Needs of a Beast
Emboldened by the flame of his rut. gender is intentionally ambiguous so you can read this one as m/f and straight or m/m with a cboy. this story went up early on my patreon!
Always Help Out a Mate
The yearly call of rut...but for a young deer, it's puzzling i know, even frightening." "oh...um....sure...rut..."
Mismatched Identities - Spyro's Night Out
He didn't bother to be slow or gentle; the black drake simply got on with his rut, hammering forward and impaling the helpless feral with every bit of the powerful, masculine length of his hardness. \*slap, slap, slap, slap\* "nngh!"
Ridden Hard (Commission for Eric the Bull)
The bear rumbled deeply down to rut, the ursine a foot taller than him. "uh, yeah, just wanted to get in." rut said, trying not to appear as anxious as he suddenly felt before the imposing mate.
Buck & Fox - A Series of Creative Ruts: Ep 3
The fox just tucked his tongue and offered a knowing grin, claws digging into the lop’s shoulders as he kept rutting back against that round bunny butt, feeling his own knot starting to bulge at his base.
Amorous Effects of a Giant Foxtaur
His fur was glistening as the rutting heat induced in him was causing heavy perspiration.
Pheeze Finishes First
He made sure to romance her before and after the season but during the height of it, he was purely on instinct, rutting his wife dutifully. but once his rut was over, his sex drive was diminished and the stag was left without his antlers.
Spermatosaurus Corruption
_breed, rut, breed, rut, breed!_ the inner voice of the monster was always there, though, always pushing on him, and he knew that he could only resist it for so much longer before it completely overwhelmed him.
Unfortunate Sisters Introduction
And with every beat of her heart, it seemed that the rut burning its way through her found just a bit more to direct toward that cock-fox instead.
~ One Slip ~
A short, aching tale of rut, regret, and the daughter he’ll never get to hold. bring tissues. you’ll need them. 🦌❤️ © cederwyn whitefurr december 2025 all rights reserved.
A Life in College: Back in the Rut
I groaned, rolling out of the warm comfort of my dorm bed. I really didn't want to get up, didn't want to leave the warm and inviting company of Zoe, the cheetah who had spent the night in my bed. But, it was Friday, and I had a class to get to. It was...
The Bonds of Need 4
He’d started this while she was asleep, rutting her, breaking her in and keeping her from having a chance to think about it. a kindness, or so he hoped.