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This one is quite gruesome, especially the ending. Turn back now if you do not want to read about Winter mating with a very young fawn and the consequences of his lack of control.", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Summary
Qibli finds himself and Winter a doe and her fawn for them to mate with.

Author’s Note
Chapter 5 of ‘Draconic Lusts’, and the second chapter following Winter’s POV. This one is quite gruesome, especially the ending. Turn back now if you do not want to read about Winter mating with a very young fawn and the consequences of his lack of control.", "writing": "A few hours after cleaning up the evidence of Qibli’s [i]relations[/i], Winter found himself stalking through the nearby forest with the SandWing, their bellies already full of beef despite their hunting postures. There weren’t many cows nearby, but deer were plentiful. Qibli even mentioned on the way that his first few times were with deer. Even better than a cow, or so the SandWing had claimed. \n\nDespite himself, Winter was excited. He’d never had sex before. How could he? Being a prince meant high expectations and impeccable standards. Risking an egg, even out of season, was unacceptable. That didn’t stop him from imagining what it would feel like. Particularly fantasies about Moonwatcher. The sight of her gorgeous black tail and all those precious moments he caught a glimpse of the slit underneath would forever be burned into his mind. \n\nHow would a deer, a simple beast, match his expectations of the NightWing of his dreams? Could it? Unlikely, but if it was even a fraction as good as Qibli claimed it to be, he’d be in for a treat.\n\n“Are you sure mating with prey is safe?” he whispered to the dragon at his side.\n\n“Very safe.” Then he hummed. “Unless you’re worried about hurting the doe? I know you’re a big ol’ softie when it comes to animals.”\n\n“Maybe a little,” he admitted. “I don’t want to eat or kill mine. Will it hurt her?”\n\n“Aww, you really do care about them! Cute.” Winter glared at the SandWing, but Qibli continued without pause, “You probably could do it without hurting her. I know they feel pleasure—I learned that from my pet deer, Whitetail, I'll show you her sometime—so you can try licking her to see if she’s receptive? Dragon females like that a lot too, I hear.”\n\n“You have a pet deer?” Winter asked, unsure if he understood him right. “Didn’t you say keeping pets at the mountain was stupid?”\n\n“Wellll, if she was at the mountain you’d know about her, wouldn’t you?” Qibli said, rolling his eyes. He then looked in a random direction and sighed wistfully. “Poor thing’s all cooped up in a cave where she’s safe, but I visit her every night to make sure she’s fed and cared for. She loves it when I lick her forehead, adorable thing. And I think she’s due any day now. Found her pregnant. Mammals get pretty swollen with young, it’s oddly hot.”\n\n“You’re weird, have I told you that before?”\n\n“Constantly,” Qibli said with a boyish grin, before sniffing the air. “We’re close, keep it down, alright?”\n\nWinter nodded, and they kept stalking forward, posture tense and alert for any sign of their prey—and in Winter’s case, temporary mate. Eventually, they found something. But it wasn’t what he had been hoping for. It was a doe, but by its side was an adorable fawn, barely reaching up to its mother’s barrel. They’d have to look for one that was alone and—\n\n“Perfect.” \n\nThe growled whisper stumped him. “Uh, how is this perfect? We have to find another one.”\n\n“Why would we do that? I can take the mother, you can have the fawn. They’re much tighter, it’ll be great.”\n\n“I can’t mate a [i]fawn[/i],” he hissed. The doe’s leftmost ear, the side they were watching from, flicked. Winter went deathly quiet. A heartbeat passed before she went back to grazing, dismissing the noise as nothing. More quietly, he said, “It’s a baby. Don’t you have any standards?”\n\nQibli shrugged his wings. “It’s just prey. Not like it’s a dragon hatchling or anything, now that would be [i]terrible[/i]. This fawn will probably get eaten anyways. Most do. Only my adorable doe, Whitetail, has any value, because she’s [i]mine[/i]. Who knows? Maybe if you’re gentle she’ll enjoy it.”\n\nHe stared at the little fawn as it began to nurse its mother, suckling away in that strange way baby mammals did, its short tail swishing happily and revealing a lack of obvious dangly bits. It was difficult to tell if it was even a she. But something told him it was. \n\nWinter swallowed thickly. “Have you mated with fawns before?”\n\n“Oh, yeah. Twice. You wouldn’t believe how tight they are! Had to slurp her slit to get her slick enough, and even then she kept squeezing. Couldn’t fit it all in, though. With the second, I decided to try her tailhole instead. Was even tighter at the entrance, but deeper in, [i]wow[/i]. She had a lot of room!”\n\nThe fawn’s tail suddenly hiked up, and he watched in stunned silence as it urinated. First a trickle, then a full-blown stream. He couldn’t look away from the fawn’s rear, ensnared by the golden flow. \n\nWhy was it so… appealing?\n\nQibli seemed to notice, too, as he let out a quiet laugh. “Definitely female! See how her folds split as she pees? Mhm, kinda hot. Sometimes they even pee during sex, it’s very warm!”