Tavias Story

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Chapter 1
The other side of the rural street that Tavias small cottage was located on
was like a blank canvas. The plum-hued husky gazed with an almost mirthful
grin over her velvety lips as she imagined, silently, that it really was a blank
canvas. The heavy snow had brought visibility down to less than twenty feet at
her very out of the way home. It was not expected to let up any time soon, and it
had already been coming down for hours. Tavia moved back to the den, and
turned on the attic intake, drawing warm air into the attic again, to melt the snow
on the roof, so it did not become too heavy and collapse it. She returned to her
window, and watched it snow.
Tavia appeared as a fairly typical husky-girl, an immigrant. While she
seemed average in most ways to other Russian husky femmes, she differed in
that her fur was a deep, rich amethyst color where normally the rusty red tones
would be found. Her white-furred regions of common husky pattern were still
ivory, so she was still easily recognizable for her common breed, even if her
darker markings were slightly unusual. Tavia looked to be in her early twenties,
and had a slightly athletic build, paw-full breasts, and a little padding on the hips
and tummy to show a relaxed, but healthy lifestyle. She had clever, sharp
looking green eyes, and an expressive, if not flamboyantly floofy curled husky
tail. Her thick fur made her appear a little curvier than perhaps she really was,
something she was careful, through grooming, to accentuate.
As she had come from northern Russia, she was not exactly shocked to
see snow. Shed been through worse storms than this one. She had plenty of
food, bottles of water, kerosene heater, a gallon of vodka (sitting in the snow on
the back porch), and a foot high stack of car enthusiast magazines and several
issues of MUTT, an underground porn magazine. She knew the drill and was
quite well prepared. What had her glued to the window was not the fact that she
could see snow (which she had grown up with). It was what she could not see
that had her so enthralled.
Across the street was her neighbors house. It was the only other house
on this road, and well off the highway. Her neighbor was Geri, a tall, russetcolored reindeer who had slapped his neat little yuppie ranch house directly
across from Tavias well established, cultured farm house, completely ruining her
view of the mountains. Now, when she sat on her front porch at sunset to watch
the great orange ball sink below the jagged Rocky Mountain horizon, she got to

watch Geris ass bobbing up and down as he hopped pointlessly around trying to
wash the roof of his brand new, gas guzzling SUV. Her peaceful, perfect, lonely
part of the universe was violated.
So, to say the least, Tavia did not appreciate Geri. The reindeer neighbor
had tried to visit with her a few times, perhaps assuming that she wanted
company because she lived so far away from town. No company had been the
reason she lived that far from town! It finally came down to her being very stern,
if not abrasive with Geri. She felt she had done enough to give him the point
over and over again that she did not want company, so, the previous spring,
when he had come over to borrow cord for his little electric weed eater, she fired
a warning shot from her shotgun off her front porch. Fortunately, antlers shed
and grow back, so no permanent damage was done. Still, he looked pretty
shocked as he picked up the fragments of all six points of it from her front yard.
He did not try to visit her after that.
Still, there his house was, every day, across the street, reindeer coming
home at exactly the same time every day, leaving the same time, every day. The
Russian husky was sick of seeing him, which was why seeing nothing but blank
whiteness from heavily blowing snow was such a treat. It was like Geri just
wasnt there! The violet-furred canine padded into the kitchen for a brief
moment, and returned with a wide, steamy cup of hot cocoa, to help her relax as
she watched it snow, resting her chin on her palm, wagging her tail lazily. She
hummed softly the tune to Let it Snow and manage to get the notes for Winter
Wonderland and White Christmas mixed in somehow too. The only other
sound was the fire in the fireplace occasionally popping and crackling. It was
total, silent, happy, lonely bliss!
Alas, it was not to last.
As Tavia sat there enjoying the snow, the chocolate grainy residue of her
instant hot cocoa mix at the bottom of a cold empty cup, she began to slightly
doze. The kind of drifting sleep where you dont sleep long, but just enough that
you remember what it was like to be a child, and not have a care in the world.
There she sat with her legs crossed, dressed in back lace bra and contrasting
white cotton panties, a creature of comfort in her peaceful and undisturbed place.
A soft smile rested on her lips as memories past fluttered through her dreaming
mind. Her scattered dreams took her to places from long ago, back to Russia,
dinner with family, cold nights in lovers arms, the first time shed ever been drunk
and set fire to the lawn. All of these things were warm memories, and the sorts
of things that she would have enjoyed reliving through the night in her peaceful
slumber. She was startled from her well-enjoyed dream by a very loud and
insistent knock on her heavy, oak door.
If that is not being Saint Nick, it must be stranded motorist. Tavia
grumbled softly in a still pristine Russian accent, rubbing her eyes as she

stumbled toward the door. There was another knock, just as loud, pounding
rather furiously. It was cold after all, so she could perhaps forgive the less
weathered Americans. Still, hospitality is given, not demanded so she took her
time and threw on a more proper garment, a thick green sweater with
emblazoned orange letters spelling out BARK on the front. It was an oversized
sweater which hung past her thighs so she did not see a need to make them wait
for her to find matching pants. This would do for letting a freezing motorist in to
use the phone.
Tavia opened the door, and looked outside. On the porch, rubbing his
arms for warmth, teeth chattering, knees clunking together, stood a red-furred
reindeer, wearing khaki shorts and a sky-blue polo shirt. His build was medium,
as typical a build as a deer could have, as far as Tavia was concerned. He
looked well groomed, and very hygienic, at the very least, regardless of her
misgivings about the cervine. He was a yuppie, exuding that neat and organized
smug perfection the husky despised. Appearance was obviously a mainstay for
him. His fuzzy, coarse fur was standing on end as the bitter wind chewed
through to the bone, even in the shelter of her covered front porch. It faced west,
which left him right in the path of the north wind as it swept along the front of her
home. His hazel eyes squinted hard from the cold, and he waved innocently to
her, grinning through his chattering teeth, and wriggling his likely numb fingers.
Tavias eyes narrowed. She stepped back very slowly as she swung the door
shut like the setting of the summer sun. She listened in silent delight to the soft
click of the door latching. She heard his muffled voice from outside.
Aw come on!! he cried. I need help! I need somewhere to stay! Its an
emergency! he cried. Tavia flattened her ears, and turned toward the door. He
had to be joking. He lived across the street. Even with the snow as hard as it
was, he could find his way there! Why did he leave his house in the first place?
Tavia opened the door again, just as slowly, eyes still in hateful slits, with her
ears folded back against her head.
Geri can be staying in his own house. Why does he need to come here?
Are you forgetting where you are living? she growled, bristling and pointing into
the white nothingness, toward Geris house. Geri turned around and put his
hand on his head.
Holy hell, you cant even see it! he cried.
Is snow. Get used to it. Tavia huffed.
Well, yeah, but thats why you cant tell why Im over here. Geri said
hastily, holding out his hands as if pleading, My roof, like My entire fucking
house just collapsed! he cried, visibly shaken to a point that Tavia was not given
to rejecting his claim. At least, she believed him enough not to feel a necessity to
walk through the storm to go check for her self.

