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Whose Afraid Of the Big Bad Wolf

Chapter Two

© Cederwyn Whitefurr

19thOctober, 2021

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Samuel whistled to himself, as he puttered around in the kitchen, preparing their shared breakfast. He wore nothing but an apron that barely come to his shins and a broad smile on his muzzle. In the pan, he idly slid the spatula under the eggs and lifted them up before letting them settle again.

So distracted was Samuel, he didn't hear the quiet padding from behind him when suddenly a large pair of paws slipped around his effeminate hips and pulled him backwards. With a startled bleat, Samuel nearly dropped the spatula as his ears went flat.

"Morning love..." Came a low growl from behind him.

His heart somewhere in the back of his muzzle, Samuel shuddered and put down the spatula as he twisted his head to the side and glanced at the intimidating Grey Wolf behind him.

"I swear..." Samuel huffed as he twisted about and poked Gerald in the chest. "One day, you'll give me a heart attack! You know how stressed we deer are at he best of times!"

With a lopsided grin, Gerald pulled Samuel even closer and licked his velvety nose.

"Sure, right..."

Leaning his head over the shorter Fallow deer's shoulder, Gerald sniffed and grunted in satisfaction.

"Mmm, eggs, bacon and... is that a steak?"

"You drool on me again, I swear, I'll smack you..." Samuel growled, then giggled and slipped down and out of Gerald's grip.

Smiling like a puppy, Gerald raised both eyebrows then gripped Samuel's muzzle between his paws and lifted the stag's head up.

"You and what army fawn?"

With a snort, Samuel huffed and placed his paws on his hips and stamped a cloven hoof, trying to act all dominant and masculine. Gerald just grinned then picked Samuel up and set him on the kitchen bench.

"Hey!" Samuel squealed.

"You always burn the eggs and the bacon and..." Gerald sniggered as he picked up the spatula. "I appreciate the sentiment and cooking me breakfast my sweet, little delicious deer..."

Samuel crossed his paws over his chest and huffed. "I'm not a doe..."

With a crinkle of his eyes, Gerald glanced sideways at Samuel, quirking one eyebrow.

"Oh? Then who was that I made bleat multiple times last night? Hmm Sounded like a doe to me!"

Samuel giggled and hung his head. "That wasn't fair..."

Turning the steak over, Gerald sniffed at it and sighed quietly, before he added a little sprinkle of salt and some dried chilli pepper powder.

"Gah, how do you eat that!" Samuel shuddered, then hopped down of the bench and opened the fridge.

"I like hot and spicy food, you know that. Now, be a good little doe and..."

His head turned, as he seen Samuel bent over, digging through the fridge, his wedge-like tail upright and the frilly lace panties clinging to the stag's rump like a second fur coat.

"You're_so_ going to get what's coming to you..." Gerald growled quietly.

Samuel stood up, clutching a long carrot in one paw, before he turned about and leaned against the wall. Sensuously, he rolled the carrot back and forth between his palms as he gazed down at it. With a smile, he lifted it up and his long, slender tongue flickered over the tip suggestively.

"Keep it up little doe..." Gerald growled at him.

Samuel's eyes crinkled as the smile spread from one ear to the other and he lifted up the treat and carefully clicked it against the bony ridges of his muzzle. Gerald stared and started to quiver, he couldn't help it. Using his flexible tongue, Samuel wrapped his tongue around the carrot and drew it into his muzzle with a loud slurping sound as he winked at Gerald.

His cheeks hollowing as he slurped, then billowing back out as he exhaled and suckled the carrot from base to tip, before giggling and resuming rolling it back and forth between his paws.

"You do that again, and I swear to whatever Divine is listening..."

Samuel grinned even wider and started to lift the carrot again but he felt Gerald's paws close about his wrists and stop him.

"You like playing with fire, don't you little doe?"

"Whatever do you mean?" Samuel asked, his expression innocent and pure, but the twinkle in his eyes said otherwise.

Gerald began to say something, before he sniffed and whined, then turned around and wrenched the pan off the stove top.

"Damn it, I hate burned eggs and... you did that deliberately, didn't you Samuel?"

Samuel tried to keep his expression innocent, but he giggled and smirked.