\n\n“You’re crazy.” There wasn’t much heat behind Winter’s words anymore. He was too busy staring at the peeing fawn, eyes locked on those tiny folds parting for the golden stream. Seeing himself slip into that tight hole wasn’t too difficult to imagine. It would be so easy. No one would have to know. \n\n“Are you suuuure I’m crazy?“ Qibli was grinning in that annoying way that meant he knew he was convinced. “I’ll get the mother and silence her quickly. You can catch the fawn alive.”\n\n“Y-yes.”\n\nA few seconds of quiet communication later had them ready to pounce on the mother and her little fawn. Winter couldn’t believe he’d agreed to this. It felt so dirty what they were about to do, wrong in every way. But Qibli’s excitement was contagious, and when Qibli lunged, he followed his example without hesitation. \n\nThe deer never saw them coming.\n\nThe mother fell first. She had time for a moment’s panicked bleat before being silenced by Qibli’s jaws. It was trivial. The fawn proved no different. If anything, she was even easier, the young thing too immature to put up any fight, and too distracted urinating. He landed on her back and easily pinned her with his forepaws alone, not bothering to use his jaws on such diminutive prey. She emitted a high-pitched squeak as he held her face down into the grass, squeaks that quickly escalated into whines that made his heart lurch. Urine sprayed onto the ground as she panicked, before sputtering to a stop moments later as the well ran dry. \n\n“Nice job, Winter!” Qibli praised, walking his way with blood oozing down his chin. He leaned over the struggling fawn. “Hey, you should flip her over onto her back. She’ll go completely motionless!”\n\nWinter rolled her over as Qibli asked, bringing him face-to-face with the wide-eyed baby deer, the cute white spots speckling her brown fur coat betraying just how young she was. He removed one of his paws to allow her some movement but kept the other firmly planted on her chest. Her struggles ceased immediately and she stared up at her captors, shaking like a leaf.\n\nShe was adorable, and Winter felt like the most horrible dragon in the world.\n\n“What are you waiting for?” Qibli urged, gently patting her rapidly rising and falling chest with a paw. “She’s all yours!”\n\n“All mine,” he whispered. Could he truly do this? He looked over her body, past her fuzzy, pure-white belly, and ended up staring at her immature sex, the tiny slit nestled snugly between her hind legs and mostly hidden by fur. It was just so small… surely he couldn’t fit. He’d feel less guilty killing and eating the poor thing.\n\nBut Qibli just smiled at him whenever he looked his way, encouraging him with his boisterous, confident attitude. Qibli had mated with two fawns already. Was it really so wrong if his friend had done it? After all, they did eat them. He’d have only minor qualms about eating this fawn if hungry enough, and he [i]had[/i] eaten plenty of baby seals back in the Ice Kingdom. Tender and delicious seals.\n\nHis stomach growled, loud enough that even the fawn’s ears flicked at the noise.\n\n“If you’re hungry, we can eat her and get another one?” Qibli suggested casually. “Plenty of deer in the forest. They’re not as hard to spot as they think they are.”\n\nThe thought of eating the trembling fawn filled him with an unexplainable panic. “N-no, I’m good!” he said, unsure where the feeling came from. “I’m not very hungry after that cow, just… thinking about seals.”\n\nQibli snorted. “Phew, that’s a good one. Seals, ha! You truly do miss the good food back home, Your Sealency?”\n\nWinter didn’t bother providing him with a reply. That pun was terrible, even for Qibli.\n\nGiving the fawn his full attention again, he decided to just go for it. If he didn’t, he’d never do it, and he admittedly really wanted to do it. As horrible as it made him feel, he [i]was[/i] hard,and the promise of how tight she’d be was more than enough incentive for his penis to slide out of his slit. Didn’t mean he had to make her suffer for it. The least he could do was prepare her as thoroughly as possible.\n\n[i]Can fawns even experience sexual pleasure[/i]? Winter wondered. There was only one way to find out.\n\nWinter took a deep, shaky breath as he moved between the fawn’s hind legs where her small anus and equally small vulva awaited his attention. He sniffed both holes curiously, taking in her scent to get a better feel for her health and age. As expected, she smelled perfectly healthy, and very young. \n\nHis chest tightened at the reminder of how wrong this was, but he stomped out the regret before it could manifest further by greeting her vulva with a single, exploratory lick. The fawn bleated as he licked, a high, annoying whine that had him reeling back in surprise. \n\n“Yeah, they’ll do that,” Qibli said, chuckling at Winter’s reaction. “Want me to hold her muzzle shut?”\n\n“N-no, it’s fine,” Winter stammered. “She’s just confused by the touch, I don’t want to stress her out any more than we already have.”\n\n“Whatever you say, My Prince.”\n\nWinter growled at the insufferable SandWing. Could he take anything seriously?\n\nWith one paw on her belly and the other on her hips, he leaned in and greeted her flavorful vulva with another lick, her tiny folds glistening from his brief slurp from before. This time when she made the expected cry he didn’t pull away, His tongue explored the contours of her mammalian vulva. The strange way it puffed out slightly, even at her young age, confused him greatly. Why did mammals need these weird pillowy structures? Small and stout, her feminine flesh still raised off her body, ending in a subtle point he never would have noticed without the tactile dexterity of his tongue. \n\nThe fawn stopped bleating after a few seconds, content to peer down at him across her belly. Her ears were perked, eyes wide with… curiosity? He couldn’t tell, exactly, but she seemed to have taken an interest in what he was doing. It was kind of cute.