The lady husky at least had the self control to strangle her laughter in her
throat, despite how much it delighted her secretly. She knew, at least morally,
she should not laugh at something so serious. It would be unlucky. The femme
husky covered her muzzle to hide any chance that she might be smiling.
How did you get out? she asked softly, trying to focus on a different
image than the thought of that deers house flattened with four feet of snow on it.
I was in the garage, putting chains on my tires. Geri said, shaking his
head. I lost power when it happened too. I guess thats a good thing, since I
know at least my house wont catch fire. He noted, obviously trying to calm his
own nerves.
It is shame. Tavia said, nodding, and then tacked on, rather crisply, The
house falling, I am meaning. She then looked back into her nice, warm, quiet
house. The lady gritted her teeth tightly, thinking. Could she really just leave him
out on the porch? She could get him some blankets and a coat, and maybe let
him sit on the porch in front of the kerosene heater. It would be better than the
clothes he was wearing, and no heat. No, even to Geri she could not force
herself to be so uncaring. The lady canine sighed, and opened the door wider,
ears splayed and head hung low. Compassion had won out. Like a round from
her trusty shotgun, the buck was inside her den, firmly planted in front of her
happy, crackling fireplace.
Oh thank you, thank you, thank you! he cried, rubbing his hands together
and leaning toward the fire. His fur warmed and Tavia instantly noticed his scent
flood her house. It wasnt a bad smell; it just wasnt a Tavia smell. It was a
musky deer scent. She shook her head softly hoping it would not stick to the
drapes.
This is not meaning we are friends. Tavia barked softly, putting her
hands on her hips, tail low behind her. It is just bad manners to be letting you
freeze to death on front porch. Mail is not being delivered with corpse in front of
door. She growled, feeling that this at least clarified that while the buck warmed
up, her opinion of him had not.
Geeze said Geri softly, looking innocently over his shoulder again.
You are almost as cold as this storm. This drew a curt nod from the immigrant
husky.
You are not to be forgetting that. she said softly. If you are not honoring
my home, most of you will have to leave. She warned. She delighted, silently,
as she saw the hair along his neck rise a bit. She knew he was remembering the
antler.

Gotcha, lady. he said confidently. You will hardly notice I am here.

Yep! I will be like a fly on the wall. Like a condom at the bottom of a ball pit!
You wont notice me! Tavia splayed her ears again, looking at the deer
skeptically, and then turned and left him in her den.
And so, about an hour went by as Tavia worked about the house, putting
things away and just trying to give the impression, though perhaps
subconsciously, that she was fastidious. Geri watched her from the thick, shaggy
faux-fur rug in front of the fire, but, true to his word, didnt try to bother her.
Eventually though, her working around the house, with him just sitting there,
sometimes even lounging on his tummy in front of her nice warm fire, ultimately
began to seriously chap the huskys ass.
Tavia is noticing already. she stated, flicking her tail from side to side.
Her house smells like Geri now. she grumbled with a huff.
Youre saying I stink? Geri asked, getting up only to plop down on the
couch. I wasnt working that hard, you know. I had just started putting the chain
on when my house fell in. I cant even get back inside, both doors are blocked.
He explained hastily, as if suddenly fearing he was about to be asked to leave.
You smell like deer. Tavia said matter-of-factly.
Youre kidding. Geri said, as he eyed Tavia with his hands clasped
behind his head, making himself right at home on her couch. Like your shower
doesnt smell like wet dog. he scoffed, instantly making Tavia bristle.
You should not be testing my compassion, Geri. I am already tiring of
you! she barked. At that very moment the power went out with a dull trailing
hum of the fan for the central heating spinning to a pitiful stop. Tavia gasped as
realization settled in over her tired mind.
Its alright, dont be afraid, Geri laughed. Its just a power out- the deer
stopped short as Tavia turned on a flashlight shed been keeping by the recliner.
The flashlight was pointed at Geris face since she did not exactly trust the buck
in the dark with her. As the light splashed over his face, his expression went
utterly blank, his jaw slackening, his pupils dilating. Tavia gritted her teeth to
stifle laughter, and turned the light away from his face.
Sorry. she said with a chuckle.
Whuh? Geri asked, spaced out a bit.
If it is getting too cold, I am having kerosene heater I We can be
using. Tavia said softly. Fire will be fine, at least for the living room. she
added.

Great Now Im stuck here in the dark, in a blizzard, with a purple wolf
wannabe. Geri sighed. Bet the phones are out too, not that I could call anyone
anyway. No one can come and get me with the roads like they are.
I am noticing you again, the lady husky growled, quickly tiring of hearing
him whine about his problems, when he was her problem. Geri shook his head
softly.
Look you Would it kill you to be nice to someone? To be actually
genuinely compassionate? My insurance probably wont cover my house, so you
will be rid of me soon enough. he stated, his voice rising in pitch, showing his
level of stress.
I am not caring about where you go. Is much worse in motherland. Tavia
said flatly. Surely this well paid, silver-spoon-in-mouth deer could not possibly
understand the level of suffering that she knew.
What, Russia? Well, you can get off your purple pity pot about that.
Youre in the states now. He huffed back.
Is Tavias fur color being funny to you? she snapped, her voice rising
fairly. She was starting to really regret inviting him in, considering just grabbing
her gun and keeping it trained on his face just to shut him up.
Hey, whoa, if you cant take a little teasing, then maybe you shouldnt dye
it like that. What were you doing anyway, going for blue and forgot to bleach it
first? he asked. Ive been wondering about that. Whats with the purple? Your
favorite color? Maybe you were colorblind and thought you bought red? he
yammered, seeming to try to insult her without being to obvious about it.
Is Tavias actual fur! she barked back, clenching her fists and trembling
with more than a little anger. Where was that shotgun again?
What? You mean its really Oh, wait, no Hold on Let me frickin
guess what part of Russia you are from Does it start with a C and end in
hernobyl? he cackled. Tavia growled viciously, which seemed to make it clear
to the deer he might have gone too far.
Is not funny! she shouted, startling herself a little bit too, with how her
voice resounded through her dark house, flashlight pointed at her face so that
Geri could see her teeth, dewlaps folded up in a snarl to make sure she was
being understood. You should not talk about things you are not knowing
anything about! Now get out of Tavias house! she snapped, ears flat against
her head again. Geri was silent a moment, seeming a little stunned by her
shouting, and even more that she could throw him out in the snow, and then he

narrowed his eyes.

You would seriously do well to learn to show a little bit of gratitude, girl.
the deer grunted back. The states are compassionate enough to take a bitch
like you in. If it were not for our generous immigration policies, you could still be
standing in line for bread! You should remember that! he shouted, almost
matching Tavias tone.
The violet huskys fur bristled. Geri held his ground this time, not seeming
to care that hed made an open personal attack on her. Tavia looked down and
saw her hand shaking. She lived alone, so she was not used to attacks. The
husky then narrowed her eyes, and picked up the light, shining it in Geris eyes,
making him freeze again. She then sauntered up to him slowly, her glare
murderous. The deers muscles tightened. Tavia held the flashlight right at the
end of his nose, the light bright in his eyes, as she slipped a hand up and
grasped an antler, pulling him back, walking him slowly toward the door. Rather
than opening the door just yet, however, she pushed his antler back, and pinned
him to the wall beside the entrance. She lowered the flashlight, and felt him
tighten even more, gasping as he lost his transfixed stare into the light. Tavia
growled hotly into his ear as she held his hard, strong antler tightly in her fist,
keeping his head pushed back hard against the wall.
And if it were not for evolution, Geri could be waiting for Tavias intestines
to be finished with him. She grinned as she heard a little squeak in the back of
the deers throat, and felt him tighten up. How are they saying in America
she growled, taking one of his now slightly trembling hands in her free hand, with
the flashlight. The buck stops here she lifted his captured hand and
placed his fingertips on her tummy, and released another long, feral growl, right
into his ear. She felt her heartbeat speed up. For some reason, she found
herself enjoying this.
Im not Geri said in a plaintive squeak, and then swallowed and
grunted in a more normal voice, I am not afraid of you, barbaric little dog.
Tavias eyes narrowed again, and she pulled his antler forward a little, and then
slammed it back, thumping the back of Geris head against the drywall almost
hard enough to dent it.
You should be. The husky growled, opening her mouth, and placing her
teeth against Geris neck, gently sliding her teeth over fur-covered flesh. Does
Tavia really have to hurt you to make you know your place? She did not feel the
deer tense up this time. Tavia released his antler, but still stood up against him,
pressing him against the wall. She held the flashlight up enough to look at Geris
face, to see if he still looked afraid. He just looked stern. Tavia swallowed.
Would he really be stupid enough to hit her in her own house when there was no
where for him to go? A slight pang of fear rippled up her spine.

