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Chapter Twenty Three And A Half: Lamb Honey

"Vernon you can't be serious!" Dawn continued her protest as the wolf carefully made his way through the rows of corn.

Despite the growing darkness of the evening and the shadows among the stalks, the wolf had no trouble making his way through the massive field. The fact that wolves had a keen sense of night vision, coupled with his familiarity with it's layout from the previous days picking as well as the modicum of available moonlight gave him more than enough to work with in his efforts to find the perfect secluded spot. The family field always had its share of bald patches, which had only managed to worsen now that the family's pest control methods had become inconsistent. But the wolf needed to find the one furthest out. The sparsest patch buried in the thickest, darkest part of the field. Something far, far from the Hunter Homestead, and more importantly, far from the prying eyes and listening ears within. Somewhere the wolf hoped, would be far enough away to give the pair enough privacy to carry out his plan. At the very least, far enough away to keep his quiet little ewe's voice from having even the slightest chance of carrying back to the house.

"Just a bit further, I'm sure I saw-" The wolf stopped as he stumbled into the small clearing. The flattened area was just large enough to accompany the pair, and as the wolf craned his head above the rows of healthy stalks he could just barely make out the Hunter Ranch in the distance. Its pale interior lighting reduced to little more than fuzzy pinpricks in the dark no bigger than the stars in the sky.

"Perfect." Vernon mused as he quietly entered the ruined patch of crop, the withered and crumpled stalks beneath his feet crackling softly as strode into the uneven circle. Vernon smiled widely as he took stock in his find. Ulric always firmly believed that these dead spots that periodically cropped up in the field were the work of extra-terrestrials. Unfinished crop circles, left incomplete in their haste to escape being caught by the locals when they checked the fields. No matter how many times their parents explained that it was simply the work of the usual field pests looking for an easy meal, the wolf refused to accepted it. Vernon could only hope his brother was wrong, as any aliens that chose tonight of all nights to show up would be in for quite a show.

With a satisfied sigh, Vernon began to ease the ewe off his shoulders. However, where the ewe once protested to be put down, Vernon now found her fighting to hang on.

"Vernon! No!" Dawn continued to resist, but the ewe's poor grasp on his arm was little match for gravity's pull, and eventually she slid free. Dawn had barely touched the soil before Vernon felt her wrap her arms around his leg, burying her head into his side.

"We can't do this! Not out here!" The ewe whined.

Vernon chuckled as he knelt down, easing the ewe away slightly as he began to set the picnic sheet on the withered stalks below.

"Would you rather we take care of it in the house?" The wolf smirked. "Because it's gonna be a lot harder to-"

"NO!" Dawn yelped, pushing away from the wolf. Despite the darkness the blush on her muzzle was so bright it seemed practically iridescent. Vernon laughed again as he spread out the blanket, giving the center a firm press. The plaid blanket seemed to spring back in response to his prodding, the dead corn stalks adding a layer of bounce and comfort that the soil alone would have been unable to provide.

"I mean of course not! No!" Dawn argued, the flustered ewe was now squirming where she stood. Vernon arched an eyebrow as he regarded her hunching form. Dawn was clearly nervous, standing with her legs crossed and shuddering slightly. She seemed to be bouncing softly in her step as she bit at her hoof, almost looking the way a young pup did when they desperately needed to use the restroom. But the strong scent that was steadily streaming from the ewe was a dead give away for just what she was trying to hold in. As nervous as she was, he could tell she was almost equally as excited.

"B-But outside!? In public!?" Dawn yelped as the wolf eased himself on to the blanket.

"Pft...what public?" Vernon said. The wolf raised a paw above his eyes, feigning a search for any mammals nearby through the sea of darkened stalks. It was a halfhearted measure, and even with the lack of effort it was enough to easily prove they were truly alone.

"It's just you and me out here Honey Lamb." A wry grin crawled across the wolf's muzzle as he gently pat the blanket next to him, beckoning to the hesitant ewe.

"But what if they hear us!?" The ewe warily crept closer. The wolf could see the struggle going on behind her eyes, her fear of getting caught wrestling with her gnawing, burning desires.

"They won't hear you Honey Lamb." Vernon cooed, reaching out a paw toward his mate. "You don't get nearly as loud as me, and even so a few stray bleats ain't as easy to read as a howl."

The ewe shimmied closer, partially extending a trembling hoof as she looked away from the wolf. Each fleeting moment of eye contact only seemed to only deepen the blush on her muzzle.

