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Therian Dreaming II

Chapter Eight

© Cederwyn Whitefurr

6thApril, 2023

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Pete smiled, kissing Kelsie long and deeply, one hand stroking her silken furred ears, the other ever so lightly cupping her udder. Kelsie shuddered, sensations, feelings, emotions - all within her mind - yet unable to find voice within her.

At last, he lifted his head and gazed into her large, expressionate wide-eyed gaze.

"Pete - " Kelsie whispered, eyes going even wider.

"Yes, my love," Pete smiled and kissed her nose. "It's true, really, absolutely true - I don't know what_has caused it - but this is a beautiful thing my sweet, gentle doe! What, were you thinking _anything- anything at all, whilst I was gently suckling on your teat? Anything you can think of?"

Kelsie blinked, then a light frown creased her forehead.

"Other than how pleasurable it was - " Kelsie finally admitted, then her inner ears turned a pale salmon pink as she blushed.

"I can not begin to imagine - " Pete sighed, as he lay himself gently on her, stroking her neck with his fingertips.

Kelsie awkwardly hugged him as best she could, her front legs crossing over his back, hind legs curved inwards carefully.

"Mmph - " Kelsie whimpered suddenly. "Still...sore..."

Pete nodded, moving just slightly, his flaccid length pressed to the warm underside of her udder.

"Now, honey?" Pete told her, placing his fingers under her jaw and holding her still. "I won't let our fawn nurse, until you're absolutely certain you've healed, alright? I've seen wild fawns - I even remember what _you_were like - with your bottle. You'd be suckling away, then your head would slam forwards - its a natural instinct. Now, I'll help you to express your milk, gently and carefully. You understand?"

Kelsie's pensive look turned confused, before she weakly shook her head from side to side.

"I've...never, this..." Kelsie whispered, tears welling in her eyes. "I'm scared..."

Pete smiled and used his thumbs to lightly brush away the tears from the corner of her eyes.

"Honey? Nothing to be scared about! It's perfectly normal and natural - I'll feed our baby with your milk, with her teat and bottle - then when you tell me you're ready, alright? Truly Kelsie? I think its_exactly_ what we need to do - to help you bond to her..."

Kelsie tilted her head to the side, looking at the direction of the sleeping fawn, then back at Pete.

"I'm...scared - what if I hurt her..."

Pete gently cupped Kelsie's pale muzzle between both palms, and he stared into her eyes, holding her powerless in his gaze.

"You will not, I _know_you will not Kelsie - you're young, she's our firstborn - I understand you're scared - I'm scared too! I've never had a child - I feel, deep down - once you feel her warmth and love, her gentle nursing... your true, beautiful and gentle self, will take control. You'll bond to her - and she too you, just like wild does and their fawns do!"

Kelsie twitched, before her beautiful, sweet smile touched the edges of her pale lips, her tongue flicking out and licking Pete's nose.

"If you believe - " Kelsie murmured. "I will try as well..."

"Try? No, my dear, sweet doe - I _do_believe, once you can nurse her, as nature intended - it will be a truly beautiful thing."

Kelsie smiled nervously, the frown creasing her forehead deepening. Pete gazed into her eyes, gently using his thumb to smooth out the wrinkling skin.

"What's on your mind love?"

"Our..." Kelsie began, then closed her mouth.

"Honey? Speak whats troubling you, please?"

Pete caressed her cheeks, kissing her nose lightly.

"When..." Kelsie began, then a tremble rippled through her.

Pete frowned himself, before he kissed her again, then nibbled her throat in places only he knew, would melt Kelsie. Her tail began to flutter, then flag wildly, making soft pattering sounds on the sheets.

"Going to talk...or do I do..." Pete murmured, nibbling his way down her chest, hitting every sensitive spot he could recall, one hand sliding down and ever so gently caressing a sensitive teat.

"Ooh..." Kelsie gasped, her head crushing down against the pillow and her back trying to rise off the bed.