Should I? Do you really want the taste of deer in your mouth? he asked,
his tone seeming to mellow a bit. Tavias tail curled a little as she put her hands
on Geris shoulders, to make sure she would feel it if he tried to throw a punch or
something, and have a little more time to react.
Tavia could live with that. Tavia growled, opening her mouth to show her
teeth again. She could be dangerous if she wanted to be. She widened her
eyes a bit as Geri smiled.
If you insist he stated flatly. Tavia didnt even have time to close her
mouth before Geri brought his head forward, to hers. She flinched, going rigid,
thinking her was going to crack her on the head with his antlers. What
happened, however, was as unexpected a thing as the husky girl could have
imagined.
Time seemed to lock up, the world suspended, frozen in the air, as she felt
supple, warm lips met her own velvety pair, still parted from her snarling at him.
Before she could react, a broad, thick, hot tongue pressed past her teeth, and
delved deeper into her mouth than shed imagined a deer capable. Her entire
body stiffened as he slid his hands up her arms and held her in place, leaning
back against the wall still. Her mind squealed to a near halt as she refused to
believe what was happening. The only thing she could even think about was, So
this is deer
She felt herself drift forward, and could not tell if he was moving, or if Geri
was moving her, but the result was that she was pressed up against his firm
body, hands still at her side, as she stared blankly forward in the near darkness,
the flashlight clattering onto the tile floor in front of the door. The cervine tongue
rolled and lolled silently, wetly in her muzzle, the kiss seeming to be perfectly
happy to go on all night, no matter what Geri and Tavia thought about it.
The lady canine did a lot of thinking, but could not seem to act as rapidly
as the thoughts ran through her mind. She could bring her knee up between his
legs. She could bite his tongue off. She could grab his antlers and slam his
head against the stud in the wall again and again until the impertinent buck
stopped moving forever. She thought about all these things, but, as she stood
there, like Geri had done with the light in his face, she could not do any of these
things. Finally, the deer pulled her away, his hands tight on her arms, just blow
her shoulders. Tavia stood there, mouth still ajar, staring a moment, before she
said, still gazing blankly at the dark shape of Geri,
Tavia will kill you. The words felt like they were coming from
someone else. She said them, but she didnt feel murderous. She didnt know
how she felt. The deer whispered softly, still holding his shoulders.
I know. You were going to anyway. he said softly. Remember? Me?

Outside? In the storm? Tavia looked up into Geris eyes. There was not
enough light to tell much, but she saw he wasnt afraid. He just gazed at her.
Is Geri satisfied now? the husky asked, staring at Geris chest. He was
about a head taller than her, which wasnt uncommon for a buck. She left her
hands down at her sides though. She just didnt feel like moving them. She
didnt know how to feel at all. Her mind did not seem to be following them most
obvious path. She should be so furious right now that her movements were
completely consumed by her rage. There should be antlers and clumps of fur
flying all over the living room. But, there she stood, with the taste of Geris
tongue in her mouth.
Better this way than out there in the cold. Im sorry, Tavia. he said,
hanging his head. Tavia flicked her ears at the apology.
I just like to be alone. She said softly, lowering her head as well, staring
at the flashlight at her feet. She wanted to pick it up, shine it in Geris face, and
run. But this was her house! Why did she have to run?
Why do you want to be alone? Geri asked. Do you just hate everyone?
he asked. Tavia shook her head softly.
Tavia does not talk about it. She whispered. It is being a personal
matter. Geri slid his hand up to her shoulders, and for some reason, the girl
found herself shaking. Not in fear or anger, just shaking. She slicked her ears
back, and tightened a little as Geri pulled her forward, against his strong chest,
and slipped his hands around her, embracing her.
Youre shaking Geri said in a soft tone. All the anger seemed to have
been sucked out of the room.
Im not cold. Tavia stated, wanting to claim that she did not need to be
hugged. However, as those arms wrapped around her back, and her cheek
rested against that slowly rising and falling chest, the deer leaning back a little
against the wall as he held her, she found herself not very willing to struggle, and
considerably les concerned about ending Geris life. She stared ahead, into the
darkness. It was dark. It was warm. It was quiet, even with Geri here.
I know you arent. he says softly. Did you forget there are other reasons
to be held? he asked. A chill ran up Tavias spine, and her legs felt weak.
Tavia doesnt like Geri. She announced, wanting her intentions made
clear. She could scarcely believe he had the guts to do this. Geris arms
tightened on her, squeezing her shoulders, as she felt his firm lips press between
her ears, which were folded back.

I know you dont. he responded in a soft whisper. But Tavia does like to
be held. You stopped shaking. He noted. Tavia closed her eyes. Why was h
doing this? She shook her head. He was wrong. She didnt like it. She could
not possibly like it! It was making her mad! It had to be! She gritted her teeth,
and moved her hands up to Geris antlers again, grasping them tightly, muscles
tense. She had to do something! He could not be right! She pulled Geri by the
antlers, and spun her body, putting her full weight and momentum into it.
The deer didnt shout. He didnt cry out or protest. He just arced across
the living room, and landed with a dull thud on the fluffy carpet in front of the
dying fire. Geri remained there on his back, hands at his sides, legs splayed out
a bit, breathing heavily. His eyes were wide, his chest rising and falling quickly.
Tavia picked up the flashlight, growling deeply, and stomped over to him,
straddling his chest and shining the light into his eyes again, which, as before,
went vacant. She then slammed the flashlight down beside his head, shattering
the lens, the light going out.
Did you think Tavia was just a lonely little girl? What is Geri thinking?!
she cried, her voice shrill. She found the heat of anger coming back into her
body now that he wasnt holding her. Kissing Tavia and holding Tavia like you
were here to save her from all her loneliness! Tavia was happy without you! I
am not needing anything! I am not feeling sad! she yelled, putting her hands on
the base of Geris antlers, holding his head still, her head close to his. Tavia
does not need you! Tavia does not need anything!
For a moment, she remained there, holding him down, hands on his
antlers, hips on his chest, panting heavily with her expended energy of yelling at
him. Geri held still, just looking into her eyes as she held his head in place,
staring back, teeth bared, chest heaving.
I dont claim that you need something, Tavia. Geri said, his voice
wavering, betraying his bravery. He was genuinely afraid, the husky could tell,
even if he was acting strong. You seem to have everything you need here on
your own he said softly, That was never my concern when I tried to visit with
you and be your friend. he stated softly. Tavias breath caught in her chest. She
suddenly felt vile the way the deer expressed that. I know you had everything
you needed but what about what you wanted, Tavia? Didnt you ever want
something that you didnt need? he asked. Tavia looked down at the silhouette
of his face.
Want? Tavia asked, feeling another chill run through her. She
swallowed, her throat suddenly feeling dry. She got off of Geri and sat on her
knees by the fire, trying to chase away the feeling that she had somehow done
something wrong. This was Geri, the neighbor she didnt like. She had done
nothing wrong! The deer got up on his knees, and faced her.