"C'mon Lamb Fry, just let me do all the work." The wolf assured as her hoof grew closer to his reach.

"Besides, ain'tcha ever been curious what it's like?" Vernon flashed the ewe a sly glance as his voice dropped to a throaty rumble. "Havin' a little bit of fun in the wild, just like our ancestors used to?"

A throaty bleat escaped the ewe's mouth as she practically fell into Vernon's grip. Her hoof landed in his paw, and before the ewe could slip to the ground the wolf had easily tugged her onto the blanket next to him. Vernon let out a soft chuckle as the ewe bounced slightly on landing.

"W..well, I mean..." The ewe trailed off, her voice shaky and uncertain. "I-it's not like I haven't th-thought about it." Vernon could tell the ewe's guard was dropping. The worry in her eyes was fading fast as they began to glimmer in an almost dreamlike state. She was staring up at the moon again, as if trying to keep her eyes away from the wolf. But the scent rolling off of her now all but told the wolf her mind was made up, whether she was ready to admit it or not.

The ewe shuddered slightly, a lustful bleat slipping out of her muzzle before she gave her head a brisk shake as if to give one last defensive joust to her own rising lust.

"B-but what about the house rule!" The ewe stammered, turning back to the wolf. Dawn sounded almost uncertain of her words as she spoke, as if she no longer agreed with her own objections, but felt that it was something somebody needed to say." Wh-what if Audrey finds ou-"

Vernon placed his paw under the ewe's chin, silencing her as soon as he made contact. Lifting her head slightly the wolf looked down at his mate with adoring eyes. He could feel the tension in her neck muscles slacken as she seemed to melt under his gaze.

"The house rule is about rutting, it don't say anything about what I have in mind." Vernon smirked. "Even Xavier would call it an open and shut case Darlin'."

"Bu-"

"Shhhhh..." Vernon hushed. "Just forget about everythin'...okay Honey Lamb?"

Dawn opened her mouth, but the only thing that seemed to escape was another weak, shuddering bleat as her eyes remained fixed on the wolf.

"Let your Puppy Love take care of you." Vernon cooed. "Okay?'

Dawn remained quiet, her eyelids starting to sag as she stared back at Vernon. It seemed like the world around them grew quiet as the wolf waited for the ewe to let go. To give in and leave herself in his capable paws like she had done some many times before. It was slow, nearly imperceptible, but eventually the wolf felt her jaw push against his finger slightly. The weakest, most furtive nod pushing back against his paw as the ewe finally managed to find her words.

"Y-y-yes..." Dawn murmured softly, eyes beginning to shimmer. "P-Please."

Vernon brought his paw to Dawn's muzzle before drawing the lamb into a kiss. No matter how many times he had kissed her, it never seemed to lose that intense, electric sensation. To the wolf it was as if each kiss with Dawn was like their first all over again. All of that bottled up emotion they had been holding for each other before becoming an item explosively renewed with each powerful kiss. It wasn't long before the wolf felt the familiar presence of the ewe's petite tongue working its way into his own muzzle. It never made it very far, the size of their mouths too vastly different from one another to allow Dawn to ever truly meet the wolf in equal fervor. But it was more than satisfactory for the wolf.

However, Vernon knew he could not linger too long on playful kisses and the dancing of tongues. The wolf was already excited enough, and in order to properly help his lovely little lamb, he needed to keep a slightly cooler head. He was here to help her, to give the ewe the release she needed. And the wolf knew if he wasn't careful he would lose control, lured in by the excitement and irresistible aroma only to be unable to stop from burying himself in the ewe's slick and yearning folds. Vernon pushed against the ewe's muzzle with his paw, softly at first. But as the ewe persisted he found himself needing to apply actual force. Dawn took in a sharp gasp of air as she pulled back, staring at the wolf in a mixture of disappointment and surprise.

"V-Vernon, wha-?"

Vernon waggled a finger. "This is about you, not me." The wolf said, placing a paw on her shoulder. "All things considered foreplay is going to make it worse for the both of us."

Dawn shook her head briskly. "B-but what is-?"

Vernon nudged the ewe slightly, extending his other paw out to the exposed blanket ahead of him. "The only way we are gonna break that 'lil fever of yours without gettin' us in trouble is gettin' you off as quickly and as quietly as possible." The wolf gave the empty area a swift pat with his paw. "I don't want you spendin' the rest of the trip sufferin' like you are on top of everything else. Now scoot that cute little butt on over there!"