\n\nHaving indulged his own curiosity as to the shape of her vulva, Winter moved on to prodding the tightly sealed entrance to her vagina proper. Putting pressure on her slit made the folds flex, but didn’t yield just yet. The fawn bleated in that high-pitched way again, but only once. Encouraged that he wasn’t hurting her—yet—he proceeded to push harder, until his tongue popped inside with a wet [i]squelch, [/i]penetrating the fawn for the first time in her very young life. \n\nHer insides squeezed hard at the invasion, restricting further entry, but that wasn’t what had his attention, oh no. What really got him was how [i]good[/i] she tasted in here. The flavor of fresh, tender meat, saturated with interesting spices and tangy juices had his mouth watering with anticipation. For a moment, Winter was tempted to bite down and consume her juicy, tender flesh the way his instincts craved. But his penis throbbed in protest to the idea, reminding him what he was here to do in the first place.\n\n“She tastes good, doesn’t she?” As always, Qibli seemed to know what he was thinking. It was infuriating. “Why don’t you shove your tongue a little deeper. Give her a nice, deep [i]taste[/i]. Who knows: maybe she’ll even cum?”\n\nWinter wasn’t sure female animals could orgasm, let alone one so young, but Qibli’s idea and the insistent squeezing of the softly whining fawn’s insides was plenty of encouragement to try it anyway. He closed his eyes as he slurped away, working his tongue deeper into her squeezing depths as he humped the air with clumsy enthusiasm. \n\nHer heartbeat fluttered like a bird against his paw as her breathing quickened, and it didn't take long at all before her breath hitched and a powerful shudder coursed through her. The fawn’s vagina squeezed, relaxed, and squeezed again, those underdeveloped muscles of hers clamping on his tongue in rapid succession.\n\nThe fawn unleashed an ear-piercing [i]squeal[/i] as she came for the first time in her life, and Winter pulled out of her contracting sex just in time to receive a volley of fluid to the face. He reeled back at the strong scent of pee, to Qibli’s giggly delight. \n\n“Haha, you should see the look on your face!” Qibli teased Winter as he tried and failed to wipe away the scent by batting at his snout. “Yeaaah, female animals don’t control their bladders well when they cum. [i]Especially [/i]the young ones. Did I forget to tell you that?”\n\nFrustrated by Qibli’s antics, Winter decided to ignore the SandWing in favor of watching the fawn’s orgasm play out. She stayed very still despite her loud vocalizations, as though unsure how to react to the orgasmic contractions wracking her body. Her anal twitching proved the most violent, that mammalian ring puckering out and sucking in with an urgency he wasn’t sure the purpose of. The patch of fur between vulva and tailhole also proved quite active, visibly sucking in slightly as her anus clenched and her vulva throbbed.\n\n“Wow,” he whispered, transfixed by the magical moment unfolding before his very eyes. “Why is this so exciting?”\n\n“You should put it in before her orgasm stops,” Qibli said with a sly grin. “She’s not getting any wetter, and you’re not getting any softer. Those squeezes of hers will feel [i]fantastic[/i].”\n\nWinter’s cock throbbed in agreement at the suggestion. Despite his own reservations, he couldn’t deny Qibli’s logic. He was so hard it almost hurt. \n\nWith a pathetic whine, Winter grabbed the tiny fawn and pulled her to his chest in what would have been a loving hug, if not for the way he desperately positioned the squirming, bleating animal above his erection and pulled her down onto him. He tried to take things slow, attempting not to hurt the poor thing, but all of Winter’s inhibitions failed when he felt the fawn’s warm, squishy sex [i]twitch [/i]against his tip.\n\n[i]I can’t wait any longer. I have to have her. I need her!\n\n[/i]Feeling like he’d been fully corrupted by that infuriating SandWing, Winter gripped the animal tight, grit his teeth, and [i]thrust. [/i]\n\n“Oooh!” Winter moaned as he plunged into the climaxing fawn, her clenching insides yielding with an embarrassingly lewd [i]schlorp. [/i]Her tiny slit fluttered urgently around his girth as her vagina [i]squeezed[/i], protesting the invasion in the only way it could. Too bad for her that those tensing muscles felt [i]fantastic[/i], encouraging him to bury himself even deeper into the little doe’s much too small tunnel.\n\n“T-told ya she’d feel amazing.” So lost in his own delights, Winter hadn’t realized the SandWing had mounted the fawn’s mother, thrusting deep and slow into the corpse as he watched Winter with half-lidded eyes. “Stuff her tight little mammal vagina, mhm!”\n\nThe young doe clearly wasn’t enjoying herself very much anymore. Shoving her face into the dirt may have muffled her cries of discomfort, but even then she was [i]loud, [/i]her whining heart breaking as she struggled to free herself from underneath his crushing weight. He tried to be gentler—by the Three Moons, he did!—but her struggles only drove his instincts on, until he was barely pulling out with each thrust, holding himself inside her for longer and longer as her spasms became increasingly desperate, and increasingly pleasurable.