Yeah Dont you want anything just because you like it? he asked.
I Tavia blurted, but simply had not constructed any more to her
retaliation. She gasped as she felt Geris hands slide up her arms over the thick
sweater and she was pulled slowly forward again, on her knees in front of the
crackling, glowing embers. She went silent, still trying to finish her sentence, as
Geri held her again, his chin over her shoulder, his hands pressed tightly on her
back so that she could feel his chest against hers any time she breathed in.
Tavia closed her eyes. What was she going to say? What was she going to do?
She almost couldnt remember how her sentence even started. She moved her
hands to Geris chest, to push him away, and felt his form, contoured, strong
under the polo shirt. She slid her hands around to his back, and splayed them
out, shuddering, as she squeezed him too, embracing back as warmly as he was
for her. What was she doing? Why was she holding him? She shuddered
again.
Tavia held her cervine neighbor as he held her, tight, secure, warm, as the
red glow of a nearly spent fire cast their long shadows onto the couch. Tavia
slowly leaned her head back, and looked up a little, her nose actually touching
Geris. There was another run of electricity up her spine, and she closed her
eyes. What she wanted. Like before. Moments ago. Was that what she
wanted? She inhaled deeply, steeling her nerve. There was only one way to
know.
The lady husky parted her lips, and pressed them against Geris softly,
and then a little tighter, until his own mouth opened a little, and before he could
press his tongue back into her muzzle, she pressed her own. That pink ribbon of
muscular silk slid into an obviously surprised mouth, a long gasp drawn into
Geris lungs as he succumbed to the kiss. Tavias hands drew slowly up Geris
back, as they leaned into one another on their knees, her grazing fingertips finally
reaching his head, his ears, back to his antlers. She had come to a point where
it seemed like that was where she was supposed to hold the buck. She tilted his
head a little to the side and inhaled deeply again as her neighbor finally retaliated
in the kiss, pressing his own tongue back into her mouth. His tongue was
broader, and quite a bit stronger than hers, and the husky femme found the
feeling of it lolling against her own tongue a little bit to her liking.
Her heart hammered in her chest as their kiss deepened. Her mind
continued spinning, trying to make sense of what she found herself doing. How
could she possibly want this? And yet, she felt rather good. She liked the feel of
his tongue in her mouth. His arms around her. Tavia finally pulled away from the
kiss, panting, and a little warm in her sweater. She looked to the side, over to
her couch, and got shakily onto her feet, pulling Geri up by his antlers too. Yes
That is definitely what Geris antlers were for.
Tavia slowly led the deer over to the couch. He didnt seem to mind being

led around like this. At least, he made no verbal complaint. While she had felt
so weak a moment ago, as she moved to the couch, she felt the strength return
to her muscles. What she wanted, huh? It would not be giving in if she took from
Geri. She sat down on the couch with a soft fumph, and pulled Geri down onto
his knees in front of her. She then tugged him forward, and up, and wrapped her
arms around him, leaning forward a little, as her lips sealed around his again,
their tongue meeting between insistently suckling lips, as their kiss heated up,
and Tavia felt that heat rush through her body. Her mind kept pleading with her.
Why would she do this? How could she let it happen? But her body did not
answer. She remained silent for the most part, her soft breath hissing through
her deep gasps of building anxiousness from how passionate the kiss had
become.
Geris hands slid around behind Tavia, holding her close, as the deer
situated himself between her thighs as she sat perched on the edge of the couch.
It was so dark that the husky girl could really only see the outline of her neighbor
in the reddish light from the quiet embers in the fireplace. It was feeling a little
cooler now, but she didnt feel the need to leave the couch.
Tavia let her own hands roam freely now. It was dark, it was quiet, the
phones were dead, and the power was out. There could be no intrusion on the
moment. She stroked Geris cheek slowly as she kissed him, wrapping one of
her legs around the small of his back and pulling him tighter into her embrace.
She slipped her hands both under the neck of the polo shirt, down his back, and
raked her claw tips softly up his back, and gasped as he groaned hotly. The first
obviously pleasured sound from Geri.
The kiss had ended in his groan of pleasure, and Geri leaned back a little,
looking at the darkness where Tavia was. She could still somewhat see. Dark
shapes, soft noises, it was enough. The husky gasped again, as she felt slightly
cool fingertips along her sides. Under her sweater. She swallowed softly. It felt
pleasant. And moreover, she did not feel at all afraid of Geri. Perhaps it was
that she felt his fear of her earlier. Still, she did not chase his hands away, as, in
silence, his hands slid up her sides, and over her tummy. Tavia could not help
but let her tail bounce about, the fluffy, curled husky tail thumping the couch
softly. It betrayed her. She slammed a hand down on it to keep it still.
Mmmn... You like this? Geris voice lilted through the darkness. Too
late. Her tail told on her. She quivered a little under his hands as they slid back
and forth, rubbing her soft tummy. While she was cushioned a little, there wasnt
much in the way of fat to speak of. Tavia refused to answer, even though it was
true. She liked that. She kept a hand on her tail, and got it under control, before
putting her hands both on Geris shoulders, and leaning back a little, exposing
her tummy more.
Tavia felt cool air sifting over her lap. She blushed hotly and swallowed

raspily again. Thats right, she wasnt wearing pants. Just white cotton panties.
Geri could probably see that too, even in the darkness. Her shirt, in the front,
had been lifted up a bit as he rubbed with both hands over her belly. Tavia
shook her head. It didnt matter now, at least. She couldnt make him un-see her
in her underwear, and the tummy rub was absolutely heavenly. How long had it
been since someone kissed her? Caressed her? She could not even remember.
Slowly, the girl leaned back into the plush blue crushed-velvet couch,
relaxing as she savored the tummy rub. She liked the kissing, but she liked this
even more for now. It was even more relaxing. She didnt feel so tense. Tavia
closed her eyes as she felt those careful fingertips drift back and forth over the
contours of her tummy, and play along her panty line a little, as if to verify that
she was, in fact, wearing them. It might have been hard to tell given the ivory fur
along her tummy and thighs. She smiled a bit, savoring the attention. Having
him visit her before had been very different. Before, she felt obligated to
entertain him, but at the moment, she felt like she was being served, and rather
liked the treatment. She also enjoyed the power of knowing he would not be
here if she did not want him to be, and his only other choice was outside, and
that was not where he wanted to go.
Tavia is noticing you. she said softly, flicking her ears as she put her
hands over her head, along the back of the couch.
I had hoped she would. came the deers soft, feathery reply. The
Russian female shivered a little as she felt the back of his thumbs graze the
bottom of her breasts. Her bosom was not overly large, but certainly noticeable.
The cervine stopped, as if waiting for a reply.
You are keeping rubbing, or you are going outside. Tavia said rather
sharply. She felt a warm tingle run through her. It felt exciting to give that kind of
demand to him. Yes. She would make him keep holding her and kissing her, all
night if she had to. Geri didnt seem to mind the idea though, and silently
resumed his fingertips wandering along her tummy and sides. When his fingers
slid along her sides, I tickled, so shed squirm, but, at the same time, that was
pleasant too.
So, those would be the terms. Do this or die? he asked, chuckling.
Tavia smiled mirthfully, realizing it did sound rather funny. She nodded slowly,
as she arched her back into the tummy rub.
It is being what Tavia wants. she stated flatly. She could certainly
handle Geri better like this. Telling him what to do and him doing it. Tavia sat
up, and crossed her arms in front of her tummy, hooking the bottom of her
sweater with her fingertips. She peeled the sweater off and tossed it onto the
floor, leaving her in white panties and black bra, nothing else. Geri nodded, and
stood up, spreading it over the carpet to put his knees on. He didnt sit right back

down, however, sauntering over to the fireplace, and dropping two logs onto the
embers. He strode back to Tavia and sank back down to his knees, smiling at
her in the almost total darkness.
Tavia squeaked a soft gasp as his hands slid between her knees and
parted her thighs, the deer moving himself between them, like before, and sliding
his hands up her legs slowly, along her outer thighs, and then over her panties,
hugging her hips. He finally resumed slowly scritching and petting the canines
warm, ivory tummy. Tavia smiled and hooked a leg around the small of his back
again, leaning back luxuriantly into the couch.
As his weight settled before her, she felt her heart rate quicken. She knew
full well this was probably a mistake, but still, it felt like it had to be done. The
light in the room began to grow a little as the new logs that Geri had thrown into
the fire ignited. In unison, little fires began to ignite through Tavia too. She
became painfully aware of her own scent as she felt those gentle fingertips
sliding through the soft, soft fur of her tummy, up and down, teasing the rim of
her bra, and then doing the same to the waist of her panties. She knew full well
that more than a tummy rub had crossed Geris mind, but she could not in good
conscience be angry, since the same image burned itself again and again in her
thoughts.
As his fingers splayed over her tummy and sides, he leaned in, and kissed
again, his broad cervine tongue probing her mouth. Tavia fought back with her
own tongue aggressively, growling with something a little different than the anger
she was feeling only moments ago. She moved her hands from above her head,
and ran her claws down Geris back again, through his shirt, listening to him
groan with uninhibited pleasure. The Russian husky perked her ears at it and
smiled mirthfully again. The sense of control outweighed the sense that this was
probably not the greatest idea, and she slipped both her hands around to Geris
front, fingers slipping between the buttons of his shirt, and then pulling outward
violently. She felt the buttons patter along the front of her body as they popped
off, and she leaned forward, breaking the kiss, and peeling the shirt off of Geri,
leaving him bare from the waist up.
Tavia pulled the buck back to her mouth, and kissed hungrily, her entire
body suddenly feeling tense. Her confusion was now melting away to
anxiousness, and the heat of anger was leaving only greater heat within her
building. She tore her claw tips down his now bare back, listening to the hot
gasp through his nose, and feeling his shiver under her fingers.
Finally, she released a hot groan of her own, as she felt his strong hands
clasp both breasts, and squeeze, her nipples caught between his fingers as they
tightened. They stiffened almost instantly to the feel of his presence against
them. Her legs swung around his hips again and she felt her tighten them
shamefully, pulling his hips against hers.