The red faced ewe gave a brisk nod, scrambling her way to the center of the picnic blanket as the wolf had instructed. Vernon watched as she took a seat in front of him, staring up at the wolf expectantly. The wolf merely raised an eyebrow in confusion at the sweaty sheep seated before him, and she replied with a baffled expression of her own.

"What?" Dawn huffed, her cheeks puffed in slight irritation.

Vernon placed a gentle paw on the ewe's forehead, letting out an amused chuckle.

"You forget exactly what I was going to do here Honey Lamb?" Vernon smirked.

The ewe stared for a moment before realization seemed to strike her.

"O-oh! Oh right!" Dawn squeaked, her blush deepening. " I'm just so nervous!" Dawn continued to chatter. "I mean It's just we're outside, and everyone's so close by, and I'm kind of-"

Vernon shook his head as he gently pushed the ewe flat against the blanket, effectively silencing Dawn's nervous rambling in the process. The wolf caressed her muzzle as he slid his paw from her forehead down, flashing the ewe a soft smile.

"Calm down Darlin'." Vernon cooed. "I know yer nervous, but we're gonna be fine, okay?" The wolf assured, pressing his thumb against Dawn's cheek as he gently rubbed it.

He watched the sheep swallow hard, before giving the wolf another slow, affirmative nod.

Retracting his paw, the wolf leaned back to appraise the sheep that lie out before him. It was another thing he never managed to tire of when the two were intimate. His hungry eyes were always eager to eat up every last inch of the ewe's form despite knowing it like the back of his paw. The wolf let out an amorous sigh as he rubbed his paws together in an effort to warm them up in preparation for laying them on the ewe's sizzling skin. No matter what he knew the ewe's temperature would make his paws feel like icicles when finally clasped against her exposed flesh. But at the very least warming them up would take some of the edge off of when finally grasping them against the ewe's inner thighs. Vernon chucked to himself as he thought about how he must appear to the ewe as his tongue made yet another pass around his muzzle. It must have looked as if he were thanking the gods themselves for the bounty of a meal they had provided him. The wolf laughed again as he realized that was largely true.

Reaching his paws out, the wolf gently clasped each of her knees and began to slowly part the ewe's legs.

For a brief moment he saw a flicker of blue as the ewe's panties were slightly exposed to the moonlight before a shudder caused her billowing purple skirt to collapse and fill the newly empty space. It also forced the pheromones hovering just below out in a rush, sending a concentrated blast of the ewe's distinct scent directly into the wolf's nostrils.

The small wind felt warm with the ewe's natural body heat, which only seemed to amplify the delicious scent. Vernon closed his eyes, taking a drag of her aroma deep into his lungs. The wolf shuddered as a series of tingles shot up his spine, and with it returned a familiar heat centered within his loins. The wolf knew his agony was only just beginning, but he had a duty to his mate. A duty he intended to see through to the end.

Vernon grasped the edge of Dawn's skirt, hiking it up to her waist line carefully. Once he had made it as far as her mid-thigh he felt the ewe's hoof clasp his own, taking the skirt from his paw before pulling it the rest of the way up. The ewe let out a shuddering sigh as her panties finally came back into the wolf's view.

The familiar sky blue cotton panties adorned with frolicking cartoon sheep brought a goofy grin the wolf's face. Out of every set of underwear Dawn owned, those were always his favorites to catch the ewe sporting. It was simply something the wolf felt suited her far more than any other, and certainly did more to get the wolf's motor running then any gussied up, fancy lingerie could ever do. It was a reflection of his mates personality, the adorable lamb she was deep down, pure and natural in its beauty.

But the facade of playful innocent lambs had barely withstood the burning sexual hunger screaming for attention behind the cotton prison they had created. A swath of the meadow they bounced and played through had simply been flooded out. The material sopping wet and oozing slightly as Dawn's nethers pulsated behind the thin material. As the wolf placed a paw on Dawn's inner thigh, another shudder wracked the ewe's body, and Vernon watched wet outline of her muscles contract in time with her movement. He was no stranger to making the ewe wet before, in fact the wolf thought he had it down to a science. But still, it seemed the usual downpour had become a monsoon in the wake of her nagging estrus.

"Y-yer soppin' Honey Lamb." Vernon muttered in awe, more to himself rather than Dawn.

Dawn groaned, arching her back as she twisted against the sheet.