\n\nHe stopped humping entirely when stars danced across his vision, and with only ten seconds having passed since Qibli’s encouragement, Winter [i]erupted[/i]. The IceWing prince could barely think as he roared his climax to the heavens, gripping his female roughly around the stomach as he unloaded all of his pent up lust deep into her untouched womb. \n\nSeconds, minutes, hours, Winter didn’t know how much time passed before his orgasm ended, only that his muscles failed him once it had, leaving him groaning in relief on top of the fawn. Holding the calm doe close, he licked the back of her neck apologetically. “Sorry I was so rough,” he whispered into her ear, knowing she wouldn’t understand, but hoping the gentle voice might soothe her. “I’ll be gentler next time.”\n\nOff to the side, Qibli started giggling. \n\n“Unless you know how to keep a corpse warm,” the SandWing began, “I don’t think there’s going to be a next time. Very cute sentiment though!”\n\nWinter felt dizzy, and when he looked, truly looked, at the fawn, he realized she wasn’t moving. Neither was she clenching anymore, for that matter, his softening penis slipping out of her terrifyingly calm insides without a fight. \n\nWinter stood up, moving away from the motionless baby deer he’d [i]raped [/i]to death. “Oh.” Her eyes, glossy and empty, were locked in a permanent state of agony, looking up at him as though in accusation. Her rump was worse. That adorable slit under her tailhole simply… didn’t exist anymore. All that remained was a gaping hole, blood oozing from the wound to join the growing pool in the dirt.\n\nNot once had he questioned how he fit in her, not once had he stopped to wonder exactly how her muscles yielded to the extreme size difference. He knew it would hurt, but he hadn’t… he hadn’t thought…\n\n“Hey,” Qibli soothed, suddenly beside Winter. His voice was softer than normal, and he carefully coiled his dangerous tail around his. It was oddly comforting. “What’s wrong?”\n\nHe looked up at him. “I’m a monster,” he whispered.\n\nQibli let out a dramatic sigh. “Look. She’s not a dragon. She’s prey, [i]meat[/i], and if you didn’t do what you did, something else would have killed her for a snack later. All you did was get some extra use out of her first. Is that so wrong?”\n\n“But I caused her so much pain. Unnecessary pain.” Winter squeezed his eyes shut and took a deep, shuddering breath. Exhaling slowly, he continued, “I don’t like eating baby animals, Qibli. I’ve eaten baby seals when I was a dragonet, because they were my size, but not since growing up. They’re cute, and innocent, and I just want to pet and cuddle and hold them. I can’t believe I mated a [i]baby[/i] to death.”\n\nThe SandWing pressed closer to him, sharing in his warmth. The proximity should have made him pull away, or at least growl a warning. Instead he did nothing. \n\n“I felt guilty after my first time too,” Qibli admitted. “It felt amazing, and awesome, and all sorts of other fantastical descriptors, but after the sex, and after my belly was full, I looked at her remains, and I… I felt bad for what I did.”\n\n“Then why’d you keep doing this?”\n\nQibli looked into his eyes. “Because it’s harmless[i]. [/i]So long as we eat them after, we’re simply… predating with extra steps. I admit, you got a [i]smidgen[/i] carried away, and maybe you could have made it more pleasant for her if you had practice, but so what? This was your first time. Accidents happen. She was waaaay smaller than you, fragile too.” Qibli grew coy. “Think of it as good practice for when you eventually try out a scavenger!”\n\nHis cheeks burned blue. “I-I’m not into them that way!” he insisted, annoyed and flustered as the annoying SandWing laughed at him. “It’s not funny! Stop laughing!”\n\n“As you wish, my Prince.”\n\nWinter shoved Qibli away from him. Not hard, but enough to disentangle their tails. Qibli’s smirk remained plastered onto his face, so smug it hurt. The worst part was that Qibli wasn’t wrong. He [i]had[/i] thought about it before, at least once or twice. Passing thoughts, nothing more. Bandit had been adorable, not [i]sexy[/i]. \n\nRight?\n\n“What now?” Winter asked, giving a sidelong glance at the mother and daughter pair. Unlike him with the fawn, Qibli had managed to keep the mother’s bits mostly intact. A white substance oozed out from her reddened folds, a clear sign of Qibli’s own completion. It was a sight that should have disgusted him, except it didn’t. It was tantalizing. \n\nFollowing his gaze, Qibli’s grin got even wider. “You can try her out if you’d like,” the SandWing said. “If you don’t mind the mess.”\n\n“I’ll… pass.”\n\n“Suit yourself,” Qibli said with a shrug of his wings. “Anyway, let’s eat. They’re not getting any fresher.”\n\nDespite already eating the cow from earlier, his stomach betrayed him by growling. \n\nQibli gave him a knowing grin, and Winter sighed in defeat. “Don’t even say it, Qibli, but yes. We can eat.”", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "A few hours after cleaning up the evidence of Qibli’s relations, Winter found himself stalking through the nearby forest with the SandWing, their bellies already full of beef despite their hunting postures. There weren’t many cows nearby, but deer were plentiful. Qibli even mentioned on the way that his first few times were with deer. Even better than a cow, or so the SandWing had claimed.