"Well, if your attention was on your breakfast, not on me.. maybe you wouldn't burn it, would you?"

With a sigh, Gerald lifted the eggs with the spatula, winced and scooped them off and dropped them into the sink.

"At least the rest of my breakfast isn't wasted, I can cook more eggs..."

Samuel giggled and turned back around to open the fridge again, then he blushed and gasped. Gerald growled and placed a furred paw on the back of Samuel's neck.

"I'll get them, I know you drop more than you hold..."

Samuel snickered and leaned against the counter, watching as Gerald grumbled and opened the fridge then took four eggs out.

"Shake that tail for me daddy woof..." Samuel teasingly laughed.

Gerald trembled and carefully set the eggs on the counter, before he turned to stare into Samuel's wide-set eyes.

"I'll give you daddy woof..."

Samuel blushed and squealed, slapping his paws to his cheeks as his muzzle fell open.

"Ooh - you promise?"

Gently, Gerald reached out and closed Samuel's muzzle then grinned at him.

"I don't promise little one - I do..."

*

After breakfast, of which Gerald ate four to Samuel's single bowl of vegetables and salad. Samuel idly played with a sliver of carrot in his fingers. He dexterously made it dance from one finger to the other, then back again. Bored, he flicked his hand up and snatched it out of the air with a loud snap. Gerald snickered and shook his head.

"One of these days, you're going to screw that up and bite your tongue... I just hope I'm there to see it!"

Poking his tongue out cheekily, Samuel smirked and chewed the treat.

"Come on, you've had breakfast, time to get busy!"

Gerald looked down at the empty plate, then at Samuel as he raised an eyebrow.

"Little doe is so eager..."

Samuel blinked, then blushed and giggled helplessly. "No, I meant we got a lot to do today, so, go get dressed and hurry up!"

*

Samuel slumped into the couch, then leaned forwards and rubbed at his aching ankles.

"Ooh, I swear you walked my poor hooves off today!"

Gerald grinned and set the packages down on the coffee table.

"What's the matter little doe? Can't keep it up?"

Samuel stared at him, then giggled and blushed. "That's not what I meant and you know it!"

Chuckling, the Wolf dug into the first package and pulled it out. Satisfied, he threw it at Samuel, who squealed and caught it.

"What's this?"

"Whilst you were off getting your beauty treatments and facials and so on..." Gerald snickered. "I went shopping."

"Hey!" Samuel bleated. "It wasn't a facial and beauty treatment and so on! First appointment was with the vet, the next I had to get blood work done and after that I got a full body massage - something wrong with that?"

"I was teasing my beloved, go ahead, open it!"

Samuel huffed petulantly, before he slipped his fingers under the tape that held the gift closed. Tape snapped and popped as he unwrapped it. Folding the ends away, he unwrapped the last part. His eyes expanded and went like twin moons, as he stared down at the beautiful thing within the wrapping.

Delicately, he picked it up and held it up. It was a beautiful lace negligee - as see through as if it was made from spiderweb. A fluffy hemline covered the bottom and the short sleeves at the ends of the armholes.

"Its..." Samuel whispered, as he turned it about and back again. "Its beautiful..."

"I thought you'd like it little doe, only the nicest things for you. I think you'll look good in it!"

Samuel set it aside on the couch, as he stood up and crossed his paws over his shirt and pulled it up and off.

"One thing about not having antlers," Gerald grinned. "Easier to get you to take your clothes off!"

Samuel blushed and turned around, the adorable white spots down his back gleaming as he teasingly began to unclasp the belt that held his slacks up.

"Do not tease me little one.." Gerald growled quietly, crossing one leg over the other.

He rested his chin on a paw and watched Samuel with rising intent and sexual hunger. Samuel glanced over his shoulder and made a face, then slipped the belt from its loops and unbuckled his slacks.

"Why not? It's so much fun to watch you act all disinterested, when I can smell your scent from over here!

"Pants...off... now!" Come the growl from the Wolf as he trembled and crossed his legs again.

"Why?" Samuel smirked, then poked the tip of his tongue between his lips and his eyes crinkled mischievously. "I want to see how long you'll last..."