"HaHaaaah!" She moaned. "I-I can f-feel your b-b-breath Puppy!"

Vernon suddenly realized his mouth was hanging open. He had inadvertently begun panting heavily as he eyed the treasure beneath his mate's thin cotton covering. The wolf quickly closed his maw, wiping the slight drool from the corner of his mouth as he tried to shake off the erotic fog that was creeping over his mind and freezing him just short of the threshold. It was something easier said than done, as the ewe's pheromones had only grown thicker as he closed in on the source.

"S-Sorry..." Vernon replied.

"N-No..." Dawn cooed..."I-its good...it's really..." The ewe trailed off.

Vernon placed his paws tightly on the ewe's hips, earning a surprised squeak from the little lamb.

"Well then, let's not waste anymore time..." Vernon said, his muzzle curling into a mischievous grin as the ewe covered her glasses with her hooves. The wolf slipped his index fingers under the edges of Dawn's panties, catching them with the tip of his claws. He began to slowly peel away the fabric, easing it around the lamb's supple hips before dragging it down the slope of her thighs. All the while the wolf's gaze remained fixed on her covered mound, watching in eager anticipation for the moment the curtain finally drew back and fully revealed his prize.

As the thin veneer of fabric pulled away, the wolf was surprised to see just heated up the lamb really was. Her trembling mound was a deeper pink than normal, more swollen and puffy than the wolf had ever seen it. It was as if nearly all the blood in the ewe's body had been forced to her loins, and even as she was arguably resting, the wolf could see the barest of contractions coming from her muscles in time with her heart beat. It had also grown so slick with the lamb's juices that nearly every edge of her ewehood shimmered in the moonlight. Several strands of it stretched between the fabric and her quivering mound as he continued to pull the fabric free, breaking one by one as the distance between her flesh and the cotton grew farther and farther apart.

Dawn arched her back, raising her rump into the air slightly as her slit contracted, causing more of the liquid that had soaked her panties to dribble onto the picnic blanket.

"R-Rut!" The ewe hissed as her hips came back down. "C-Cold!"

Vernon hadn't even considered that just exposing her nethers to the night air would be a shock to the little ewe's system. The fact that nearly all of her heat was now centered around her puffy pink vulva probably only served to make the cooling caress of Autumn's breeze feel like the cold embrace of a frigid Winter's night.

"So Rutting cold!" The ewe let out another hiss as she squirmed against the sheet. Vernon watched the ewe's free hoof make a dart toward her quivering mound, presumably in an effort to shield it from the frigid air, but the wolf quickly snapped it up in his paw.

"V-VERNON!" The ewe whined as she squirmed uncomfortably.

"My tongue can't get through yer hoof Darlin." Vernon chuckled.

"B-but...B..." The ewe's protests trailed off as her body quivered. He could tell by her tone that the ewe's body and mind remained in conflict. A simple case of wanting to keep from suffering the pure agony of being over stimulated while at the same time having to remind herself that allowing it would cause the suffering to ease.

"R-right...right...sorry." The ewe lamented, her defensiveness shifting back into reluctant acceptance. Vernon felt her pull her trapped hoof out of his grip before setting it back to her side.

"Don't worry, I'll get you there nice and quick. And then you won't have to worry about that burnin' fire down below for the rest of the trip." Vernon replied, placing his paws back on the interior of the ewe's thighs. "Then when we get back to Zootopia, and were all alone back at the apartment, I can give ya the full treatment."

"Mhhh...hmm..." Vernon heard the lamb moan..."Promise?"

"Darlin'." Vernon chuckled. "Wild horses couldn't keep me away."

The ewe let out another soft moan and the wolf could feel her thighs pressing against his paws as she squirmed again. Vernon watched as her lips pulsed, causing a little bit more of her juices to dribble out onto the picnic blanket.

"Alright, I've let enough of that go to waste." Vernon said. The wolf placed his paws back under the ewe's rump before lifting it upward, causing the ewe to let out another squeak. Vernon flashed the ewe a mischievous grin. "I'm glad I didn't go overboard with the pie, otherwise I wouldn't have room for my favorite dessert of all."

The ewe let out an shuddering giggle. "W-what's that?"

"A heaping pot full of lamb honey." The wolf said with a chuckle.

Wasting no time on the ewe's entrance, the wolf simply darted his tongue deep into the ewe's hungry folds, bringing his muzzle tightly against her mound. The first thing that surprised him was just how intense the heat felt against his tongue. The broiling fire that enveloped it reminded him of a fresh, sweet tea, still piping steam from its surface, although somehow not burning his tongue despite it.