Shh.. Oh God.. she groaned, tightening, pulling out of the kiss, her hands
splaying and tightening on his back, grabbing hand-fulls of his slightly course,
russet fur. As Geris hands tightened, his fingertips curled under the fabric of the
bra, and then pulled it upward, exposing her lovely, ivory breasts, capped by
ridged, perfect black nipples. Before Tavia could protest on her exposure, Geri
ducked his head down, and seized one of those pert nipples in his searing hot
mouth. Tavia threw her head back, muscles tightening as she groaned. Geris
hands remained dutiful to her pleasure as well, one bringing itself to play with her
opposite breast, and the other resuming the heartfelt scritching and stroking of
the canines tummy.
Thoughts raced through Tavias mind like whitewater, her heart flying in
her chest. Geri was not afraid at all to do this To risk what? Being shot?
Being bitten? Shed made it obvious she could do those things. However, as he
held her, she could not think of doing it. Only finding out what else he was willing
to do in this very moment. Tavia gritted her teeth softly, as she felt a familiar
burn in her loins. Shed been grinding her hips against Geris as he started to
heavily suckle on her captured tit, only driving herself deeper into passionate
need! If she didnt stop him, what else would he do? Tavia shut her eyes,
panting softly, her hands coming to the back of his head, grabbing his hair, and
then his antlers, getting a firm grip. She could pull his head back. But she didnt.
She wouldnt. Her legs flinched around his waist as she felt his strong, thick
tongue flutter that nub of ebony flesh in his mouth, teasing it, captured between
his teeth.
Tavia kept a firm hold on his antlers the entire time, hands trembling, mind
almost numb as he switched nipples, and tortured the other just the same. She
kept catching herself rubbing against him, her legs tightening and relaxing
around his waist as she ground herself against his thigh. Her mind sharpened a
bit as he pulled away to kiss her and there along her chest ardently. It was this
slight clearing thought that made her aware of the very prominent (and rather
impressive) ridge that she had been grinding herself against. Tavia silently
cursed herself for getting this worked up, but felt, at the very least, a bit flattered
that Geri was quite likely far more worked up than she was. Those tight jeans
had to be painful on an erection like that!
More and more, the canines mind slipped back to the knowledge that Geri
was fully aroused. It should not have surprised her, given what he was doing,
but it was like having fuel thrown on her already roaring flames. As his mouth
came back to her tingling nipple, she leaned back just a little, parting her thighs
and placing her feet against the floor. As she did this, she slipped a hand down
between her and Geri, along his bare tummy first. He was well toned, she found,
able to feel the lines of his muscles easily.. But thats not what she was
interested in. One hand still on his antler, holding tight, she felt her other hand
almost willing itself, beyond her own control. She felt her slender, strong fingers

curl around that ridge, and stroke him slowly, subconsciously exploring his
covered masculinity, testing his size. He certainly had something to offer in that
category!
As she felt him, she could feel a tremble run through his body, and he let
go of her nipple. He held still, as Tavia squeezed and stroked softly, one hand
on her breast, the other on her shoulder, the deer heavily breathing as he
twitched a little in his jeans. Tavia smiled almost cruelly. She felt back in control.
Hmmnn... It is looking like Geri has more than swollen ego... she teased,
giving a few firm squeezes, her intent this time being more playful than insulting.
Geri didnt say anything, his hands both coming to those wonderful hand-full
breasts. He rolled them, massaging, as he rolled his hips a little against Tavias
touch.
Finally, Tavias curiosity would wait no longer. Her mind reeling, almost
making her feel sick with anxiousness and anticipation, she tugged Geris belt
free, and then jerked the button of his pants. As she pulled, his zipped slipped
down on its own, perhaps from the force of the pressure within those jeans. She
slipped her hand down the V shaped opening now in the front of his pants,
feeling his plaid boxer shorts. That hot flesh twitched just beneath. Her fingers
curled over the top of the waistband, and pulled it down, letting the canine female
feel his hard, hot flesh flop out over the top of her hand. She turned her hand
over immediately, letting that thick, wet, pulsing member rest in her palm, before
snapping her fingers closed firmly around it, feeling his rapid pulse through it, and
nervous, pleasured twitching. Her lips pulled back in a devious smile as she
listened to him groan, as hot, wet pre spilled slowly over her wrist.
Tavia rolled her hand softly back, and then forward, stroking him one slow,
hard, long stroke at a time. She could not even remember the last time shed
handled someone in such intimate fashion. Not since she came to the states, for
certain! She got a much better feel for his size too, like this, finding him to be
easily 14 inches, not a centimeter less, and thick enough that, with her fingers
curled around his girth, her pinky could not touch her thumb. Tavia twitched a
little, as the realization set in that she was firmly holding Geris cock now, after
wanting him dead before. And still, it did not seem so terrible to her. She writhed
softly, and narrowed her eyes. It was absolutely fine, if she was the one in
control, taking Geri, not giving to him.
The husky lady dropped his shaft, her hand soaking with his pre now, as
she brought both hands to his antlers, to tilt his head back to make him look at
her. Hed been looking into her lap, where her panties were very obviously
soaked through.
Geri is seeing something he is enjoying? Tavia asked sternly. Tavia
touches because Geris life belongs to Tavia as long as Geri is in Tavias house.

she barked, her insides tingling like mad from the deliciousness of telling this now
sexy shirtless cervine something like that. You are not getting to touch Tavia
unless she is ordering you, yes? she asked, shaking his antlers a bit.
Yes, Tavia. came Geris reply, his eyes looking a little hazy. Tavias own
scent was maddening to her, but she didnt know if deer could pick it up the
same. Tavia looked at her wet palm, and then at Geri, holding him with one hand
on his antler now. She grinned hotly, and moved that wet palm to her muzzle,
and slid her hand slowly over it, and then, still holding that antler, drew her hand
down her bare belly, and over her satin-clad mound, pressing her palm tightly
against herself. She was shocked at just how heavy a jolt of pleasure that sent
through her. All this time, she had been grinding rather awkwardly, and not
touching directly, and she could not remember ever being this deeply aroused
before. Her clit felt almost rock hard under her palm, making her gasp as she
ground her palm hard against her sex, her legs trembling as she planted her feet,
and lifted her hips to her own touch.
Geri is watching Tavia, but not touching. No touching. Tavia demanded,
and then whimpered softly as she pulled the crotch of her panties aside. Making
Geri watch... She had never been so electrified in her life! She spread her ebony
lips apart, her hot pink inner folds opening delicately, as she caressed her
blazing and tingling bud with two fingers. Tavia could hear a breath sink hard in
Geris chest as his eyes did indeed lock onto her. Still in total control. Still safe.
Still Tavia. Geri got her all worked up, but it didnt mean she had to have sex
with him. Hed have to watch her break the heat hed filled her with, and then
shed tell him to masturbate for her. The delight of knowing hed do what she
wanted was intoxicating to the husky! Geri nodded softly, weakly, jut as Tavia
knew he would!
Tavia tilted his head down, and pulled him, by his antler again, until his
nose was just inches away from her sex, before she hooked her fingers, three of
them, and listened mirthfully to the wet skish of her digits penetrating her
embarrassingly wet quim. She shuddered heavily, letting her clit ride between
her ring and middle finger, and then, once they were embedded inside her to the
knuckle, she rubbed it back and forth with the tip of her thumb. The husky
femme released a shuddering gasp at the incredible sensation of it all. While just
masturbating on her own, even when looking through magazines or reading
stories, she was never this much on fire. She could barely hold back at all, but
wanted to tease the buck at least a little bit with what he was seeing, so she held
herself back, legs relaxing, as she worked her fingers in and out with a steady,
rhythmic skish..skish..skish.. of her fingers. Her panting was loud, and her
moans frequent and vulgar, but her other hand kept an iron-tight hold on his
antler, knowing he could not move without her knowing it.
Oh My God... came softly panted admiration from the deer. Tavia
grunted softly, and rolled her hips a little, gyrating them to let the buck know just

