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Gothetta has paper and Urmine has…scissors! The bear cackles in delight as her victory is made final. Gothetta stands up with a grumble and makes her way to the ladder, making one final remark to Urmine.

“Don’t break him you burly bonehead, I’m not sure how many healing potions we have left. I expect him in full health when he climbs up here to make sweet, sweet, love to me.”

“Don’t worry deer sister! I’ll make sure he’s well taken care of. And no peeking while we’re having fun either!” Urmine replies with a wag of her finger.

The doe shakes her head and disappears up the ladder. Now alone with Edmund, Urmine turns to him with an eager smile.

“Now that we’re alone it’s time I show you your proper place, feeble man-thing. You’re going to submit to me fully in this coupling or I’ll have no choice but to correct your behavior with a poke from my antlers or a scratch from my claws.” She points a claw tipped finger at him. “Now lay flat on the bed so that I may use you as I please! Your cock will be pleasuring my plush folds until it’s rubbed red and raw! The horned bear demands it!”

“Whoa, whoa, woah.” He repeats, walking to the bed. “There’s no sense starting this whole shebang so roughly. Every good night of passion needs a little foreplay, a little appetizer, a little sample before the main course comes. Which means I won’t be dipping my spoon into your honey pot for a little while.” He sits down on the bed. “Why don’t we start with a little bit of oral, maybe some fingerbanging before we get to the harder stuff. Something to, you know, get our motors running before going full throttle.”

She puts a hand to her chin in thought.

“Eh, you’re right. I might as well get as much use out of you and your fleshy anatomy as I can. I know just the thing to get us in the mood my clever little husband-slave.”

The bear scoots back on the bed and turns her feet towards Edmund. With a wide smile she then spreads her legs apart revealing her womanhood to the world. Her entrance is flanked by thick gray lips and fur that’s shorter and softer than the rest of her coat. At the top of her entrance, almost obscured by lips slick with arousal, is her sensitive little love button. Bringing a paw down Urmine spreads her cunt with a couple of claws revealing the first few millimeters of her interior, her gray skin turning light pink the deeper it goes.

“Put that supple tongue of yours to work. Prove to me that you really are the pleasurer of female anatomy that the book of summons claims you to be.” She commands, her lips curled into a lewd grin.

Edmund looks at her face, then his gaze drifts down to her awaiting entrance. To his surprise, his cock begins to stiffen. He sighs, and decides he might as well relinquish control of his higher functions to his ‘other’ head. He gets on his knees and crawls towards the bear. Urmine’s smile grows wider and eyes grow more lustful as he closes, eventually breaking into a short cackle as he stops and wraps his arms around her thighs held high in the air. He takes a deep breath, then goes down on her muff.

To start, his tongue takes a long lick upwards across the entirety of her womanhood. Without having even entered her yet he’s already surprised at the heat and slickness of her cunt. A constant warmth hits his cheeks and skin slick with arousal slips past his tongue as he finishes at her clit, giving it a little bit of extra attention before he retracts his head.

“More, more, deeper, with more vigor.” She whispers in a tone both giddy and authoritative, planting a hand on the back of his head.

Getting the idea of what she wants Edmund goes back down on her, this time spreading her lips with his thumbs, his tongue licking, pushing, and sucking on every fold and wall. Her paw pushes his head forward and his tongue goes just a little deeper within her entrance, waves of hot juices coating the entirety of his lower face as his nose tickles her clit.

Urmine loosens her grip on his head and allows her body to relax, laying flat on the bed with her knees bent to give Edmund his angle. A pleasured moan escapes her lips as she sinks into the soft bed underneath, her womanhood wracked with hot, wet, gushy feelings. Keeping a loose grip on Edmund’s head she takes her free paw and snakes it up to a breast, playfully massaging a nipple between two fingers as her moans increase in frequency and intensity. Her eyes go half lidded as another lewd sound escapes her muzzle. God, if humans are this good she just might have to summon another when Edmund’s gone. Or is there a spell for cloning?

Edmund’s ministrations increase in fervor as he finds himself gradually overcome with lust, his cock becoming almost painfully hard underneath him. He looks up to Urmine laying on the bed, her eyes glazed over, her mouth open, a paw playing with one of her own breasts. Edmund’s silently pleased with himself, it’s only been a few minutes and already this bear seems adrift in a pleasure induced haze. His eyes flick back down to her mound before she has a chance to catch him peeking. He spreads her open even further and shoves his tongue deeper into her entrance. He feels a slight twitch in one of her thighs as he does so, and a slight tightening of her walls as he continues lapping at her folds. The bear is getting close, he thinks.