Despite himself, Winter was excited. He’d never had sex before. How could he? Being a prince meant high expectations and impeccable standards. Risking an egg, even out of season, was unacceptable. That didn’t stop him from imagining what it would feel like. Particularly fantasies about Moonwatcher. The sight of her gorgeous black tail and all those precious moments he caught a glimpse of the slit underneath would forever be burned into his mind.

How would a deer, a simple beast, match his expectations of the NightWing of his dreams? Could it? Unlikely, but if it was even a fraction as good as Qibli claimed it to be, he’d be in for a treat.

“Are you sure mating with prey is safe?” he whispered to the dragon at his side.

“Very safe.” Then he hummed. “Unless you’re worried about hurting the doe? I know you’re a big ol’ softie when it comes to animals.”

“Maybe a little,” he admitted. “I don’t want to eat or kill mine. Will it hurt her?”

“Aww, you really do care about them! Cute.” Winter glared at the SandWing, but Qibli continued without pause, “You probably could do it without hurting her. I know they feel pleasure—I learned that from my pet deer, Whitetail, I'll show you her sometime—so you can try licking her to see if she’s receptive? Dragon females like that a lot too, I hear.”

“You have a pet deer?” Winter asked, unsure if he understood him right. “Didn’t you say keeping pets at the mountain was stupid?”

“Wellll, if she was at the mountain you’d know about her, wouldn’t you?” Qibli said, rolling his eyes. He then looked in a random direction and sighed wistfully. “Poor thing’s all cooped up in a cave where she’s safe, but I visit her every night to make sure she’s fed and cared for. She loves it when I lick her forehead, adorable thing. And I think she’s due any day now. Found her pregnant. Mammals get pretty swollen with young, it’s oddly hot.”

“You’re weird, have I told you that before?”

“Constantly,” Qibli said with a boyish grin, before sniffing the air. “We’re close, keep it down, alright?”

Winter nodded, and they kept stalking forward, posture tense and alert for any sign of their prey—and in Winter’s case, temporary mate. Eventually, they found something. But it wasn’t what he had been hoping for. It was a doe, but by its side was an adorable fawn, barely reaching up to its mother’s barrel. They’d have to look for one that was alone and—

“Perfect.”

The growled whisper stumped him. “Uh, how is this perfect? We have to find another one.”

“Why would we do that? I can take the mother, you can have the fawn. They’re much tighter, it’ll be great.”

“I can’t mate a fawn,” he hissed. The doe’s leftmost ear, the side they were watching from, flicked. Winter went deathly quiet. A heartbeat passed before she went back to grazing, dismissing the noise as nothing. More quietly, he said, “It’s a baby. Don’t you have any standards?”

Qibli shrugged his wings. “It’s just prey. Not like it’s a dragon hatchling or anything, now that would be terrible. This fawn will probably get eaten anyways. Most do. Only my adorable doe, Whitetail, has any value, because she’s mine. Who knows? Maybe if you’re gentle she’ll enjoy it.”

He stared at the little fawn as it began to nurse its mother, suckling away in that strange way baby mammals did, its short tail swishing happily and revealing a lack of obvious dangly bits. It was difficult to tell if it was even a she. But something told him it was.

Winter swallowed thickly. “Have you mated with fawns before?”

“Oh, yeah. Twice. You wouldn’t believe how tight they are! Had to slurp her slit to get her slick enough, and even then she kept squeezing. Couldn’t fit it all in, though. With the second, I decided to try her tailhole instead. Was even tighter at the entrance, but deeper in, wow. She had a lot of room!”

The fawn’s tail suddenly hiked up, and he watched in stunned silence as it urinated. First a trickle, then a full-blown stream. He couldn’t look away from the fawn’s rear, ensnared by the golden flow.

Why was it so… appealing?

Qibli seemed to notice, too, as he let out a quiet laugh. “Definitely female! See how her folds split as she pees? Mhm, kinda hot. Sometimes they even pee during sex, it’s very warm!”

“You’re crazy.” There wasn’t much heat behind Winter’s words anymore. He was too busy staring at the peeing fawn, eyes locked on those tiny folds parting for the golden stream. Seeing himself slip into that tight hole wasn’t too difficult to imagine. It would be so easy. No one would have to know.