how good this felt! She even half-closed her eyes, and blushed hotly as she
found herself looking for something to fantasize about, but not needing it.
Pleasuring herself in front of her restrained neighbor was more of a fantasy than
she could have dreamed of before, and she knew without a doubt it was one that
shed sink back on when she was alone later. Tavia began to pant, and became
aware as her hand sped up a bit, allowing herself a little more pleasure, that Geri
was panting too, his antler shifting back and forth in the grip of her hand a little.
No no, Geri! Tavia barked loudly. Both Geris hands on Tavias knees.
Not to be moving them now... Only watching Tavia now! the deer groaned
pitifully, and his hands came to Tavias knees, one already wet with pre. She
smirked softly. She caught the naughty little cervine just in time, it seemed.
However, catching him like this only electrified her more. Nnngg! she
whimpered loudly, Geri Is not Having to wait... Long... she panted loudly,
and then just gave up entirely on holding back, pumping her three fingers rapidly
and heavily in and out, the wet obscene sound of her masturbation almost as
loud as Geris panting. Tavia then went ridged, and heard Geri moan in lustful
surprise as her juices splashed heavily and messily between her pistoning
fingers. She opened her eyes, in slits, just enough to see that some of her hot
release made it as far as Geris muzzle, which he was licking eagerly. The sight
of him wanting that taste was as much as she needed to force him to do one little
thing for her. She jerked her fingers out of her still spasming pussy, and slipped
her wet fingers around his other antler, and pulled his face to her mound.
It would have taken all the force of both her arms to prevent him from
bringing his mouth to her, she found, as she had to use no effort at all to get him
to move his head. What came next she was totally unprepared for. Her intent
was to make him clean her as she waned on her climax, but it was not,
apparently, what Geri thought she wanted him to do! Tavia cried out in a deep,
dry groan as he ground his tongue hard back and forth over that wildfire bud of
her clit, sustaining her climax as his mouth clamped tightly against her sex, his
hands slipping -under- her knees and holding her legs up over his shoulders,
spreading them. Geri ravenously took her sex, his tongue lashing, grinding,
fluttering, spreading her wetness all over his face shamelessly.
Tavia threw her head back and shrieked, as another powerful climax
claimed her violently, something she wasnt ready for, and proving how quickly
shed given up control. She spread her toes, and gripped Geris antlers to pull
him away, but her reeling, endless climax reduced her strength to that of a
refrigerator magnet, and she could not make him stop by force, and through her
panting and cries of pleasure, could not hope to consciously tell him to stop. So,
for what felt like an eternity, he did things to her with his tongue that she had not
even read in her most graphic stories. He fluttered side to side rapidly like a flag
in a hurricane, and she would orgasm violently from that. Before she had so
much as slipped into afterglow, hed start swirling his tongue around that hot little
button as if her were sharpening a candy cane, and shed climax from that. He

made her cum while plunging his tongue in and out deeply, and made her
explode against the back of his tongue as he used it to grind her slowly while
growling and vibrating it against her. Finally, she managed to pull him back,
perhaps just because his tongue was getting tired, or perhaps she just finally got
the strength, practically sobbing from her near torture of sexual release.
She held him there, panting, his hands back on her knees as he feet
rested on the floor, her sex drooling from both his saliva and her hot, tangy
honey, spilling over the base of her tail, and running down the front of the couch.
She looked into Geris eyes through her half-lidded own.
Tavia noticed you. she said again, as he licked his lips slowly, one of his
eyes shut. The husky could only assume that hed gotten some of her juices in
his eye. The deer chuckled, and kissed Tavias tummy, making her flinch, as she
had not applied pressure to his antlers to stop him from moving. Tavia slowly sat
up, still panting. She looked down at the bobbing erection between Geris
thighs. Oh yeah, the thought to herself. She had intended to watch him take
care of that. Her mind reeled over what hed just done to her, and the levels of
pleasure in that which shed never felt before. She smiled softly, as she decided
on something a little different.
The husky lady looked into Geris soft, brown eyes and smiled, pulling him
to her by his antlers again, and kissing him, not minding her own tart flavor on his
lips, which seemed to surprise him, by the pleased sound he made, and then,
she let go of his antlers. Stand in front of Tavia. she ordered, pointing where
his knees were. You are holding perfectly still. Not moving one inch. Just
stand. she said. Geri shuddered a bit, and got up on shaky legs. Tavia
marveled silently at the ribbon of pre that drooled from his shaft. Doing that to
her obviously really turned him on. She slicked her ears back with a smirk,
thinking that to be a rather valuable trait.
After enjoying the view for a moment, she looked up the rest of his body.
As commanded, Geri stood perfectly still before her, the occasional
uncontrollable twitch from that heavy, glistening flesh the only movement from
him. He even put his hands behind his back, vulnerably. Tavia smiled and
nodded. This was perfect. She sat up a little more on the couch, and gathered
his length up in both her hands, feeling him tense up some. She smiled and
looked up into his eyes as he looked down into hers in that bright orange firelight.
Their eyes never parted as she slipped both hands down to the root of his shaft,
and then slipped her hot, tight muzzle over the leading five inches or so, letting
her tongue swirl tightly, longingly around that length, as her hands wrung
opposite of one another, as if very lightly wringing cloth dry, her head tilting side
to side.
Tavia let her eyes close slowly as she felt herself kind of getting into this.
Shed done it before, when she was younger, but it felt so much hotter this time.

Though that likely had a lot to do with the fact that Geri was over twice the size of
the last one shed done this with. She pulled her muzzle slowly off of him, seeing
the almost pained look of pleasure on his face.
Geri is not cumming unless Tavia wants him to. she said hotly, her
hands both slipping up the length of his shaft, her palms gliding over the tip in
circles, before wrapping back around, and slipping wetly back to the base.
What? Geri whimpered softly.
If Geri lasts long enough from Tavias mouth, maybe Tavia will want to
cum again to. she stated, suddenly feeling deliciously vulgar. She then wrapped
her mouth back around Geri, listening to his soft words of gentle protest, which
then gave way quickly to deep, lustful mutterings of utter pleasure. Tavia slipped
one of her hands further down, and fondled the cervines heavy sack, feeling the
heat flowing through him, her other hand still trailing as she pressed her head
forward, engulfing at least eight inches, pressing her palm back to the root of that
pulsing, hard length. She then slowly slipped back, wringing her hand back and
forth as she sucked hard along his length, a loud, wet slurp as she pulled him
out, and then twisted the tip softly in her glistening palm, before rather briskly
plunging forward again, taking him back into the heat of her muzzle, hand giving
a very gentle squeeze to his balls as she felt them tighten against his body.
Tavia could not help but smile around that pulsing, twitching length, as she
performed her pleasure so skillfully on the trembling deer. She could tell how
much he was fighting the pleasure. How much he wanted to just explode as she
ran her hot muzzle up and down, hand twisting and turning, massaging
encouragingly, fingers gliding so easily and wetly through the mix of her own
saliva, and Geris rich, copious pre. Each time she would thrust her head and
hand down his tight, pulsing flesh, hed huff loudly, as if shocked, taken by
surprise. The canine knew it was all her neighbor could do not to just explode in
her capable muzzle every time she bottomed out on him, the underside of his
sensitive cock resting on the back of her tongue as she growled greedily around
it. Tavia held still a moment, just flicking her tongue around, letting him feel the
heat of her muzzle, working up a good reservoir of drool. It was one of the
advantages to being canine, of course.
After she got a good, slick, hot mouthful, she released it, soaking him
down to the root, and began briskly, heavily pumping her head and hand up and
down his length, artfully squeezing the tip of his cock in her hand as she slipped
almost entirely off, before pressing right back down, suckling heavily before
drawing her muzzle back up, followed by her tightly squeezing hand. She
pressed the flaring tip of his cock to the roof of her mouth, letting it ride against
the fleshy washboard texture there. Tavia groaned hotly, happily as she listened
to Geri cry out profanities.

