"Ona next?" You ask, picking some errant white fuzz hand sheers you're holding.
It's shearing time for your modest flock of sheep. In the past, it was quite the daunting task. But, these days…
The wolfman lets out an affirmative noise between a huff and a grumble, and then goes to seek out the correct sheep. He approaches the flock with no fear from the animals, despite so closely resembling their natural predator. They part like a small, cloudy sea to accommodate the large beast moving about them.
Your flock being so comfortable with him continues to be something that brings a smile to your face.
He quickly spots the ewe in question. Another testament to how much he loves your animals- since the visual differences between one sheep to the next are so minute, in the past you wouldn't have expected anyone besides yourself to be able to tell them apart.
And yet, he easily plucks her from the ground. The ewe in question gives no sign of protest other than a slightly confused bleat, even as her hooves leave the ground.
He brings her over with a look of accomplishment, holding her aloft with a wide mitt of a paw on either side of the sheep's body.
Here you are.
Your hands guide the shears deftly and quickly, following well-trodden muscle memory. While you managed this task well enough on your own as a solitary shepherd, his help has become such an essential part of the process that you can't imagine how you did it without him, now.
"There," You give her a pat on the side and a few loose tufts of wool fly into the air. "She's all done."
The werewolf pulls the sheep back towards his chest, and his pink tongue licks an affectionate wet trail between her ears before he places her down in the pen with the other sheared ewes.
You laugh as you watch her stumble away with her new cowlick.
"Nicest one of the day so far." You give the wool a quick glance over in your lap. None of them have been bad, really, since you take such good care of your animals. But she's always had the highest quality wool of them, and this is a particularly fine specimen.
Prettiest coat of the bunch, hers.
He has always favored her the most, you've noticed.
"Of course you think that, she's your favorite." You tease him.
I don't have favorites. He lies directly into your mind, as if you wouldn't be able to tell.
"Everyone has favorites."
He pauses for a moment, but from the way his tail starts thumping the dirt, it's clear to you what he's going to say.
You're my favorite.
You hum in muted acknowledgement, throwing the wool over the nearby fence post, apart from the others, to hide your flustered expression.
You've already decided you're going to knit him a sweater, anyway- he is your favorite, after all.
Odel is getting a part 2 shortly! Just thought I’d write a small little thing to keep me going and not be driven into madness lol.
CW/Tags: breeding, praise kink, slight nipple play, slight clit play, dirty talk. Reader is a faun.
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“Are you going to join me?”
You watched from the edge, aware of the golden, heated and intense eyes staring back up at you. At that very moment, the tiny towel wrapped around you didn’t seem to be helping in keeping you exposed.
It reached your upper thighs, not keeping much from a sudden breeze lifting the towel and showing everything to the emperor awaiting your decision.
“Isn’t it very inappropriate?” You inquired, eyes gazing from the bare chest of the humanoid dragon to the waters below. The winter chill was the only thing that stopped you from freezing over, thankful the thick wool around your legs was keeping you warm, your upper body not so much. “I shouldn’t be sharing the waters with an emperor.”
The dragon emperor, Asahi was every part beautiful to look at: the Golden – he was called – majestic and radiating raw power. Ram-like horns curved upwards like a crown on his head, glittering gold as coins when they caught the light, his skin a radiant glow of gold and bronze. His long dark hair was as curly as the ringlets of your wool.
He was a general and warrior, every ladies’ dream in a husband. Thousands of lesser lords tried to set betrothals with their daughters to him, and for every single one, they were rejected. It was odd for an emperor to not want to be married off, but it had been rather confusing why he had seemed to of taken interest in someone like you. You were a minor lord’s daughter, handmaiden to his mother, the former Empress, surrounded by the gold and jewels of the emerald Imperial Palace.
“Nonsense,” he dismissed it languidly, his voice a soft and deep timbre. “Everyone is welcome to join. High or low. It is a chillier winter this year after all. I would rather you didn’t catch a chill.”
You stared back down to the waters, your hoof gingerly testing the waters. Warm, warm enough that it would keep you comforted. Staring back to meet Asahi’s generous gaze, you could feel the warm build-up in your chest, nervousness brooding.
“Is it okay if you turn round?”
It didn’t take a reason for Asahi to ask, nodding with a gentle smile on his face, turning through the waters, his muscular back facing you.
The waters enveloped you the further you waded through once you took the time to for bravery. A goat for the slaughter. The towel was discarded to the ground, and the wool of your legs grew heavy as the water soaked through, making you feel as if you were sinking the more you walked in.