“Are you suuuure I’m crazy?“ Qibli was grinning in that annoying way that meant he knew he was convinced. “I’ll get the mother and silence her quickly. You can catch the fawn alive.”

“Y-yes.”

A few seconds of quiet communication later had them ready to pounce on the mother and her little fawn. Winter couldn’t believe he’d agreed to this. It felt so dirty what they were about to do, wrong in every way. But Qibli’s excitement was contagious, and when Qibli lunged, he followed his example without hesitation.

The deer never saw them coming.

The mother fell first. She had time for a moment’s panicked bleat before being silenced by Qibli’s jaws. It was trivial. The fawn proved no different. If anything, she was even easier, the young thing too immature to put up any fight, and too distracted urinating. He landed on her back and easily pinned her with his forepaws alone, not bothering to use his jaws on such diminutive prey. She emitted a high-pitched squeak as he held her face down into the grass, squeaks that quickly escalated into whines that made his heart lurch. Urine sprayed onto the ground as she panicked, before sputtering to a stop moments later as the well ran dry.

“Nice job, Winter!” Qibli praised, walking his way with blood oozing down his chin. He leaned over the struggling fawn. “Hey, you should flip her over onto her back. She’ll go completely motionless!”

Winter rolled her over as Qibli asked, bringing him face-to-face with the wide-eyed baby deer, the cute white spots speckling her brown fur coat betraying just how young she was. He removed one of his paws to allow her some movement but kept the other firmly planted on her chest. Her struggles ceased immediately and she stared up at her captors, shaking like a leaf.

She was adorable, and Winter felt like the most horrible dragon in the world.

“What are you waiting for?” Qibli urged, gently patting her rapidly rising and falling chest with a paw. “She’s all yours!”

“All mine,” he whispered. Could he truly do this? He looked over her body, past her fuzzy, pure-white belly, and ended up staring at her immature sex, the tiny slit nestled snugly between her hind legs and mostly hidden by fur. It was just so small… surely he couldn’t fit. He’d feel less guilty killing and eating the poor thing.

But Qibli just smiled at him whenever he looked his way, encouraging him with his boisterous,  confident attitude. Qibli had mated with two fawns already. Was it really so wrong if his friend had done it? After all, they did eat them. He’d have only minor qualms about eating this fawn if hungry enough, and he had eaten plenty of baby seals back in the Ice Kingdom. Tender and delicious seals.

His stomach growled, loud enough that even the fawn’s ears flicked at the noise.

“If you’re hungry, we can eat her and get another one?” Qibli suggested casually. “Plenty of deer in the forest. They’re not as hard to spot as they think they are.”

The thought of eating the trembling fawn filled him with an unexplainable panic. “N-no, I’m good!” he said, unsure where the feeling came from. “I’m not very hungry after that cow, just… thinking about seals.”

Qibli snorted. “Phew, that’s a good one. Seals, ha! You truly do miss the good food back home, Your Sealency?”

Winter didn’t bother providing him with a reply. That pun was terrible, even for Qibli.

Giving the fawn his full attention again, he decided to just go for it. If he didn’t, he’d never do it, and he admittedly really wanted to do it. As horrible as it made him feel, he was hard,and  the promise of how tight she’d be was more than enough incentive for his penis to slide out of his slit. Didn’t mean he had to make her suffer for it. The least he could do was prepare her as thoroughly as possible.

Can fawns even experience sexual pleasure? Winter wondered. There was only one way to find out.

Winter took a deep, shaky breath as he moved between the fawn’s hind legs where her small anus and equally small vulva awaited his attention. He sniffed both holes curiously, taking in her scent to get a better feel for her health and age. As expected, she smelled perfectly healthy, and very young.

His chest tightened at the reminder of how wrong this was, but he stomped out the regret before it could manifest further by greeting her vulva with a single, exploratory lick. The fawn bleated as he licked, a high, annoying whine that had him reeling back in surprise.

“Yeah, they’ll do that,” Qibli said, chuckling at Winter’s reaction. “Want me to hold her muzzle shut?”

“N-no, it’s fine,” Winter stammered. “She’s just confused by the touch, I don’t want to stress her out any more than we already have.”

“Whatever you say, My Prince.”

Winter growled at the insufferable SandWing. Could he take anything seriously?

With one paw on her belly and the other on her hips, he leaned in and greeted her flavorful vulva with another lick, her tiny folds glistening from his brief slurp from before. This time when she made the expected cry he didn’t pull away, His tongue explored the contours of her mammalian vulva. The strange way it puffed out slightly, even at her young age, confused him greatly. Why did mammals need these weird pillowy structures? Small and stout, her feminine flesh still raised off her body, ending in a subtle point he never would have noticed without the tactile dexterity of his tongue.