Gaah! Unnh.. Oh shit Tavia, I- he almost fell as his knees buckled, the
deer hardly able to stand through it. Uhhuh! I cant hold it! he cried, his
muscles tightening. Tavia then slipped completely off of him, keeping her hand
on his sack, tightening firmly, as she felt his balls shrink toward his body. She
watched his cock bounce softly in the cool air, dripping wet. Shed pulled off just
in time to keep him from climaxing. His whines of pleading were music to her
ears!
The husky femme held him in her hands, keeping him still, not letting him
buck against her grasp, as his twitching muscles threatened to do. She looked
up into his eyes, as they looked back, barely open, into her own, his expression
that of almost pain as she held him right on the edge of release. After giving him
a moment to calm, letting his breath slow a little, the cruel lady canine slipped her
muzzle right back over him, resuming, just as shed left off, with long, hard,
extremely wet strokes, hand working independently of her muzzle, but still in
perfect time, her other fondling and caressing his heavy, seed-filled orbs, rolling
them around in her palm as if begging him to fill them even more.
In only a few minutes, he began to tremble again, tightening his muscles.
This time, he didnt tell Tavia he was close, but she could tell by the way his balls
started to contract, and she stopped, to his rather plaintive protests.
Naughty Geri... Tavia can tell! she chuckles, just holding the trembling
deers flesh in her hand tightly, her other hand tight on his scrotum. The canine
female writhed a little herself, feeling her wetness rolling down her inner thigh.
She felt so hot. Her insides practically itched, in ways that she knew that hot,
hard flesh would easily reach to scratch. She looked up into his soft brown eyes,
almost wide in horror that Tavia might not stop torturing him for some time. She
thought about it a moment, as she let him calm, the bucks breathing slowly
returning almost to normal, his ands sliding through the huskys hair, as if in
hopes that if he was really nice, she would let him finish.
Geri wants to feel what its like to be inside Tavia, yes? she asked softly,
stroking his length very slowly and tenderly, as if worshipping it, her cheek
against one side, soft and fuzzy, as her hand petted lovingly. Geri quivered, and
said yes in such a high pitch that he sounded like a five year old girl. Tavia had
to desperately concentrate to hold back her laughter. She growled softly, Tavia
will not be gentle if she has you inside her. Shes a predator you know. the
husky said in cold, planned words.
I can handle it. Deer are not as weak and skittish as we are painted to
be, you know. he huffed, his legs tightening and relaxing from the continued
gentle attention on his shaft. Tavia smiled, and stroked up and down his length a
little more tightly, wetly, with both hands.
I bet Geri wont last long enough inside Tavia for Tavia to get to cum too,

though. she growled, almost accusingly. Geri cant promise Tavia he wont cum
before her. she said. Geri was silent, as he quivered from the sensations. Tavia
knew he would not deny it. He was close to cumming that very second. Tavia
paused a moment, to give a slightly dramatic effect, hand still clutching that tight,
throbbing meat. Her mind was already well made up of course.
Suddenly, she stood up in front of Geri, dragging his cock over her breasts
and tummy, and then slipping both her hands on his antlers. She almost violently
threw him onto his rump on the couch, facing her. The husky girl peeled off her
soaking wet panties hastily, and jumped into the bucks lap, still gripping his
antlers with one hand, while she growled at him, and used the other hand to
seize his cock behind her. His eyes were wide and his breathing immediately
rapid again. Tavia grinned hotly as she began to stroke up and down his wet
shaft, spreading his plentiful pre over his shaft, as she wriggled on her knees a
bit, and adjusted her position so that, as she stroked his cock, she pushed about
an inch of it between her folds.
Geri is going to cum, isnt he? Tavia growled, as she stroked him a little
faster, keeping about an inch or two of his twitching, drooling tip pressed into her,
grinding herself softly against it. Geri whimpered loudly, words utterly
unintelligible. Tavia groaned hotly from the feel of his shaft pressing into her,
even just a little, intentionally rubbing the tip against her clit as she pumped him
in her hand. Geri twitched and arched his back, trying to press into Tavias hot
tunnel deeper. She raised her hips expertly to keep him at bay, and cackled
softly, though her voice crackled through her excited panting. She had no idea
how ready she already had become.
Yes! Oh yes! Tavia, Im close! Take me! Please! he cried. His
begging was one of the most alluring, exciting things shed ever heard, and she
felt a pulse of heat through her loins, and wetness spilling over the hand she was
jerking Geri off with against her folds. She groaned deeply, and then hissed
ferally, Geri... Tavia is going to do this for one minute. If Geri is not cumming in
one minute, she will be taking Geri in all the way. All the way, Geri... And then,
Geri is allowed to cum as hard as he wants! she cried. Geris panicked little
squeak almost made Tavia climax then and there.
Despite his pleading, she immediately began to pump Geri, wet, slick,
rapid, her hand making as much noise as Geris loud, pleading moans. The
skik-skik-skik-skik!- of her wet palm pounding up and down naked pink flesh
filled the room as she ground herself to a frenzy on the first two or three inches of
his cock, bouncing on it hard, enough that her heavy breasts bounced briskly
against her chest.
God Tavia, Im gonna CUM! Geri cried, tightening up. Tavia barked
loudly at him, holding his antler and giving him a shake.

Thirty... More... Seconds! she barked as she bounced harder, taking at

times at last four inches in her uncontrolled bouncing. Tavia whimpered softly as
well. She felt like she would cum too. She knew that the moment Geri climaxed,
shed hopelessly burst as well. But she wanted to make him hold on Just a
little longer. Tavia could feel his cock getting harder in her hand, if that were
even possible. His balls stopped slapping as she pumped him. She knew he
was not kidding. He could not be any more close to release. She whimpered
loudly. Tavia wants to cum too! Fifteen more seconds! Ten more! Geri can do
it! Tavia wants Geri in her! Five! She felt herself welling up, amazed beyond
words that, as she started counting down, Geri was still holding back. She
looked at his face. His teeth were bared, his eyes shut tight, and his entire body
was shaking as she pumped him franticly. Four! she cried, huffing loudly,
knowing how ready he was, how tortured he was. Three! as she began to
really rock in his lap, stirring her clit against his glans harder. Two! she said,
her chest tightening. She began to shake too. NNNGGGAAAAHH! she cried,
bringing both of her hands to his antlers, and slamming herself flush into his lap.
She gasped, as she felt 14 inches of flesh slip into her like a perfectly locking
gear.
The moment Tavias rump slapped down into Geris lap, her tight pussy
wrapped down to the very root of his cock, she felt his body lurch, then tighten,
as a searing wave of thick heat blasted her cervix like a hot water balloon
bursting inside her. This was accompanied by a near roar from Geri that Tavia
had not expected, and, with that, she could hold back no longer either, arms
shaking from how tightly she held those antlers as she violently exploded in his
lap, her hot juices, mixed with streamers of his own rushing cum, spewing from
her lewdly as she lifted her hips, almost taking him out entirely, and then
violently, hungrily slammed back down. This forced another orgasm instantly,
and with that, all hell broke loose.
As Geri practically sobbed from the force of his release, Tavia wrapped
her mouth around his neck, jamming him back against the couch, still holding his
antlers in vice-gripping hands. Geri yelped in surprise, though Tavia was not
biting hard enough to injure, it likely still hurt. She then began to pound her hips
in his lap. The husky had never been so sexually ravenous in her life. Perhaps it
was that she had not had sex in so long. Perhaps it was that she had no
romantic feelings for Geri, so the only emotion she had behind her taking him
was raw, untainted lust. Either way, she began to ride him like she intended to
break him!
The sounds of furry bodies colliding outweighed pretty quickly the wet,
sloppy sounds of their soaking union. Still, each time Tavias hips would drop,
taking that thick, pulsing, throbbing, gushing cock inside her completely, hilting
him, his thick cum, mixed with her own, would spray and splatter from her sex,
coating her rump and his lap. Tavia only pounded him harder, her muscles
flexed, her muzzle drawn back for panting, and feral grunting of pleasure. This