Crouching your legs, you waded in, awaiting the emperor to turn back to face you. Your chest was covered by the opaque liquid, enveloping you with some protection against your virtue being ruined.
Asahi turned to face you, observing you. “You are most beautiful.”
You blushed heavily. “Thank you, my emperor.”
“Asahi,” he corrected amicably. “Asahi when we’re alone. Now,” a clawed finger traced your jawline with a thoughtful stroke along your skin, uttering a shudder to spread down your spine. “don’t be shy, I won’t bite.”
You treaded further to sit beside him, carefully soaking your body in the waters. Your body appreciated the warmth against the elements, the chill in the night was not helping in the slightest, but what was also helping was the pure heat rising off of the scaled body next to you.
“Hmm,” he purred, earning his head back against the panels behind him, eyes peeled to stare back at you curiously. “This is nice.”
You copied his movements, albeit not as graceful as him. For a dragon humanoid like himself, he was large, larger than most humans and those of his kind, carrying himself with both authority and nimbleness.
There was a silence that filled the openness of the outdoor area, followed by the sounds of crickets hidden in the bushes. Steam rolled off your body as the two of you lay in a comfortable tranquillity.
It was enough to gather your thoughts and try and still your beating heart, scared it would take off and leave you frozen dead on the spot. The emperor seemed to know what he was doing: moving closer to you, a hand coming round your waist, pulling you suddenly towards his chest.
You caught yourself before you fell face-first into the water, staring up at him in dreaded horror. Did you displease him? Did he wish for you to be out of his sight?-
“Now, now, you’re quivering like a leaf. I’m not that scary, am I?”
He brought the thoughts to subside, remembering whose presence you were in, before you tried awkwardly trying to excuse yourself, leaning back to no avail, Asahi’s hold on you was noticeably not letting you go any further from him.
“You’re such a small little thing.” He observed in a gentle tone, his hand around your waist squeezed at your rump unexpectantly, earning a yelp to fall from your open lips. “Such a cute, little goat.”
“My emperor!-“
“Asahi, or must I remind you, hmm?” He gave your rump a gentle squeeze once more, his entire hand enveloped around you with ease, and it did not seem to stop your heart from erupting from your chest due to the closeness, the way he held onto you. You bit your bottom lip, trying to stop the feeling from settling in your lower stomach, thoughts filling your mind no lady should’ve been thinking. “Sorry… Asahi.”
“That’s a good girl.”
His praises were sudden yet a pleasant sensation, sending pleasure to run down your spine, straight between your legs. You shifted uncomfortably in your spot, spotted by the dragon emperor. “Here, let’s get you more comfortable.”
“That won’t be necessary-“
He was quick with his hands around you, pulling you to his lap, immediately feeling his groin against your lower back, something twitching beneath the waters that made you yelp as if running your skin against something you shouldn’t have in the sea. “My lord!”
“That’s better.” He groaned, snuggling into your back, pressing himself further into you, aware that his cock was growing in size and hardness, twitching and moving with a mind of its own. “You are most warm.”
You didn’t want to move, to feel this enjoyment when you knew what he was doing to you. It was unbearable: feeling the heat rise in your stomach and between your legs, slick building. You wished for him to just turn you over and fuck you senselessly out of your wits, but you tried to keep your cool.
The emperor smiled into your hairline, kissing it sweetly despite where his hands were travelling to. “You are so cute when you make those noises.” A hand moved against your inner thigh, “May I hear more?”
You whined, not daring to speak as his fingers found their way further up between your legs, finding your clit between the wool of your legs, pinching and running his finger along it, inciting noises that had you flushed uncontrollably.
“Let me hear your voice, dear. You sound so beautiful.” He encouraged you further, and you did not want to fail him.
His endless teasing never seemed to end, until you finally turned to look back behind you, staring up at him through lidded eyelids. He did not need to say anything further, but when you felt the length of his cock press against your inner thigh, you knew he was thinking the same thing.
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“That’s it, ride my cock.”
You gasped and shuddered, water rippling along with your body, bouncing above the dragon with the might to match thunder. Your breasts bounced in time to the way you rode him, thighs clenched around his, stomach coiling with his length alone, moving in and out of you, reaching incredible depths inside you.
Asahi held you around your hip with a clawed hand, guiding you lazily, yet his eyes were aflame with ardent passion. “You’re such a slut, aren’t you? Riding my cock-- your emperor’s cock like some harlot.” He hissed.