The other shock was at just how little distance the wolf's tongue had been able to creep into her succulent folds. Usually he could get his tongue to fill the ewe up to the hilt almost as soon as it entered her. But her muscles were clamping down so tightly that even with all the extra moisture, Vernon sensed he had only made it a quarter of the way in.

"RRRUUUUUUT!" Dawn practically screamed as her hips bucked against the suction of his muzzle. He could feel the shockwaves shimmer through her body as she slammed her hooves against the picnic blanket, but despite the full on spasms that wracked her tiny frame the muscles within her sex pulsed at a considerably weaker pace. Unlike their first time, when the wolf had managed to make her cum by just barely getting his tongue inside her, it was clear he was going to have put some real work into this session to properly put out the inferno blazing within her.

Vernon closed his eyes as he continued to press his tongue against the aggressive push of the ewe's inner muscles, lapping up and down the clenched walls as he steadily suckled at her nethers. With each breath he drew more and more of her freely flowing honey into his maw, closing his eyes as he savored the sweetness. Dawn's juices were something the wolf found almost indescribable. The taste was something that was mostly sweet, with just the slightest hit of tartness to it. Almost strangely fruity, although as to which kind of fruit the wolf was at a loss. But surely if such a fruit existed the wolf would have found himself eating it daily. Although considering how sexually active the pair had become, tasting that mysterious, succulent fruit was practically a daily occurrence as it was.

Each suckle, each hearty lap of the ewe's sweet nectar added to the heat growing deep within the wolf. He could feel the pressure building in his loins as his throbbing lance had slipped out of its sheath, and was now pressing hard against the denim of his jeans. The feeling was only made worse by the thick, intoxicating scent of the ewe's pheromones. With each buck of the ewes hips and clench of her inner muscles another strong blast of her scent would shoot right into the wolf's nostrils. Each inhale increasing his heart rate just a little further, getting him just a little hotter, and making it all the more difficult to think clearly. The erotic fog had grown into more of a shroud around the wolf's brain, blocking out nearly all of his rational thoughts in favor of the screaming desire to rut now echoing through the emptiness. He wanted her so badly, he needed her, but the last gasps of his grounded inner control told him he simply couldn't. The risk was too great.

"O-Oh Vernon! Oh Gods!" The ewe bucked again, this time grabbing the tuft of hair on Vernon's head as she rode out another tremor. His tongue was getting a little deeper as it kept up its constant assault. Like the ocean washing against the shore, slowly stripping it away, he was working his way deeper into the ewe's precious inner sanctum. The ache of his tongue only matched by the aching in his loins as he arched his long muscle into another writhing lap.

"I-I'm so...I'm so close!" Dawn moaned, her grip still firmly on Vernon's head. He could feel her attempting to push him deeper as she ground against his muzzle more and more frequently. All the wolf could do was simply tighten his grip on her buttocks in an effort to make it easier to force his tongue past the barrier within. The wolf found himself letting out soft whine with each lick as the scent and taste continued to pull at his own burning desires. By now he had begun to move his hips slightly in time with the ewe's own movements, as if somehow it would be enough to sate his own building urge to mate by merely pretending he was buried deep inside his Honey Lamb.

Finally the wolf managed to get his tongue as deeply as it could reach inside the ewe. Her muscles squeezed and pressed around it as it wriggled against her folds. In some ways it felt as though the wolf had shoved his tongue deep into an electric massage machine, as the amount of force the ewe was inadvertently applying caused his tongue to ache. It was almost painful, but it also managed to send tingles down the wolf's spine with each pulse against his muscle. Dawn's honey was flowing like a river now, and Vernon was keen not to miss a drop as each hearty gulp eased the waves of juice down his throat. The wolf's pleading whines continuing with each delectable slurp.

"V-Vernon! R-Ru-" The ewe panted, her body nearly lifting off the ground completely as she slammed her pussy against his maw. Vernon nearly lost his grip in that instant, almost falling backward by the ewe's sudden force. But he had managed to hold on by the skin of his teeth, his tongue remaining buried to the hilt and lapping away at her slick interior. Vernon was about to shift his paws to better hold the ewe when he felt her legs suddenly wrap tightly around his head.

