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Deerly Beloved

© Cederwyn Whitefurr

2nd April, 2023

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Buckley sprawled on the lawn, the sun warming the fur and flesh of the sentient feral Whitetail buck. His antlers were still covered in velvet, soft as a baby, and he took extreme care not to knock them. Carefully, he rolled over and started warming the other side, sighing in contentment.

“You roast any longer,” Come the voice of his beloved of ten years, a beautiful human woman called Jessica. “I'll eat you for dinner...”

Buckley opened one eye, gazing at his lover as a smile spread across his furred lips.

“You couldn't eat a whole stag...” Buckley snickered.

“I - “ Jessica's mouth fell open, as she walked straight into the trap he'd laid for her with his comment. “That's not what you said the other night...”

Buckley grunted, then rolled over onto his belly and slowly stood up, using his forelegs to lever himself upwards, then his hind legs, before he shook himself off.

“You make extra sure you're clean, thank you - “ Jasmine chastised him. “I'm getting awfully tired of shed hair, leaves and twigs all through my carpet!”

Buckley grinned again, then violently shook from nose to tail, watching a few errant hairs floating on the breeze.

“There, happy now?”

“I will be, once you shed that velvet... Have you ever considered, well, getting them cauterised or something? I know how bad they must itch come velvet shedding time – and even worse – how careful you got to be when they're growing.”

“Well, I have considered it, more than once, it would ease certain... difficulties... however, a stag's virility is tied to his antlers, so...”

Buckley's muzzle got clamped shut, as Jessica placed a hand on it, then looked into his eyes.

“You and I both know that's complete bullshit - “ Jessica growled, yet her eyes sparkled with the love she had for him.

Buckley grinned, then slipped his tongue through his wife's fingers and licked them, giving her a sweet, innocent look.

“Quit that too - “ Jessica laughed, then scratched him behind the right ear.

“You're no fun anymore - “ Buckley sulked, but the grin that almost stretched ear to ear said differently.

“Oh, you say that do you? How about I don't have some venison tonight? Or tomorrow, or...”

Buckley's eyes widened. “You wouldn't dare, you know you can't keep your hands off my beautiful coat!”

“What's the difference between you and a vibrator Buckley?” Jessica's voice trailed back. “A vibrator doesn't shed all over the bed...”

“Hey!” Buckley squealed, trotting after her.

*

After a lovely meal, Buckley pushed away the large salad bowl, then glanced sideways at Jessica, who picked idly at her remaining meal of steak and mixed vegetables.

“Urgh, steak - “ Buckley shuddered. “It's taken years, for me even to be in the house when you're cooking it – let alone eating it!”

“Well,” Jessica smirked. “You could eat outside in the cold and wind, like a true deer should...”

“I'm okay with you eating steak love...” Buckley whispered, hanging his head and shuddering.

“I thought you'd see it my way, besides, it's not anyone you know...”

Buckley's eyes widened, before Jessica laughed and set her utensils down.

“I'm kidding! It's not venison, you know I'd never bring that into our house, now, how about a shower? I'm going to scrub you from ears to hooves, you're not leaving dust and dirt on my clean sheets!”

“Dust and dirt? No...how about...something else?” Buckley snickered.

“Master Buckley!” Jessica snapped, staring at him.

Buckley blushed, hanging his head. “I was kidding my love, you know I try to be careful...”

“There's careful, and careless, they are new sheets, so...”

Buckley sighed softly, rolling his eyes. “Really, the boots again?”

“I'd rather you wear them, then your cloven hooves tear my sheets to pieces, thank you kindly!”

“Fine...” Buckley grumbled, then flicked an ear. “I've been thinking, love - “

“Oh, really? That'd be a first, wouldn't it?” Jessica smiled, as she hip bumped his shoulder, carrying the dishes to the kitchen.

Buckley snorted and narrowed his eyes, before he shook his head gently.

“Why did I marry you?” Buckley moaned theatrically.

“If I recall – it was me who proposed to you... Now, come on, shower time...”

Buckley obediently followed, his hooves clicking on the floor.

*

Jessica did as she said she would, scrubbing him from ears to hooves, as Buckley stood, his legs splayed out, cloven hooves at four corners of the shower stall. As she scratched the base of his tail, Buckley gurgled and his hind legs went weak as he trembled.

“You're so easy...” Jessica giggled, as she gripped his soapy tail and pulled her fingers through it.

“Oh, yeah, right...there...” Buckley trembled worse, his hind hooves clattering.

One soapy hand reached down his flank, then gripped the five inch long furred sheath, then began a slow, sensual forwards and backwards motion.

“Urk!” Buckley yelped.

“So... not here...”

Buckley's eyes squeezed closed, as he fought the urges that flared hot within him, his lover twisting, tugging and pinching his wet, soapy tail – her free hand squeezing the penile length that rapidly firmed within the sheath.

“Ngnngh - “ Buckley wheezed, trying desperately to resist.

