Echoes Of Desire - WritingGroupChallenge-

Story by Cederwyn Whitefurr on SoFurry

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Eldric has been months apart from his much-loved and cherished wife. He makes it home, with only hours to spare...


Echoes of Desire

© Cederwyn Whitefurr

18th September, 2024

All Rights Reserved.

This Week's Writing Challenge: to truly return home

At least 1000 words, don't worry if you go over.

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Authors Note: Wow, its been a hot minute since I felt this motivated to try my hand at one of these, I hope people enjoy it...

Eldric's heart raced with anticipation as he manoeuvred his luxury SUV up the winding mountain road. After months of being away on demanding business trips, the thought of reuniting with Jamie filled him with both excitement and nervousness. It wasn't just that she was the love of his life, and she, his...

The yearly rut commences tomorrow. His onboard assistant helpfully provided.

Like I needed that reminder... Eldric thought to himself, as he tugged at the tight shirt collar that felt like it was strangling his dark furred neck.

Their house, nestled in the serene seclusion of the mountains, seemed to welcome him with its familiar, comforting presence.

As he drive, memories of the past few months surfaced, mingling with his excitement. The drive was a rare chance for him to reflect on the turmoil he'd left behind. His thoughts drifted to the disapproval and rejection from his family. He was an elk, born into a powerful and wealthy bloodline that traced its ancestry back over a thousand years. They had severed ties with him when he broke with their rigid, inflexible mindset and ways.

Our bloodline is pure, untainted, it has been this way for millennia—_His father had spoken, quiet, deep and intense, but that was what was so frightening. His father never shouted, never raged, but you left an audience with him, quivering in your cloven hooves. _Our kind breed true, if you choose this...then you shall no longer be a part of our clan, your name stricken from our history, you will be nothing, less than nothing!

They had severed his ties to his clan, his herd—all for the crime of choosing love over tradition. Their disdain had been palpable, the patriarch, his sire, those words cut deep. They saw his choice as a betrayal of their traditions and heritage. The family gatherings he had once attended had faded into distant memories, replace by only silence from those he once loved and cherished.

Eldric's grip tightened on the steering wheel as he recalled his family's stern faces, their accusations echoing in his mind. Despite their wealth and influence, their rejection and turning away had been a heavy blow. Yet, amidst the pain, he had found solace in his soul mate, Jamie. Her love and support had become his anchor, even as his past life seemed to crumble away.

*

The evening sky retained a golden hue over the mountains, as Eldric parked his car in the driveway, savouring the fresh, pine-scented air that greeted him. With his suitcases in one hand, he approached the front door, his well polished and cared for cloven hooves clicking lightly, his thoughts shifting from past grievances to the reunion that awaited him inside. Touching his expensive smart watch to the door, it clicked and swung open, a melodious voice speaking.

“Welcome home, Mr. Eldric."

*

“Jamie? I'm home!" Eldric called out as he entered the house, his voice echoing slightly in the stillness. He was met by silence, the kind that seemed to stretch out endlessly, making his cervid heart beat a little faster. He hoped that Jamie would come running to greet him, but the house remained quiet.

As he set his suitcase down and quietly closed the door behind him, before turning around, his dark eyes scanning the entry foyer. He tilted his head back, his dark nostrils flaring slightly as he inhaled the scents of home—and his human wife. He followed the faintest scent of her perfume, through the house, up the stairs, then down towards the bedroom they shared.

As he made his way towards the bedroom, his ears flicked and he paused, a soft, rhythmic sound reaching his ears—muffled moans and the distinct scent of arousal. Eldric's pulse quickened. He approached the door with a mix of curiosity and trepidation, gently opening it and pushing it open.

The sight that greeted him took his breath away. The room was bathed in the soft glow of scented candles, pine and sandalwood, their flickering lights casing long shadows that danced across the walls. Jamie lay on their bed, her eyes closed, her body arched in a way that spoke of a deep, unfulfilled desire. The life-sized whitetail deer plush he had bought her as a playful gift, lay on top of her, its presence and what else he seen, made him blink twice before he fully grasped it.