Pete nuzzled further down, his lips sucking and kissing at the pale skin of the udder, his teeth ever so lightly pinching the skin.

"Nngh..." Kelsie squealed. "I surrender, I'll talk!"

Pete giggled, then lipped each teat in turn, feeling Kelsie gurgle helplessly, before he picked one up and started nursing like a fawn. Almost instantly, warm milk squirted into his mouth and he eagerly swallowed the sweet, hot liquid.

"I'm...when our..." Kelsie panted, torn between the words she needed and animal like squeals. "Fawn...age.."

Pete frowned, then gave a few more moments of blissful enjoyment to Kelsie, before he come back up and kissed her nose.

"What about our fawn? Age? Easy darling, breathe...that's it..."

Kelsie was a few moments recovering, before she swallowed the lump in her throat. "Our fawn... in a year or two - she will become a yearling and - "

Pete frowned. "Yes, she will. I don't...oh...oh..."

Realisation spread across Pete's face like a rising dawn. "Oh...when she turns two..."

Kelsie gave a weak whimper, then sniffled. "Pete...you... when I was two, you..."

Pete nodded, then wiped away yet more tears from Kelsie's eyes. "I'd never, ever claim her... like I did you, I swear Kelsie, I'd never even _think_about it. That'd be wrong, in so many different ways..."

Kelsie nodded twice, before a weak smile spread across her muzzle. "Pete..you're... not - what you once were... I can't explain it, I can't - I don't _know_what you'll go through... when the...the..."

Kelsie sighed, frustrated at not understanding the words she wanted, or their meaning. Pete looked down at her, before once more, realisation dawned on him.

"Oh my god... Kelsie - the..." Pete's eyes went wide. "Does the... the rut, does it...please honey, please! Tell me, does it affect does? Does your libido and urges heighten?"

Kelsie shivered, then looked up into his frightened eyes, her own fear starting to rise within her.

"I... you and I, we - you've mated with me..."

Pete blushed, he couldn't help it, forgetting for a moment, how naive Kelsie truly was, how - innocent- and sweet.

"Yes, we've made love - " He admonished her ever so gently. "Mating - is for feral animals love, not - not what we are. Yes, we've made love many times before - never, well, there was_that time when... A year or two ago - you seemed exceptionally, well, _more than your usual self..."

Kelsie blushed, her inner ears brightening.

"I come into heat, Pete - it... it scared me! I'd never - truly- come into season before, I'm only..."

"You're two Kelsie...wait, no, you're three. Well, in my_years - oh honey, I'm so confused - how _do_our kind age? You are three in _human_years - barely an adult doe - so... That...time - we made love and you were...oh... _oh..."

Pete's voice trailed off, his mind reeling.

"Isn't it about when I conceived...her?"

Pete thought long and hard - that ten days or so when Kelsie's libido was almost insatiable - the incredible _warmth_and slickness of her body - how it had responded when he'd made love to her...

"Kelsie... do you - when was it? When was that_time?_ I can't recall the exact date - we'll have to mark it - say - fourteen days in that month... I'll have too - "

Kelsie frowned. "Have to what?"

"I'll...honey, I'll have too - well - use protection- or there's a high chance you'll conceive again. If you come into heat, please my beloved, _please_tell me!

Kelsie frowned, not understanding what he meant by _protection_but she smiled nervously and licked Pete's forehead.

"I will, I promise...now - can I - can I _please_get fed? I'm so very hungry..."

Pete laughed weakly, then he kissed her forehead and climbed off her, gently helping her down off the bed.

"Of course my love! Come, I'll make you a lovely meal, you've got to keep your strength up after all - nursing a fawn must take a lot out of a doe!"

Kelsie winced with each hoof step, her swelling udder rubbing against her hind legs, but she kept her winces and soft cries quiet, not wishing to upset her beloved lover and owner.

TO BE CONTINUED...