This is a short work of erotic fiction containing furry, or anthropomorphic, characters, which are animals that either demonstrate human intelligence or walk on two legs, for the purposes of these tales. It is a thriving and growing fandom in which creators are prevalent in art and writing especially.
Please note that all characters are clearly over eighteen and written as such in all stories.
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The last reindeer out of the herd, the ones that performed the flight of the reindeer across the sky, all pulling the sleigh together, stood before the wolf, though neither wolf nor reindeer knew which way their interlude was going to swing.
The barn was quiet, Razak having left the warmth of the cabin and their reindeer celebrations to seek out Rudolph, with his trademark red nose. It did glow faintly, though the reindeer had assured him that it could be brightened when he wanted it to, even if the soft glow gave away their position, in the snow around the back of the barn. Inside, the barn was still lit, all musty warmth and softening hay, them out in the cold, though he didn't feel cold at all, not when he was pressed so wantonly up against the reindeer.
It was a long, deep kiss, the kind of kiss that lovers could break from and wonder what was going to happen next, the passion of it beyond anything else. But such a kiss could be shown in the throes of lust too, their hard cocks grinding up against one another, Rudolph's paw closed around as much of the two shafts as it could, pressing them together and pushing them back together too whenever they chanced to spring apart.
It was needed, all so very much so, the moment perfect as it was, though Razak knew, after everything that had happened down at the farm, he would have quite a story to tell when he finally made his way home. His bare hind paws crunched in the snow, compacting it down, though he knew exactly how he wanted to start things.
"Lean back and let me take care of you, hm?" He growled against Rudolph's lips, though Raz disliked having to break the kiss to do so, a string of saliva connecting them for a heartbeat of a moment. "You can't go off flying across the sky with your balls this heavy and you this...needy."
The last word rasped forth in an exhalation that spoke of lust, Rudolph shuddering against him, though he matched the light in the wolf's eyes easily with his own.
"I've done it many times," he grunted back, voice thick with need, "but I won't say no..."
Razak knew that he wouldn't, the wolf slowly, sensually folding to his knees, like he had done a thousand times over. It was a good place to be, even if he liked switching, taking the reindeer's thick cock down his throat, tasting it, showing him just what a wolf's muzzle was capable of. He had a longer tongue than the reindeer, slimmer and more flexible, able to twist and curl around the head of the reindeer's cock.
Rudolph leaned back against the side of the barn with a shudder.
"Ah... Fuck..."