sharp, ragged gasp as his body went rigid, and his warm spunk began to pump deep inside the little cervid underneath him, filling Beau completely. 💚

“ Babe, I– I can’t– oh fuck ~ .ᐟ ”

He suddenly cut himself off, no longer able to stall his climax. With a final, desperate push, he drove his hips forward, pressing himself snugly against Beau as his large arms wrapped around the deer to hold him a tight, possessive embrace. Chase let out a —

Chase could barely repress his growing need to orgasm. Every single thrust pushed him closer to the brink, the overwhelming build-up becoming too much for him to hold back. The golden was at his absolute limit; it was honestly a miracle he'd lasted this long, but that miracle was about to run out. —

ecstasy. The entire time, that tail of his never stopped wagging, a frantic blur of golden joy behind him, and his dopey, love-struck grin never left his face. He was the happiest dog in the world right now.

stream of slick, transparent pre, coating Beau’s inner walls in a glistening layer of Chase’s arousal.

“ So soft . . . So– Nngh ~ .ᐟ So warm ~ . love you ~ . 💚 ”

It was all he could manage to growl into Beau's ear, the words broken up by strained grunts and low, guttural groans of pure —

bucked his hips vigorously, moving like a well-oiled piston, pumping his throbbing member deep inside Beau. the bulge in the deer's stomach appeared more prominently with every powerful thrust, a visible testament to how deeply he was claiming his cervid lover.

His own cock drooled a constant —

as he felt the incredible tightness of his lover clenching around his manhood. He listened intently to the symphony of sounds filling the room: Beau's muffled moans, the loud, wet slaps created by their relentless fucking. The sounds were so intoxicating, so perfect, they drove him wild.

Chase —

Chase could feel the buck pushing his ass back, meeting every thrust with a desperate hunger of his own, making sure the canine buried his bone inside the deer completely. Beau might have been a slut, but he was Chase's slut, and a cute one at that. 💚

The golden's grip tightened on the bedsheets —

“𝐼 𝑤𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑝 𝑢𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑙 𝐼 𝑔𝑒𝑡 𝑤𝒉𝑎𝑡 𝐼 𝑐𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑟.”

Krys (Krystal Fox)

🔄 and ❤️

Story + LewdRP!

#shaini.

Chase remained on top of Beau, not budging an inch, pressing his chest flush against the deer's back. He wanted to remain as close as physically possible with his little lover. He was a clingy mutt, after all.

first, punishing thrust, he settled into a rhythm of smaller, more evenly paced thrusts. The sound of his hips and heavy balls smacking loudly against Beau's doughy butt echoed in the small room, a lewd, wet percussion. Saliva splattered onto Beau's balls and cock as the deer oozed with pre-cum. —

move once again. He drew that thick cock back slowly, torturously, looking for a moment like he was about to pull out completely, but he stopped right at the tip. Then, with a sudden, forceful thrust, he slammed every last inch of his massive member deep inside Beau's ass once more.

After that —

breath warm and ticklish against Beau's ear, and began to whisper.

“ I’m all yours , babe ~ . 💚 ”

He reassured the cervid before gently nipping the tip of Beau's ear with his teeth and following it up with a loving, slobbery lick on the cheek. After the affectionate display, his hips began to —

Chase glanced back as he felt the deer's legs lock around him, effectively trapping him inside. A wide, dopey grin spread across the canine's face; he wasn't planning on pulling out today anyway, but he absolutely loved how cute and possessive the gesture was. The large golden leaned in close, his —

the bedsheets, and he leaned down, his chest pressing against Beau's back to grunt audibly right into his boyfriend's ear.

“ Hnngh ~ .ᐟ You’re . . . so fucking tight ~ .ᐟ 💚 ”

base, his heavy balls resting against Beau's ass.

Chase moaned low in his throat, a raw, guttural sound of pure bliss. His eyes rolled back, half-lidded and unfocused as he was overwhelmed by the pleasure of those wet, inner walls clenching around the thick girth of his cock. His hands clenched —

stretching out Beau's ass, forcing the tight ring of muscle to yield and accommodate his impressive size. It was an exquisitely snug fit, a perfect, clenching heat that made his own head spin. Slowly, inch by inch, the canine sheathed that meaty rod into the cervid until he was buried to the very —

every last inch of his love.

With a slight, deliberate adjustment of his hips, he lined himself up perfectly, pressing the swollen, leaking tip of his cock right against that winking hole. He pushed his hips forward, and the world narrowed to the feeling of his thick cock slowly, relentlessly —

He loved the deer's reaction—the way he trembled and every time the canine's thick member nudged against that tight pucker, a promise of the stretch to come. But once he felt his dick was finally, thoroughly coated in a slick layer of his own saliva, he was ready. It was time to give the deer —

Beau's tight entrance with every thrust.

that had finally cornered its willing prey. A thick strand of drool escaped his parted lips and dripped down onto the nape of Beau's neck. The canine's hips began to buck instinctively, hotdogging his aching rod between those slick buns, letting his manhood grind and slide teasingly against —

before slapping down with a wet thud against the saliva-coated cheeks of his cute little deer boyfriend. Chase then shifted his weight, placing his hands flat on the mattress on either side of Beau's head. He was looming over the deer now, his broad frame blocking out the light, like a predator —

" You know what it does to me when you call me that , babe ~ . . . 💚 "

He rumbled, his voice a low, possessive growl. His hand released the cervid's hip only to hook into the waistband of his shorts, tugging them down just enough to finally free his throbbing, rock-hard cock. It sprang up heavily —

intoxicating, coming from Beau.

The canine slowly, almost reluctantly, withdrew his tongue from the deer's clenching heat. A thick, glistening strand of his saliva connected his tongue to the buck's sweet, pucker for a moment before it broke, falling onto the already slick rear. —

The sweet, desperate moans he elicited from Beau were like the best kind of music to his ears, but the moment he heard that shaky voice praising him, he nearly lost all composure. Praise was Chase's ultimate weakness, his one true kryptonite, and it felt a thousand times more potent, more —

aching to get to the beautiful cervid in his grasp.

“ Mmph ~ . . . ”

exploring the tight, velvety depths of his ass.

While Chase was lost in the bliss of sloppily rimming his bottom-heavy buck, his own arousal was becoming impossible to ignore. A thick, heavy bulge grew within his shorts, straining against the fabric until it was practically tearing at the seams, —

body responding with an urgent, primal need.

His tongue circled Beau's rim tentatively at first, teasing, lapping at the sensitive flesh until it was thoroughly coated with his slick, warm saliva. Then, with a low, hungry groan, he plunged the wet muscle deep into the deer's inviting hole, —