Gerald shuddered and coughed delicately into his paw as he watched the fallow deer. Samuel eased his fingers between he slacks and his pale brown furred hips. Catching the slacks between thumb and forefinger, he slid them seductively down his slender thighs. His tail flagged slowly from side to side as he heard Gerald's whine.

Revealed beneath the slacks, were the same beautiful lace panties that Samuel was wearing that morning. Another gift from Gerald - and Samuel knew as he bent over to step out of the slacks, how Gerald's expression would look.

He wasn't mistaken...

Gerald had taken himself in his paw, the reddish tip poking from the clenched fist as he masturbated himself and tilted his head back to lean on the headrest of the couch.

"My, my, my..." Samuel snickered, as he kicked away the slacks and turned about. "Poor puppy can't handle it?"

"Urgh..." Gerald grunted. "You, here, now..."

Samuel shook his head, then grinned and hung his head, lipping playfully at his index finger hooflet.

"What will happen if I don't?" Samuel playfully teased, as he swished his hips from side to side.

With a shudder, Gerald looked at Samuel and raised both eyebrows. His intense golden eyes narrowing behind his lids as he used his wolfish nature to intimidate the insolent deer. Samuel crumbled, as Gerald new he would and as he come closer, Gerald grunted and pointed at the discarded negligee.

"Forgot something little doe... Now, be a good girl and put that on..."

Samuel giggled and picked it up, holding it gently. Sliding one arm, then the other inside it, Samuel wriggled from side to side. It slid down his body without resistance against his fur. It was an almost perfect fit, as its feather-like weight was negligible. He slid it over his head, shoulders and it come to rest about mid-way down his shins.

"I feel like such a pretty doe..." Samuel murmured, as he picked up the hem of it, trailing the soft gossamer like fluff between his fingers.

"Come...now!" Gerald huffed, as he slapped the leather couch with a paw.

Samuel giggled and complied, sashaying his way towards Gerald then straddling the wolf's hips. Samuel's knees dug into the back of the couch and he rested his paws on his lovers shoulders.

"Not..." Gerald panted. "Up..."

Samuel rolled his eyes and giggled, lifting up his hips and pushing himself forwards, before Gerald placed a large paw on his shoulder and pushed him back down.

"Ooh - " Samuel gasped, feeling the iron-like wolfen length pressed between panties and tail. "One likes this very much and..."

Gerald's left paw, smelling suspiciously of pre-ejaculatory fluids and still wet, closed hard over Samuel's muzzle. Leathery pads were pressed against his nostrils, almost blocking his ability to breathe.

"Urgh...." Gerald growled, slipping his other paw down Sebastian's back and gripping the fallow's tail.

"Mmmph!" Samuel bleated.

Gerald pulled the tail harder, before he grunted and bucked four times, a strangled phrase of latin torn from his constricting throat.

"O deus meus, tam mirabile setis et..."

Samuel squealed as he felt Gerald reach orgasm there and then, the hot, sticky wolf semen splattering his tail and rump. It soaked through the panties, the fur and even down to the skin.

"HEY!" Samuel bleated, eyes wide and his body trembling.

Gerald ground his hips up against Samuel, who shuddered and shook his head, before he began slapping Gerald on the shoulders.

"Hey! HEY! That wasn't very nice!"

Gerald blinked and shuddered, then gave Samuel a rueful smile before he took his lover by the back of his head and pressed his furred lips against those of the deer.

"Mmphh!" Samuel's outrage died as he felt the hot, broad tongue swirl into his muzzle and silence him.

For several minutes, their passionate kiss held, before Samuel pulled his head back and blushed deeply. His inner ears turned a brilliant scarlet and went flat, before he shuddered and wriggled on Gerald's lap.

"Samuel..." Gerald whined, his own ears flattening. "Oh my god, I'm so sorry and..."

Samuel huffed and bumped noses with the wolf. A cheeky grin spread across his muzzle and his eyes twinkled with mischievousness.

"Think you can do _that_again...this time... without me wearing my panties?"

Gerald stared and Samuel giggled and slapped his sticky tail down, making the Wolf shudder and whine in embarrassment.

"Might want to shower first..." Samuel giggled and licked his lover between the eyes. "Just saying..."

END?