The fawn stopped bleating after a few seconds, content to peer down at him across her belly. Her ears were perked, eyes wide with… curiosity? He couldn’t tell, exactly, but she seemed to have taken an interest in what he was doing. It was kind of cute.

Having indulged his own curiosity as to the shape of her vulva, Winter moved on to prodding the tightly sealed entrance to her vagina proper. Putting pressure on her slit made the folds flex, but didn’t yield just yet. The fawn bleated in that high-pitched way again, but only once. Encouraged that he wasn’t hurting her—yet—he proceeded to push harder, until his tongue popped inside with a wet squelch, penetrating the fawn for the first time in her very young life.

Her insides squeezed hard at the invasion, restricting further entry, but that wasn’t what had his attention, oh no. What really got him was how good she tasted in here. The flavor of fresh, tender meat, saturated with interesting spices and tangy juices had his mouth watering with anticipation. For a moment, Winter was tempted to bite down and consume her juicy, tender flesh the way his instincts craved. But his penis throbbed in protest to the idea, reminding him what he was here to do in the first place.

“She tastes good, doesn’t she?” As always, Qibli seemed to know what he was thinking. It was infuriating. “Why don’t you shove your tongue a little deeper. Give her a nice, deep taste. Who knows: maybe she’ll even cum?”

Winter wasn’t sure female animals could orgasm, let alone one so young, but Qibli’s idea and the insistent squeezing of the softly whining fawn’s insides was plenty of encouragement to try it anyway. He closed his eyes as he slurped away, working his tongue deeper into her squeezing depths as he humped the air with clumsy enthusiasm.

Her heartbeat fluttered like a bird against his paw as her breathing quickened, and it didn't take long at all before her breath hitched and a powerful shudder coursed through her. The fawn’s vagina squeezed, relaxed, and squeezed again, those underdeveloped muscles of hers clamping on his tongue in rapid succession.

The fawn unleashed an ear-piercing squeal as she came for the first time in her life, and Winter pulled out of her contracting sex just in time to receive a volley of fluid to the face. He reeled back at the strong scent of pee, to Qibli’s giggly delight.

“Haha, you should see the look on your face!” Qibli teased Winter as he tried and failed to wipe away the scent by batting at his snout. “Yeaaah, female animals don’t control their bladders well when they cum. Especially the young ones. Did I forget to tell you that?”

Frustrated by Qibli’s antics, Winter decided to ignore the SandWing in favor of watching the fawn’s orgasm play out. She stayed very still despite her loud vocalizations, as though unsure how to react to the orgasmic contractions wracking her body. Her anal twitching proved the most violent, that mammalian ring puckering out and sucking in with an urgency he wasn’t sure the purpose of. The patch of fur between vulva and tailhole also proved quite active, visibly sucking in slightly as her anus clenched and her vulva throbbed.

“Wow,” he whispered, transfixed by the magical moment unfolding before his very eyes. “Why is this so exciting?”

“You should put it in before her orgasm stops,” Qibli said with a sly grin. “She’s not getting any wetter, and you’re not getting any softer. Those squeezes of hers will feel fantastic.”

Winter’s cock throbbed in agreement at the suggestion. Despite his own reservations, he couldn’t deny Qibli’s logic. He was so hard it almost hurt.

With a pathetic whine, Winter grabbed the tiny fawn and pulled her to his chest in what would have been a loving hug, if not for the way he desperately positioned the squirming, bleating animal above his erection and pulled her down onto him. He tried to take things slow, attempting not to hurt the poor thing, but all of Winter’s inhibitions failed when he felt the fawn’s warm, squishy sex twitch against his tip.

I can’t wait any longer. I have to have her. I need her!

Feeling like he’d been fully corrupted by that infuriating SandWing, Winter gripped the animal tight, grit his teeth, and thrust.

“Oooh!” Winter moaned as he plunged into the climaxing fawn, her clenching insides yielding with an embarrassingly lewd schlorp. Her tiny slit fluttered urgently around his girth as her vagina squeezed, protesting the invasion in the only way it could. Too bad for her that those tensing muscles felt fantastic, encouraging him to bury himself even deeper into the little doe’s much too small tunnel.

“T-told ya she’d feel amazing.” So lost in his own delights, Winter hadn’t realized the SandWing had mounted the fawn’s mother, thrusting deep and slow into the corpse as he watched Winter with half-lidded eyes. “Stuff her tight little mammal vagina, mhm!”

The young doe clearly wasn’t enjoying herself very much anymore. Shoving her face into the dirt may have muffled her cries of discomfort, but even then she was loud, her whining heart breaking as she struggled to free herself from underneath his crushing weight. He tried to be gentler—by the Three Moons, he did!—but her struggles only drove his instincts on, until he was barely pulling out with each thrust, holding himself inside her for longer and longer as her spasms became increasingly desperate, and increasingly pleasurable.

He stopped humping entirely when stars danced across his vision, and with only ten seconds having passed since Qibli’s encouragement, Winter erupted. The IceWing prince could barely think as he roared his climax to the heavens, gripping his female roughly around the stomach as he unloaded all of his pent up lust deep into her untouched womb.

