A few days after losing his virginity to prey, the SandWing, Qibli, was back in the forest, the promise of another easy, consequence-free mating too tempting to pass up. He was stalking a particularly plump doe from the bushes, the animal much fatter than the previous one had been, belly heavy and round. He wasn’t sure why she was so engorged, but she didn’t seem sick, and the extra meat couldn’t hurt.

Finding an opportunity, Qibli tensed, tail swishing and wings tucked in as he prepared to pounce on the oblivious doe. Then he leapt from his hidden spot, landing on the animal with a heavy thud as he pinned her with ease. 

The doe cried out, a loud, desperate sound that quickened his heartbeat and heightened his hunting instincts. With his teeth at her throat, it would only take a moment to end those panicked bleats. But no. He had another, greater use for her than another meal to fill his belly.

Qibli didn't immediately mate with the doe, however. Instead, he forced the doe onto her back, a powerful forepaw on her chest holding her down as he migrated between her hind legs to examine her backside.

He was fascinated by her plump mammalian slit, just like before, but this time his curiosity had a more practical purpose. Female dragons experienced pleasure, obviously, and could even orgasm like a male. The last doe hadn't enjoyed herself very much, and definitely hadn't climaxed. He wanted to find out if female deer even could orgasm like a dragon. 

Female dragons liked having their slit licked, so Qibli decided to start there. He pressed his muzzle against the doe’s backside and licked from the base of her tail to the tip of her slit. Anus, vulva, and everything between. The doe ceased her struggles as the bold lick played its course, watching him with wide, nervous eyes. Taking that as a good sign, Qibli kept up the assault, slathering her supple mound in copious amounts of dragon saliva. Soon he was slurping at her unusual bits like it was the most delicious treat in the world. In a way, it kinda was. Tangy, wet, softer than anything he’d eaten before. It was quite fun.

The doe relaxed in his grip as she continued to be pleasured. So he released his hold on her. It was a risk, sure, but he wanted to see if she liked this, and what better way than giving her the choice to leave?

The doe didn’t escape. Her breathing was heavy as he continued to slather her sex in licks and slurps, but he wasn’t content with just the opening, and so plunged his forked tongue into the doe’s squishy tunnel, really giving her something to bleat about. And, Three Moons, did she bleat! The moment he entered, the cute animal was pushing herself back against his tongue, as though trying to shove him deeper, her head thrown back into the grass as her little white tail attacked his chin. 

Eventually, his efforts paid off as the doe bleated loudly and her insides clamped down on his tongue, squeezing tight. She didn’t hold him for long, as contractions soon exploded around his tongue, feeling very much like the panicked muscle spasms of the other doe around his penis. But these weren't the sporadic responses of a doe in pain, oh no;  these contractions were the rhythmic, urgent flutters of a doe experiencing bliss.

He adored knowing that she was enjoying herself. It was honestly more fun than killing the last one, if only slightly. 

He pulled his tongue out while she orgasmed to get a better look. Her anus was going nuts, twitching in glorious rhythm with her slit's own throbbing. That was kinda cool, he didn’t know that was a thing. The place between her slit and anus was contracting as well, though more weakly. He touched it with a claw, feeling the tense muscles squeeze and relax. He wondered if his muscles did that during orgasm too. 

As the doe came down from her peak, Qibli stroked her belly, and whispered gentle things to her, kinda like what Winter did to his Scavenger pet before it ran off. Though that didn’t stop the doe from jerking to her feet the moment she realized she could, albeit clumsily, and taking a few steps back to stare at him, eyes wide and cautious. 

He immediately got down onto his back, revealing his belly to the wide-eyed doe, showing her he meant no harm in the only way she understood. This also put his prominent erection on full display. The doe was just an animal, but she still approached, seemingly understanding his gesture. The trust he was putting into her.

After all, he had decided he wouldn’t be killing this doe. She was going to be a test to see if animals could consent to this sort of thing. If the test failed, well, that would be unfortunate. 

The doe's ears twitched curiously as she approached him, sniffing the air. To his surprise, she went straight for his penis and without hesitation licked it. He held back a groan as her soft, warm tongue slid across his aching length, leaving him slick with her saliva. She stepped forward as she licked, again and again, growing more enthusiastic with every slurp. 

“G-good girl!" Qibli praised, huffing as he curled his claws and spread his wings. "Very good girl!”

The doe’s ears flicked at his words, but she otherwise ignored them, continuing to sample his penis like it was a tasty treat. He wouldn’t last long if she kept it up. This would be unfortunate, because he still wanted to mate with her, and he didn’t think she’d appreciate him ejaculating onto her face. 

Qibli sat up straight and slowly reached toward the doe as she was distracted. Being only a third his size, he easily wrapped his forelegs around her and pulled her up, taking her mouth away from his penis. The loss of her pleasant tongue was unfortunate, but he had something better in mind.

The poor thing was shaking now, eyes wide and ears flat. She probably thought he meant to eat her. But he simply placed her into his lap, sandwiched between his penis and belly. His length extended between her legs, all the way to her large belly. Was it his imagination, or did her belly… move?

