf muzzle stopping him, only muffled and indistinct, the thrill of being so...helpless, so bound, only added to Fawn's pleasure.
“Quiet little doe,” Leo whispered, his low growl deep and filled with love and affection. With increasing tempo, he meticulously explored every inch of Fawn's body, letting his paws glide over the delicate curves and soft fur as if memorising the feel of his partner.
As Leo's knot pulsed inside him, Fawn's eyes fluttered shut, lost in the intoxicating haze of pleasure. “I...I can't hold back!” Leo panted heavily, the pressure building within him threatening to overflow.
“Mphph!” Fawn's trembles grew more intense, before his eyes snapped open, feeling Leo's fingers wrapping around his slender cervid length, down near the retracted sheath and applying pressure to the nerve cluster there.
Fawn began trying to buck, but Leo held him tight with his forearms, shuddering and snickering. “Good boy, good...I want you to let go for me, love. Just give into it.”
He quickened his own pace, thrusting with more urgency, the knot pulling and pushing forwards and back, whilst still maintaining careful control, his body instinctively knowing how to bring Fawn to the precipice of bliss without pushing him over, just yet.
Fawn's loud, piercing bleat was muffled, the ache in his rump matched by the sweet burn in his groin, his pressure point continuously stimulated and stimulated by Leo's fingertips. He longed to lunge, he _need_ed it. His breath hitched, and he squirmed helplessly against Leo, feeling the intensity of their connection deepen with each passing moment. His heart raced as he reached the brink, and he bit down on the scarf end, a mixture of pleasure and frustration spilling forth in his muffled squeals.
“Let me hear you, little doe,” Leo teased him sensuously, licking the edge of Fawn's ear, a commanding, yet gentle tone in his voice. “Let me hear you. I want to know how good this feels for you.”
Fawn's body tensed, and he let out a series of desperate bleats, each sound a testament to his growing urge and need. With one, final, powerful thrust, Leo pressed as deep as he could, his knot swelling even more, just before he released inside Fawn, he snickered and pressed hard down on that sensitive nerve cluster.
As Leo's powerful climax flooded into Fawn, Fawn's hips snapped back, his penis twitching twice in Leo's grasp, before Fawn's climax struck him like a hoof between the eyes. Powerful spurts of his climax went a good seven feet across the room, Leo startled, then bemused, feeling the intense muscular contractions of Fawn's muscles against his hyper-sensitive penis inside his mate.
Fawn clenched around him, the tight embrace triggering another powerful climax inside Fawn, Leo letting himself go, filling Fawn as they trembled together in the aftermath, the world outside forgotten in the sanctuary of their shared bliss and passion.
After what felt like an eternity, Leo slowly withdrew, his slick, wet length pressing between Fawn's thighs. He pulled Fawn close, licking his lover's ears and forehead, savouring the short, rapid pants and the sweet musk scent. His heartbeat slowly began to slow, as he turned Fawn's head to look into his eyes.
“You did so well, my sweet Fawn,” he murmured, gently kissing the top of Fawn's head.
Fawn sighed contentedly, the scarf still securely tied around his muzzle, his body still trembling from the intensity of their lovemaking. “Mmph...” he mumbled, a blissful smile spreading across his face as he leaned into Leo's touch, feeling utterly cherished in his partner's embrace.
“Maybe I'll leave you tied up,” Leo playfully teased.
Fawn's eyes widened, a mixture of surprise and excitement flaring within them
“Let's get you untied, shall we?” Leo snickered, already reaching for the scarf, tenderly unbinding his lover from the playful restraints whilst ensuring the warmth of their connection and intimacy remained.
“Urgh,” Fawn playfully groused, working his jaws and poking the tip of his tongue out, his mischievous smirk reappearing. “Next time, I think I will have to return the favour”
Leo chuckled, feeling a thrill of excitement at the thought. “Oh, I look forward to it,” he replied, pulling Fawn closer, their bodies intertwined. As he slid back inside him, Fawn tensed, his breath hitching in a breathless gasp.
“I'm not done with you yet, little doe...” Leo murmured, his voice slow, a promise of what was to come. Fawn's heart raced, a delightful shiver running through him as he surrendered to the warmth of their shared passion, eager for whatever playful adventures awaited them next.
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