Seconds, minutes, hours, Winter didn’t know how much time passed before his orgasm ended, only that his muscles failed him once it had, leaving him groaning in relief on top of the fawn. Holding the calm doe close, he licked the back of her neck apologetically. “Sorry I was so rough,” he whispered into her ear, knowing she wouldn’t understand, but hoping the gentle voice might soothe her. “I’ll be gentler next time.”

Off to the side, Qibli started giggling.

“Unless you know how to keep a corpse warm,” the SandWing began, “I don’t think there’s going to be a next time. Very cute sentiment though!”

Winter felt dizzy, and when he looked, truly looked, at the fawn, he realized she wasn’t moving. Neither was she clenching anymore, for that matter, his softening penis slipping out of her terrifyingly calm insides without a fight.

Winter stood up, moving away from the motionless baby deer he’d raped to death. “Oh.” Her eyes, glossy and empty, were locked in a permanent state of agony, looking up at him as though in accusation. Her rump was worse. That adorable slit under her tailhole simply… didn’t exist anymore. All that remained was a gaping hole, blood oozing from the wound to join the growing pool in the dirt.

Not once had he questioned how he fit in her, not once had he stopped to wonder exactly how her muscles yielded to the extreme size difference. He knew it would hurt, but he hadn’t… he hadn’t thought…

“Hey,” Qibli soothed, suddenly beside Winter. His voice was softer than normal, and he carefully coiled his dangerous tail around his. It was oddly comforting. “What’s wrong?”

He looked up at him. “I’m a monster,” he whispered.

Qibli let out a dramatic sigh. “Look. She’s not a dragon. She’s prey, meat, and if you didn’t do what you did, something else would have killed her for a snack later. All you did was get some extra use out of her first. Is that so wrong?”

“But I caused her so much pain. Unnecessary pain.” Winter squeezed his eyes shut and took a deep, shuddering breath. Exhaling slowly, he continued, “I don’t like eating baby animals, Qibli. I’ve eaten baby seals when I was a dragonet, because they were my size, but not since growing up. They’re cute, and innocent, and I just want to pet and cuddle and hold them. I can’t believe I mated a baby to death.”

The SandWing pressed closer to him, sharing in his warmth. The proximity should have made him pull away, or at least growl a warning. Instead he did nothing.

“I felt guilty after my first time too,” Qibli admitted. “It felt amazing, and awesome, and all sorts of other fantastical descriptors, but after the sex, and after my belly was full, I looked at her remains, and I… I felt bad for what I did.”

“Then why’d you keep doing this?”

Qibli looked into his eyes. “Because it’s harmless. So long as we eat them after, we’re simply… predating with extra steps. I admit, you got a smidgen carried away, and maybe you could have made it more pleasant for her if you had practice, but so what? This was your first time. Accidents happen. She was waaaay smaller than you, fragile too.” Qibli grew coy. “Think of it as good practice for when you eventually try out a scavenger!”

His cheeks burned blue. “I-I’m not into them that way!” he insisted, annoyed and flustered as the annoying SandWing laughed at him. “It’s not funny! Stop laughing!”

“As you wish, my Prince.”

Winter shoved Qibli away from him. Not hard, but enough to disentangle their tails. Qibli’s smirk remained plastered onto his face, so smug it hurt. The worst part was that Qibli wasn’t wrong. He had thought about it before, at least once or twice. Passing thoughts, nothing more. Bandit had been adorable, not sexy.

Right?

“What now?” Winter asked, giving a sidelong glance at the mother and daughter pair. Unlike him with the fawn, Qibli had managed to keep the mother’s bits mostly intact. A white substance oozed out from her reddened folds, a clear sign of Qibli’s own completion. It was a sight that should have disgusted him, except it didn’t. It was tantalizing.

Following his gaze, Qibli’s grin got even wider. “You can try her out if you’d like,” the SandWing said. “If you don’t mind the mess.”

“I’ll… pass.”

“Suit yourself,” Qibli said with a shrug of his wings. “Anyway, let’s eat. They’re not getting any fresher.”

Despite already eating the cow from earlier, his stomach betrayed him by growling.

Qibli gave him a knowing grin, and Winter sighed in defeat. “Don’t even say it, Qibli, but yes. We can eat.”", "pools_count": 1, "title": "Winter's Relief", "deleted": "f", "public": "t", "mimetype": "text/rtf", "pagecount": "1", "rating_id": "2", "rating_name": "Adult", "ratings": [ { "content_tag_id": "4", "name": "Sexual Themes", "description": "Erotic imagery, sexual activity or arousal", "rating_id": "2" }, { "content_tag_id": "5", "name": "Strong Violence", "description": "Strong violence, blood, serious injury or death", "rating_id": "2" } ], "submission_type_id": "12", "type_name": "Writing - Document", "guest_block": "t", "friends_only": "f", "comments_count": "5", "views": "1125" }