An adult toy had been strapped by thin leather harnesses beneath and between the plush toys thighs. From where Eldric stood, he couldn't quite make it out, as Jamie interlaced legs were over the plush toys rear legs as she vigorously and sensuously flexed them – driving the vibrating toy in and out of herself with strong, rhythmic thrusting motions.

Eldric's initial shock quickly transformed into a blend of tenderness and understanding. Jamie's moans, mingling with the scent of her arousal—and if his nostrils didn't lie—multiple pleasurable experiences between the plush and herself. It created a charged atmosphere that was both thrilling and poignant. Eldric took in the scene, his heart aching with both love and empathy.

He moved slightly to the right, then his dark eyes saw Jamie's flushed face, her expression a mixture of surprise and embarrassment as she realised she was not alone. Eldric's eyes softened as he approached her with a gentle, reassuring demeanour.

“Jamie, my love—I did not mean to intrude," Eldric said softly, his voice filled with his affection and a mild amusement. I just—“ He paused, his gaze shifting between Jamie and the plush toy. “I didn't expect to come home to this, but..."

Jamie's eyes began to fill with tears as she looked up at him, her voice trembling. “Eldric... I'm so sorry. I—“

Eldric sat beside her on the bed, his hand cupping her cheek with a comforting caress. “Hey, its okay," he smiled, then leaned forwards and licked her sweaty forehead. “I can see how much you've missed me. We both have our own ways of coping."

Leaning in, Eldric's lips brushed against Jamie's in a tender, loving kiss. The contact was electric, rekindling the passion that had been simmering during their separation. Eldric's hands began to explore Jamie's body with a mixture of gentleness and intensity, his touch a balm for the longing they both felt. As he gently began to lift the plush toy, his eyes twinkled and he instead unfastened the leather straps and set it and the slick toy on a towel Jamie had thoughtfully put down on the bed.

He shed his clothing, letting it fall where it may. Eldric's touch became more urgent and passionate, as he joined Jamie on the bed, their bodies intertwining in a dance of rediscovered intimacy, the plush toy squashed between them both.

As they made love, their connection was as intense and beautiful as it'd always been, their bodies cushioned by the presence of the plush, their bodies moving with a rhythm that spoke of their separation and their deep, emotional bond they shared. Eldric's final words, spoken with a mix of tenderness and playful affection, came as they reached the peak of their shared passion.

“If you're going to share yourself with a plush whilst I'm away," Eldric panted, licking Jamie's sweat slick cheek, his voice husky and filled with emotion. “at least it can smell like me, and remind you of me."

The room filled with the profound sense of their renewed closeness as they lay together, their breaths gradually returning to normal. Eldric stroked Jamie's hair with a gentle touch, his voice filled with love and admiration for his wife. “I missed you so much," he said. “I'm sorry for being away for so long."

Jamie looked up at him, her eyes filled with love and gratitude. “I missed you too, Eldric. I never meant for things to be like this... I just needed something to hold onto."

Eldric smiled, his eyes shining with affection. “We'll work through this together, my dear wife. We're stronger together, than we are apart. I understand your desires, they almost rival my own during the.."

Jamie's eyes widened slowly, as she stared up at him, disbelief written large in her liquid brown eyes. “The...rut?"

“Yes, my love," Eldric smirked, then licked her throat, his urges already starting to build within him again. “It starts tomorrow..."

“Or..." Jamie blushed all the way to her hairline, as her legs slipped around behind his, and pulled him forward and down with intent, her breath growing shorter, the gleam in her eyes unmistakable. “How about we make a start now..."

Before he could answer, her hands grasped him by the back of his furred head and her lips pressed against his, their tongues mingling and tangling, their breathing growing rapid.

*

Some hours later, Eldric lay sprawled on the bed, on his back, gasping and panting heavily, his pelt slick with sweat and bodily fluids from both of them. Jamie lay snuggled in beside him, her head and one hand resting on his chest, her breathing deep and regular.

His eyes rolled as he looked at the plush, before he chuckled softly, gently reaching over the sleeping Jamie to turn off the bedside light, giving a gentle kiss on her forehead.

“Goodnight my love..."

*

Their reunion wasn't just a physical reconnection, but a reaffirmation of their deep emotional bond that existed between elk and human.

END