“Y-Yes—oh, yes I am,” you whined, focusing on your orgasm approaching once more. The heat of the water and from him and brought sweat to you, spreading across your body the more you fucked yourself on him.
“Look at you, fucking yourself senselessly on me,” Asahi rumbled a chuckle, eyes lit with enjoyment. “You’ve fucked yourself dumb on me.”
Your head was turning to mush, your body aching, and the need to come was coiling and twisting, making your chest do flips. Asahi was all very amused by this: tweaking one of your nipples idly as he observed.
“Go on, cum again, my beloved. Cum on my cock like the good girl you are.”
You didn’t need to be told twice, as the orgasm was ripped from you with the force that had you shuddering. You clutched onto the dragon with desperation as you rode it out, the forceful thrusts didn’t seem to falter as they took you through a ride. In fact, you coming seemed to spur him on further.
“That’s it,” he growled through gritted teeth, “you’re mine. All mine. Mine for the fucking—gonna breed you—”
He howled, hips stilling, holding you down above him as he came inside you, his hips stuttering as he gave a cry into the night, thrusting his remaining cum inside your aching used hole.
Your breaths steamed into the night, conjoining together as one, and when the dragon embraced you lovingly, all pain, and worries seemed to melt away.
You thought it was all done, before you could even register his thick, rigged cock was twitching once more, still rock hard.
“I’m not done with you just yet,” he murmured lovingly, his hips giving a low thrust to make you moan aloud again. “The night is still young, and I’m in need of warmth.”
Sun, Moon, and/or Roxy meeting a deer faun reader. The reader’s rather shy and tries to hide the fact that they’re not exactly human, but the click of their hooves against the tiles gives them away often. They’re a little uncertain around Moon, after seeing how Sun panicked before Moon showed up, but eventually, they become friends. With Roxy, they’re even more uncertain, especially since a few alarm bells are going off in their mind, but they eventually work up the courage to be her friend!
Sun
The Superstar Daycare became a sort of “safe place” for you.
For one, you wouldn’t get stares from others whenever your hooves loudly clicked on the checkered floors. You hated it, but unfortunately there wasn’t much you could do.
At least the daycare had mostly padded cushioning.
When Sun springs out to tell you it's closed, he sees you and gawks, rambling in excitement at how you resembled one of the mythical creatures in his stories.
“..s-so you don’t mind my hooves?” You shyly ask.
“Of course not!! Though...you really, really, really should go. They’re turning off the lights soon and you don’t wanna be here when that happens!”
“Why not?”
“Because-!”
Then all of the sudden...the daycare’s lights go out. And Sun acts like he’s been shot, panicking.
“No no no!! It’s not nighttime yet!! It’s a minute too early!! TURN THEM ON!! TURN THEM ON!!!” He suddenly runs off, and you’re left wondering what the hell just happened.
Moon
As you wander through the dark daycare, you see red lights and find the attendant in a different form. You recognized him as Moon from the ads.
Was this the reason Sun was so afraid?
Was he dangerous?
Surely he couldn’t be if he was meant to care for kids.
Yeah, Sun must’ve been overreacting. But in the back of your mind you knew you had to stay cautious.
“Hello, little faun~” Moon cackles in a quiet, hoarse voice. A total contrast to his daytime's counterpart.
You just greet him politely, a little nervous.
But eventually you do befriend him, and find him to actually be quite mellow and not really caring about you being a faun.
Though your hooves clacking along the tiles might irritate him. He doesn’t like loud noises.
Sometimes he can easily startle you, too. But besides that he’s pretty cool and Sun calms down when you reassure him you get along with Moon just fine.
Roxy
She sees you visit the Plex during the later hours, hearing the clicks of your hooves a mile away.
Of course, you’re naturally afraid of her since she’s a wolf and, well, you’re half-deer.
You knew she wasn’t anything like a real life wolf.
But anytime you see her teeth you just get...chills. You didn’t know why.
One day, you’re watching her performance at a table. Seeing her being in her element somehow reassures you she’s not dangerous at all. You hoped she didn’t think you perceived her that way.
So after her show you walk up to her, working up the courage to finally say something. “Your performance was perfect!”
“Thank you---oh, you’re the faun, huh?” She looks down at your hooves. “I've seen how you looked at me.”
“Oh..I-I’m sorry-”
“Nah, I get it. But you don’t have to worry about a thing.” She winks. “I’m all bark, no bite. So...we cool?”
“Yeah! W-We’re cool.” You give her a fistbump and she grins.
For once you’re not afraid of seeing her smile up-close.