“You won't win Buckley - “ Jessica giggled behind him. “I know all your spots to get you where I want you...”

“Not...going...” Buckley squealed.

“No?” Jessica snickered, then tweaked his tail tip just so...

Buckley bleated and his hips snapped forwards, as he instantly sent powerful spurts of ejaculate against the shower wall between his front legs. Jessica held his throbbing member gently but firmly – feeling the pulses, until after a few moments, Buckley's body quivered and he looked back over his shoulder.

“So...not...fair...”

“Now now love,” Jessica laughed, then released him. “Now you might actually do something for me...”

His ears dripping, Buckley looked over his shoulder, then his teardrop like tail flagged with wet slaps against Jessica's belly.

“For...or too?” Buckley panted, as he awkwardly turned about, then gazed up at her.

“You've got many talents my dear, sweet stag... now, put that tongue and muzzle to good use...”

Buckley grinned, watching as Jessica sat on the bench seat in the double shower bay, spreading her legs. She was as smooth as silk, priding herself in personal hygiene and preferring it to be the way it was.

“What's that?” Buckley asked, tilting his head to the side, looking confused.

Jessica snorted, then gripped him lightly by the base of his antlers, and pulled him forwards, Buckley's protestations being swiftly silenced. His cold nose pressed hard against her lower belly – but his tongue – it slipped like a snake into Jessica's vaginal tunnel. Buckley's eyes closed as he ever so gently tilted his head forwards and back, then side to side, using his long, supple tongue to lash eagerly at the vaginal folds and the sweet, tender walls within.

“Oh...” Jessica gurgled, sliding forwards slightly, much to Buckley's pleasure. “I knew I married you for a reason...”

Buckley snorted through his nostrils, his furred lips tickling her intimately as he expertly flickered his tongue across her clitoris – sending Jessica's heart racing. Working her to the very edge of her orgasm, Buckley pulled his head back and Jessica, sweaty and panting, opened her eyes to look at him.

“I'll need help...” Buckley laughed nervously, before he gestured with his head down towards his belly, then looked at both forelegs. “Can you grip these for me and...”

Jessica nodded, Taking a firm hold around his knees, before she lifted him up and he moved forwards. Awkwardly, both stag and human managed to get Buckley's forelegs either side of her shoulders, as he nearly slipped with his wet hind hooves on the soapy floor.

“Brace yourself against the edges love,” Jessica murmured, her lust driving her need to feel him within her. “Hurry...”

“Its...not easy...” Buckley moaned, stepping from one hind hoof to the other, his firm penile length alternating between slapping her on the belly and his own. “I need...”

Jessica grinned, then took his slick member between her fingers, gently guiding him as he trembled and twitched.

“Oh no you don't...” Jessica growled at him, then slapped his chest lightly.

“Hurry...” Buckley moaned, fighting the urge to thrust within her hand.

Jessica leaned backwards, guiding the quivering stag's penile length against her folds, before she moved forwards a little further and in one swift movement, Buckley sheathed himself inside her – his furred testicles slapping against her groin.

“Ooh...” Buckley moaned, tilting his head back, the hot water cascading down his neck.

Jessica shuddered, feeling a new and interesting sensation, as Buckley's penis rubbed against the top of her vaginal passage. Wrapping her legs around his hind legs, she crossed them over and squeezed inwards. Buckley gasped, driven to his full arousal and Jessica sighed in pleasure.

“Mmm, you feel so good inside me, you know that?”

Buckley quivered, feral urges fighting his rational mind – before Jessica pulled his head down, then her lips pressed against his.

“Mmph!” Buckley gurgled, his eyes wide as her tongue embraced and twirled within his – their saliva mixing and combining.

With Jessica holding him, Buckley started to tentatively thrust against her, gripping with his forelegs and hind hooves clattering on the floor. Jessica gave it her all, using her muscles to squeeze and relax, making Buckley's eyes roll back in his head, as she made love to him.

Five minutes, ten, thirty – Jessica's breathing grew more and more ragged, Buckley's hooves chattering on the floor of the shower, before Jessica pushed her hips forwards and squeezed her legs tight around Buckley's hind legs.

“Oh my gods...” Jessica gurgled, pressing her mouth against Buckley's neck, to silence the moans as her orgasm crushed her like an eggshell.

As her body convulsed, Buckley grunted and like his feral cousins, he snapped his hips forwards and lunged, Jessica barely able to hold him – then she felt the wild pulsation as more fawn-seed was spurted deep inside of her over the course of nearly thirty seconds a Buckley gasped helplessly.

Holding her shaking lover tight, Jessica kissed and nibbled the stag's throat, feeling his tense musculature slowly easing and he panted heavily.

“Damn Buckley...” Jessica breathed into his right ear. “You sure that...”

A faint rip sound come, and Buckley giggled weakly, his eyes rolling upwards. Jessica looked, then reached up and carefully pinched the edge of his velvet, down near the base of his right antler. With a gentle tug, the velvet peeled away, revealing a bloody antler bone beneath.

