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A Price Too Deer

Chapter Two

© Cederwyn Whitefurr

18th September, 2021

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Francis' ears went flat, he couldn't help it, as it felt like his heart had leapt into his throat at the noise behind him.

Oblivious to the Stag's discomfort, Penelope looked behind him and a smile spread across her face.

"He's here, Francis? Meet Jasmine, Jasmine? Francis..."

Jasmine? Francis' mind whirled, as he struggled to keep his composure and slowly turned about, his fear slowly fading.

As he looked, he frowned, then looked _down_at the small fawn who looked up him.

A fawn? No, no...I am NOT...

Her small stature, the adorable white spots that ran from her shoulders to her rump, standing all of about two feet high on her small, delicate cloven hooves. As she reached up with a paw, Francis's urge to leave grew and grew.

"I - " He squeaked, eyes wide.

As if sensing his confusion and fear, the young doe smiled and laughed good-naturally.

"Easy stud - " Jasmine smiled. "I'm a small doe, I know what I look like, truly I do, but I'm actually eighteen and as such...well, its our birthday today, you're to be our birthday present!"

Francis' mind still reeled, before Penelope reached up and turned his head back to look at him, before she smiled and nodded.

"You've not been deceived young one, its not some elaborate trap or something! We promise. You come _highly_regarded for your particular talents..."

"Uh..." Francis murmured, his control cracking as he trembled. "I just..."

Penelope nodded and placed both paws either side of his muzzle, as she pulled him down and kissed him long and deep, her tongue flickering and caressing his, as after a moment, Francis regained his composure and professionalism.

*

Francis lay on the bed, one paw splayed over the younger sisters back, as he felt her heart pounding and smelt the sweet scent of her eager, willing body. His hooflets scratched gently at the white spots, as she curled her spine downwards, panting and quivering as Francis smiled and licked her throat.

"I've never," Francis began, as he lightly stroked his hooflets down from her nape to her tail, then caressed it tenderly. "Made love with such a small doe as you, are you sure about this?"

Carefully, Francis rolled over, then pressed his paws either side of Jasmine's head, gazing down into her eyes. His professionalism and composure restored, he smiled at her as she gazed up hungrily at him, then her eyes moved down his well muscled chest, abdomen and finally, at the impressive length that had slid from its sheath.

"Oh..." Jasmine murmured, eyes wide.

Francis smiled and nodded, then lightly tapped her leathery nose with a finger.

"In good time little one, there's no need to rush - after all, we _do_have all night..."

Francis carefully lowered himself, licking, nibbling and nuzzling at the hollow in her throat, feeling Jasmine squirm and giggle beneath him. Sensuously, his tongue leaving a glistening trail through her delicate fur, his lips brushed her swollen right nipple and Jasmine gasped, her back crackling as it arched off the bed.

With a snicker, Francis lipped playfully at the nipple and lightly kicked around it as Jasmine squirmed and panted. His ear flicked as he heard Penelope moan quietly. Glancing over at her, he seen her right paw at her warm, velvety folds as a finger circled and began to caress and tease her sensitive clitoris.

Impatient little Doe's... Francis thought to himself.

Kissing down Jasmine's gossamer like belly, Francis closed his eyes and let his sensitive nose lead him to the sweet scent of Jasmine's eager and willing folds. His lips brushed against them as Jasmine gasped. Tenderly, he rubbed his nose against the labial folds, his tongue teasing at them as he felt her body quiver and her scent filled his nostrils.

"Urgh!" Jasmine whimpered, her paws clutching at the coverlet.

Francis puffed through his nostrils, tickling the sensitive fur and flesh, beore he pushed his nose forwards and his tongue swirled intto Jasmine's tight yet malleable vaginal passage. Her sweet, almost virginal taste nearly overwhelmed Francis as his tongue expertly found that small sensitive nub of flesh.

"Oh...no..." Jasmine squeaked.

Francis grinned and used his tongue to flick over it again and again, then swirled over and over, alternating his licking from one direction, then the other, tasting Jasmines growing arousal.

Unintelligable sounds come from Jasmine's constricting throat, as she pressed her hips upwards and Francis carefully pushed her back down, then splayed his fingers over her hips to hold her still.

For fifteen minutes, this skilled, talented buck brought Jasmine to the edge again and again, letting her recover and then gleefully bringing her right back to the edge once more - this time - Jasmine shrieked and Francis lightly squeezed some pressure points he knew of near her warm folds.

Jasmine had never had an orgasm like the one that slashed through her as she squealed, writhed and felt like her entire body was electrified from the pleasure that he brought her at that moment.

Francis lapped, kissed and nuzzled, tasting the sweet fluids of this very willing and receptive doe.

Carefully, he lifted his head, then smiled, kissed licked and nzuzled his way back up her quivering body as he tenderly moved against her and with remarkable gentleness, pushed forwards and felt himself ease into her.