Without warning Edmund moves his mouth upward, his tongue now making slow circles around Urmine’s clit. This sudden change in sensation is accompanied by a few more twitches in her thigh and another moan, this time deeper and longer than the rest. Urmine’s paw involuntarily presses Edmund’s head against her pelvis and he knows this is exactly what she wants. With a newfound vigor he begins lapping at her sensitive little nub, Urmine’s senses overloading as she loses control of herself. She squeezes her nipple harder and continues to smash Edmund’s head against her womanhood, forcing him take her to her peak. Edmund wraps his lips around her delicate bud and gently sucks, this new wave of sensation finally pushing Urmine over the edge. She curls her head back and lets out something between a moan and a roar.

Edmund continues sucking on her clit as her paw smashes his head against her pelvis and she slowly quiets down, her voice lowering to a few quiet whimpers. As she regains her senses those whimpers turn to slurred words of encouragement, then to mumbled pleas to continue, until finally she finds herself at the foot of her peak again.

“Okay…okay…stop…” She breathily orders.

Urmine lowers her paw from his head and he pulls back, strands of intermixed liquids drooping and breaking from where his lips once touched hers. He sits back on his legs and looks at the bear. She’s staring upwards in a daze, her chest rising up and down with each heavy breath. Edmund wipes his mouth and repositions himself beside her, a smug smile on his face.

“So…” He starts, trailing off.

Urmine slowly turns her head to face him.

“What?”

His smile grows smugger.

“Ya know, for a woman, you orgasm pretty quick.”

Her eyes squint into a displeased glare.

“I did not orgasm.”

Edmund raises his head up to view the mass of soaked fur around her crotch.

“It sure sounded like you did, not to mention all the moisture down there. No way that’s all my saliva.” Urmine huffs and pokes him with a claw. “Ow!”

“I’m no lightweight when it comes to lovemaking Edmund, it takes a lot more than some inexperienced human fumbling around with his tongue to bring a horned bear to her peak. My stamina is outmatched. You’re mistaken.” She growls back.

Edmund raises his hands in surrender.

“Okay, fine. Now what do you want to do next?”

She lets out a breathy sigh and resumes staring at the ceiling, eventually putting a paw up in the air.

“Let’s take a quick breather for our nerves to reset.”

“For your nerves to reset. From the orgasm you just had.” Edmund responds with a smirk. His smirk quickly dies when he’s poked by one of Urmine’s claws again. “Ow! Okay-okay! A quick breather it is then.”

Edmund reaches for a pillow to rest his head on but sees something appear in the corner of his vision. He focuses on it to see Gothetta peeking down from the top bunk, her ears reaching for the ground.

“Hey!” She screeches. “Why do I hear Edmund screaming in pain so much? I said I need him in one piece you burly bear!”

Urmine shoots up and throws a pillow at her.

“And I said no peeking you gawking ungulate!” She bellows at the doe.

The pillow just barely misses the doe’s head and she disappears upward.

Urmine huffs in annoyance.

“She’s getting impatient. Come Edmund, let me show you how a real witch makes love with her husband-slave.” She says, beckoning him over with a claw.

Urmine puts both paws on his shoulders and pushes him flat on the bed. She then shuffles on top of him, her pelvis above his eagerly awaiting cock. The bear brings a paw down and begins stroking his length, teasing him.

“Ready Edmund? I'm going to squeeze every last ounce of hot, white, gooey pleasure I can out of you. If we’re lucky, by the time I'm through with you you won’t even need a health potion to repair any bits of your anatomy.”

He rapidly shakes his head up and down.

“Yes! Yes! Come on already! You got me all worked up from eating you out now let me get off!”

The bear cackles in delight then aligns his penis with her entrance, slamming down as Edmund’s manhood becomes enveloped in scorching, slippery flesh. Urmine puts both paws around his midsection as he involuntarily bucks upward, instinctually trying to get his rod as far up her cub canal as possible.

“Fuck yeah, you’re a little heavy though, my bones aren’t appreciating having you on top of me.” Edmund says.

“Silence! Be an obedient little husband-slave and lay silently on your back as I ravage you. I intend to keep this coupling in accordance with our natural positions in life, with me at the top, and you firmly at the bottom.”

Edmund grabs her hips.

“Oh for the love of god, get off your high horse and get to the part where you fuck me silly. Even if I wanted to switch our positions there’s not much I can do with a half ton animal woman on top of me.”

Urmine huffs, then decides that she wants to fuck Edmund more than she wants to argue with him. Thus she rises up then slams down, Edmund gasping as her full weight hits him like a sack of bricks. She then begins a steady rhythm as Edmund’s cock assaults her gates again, and again, and again. He lays back and enjoys the experience, trying to ignore the unwelcome thought of how bruised his hips will be tomorrow morning.

Warm paw pads against bare skin, soft velvet rubbing against stiff sensitive flesh, moist breath hitting his chest in waves. Edmund’s vision becomes a hazy mix of black fur, chestnut antlers, and yellowed teeth bouncing in a steady rhythm above him as Urmine continues to impale herself upon Edmund time after time. Her claws move up his body as she slightly repositions herself, keeping her pace up the entire time. She begins to lean forward and arch her back slightly until stopping, the bear apparently having found the ideal position to maximize her own pleasure. Edmund feels that his cock is now angled slightly differently than before, his head rubbing against a different part of her interior. He has a hunch on why she did it, and it’s proven correct as Urmine’s body betrays her own rising orgasm.