“Your velvet...you're shedding your velvet?” Jessica gasped.

“It is very close to rutting season love - “ Buckley murmured, as he licked her forehead.

Jessica shook her head slowly, then whilst he was still quite engorged and within her, she tightened her leg hold around his hips and worked to help him shed the velvet.

“Urgh, all that..” Jessica dropped the velvet, watching the draining water turn red. “I know how you grow antlers love...”

“I can't help it - “ Buckley sighed. “They're full of blood vessels whilst they're growing, yet nature never figured out how to cut off the circulation – go on, it shouldn't hurt...”

Jessica carefully peeled away strips of velvet, dropping them and starting anew. It took over two hours, to finally shed the last of it and reveal the hard bone antlers.

“My stags growing up,” Jessica playfully teased. “What are we up to now, five points on each antler?”

Buckley snorted. “So I'm not the biggest, nor the strongest in the herd – but I got the best doe out of them all...”

Buckley's smile spread from ear to ear, as he lovingly licked Jessica's face.

*

Buckley was alone out in the woods that bordered the sides and back of their property. Jessica had gone to town to buy groceries, and he was home alone, frustrated and worst of all – in the middle of rutting season. His hormones made him ache, he even resorted to an awkward self pleasuring orally – only able to get about two inches of his own length into his muzzle. It was something but – just not enough...

He was frustrated, angry, confused, conflicting emotions surged through him – he walked through the woods, hoping it'd both relax and de-stress him...

He froze mid-step, his nostrils flaring as he caught a scent – instantly, his feral instincts went into overdrive, crushing his rational mind beneath the urges that boiled up inside him.

Doe...oestrous doe...

Buckley lost his rationality, even his ability to think clearly – as hormonal levels spiked within him and he followed that scent like a bloodhound. It was intoxicating to his mind, overwhelming and powerful – irresistible even...

He found her drinking at the edge of a stream, her head snapping up, ears flicking forwards and tail bolt upright. Even from ten feet away, Buckley's senses could smell her receptiveness. He didn't need his eyes to tell she was of age and definitely in season. Driven by his feral mind, Buckley moved towards her, his upper lip curling as the scent drove him more and more wild with each step. At first, she shied away from him, turning to face him.

Buckley closed the distance quickly, nuzzling at her, then licking her neck and shoulder. Almost instantly, the Doe squatted and a powerful golden stream of hormone laden urine splashed onto the ground. Buckley walked beside her, continuing to lick and nuzzle, then he was behind her. His penis was already extended – aching with its primal urge – pre-ejaculate spurting as he pressed his tongue against her rump and tasted her quivering folds.

It didn't take much foreplay – a few well placed licks and nuzzles, the Doe squatting, her hind legs bowed outwards, as she lifted her tail to its highest possible point and stood trembling. Buckley slipped up onto her back, licking at it and dancing on both hind hooves, before he felt his penis head brushing the gossamer like guard hairs of her hot, willing organ.

With a feral lunge, he ploughed into her, his hind hooves coming off the ground as in that second of full penetration, he ejaculated his entire supply of semen up into her body, feeling her folds clench down as he did so – before she bleated and leapt forwards – forcibly dismounting him.

His duty done, Buckley stood, dripping semen from his wilting erection, trembling and shuddering. With a brief look over her shoulder, the doe flicked her tail and was gone ...

Buckley shuddered, his mind ensnared in the pleasure he'd given her – and in her own way – had given him. His tension released, he wiped the thought from his mind and slowly made his way back home, happy, content and unknowing...

*

Two years past, Buckley and Jessica's love still as strong as ever, him sleeping off their recent lovemaking on their king sized bed – Jessica dressed in a light gown, making breakfast for both of them. A faint click come from the back patio, and Jessica paused – setting down the kettle from which steam rose in wispy breaths.

“Buckley?” Jessica called, curious.

Again, that click, click, click come, then it stopped.

“Buckley? This isn't...” Jessica's mouth fell open, a she caught the pale muzzle of a deer, then the light woodland brown of its head, the unmistakable white chest patch and black muzzle stripe...

A doe, a young doe, stood about half-way through the hallway from rear door to kitchen. She looked downright terrified, eyes wide and tail twitching, muscles beneath the fur quivering.

“Woah...” Jessica breathed, her own eyes going wide.

Looking at the human, the Doe blinked twice, before her lips twitched and she looked even more scared – like she wanted to bolt for the woods. Both doe and human locked gazed, before the timid young doe dropped her head, breaking the tension.

“Uh...hello - “ Come the voice from the doe. “My mother...she said I could find my father here... Do you know where he is?”

Jessica's mouth fell open, her eyes tripling in size, before she blushed from neckline to the top of her head, turning and screaming at the top of her voice.

“BUCKLEY, YOU GET YOUR TAIL OUT HERE RIGHT THIS INSTANT...”

END