was far beyond what she was feeling from that tongue before. She could not
make herself stop! She had to take him!
Geri groaned and roared with pleasure for a little while, but after a bit of
serious fucking from the husky, he began to struggle a bit, oversensitive as his
climax waned. Tavia bit him on the neck again, holding his antlers tight.
Nyet! You... Are not... Leaving... Until Tavia... Is done! she fairly yelled
at him, making him tighten up again. He tried to plead a little, but the Russian
husky only became more violent in her taking of the buck, grinding him deep,
rapidly, and then stroking long, hard, and fast. Every minute or so, shed shriek
in climax, her body buckling as she ground her spraying mound against the root
of his cock, massaging her clit hard through her climax.
The husky bucked and jumped on Geri hard and fast, using his antlers as
handles, biting his neck and chest, and hilting herself on him desperately,
through each of her many climaxes. The whole series of them was a blur. She
knew Geri was finished, and even felt him soften a little... Just for a bit, and then
harden again. She grinned through her growling, feral attack, knowing he knew
better than to stop before the violet-furred husky femme was done. However,
another reason for his continued stamina made itself apparent as he started to
tighten up again.
Oh yes! Tavia cried. Geri is cumming again for Tavia?! she huffed
before squeaking in climax. Geri rocked his hips a few times, desperately for a
little while, but could not seem to find the right rhythm. This went on for five
minutes or so, in desperation, at least long enough for the canine to cum again
over that pistoning thick length of venison. Suddenly, Tavia squeaked herself, as
Geri suddenly bolted, flipping Tavia round so she was pressed into the couch,
then grabbing her ass, turning to the side, and dumping her onto her back fairly
rough onto the floor, his cock never leaving her. He clapped his hands down on
either side of her shoulders, head down as Tavia still had his antlers, and he
growled just as savagely as the husky had, making her climax again just from the
sound of it.
Gonna... Cum... Again... Geri grunted, beginning to pump his hips into
the gasping husky, her pussy actually foaming from the constant, rapid, violent
fucking after being so heavily filled by cervine essence. Tavia held on, tilting her
head back and crying out loudly as his hips started stroking faster and faster until
she was being shaken violently against the hardwood floor, a puddle of her juices
forming under the base of her fluffy husky tail. This did not last long, however,
which was almost a blessing to the heaving, panting, breathless canine. Geris
body seized up, and he held himself, on all fours, having pulled Tavias knees
over his shoulders. He gave a couple more brisk strokes, and then the wash of
heat inside her told her that the deer had happily gotten what he wanted! It was
no secret, as Tavia panted heavily, deliriously, that the canine immigrant got

what she was after too. The fires slowly died down again, both in their bodies,
and in the fireplace, as Geri held her quietly in the floor, his hips flush with hers,
his cock slowly softening within the tightness of her body. Geri was totally and
completely spent. Slowly, he drew out of her, and sat by Tavia, watching her, as
the husky caught her breath, still sprawled on the floor.
"Tavia... is maybe regretting all of this tomorrow." she informed after a
long silence, snuggled Geri softly. "And maybe she is not. But for now, she is
letting Geri stay inside." she informed. Geri nodded softly, holding Tavia for a bit
longer, stroking her hair, her face, being a lot more quiet and relaxed, if for no
other reason than the feral and passionate sex had been entirely exhausting.
After a while, catching himself almost dozing off with the husky female pressed
flat on the floor, he moved enough to shake Tavia out of her warm afterglow,
almost asleep herself. Geri picked her up in his arms, with a slight bit of protest
from her, and took her upstairs, to bed. It was a little cooler up there, but there
were a lot of covers on the bed, so it was still quite comfortable when he slipped
under the covers with her, and happily, contentedly dozed off, spooned up
happily against the once very threatening canine.

Geri stretched out luxuriantly as he awakened, the smell of food cooking in

the kitchen catching his nose. He sat up on the couch and looked about. It took
a moment for him to remember why he was there and not in bed, but in recalling
the previous night, he had awakened with a bit of dread at a strange sound, to
find Tavia chewing on one of his antlers in her sleep. So, for his own safety, not
wanting to wake her, he had padded downstairs to sleep in front of the fire.
The girl peeked around the arched doorway of the kitchen and smiled, a
very inviting sight to Geri. She brought another candle into the room, to light it a
little better. It was morning, but not yet very light. The smell of what had to be
banana bread, fresh baked, wafted along with her. The husky was wearing a
thick cotton robe, and perhaps nothing else, which is something Geri always
found quite alluring.
"Now then, I am thinking that Geri got a little cold up there. Big strong
buck-type would not make it through a Russian winter, I know!" she teased. Geri
opted not to tell Tavia about the antler thing, as he didn't want her feeling
accused. She laughed at him, but not in a mean way, which made him feel a
little better. "Now then, Tavia is letting bread cool, and we can have some, and
Geri is staying down here so I can get dressed, and we will go and take a look at
Geri's home and see how bad it is being." she said. She padded upstairs again,
and the buck heard her door close. He got up and stretched a bit, blushing at the

fact that he hadn't bothered putting his clothing back on. He put on his pants and
found himself looking at a box by the fireplace. It looked rather dusty and old,
and his curiosity got the best of him.
Geri sat on his knees a moment, and lifted the lid of the box. It was
empty, but looked like it was getting used primarily to store kindling for starting
fire. On the bottom of it however, was a picture, stuck face down. It was small,
but the tan back of the old photo caught his eye. He took the picture out, gritting
his teeth a little, as part of the picture stuck to the bottom of the box. he turned it
over and smiled. It was a black and white photo of Tavia, and someone else, but
the other person's face was now stuck permanently to the bottom of the box.
They were in front of the statue of liberty, surrounded by various baggage. Geri
realized this was probably a picture of the huskys arrival to the States. He was
about to put the picture down when he spotted something that caught his
attention. In the picture, a person almost at the far left edge, was giving
someone off-picture a newspaper. Geri looked closely, wanting to see just how
long Tavia had been in the US, since the image looked so faded and worn.
At seeing the image, his heart almost stopped. It could not be possible.
He had to be seeing it wrong. Tavia looked no older than him. Maybe 30 at the
very oldest, but in the image, she looked the same as she did now. Still, on the
paper that was being handed, closer to the camera than Tavia herself was, there
was the date, in bold letters, perhaps the least faded thing in the entire photo.
The date on the paper was August 5th, 1965. At the sound of the husky
moving around upstairs, opening her bedroom door, Geri put the photo back in
the box, and darted over to the couch. Tavia walked past him with a delightful
smile, and back into the kitchen, her attitude so different now. Geri shook his
head. The photo had to be a family member. It could not have really been
Tavia. That was silly. She was a hermit, not a spook.
Geri shook his head. He was letting her accent and her unusual
mannerisms get to him. He was not going to ask stupid and silly questions now
that this gorgeous canine was being friendly with him. He padded into the
kitchen to join Tavia, and to enjoy her cooking for the first time. The picture was
discarded back into the box labeled "Moxy" and forgotten.