She begins breathing through her muzzle and her claws grip his midsection just a little tighter each time she comes down. Her pace increases and Edmund feels the familiar pressure build up around his crotch. Damn, he was close to cumming as well. Must have been all that foreplay that got him hot and bothered. Urmine’s pace reaches a crescendo and briefly slows down before she comes down one final time, her pelvis slamming into his own. At the same time Edmund bucks upward and explodes inside her, painting her insides white. Urmine looks upward and roars once again, her voice deep and booming.

It tapers off and she falls forward onto Edmund. She wraps her arms underneath him and nuzzles him with her wet nose. He smiles and gently rubs her back.

“Same time?” He asks.

“Same time.” She responds, her pride intact.

“Good.”

Urmine stops nuzzling him and speaks in a hushed whisper.

“I have a favor to ask.”

“What?”

There’s a slight hesitation before she responds.

“Can you rub my ears for a bit?” She comes across as almost embarrassed.

“Why? Trying to make your loins gush for a third time today?”

Urmine shoots him a mean glare for not taking her innocent request seriously.

“No, and assuming that’s what I wanted it would be the second time. But to answer your question, it’s relaxing when someone rubs them. They’re sensitive, but not in a carnal sort of way. It’ll help clear my nerves.”

“Oh, I think I see what you mean. Like the bear version of a smoke and coffee.”

“Huh?”

“Nothing.”

He then brings a hand up to her ear and begins rubbing circles into the fuzzy bit of flesh with his thumb, the soft cartilage bending between his digits. Urmine lays her head beside Edmund’s, careful to point her antlers away from his head lest she poke out one of his eyes and really ruin the mood. She lets out a breathy sigh and lets her body relax on top of him, there’s nothing quite like the feeling of having your favorite furless pleasure thing trapped under your own mass while he dutifully follows your commands. After a few silent minutes her eyes close and she nearly nods off until a sudden thought comes to her, jolting her awake. She lazily raises her upper body off Edmund.

“You should go up to Gothetta now, I'm sure she’s waiting patiently for you. I can take care of myself down here.”

“You’re right, she deserves some loving too.” Replies Edmund, getting on his knees as Urmine lifts herself off of him.

He begins to crawl towards the golden ladder before Urmine shouts over.

“Edmund! Wait!”

He stops and turns around.

“What?”

“Look at your sides, those marks I left on you.”

He looks down to see five faint red scratches on each side of his midsection, must have been from when she was on top of him. He waves her off.

“Don’t worry about it, they’re not even deep enough to bleed. I’ll-“

Urmine cuts him off.

“Absolutely not. You are not leaving this bed with those marks on you. Come here.” She coldly commands.

Confused, Edmund shuffles back over to her.

“What’s the big deal? It’s not like I need a healing potion, they’ll be healed up by tomorrow morning just fine.”

Urmine leans down, inspecting the faint red lines with an inquisitive eye.

“No, this simply will not do. She deserves a husband-slave that’s in mint condition.” Urmine glances up to him. “I don’t want my own beloved sister to be reduced to having someone else’s sloppy seconds. Gothetta may be a doe brained goody two hooves but even she deserves a mate in better condition than this. One that doesn’t possess marks from curved claws, that smells of lusty bearish juices, and that has a drained reserve of energy. Stay still, I believe there’s a spell that should freshen you up.” She points a palm at Edmund. “Fresh mint and virginal shine, restore this man’s heady glint and turn his scent as sweet as pine!”

A beam of golden light shoots towards Edmund and he feels something change. The mix of dried on liquids near his crotch are gone, he feels reinvigorated and clear headed, he even takes a sniff of his armpit and yep, he smells just like pine air freshener now. He surveys his body, the claw marks having disappeared.

“Whoa, I feel great!”

Urmine smiles and beckons him closer with a finger.

“Come, one last thing before you depart for my sister.” Edmund complies, shuffling near her. The bear leans forward and kisses him. It’s not a long kiss, she doesn’t try to snake her tongue past his lips or try any lewd tricks, Edmund’s surprised at it’s tameness. Their lips drift apart and she looks him in the eye. “Just a goodbye kiss before you leave me, our last act as lovers.”

“It’s not like Gothetta is going to chain me to the bed up there. You want us to come down when we’re done? I can rub your ears some more.”

She grins and shakes her head.

“Yes, I would like that. You’ll need some rest when Gothetta’s done with you.”

Edmund chuckles.

“She’s just a doe, a little herbivore, how bad could she be?”

Urmine waves him off with a sly smile, very intentionally dodging the question.

“Oh, you’ll see. Now bravely go forth Edmund, don’t keep her waiting.”