"Oh that's..." Jasmine panted.

Penelope squealed and her own orgasm made her collapse onto the bed, as she writhed and quivered in exstacy.

Doing my work for me... not sure how I feel about that! Francis thought to himself.

Jasmine moaned beneath him, as he slipped his paws around her back, then quickly rolled over, so the smaller doe now lay on top of him. Her shaking legs slid either side his his thighs as he smiled at her and licked her throat, his paws scritching and tickling the fawnlike spots on her back as he settled into a sensual, rythmic thrusting within her.

He thought he'd need to exercise more care, but within moments, his furred sheath was pushed hard against her labial folds and Jasmine shuddered.

"I've never...you're quite a..." Her quavering voice murmured.

"So I've been told - " Francis giggled as he kept his pace.

Jasmine's body squeezed, pulsed and trembled along his length. If it hadn't been for the pill he'd swallowed earlier, he was adamant this lovemaking would be over in moments...

Without warning, Jasmine squealed and Francis' eyes widened as he felt the increduible muscular contraction that rippled from the slightly bulbed tip of his length down to the thicker base. He ground his hips hard against her body before he shuddered and Jasmine felt his orgasm flood into her depths. His seed was hot, sensual and combined with her orgasm - nearly soul-crushing in the shared pleasures as doe met buck in this moment.

He held her firmly but gently, caressing her nape and licking her chin and throat as he panted and quivered, a smile slowly spreading over his muzzle as Jasmine trembled.

"You..." Jasmine wheezed.

Francis licked her chin and slicked back her ears as he gazed into her watering eyes with a look of love and pleasure.

"Oh, believe me, I'm not...a normal buck..."

Still hard as granite, he once more settled into a sensual thrusting within her as Jasmine squirmed. A spreading warmth soaked through the fur of his sheath, but he didn't mind in the slightest. He knew his limits, and this beautiful, sensitive young doe would be well pleased before he would even come close...

*

Jasmine experienced the most intense, deep and physical of orgasms she ever had in her young life under the attentions of Francis. After the third orgasm he had shared with her, Jasmine shuddered and her back slumped onto Francis' belly and chest.

"I..." Jasmine wheezed, her body dripping with sweat.

Stroking her wet, sticky belly Francis snickered and gently rolled onto his side. Feeling himself slide free of her, he shuddered and rolled back over onto his back, then pushed himself up to lean back against the headboard. One paw lovingly caressed and stroked Jasmine's ears, as Francis panted softly and smiled to himself.

Penelope giggled softly, then quietly stepped over, handing Francis a bottle of chilled water. Gratefully, he accepted it and drank it down in four quick swallows, much to Penelope's surprise.

"Thank you." Francis giggled and frowned, then looked down at Jasmine, whose eyes were shut, her muzzle hanging open and a low snore coming from her.

"I think you broke her..." Penelope giggled.

Carefully, Francis slipped off the bed, then picked up the sleeping Jasmine and carried her over to the other bed, laying her down and giving a gentle kiss to her forehead, before he turned around and quirked an eyebrow at Penelope, whose eyes widened as she seen the still quite aroused buck in full frontal view.

"Now," Francis murmured, as he stepped over and cupped Penelope's chin in a paw and smiled at her. "Its your turn..."

Penelope shuddered from ears to hooves...she couldn't help it...

*

Both Doe's were exhausted, deep asleep, curled up together, Penny spooning Jasmine as Francis chuckled and stood at the end of the bed, watching the two sleep their exhausted slumber. Quietly, he slipped into the bathroom and showered, scrubbing himself from ears to hooves, before he dried himself off and left his personal card on the table beside the door as he walked out, the door closing behind him with a soft click.

*

Francis glanced sideways at the Wolf guard who followed him, then he paused and placed a paw against the door to the limo.

"I think I earned my bonus tonight..." Francis snickered, as he flicked an ear and watched the driver open the door.

"I confess," Come the grudging grunt of the Wolf. "You won your bet Francis, I apologise for my words earlier."

Francis giggled, blushing, as he scratched at his ears and a cloven hoof scraped at the ground, displaying his embarrassment like this in front of the staff was frowned upon, but as both of them were outside the establishment's watchful gaze...

"It was definitely something..." Francis murmured, as he turned around and took the wolf's paws in his own, squeezing them gently. "Work can be...exhausting -"

Raising both eyebrows, the Wolf's blank expression slowly changed as it dawned on him exactly what Francis was referring too.

Glancing down at his wrist watch, the wolf grinned and winked at Francis, who blushed and giggled shyly.

"We still got two hours on the clock..."

Francis smiled, then reached down and cupped both paws on the wolfs groin, lightly caressing the bulge hidden behind the black trousers.

"Oh, I don't think I'll need two hours..."

With a snort, the Wolf puffed himself up, trying to look intimidating and imposing. Francis merely giggled and slipped into the back of the limousine, his tail giving a teasing flick.

END