Something clicked, and he groaned at how stupid he was. “Right, mammals give birth to live hatchlings. There’s baby deer in you, huh girl?” The doe’s ears weren’t lowered anymore, but she still seemed nervous, so Qibli rubbed her belly some more, and this time he could feel the fawns inside kicking. It was oddly arousing. 

Too hard to wait, Qibli gripped her sides and moved her butt around until he felt a flash of slick heat. Immediately, he thrust up, spearing himself into her hot, clenching tunnel and making them both cry out at the sensation. But instead of using her to get off, as he so desperately craved, Qibli held still, allowing the incredibly tight deer to get accustomed to his length. Her insides spasmed randomly for the first few seconds, similar to his first doe, but soon she relaxed, and even pushed her hips back slightly, as if impatient for him to start.

“As you insist,” he cooed, and gave his most recent lover a loving lick across the top of her head. She tasted delicious.

Qibli was gentler than before, but he still humped her with powerful, eager thrusts, pushing himself deep into her squishy tunnel before pulling out and shoving right back into those heated depths. Squishy, wet, and tight, which was clear in how loud having sex with her was. 

He held the doe close to his chest as he mated with her. She was struggling again, but he just held on and pounded her even rougher. Her pleasure had stopped being important somewhere down the line. All he cared about was moving in and out of that wet, squeezing channel, and then ejaculating as deeply as he could. 

Her walls clenched taut and she bleated--be it pain, pleasure, or both, he didn’t know, nor care--but then her muscles relaxed inexplicably before squeezing just as hard as before, again and again, rhythmically massaging his penis in ways he hadn’t experienced with the other deer. The strange reaction startled him, but it felt so good that he kept going, pounding into the deer’s rapidly twitching sex as his climax threatened to spill over.

In the back of his mind, he wondered if she was cumming. Had that initial intimacy really helped?

Stars danced across his vision as the pleasure rushed forth, tipping over the edge and bringing him with it. He threw his head up and roared in triumph as he pumped the pregnant doe full of his fertile seed. He held her close to his chest, reeling from each and every mind-blowing squirt. He absently wondered where his cum would end up. Would it fill her womb, perhaps even soak the unborn fawn?

That bizarre thought sent a pleasant shiver through him, and thinking about squirting over her fawn sent him jerking forward, attempting to shove his already slit-deep penis even further into her clenching tunnel. She cried out at the sudden rough handling, but he didn’t care, lost in his newly-discovered fantasy as he claimed his mate. Claimed her.

Qibli remained slumped over the doe once his orgasm ended, sighing happily as his penis softened to the point it slipped out of her. He licked behind the squirming doe’s ears in thanks, purring his contentment at being given such a wonderful time. She stopped struggling at the impromptu bath, and even leaned back into his tongue, allowing him better access to her forehead. He gladly accepted the trusting gesture and continued to greet her head with loving licks, chuckling softly at the soft bleats coming from the relaxed female.

“I’m keeping you,” Qibli decided between licks. “If Winter's allowed a scavenger, I’m allowed a deer.” Holding her close, his paws strayed down to her heavily pregnant belly, gently petting it as his doe further relaxed into his embrace, submitting fully to the cuddle. He grinned as he felt a kick, then another. Twins? If so, perhaps he could give one of the fawns to Winter as a present. The IceWing prince may have been stuck up at times, but he loved animals, and he’d been annoyingly moody ever since losing his scavenger. A cute baby deer was just the sort of thing to cheer him up.

Only when the deer was asleep did Qibli detach himself from her. He was more entangled than he thought, however; sometime during their cuddling, he’d wrapped his tail around her possessively, venomous tip dangerously close to her rump. His wings, too. She stirred as he shuffled away, but thankfully didn’t wake up--the poor thing was probably exhausted. All the better, because having her dart away would be unfortunate; he wasn’t sure he could keep his instincts in check if she did that. He was pretty hungry, after all.

If she was to be Qibli’s pet, she had to have a name. He looked her over, considering a name to compliment her pretty brown fur, only for his mind to stall as he witnessed the results of the rough mating session. Her vulva was deeply swollen around the edges, red and inflamed. His seed oozed out in a steady flow, pooling onto the grass under her butt. 

Qibli’s heart fell at the sight, guilt filling him. He wasn’t exactly sure how mammal genitals were meant to look after sex, but it definitely wasn’t like that. “Sorry, girl.” He leaned down to give her folds an apologetic lick, uncaring that he was slurping up his own ejaculate. He’d sucked himself off before; it came with the territory. “I’ll be more gentle next time, promise.”

Her little white tail swished adorably as he soothed her aches and pains. “Whitetail,” he declared, smiling down at the snoozing doe. “Your name is Whitetail.” It may have been unoriginal, but he didn’t care. How many dragons had pet deer? Very few, he imagined. And even fewer dragons put their penis in them. 

I can’t wait to show Whitetail off to Winter, he thought as he licked the snoozing doe clean, He’s going to be so jealous!  He giggled to himself, imagining the look on the animal-lover’s face. Maybe he could even show Winter how to have as much fun with animals as he does?

After all, animals could be female too.