"C'mon! C-C-C'mon!" Dawn was begging now, practically screaming as she grew more forceful. Squeezing with seemingly no restraint as the wolf felt his muzzle pushed harder and harder against her entrance. Above all the wolf tried to remain exceedingly careful when applying his mouth anywhere on the ewe's supple flesh, fearful of his own teeth cutting her somehow. But the ewe's force was keeping his teeth pressed firmly on the skin around her mound with enough pressure that the wolf could feel her heart pound through each individual tooth.

"P-Please Vernon!" The ewe whined.

The wolf could barely stand the pressure anymore. Between the squeezing against his head, the overwhelming pheromones, an the fact that he had yet to take a breath of air through his mouth for what he thought was about five minutes, the wolf was reaching a breaking point. His tongue had bottomed out inside the ewe, and as long as it was, even it had its limits. By now this kind of treatment was enough to usually get the ewe to orgasm hard, yet aside from the consistent pressure the wolf couldn't feel the usual signs that preceded one of her spectacular releases. For all the intensity, the contractions within her walls remained even and steady.

"Almost! A-Ahhh! Almost!' Dawn bleated, rolling her head on the picnic blanket. "C'mon Puppy!"

Vernon raised an eyebrow as he continued to work at the ewe's hungry sex.

"Mhmh Trmin!" The wolf tried to speak through the ewe's grinding, only to have the ewe's pubic bone bang against his nose sharply. The wolf winced as he took another hard suckle against the ewe's quivering lips.

"AHH!" The ewe yelled, squirming her hips hard against Vernon's face." "I-I'm So CLOSE! I just c-can't-" Vernon watched the ewe bite her hoof as she let out another lurid moan. "I-It's just no-not enough...I c-can't!"

Vernon clasped the ewe's legs, pulling them off of his head as he finally yanked his mouth free of the ewe's sopping entrance. The wolf let her hips fall back to the blanket as he drew in a sharp breath of pure air. His mind was still in a lusty fog, but the clean autumn air manage to wake his rational mind a bit more than it had been while he was practically sewn to the ewe's nethers.

"I'm givin' it everything I got Honey Lamb!" The wolf said, still gasping as he placed a paw to his head. The sexual fog had left him slightly dizzy as he watched the ewe writhing on the sheet below.

"No-NO!" Dawn bit her lip as she brought one of her hooves down to her loins. The ewe began to furiously rub at her entrance as she frowned up at the wolf, massaging her clit between her hooves as she bucked again. "I'm so C-Close!" She stammered, her mind now appearing to be completely taken over by lust. "Y-You c-can't L-LEAVE ME l-like THIS!" The lamb bleated as she continued to paw at herself.

Vernon ran a paw through his hair as he watched his ewe working at herself. His cock was now throbbing so painfully against his denim jeans that he was certain it would simply burst through it at any minute. He wanted her so badly now, to feel that extraordinary tightness gripped around his own rod as her hooves dug into his back. But he knew he would howl, and they would find themselves caught by the entire Hunter clan.

" I can keep going, I can-"

"N-N-NOOOO!" Dawn groaned. The ewe was now working her digits in and out of her slit as she continued to stare at Vernon with starving eyes. "I-It's not e-enough! I NEED YOU NOW!" The lamb was clearly gone now, her rational mind buried beneath as sea of desire for drunken animal warmth. "P-P-PLEASE!"

Vernon let out a whine as he watched his Honey Lamb desperately struggling to break her fever, to put out the fire his brilliant plan had only managed to worsen. He knew it would be cruel to simply leave her that way, on top of everything she had been through thus far.

"I NEED YOUR KNOT!" The ewe pleaded, letting out a lusty bleat as she writhed in beautiful agony.

It was the final straw, and Vernon found the last of his defenses falling away as he began to unzip his pants. The wolf pulled aggressively at his zipper as he began to line himself up with the petit ewe. As his zipper finally managed to hit the bottom of the tread he felt the metal tab pull free from the strain, the wolf having pulled so hard he managed to break it in the process. The wolf quickly tossed it aside as he began to lower his trousers.

"A-Alright, were doing this. But I need you to promise me somethin' Honey Lamb." Vernon huffed.

"W-What?!?" The ewe uttered as she continued to writhe.

Now that the wolf's pants were down to his knees, he only had one more barrier between his cock and the lovely inviting warmth that the wolf sometimes affectionately referred to as 'his den'. In one swift motion Vernon's pale green briefs were at his knees, allowing his cock to spring free into the crisp night air. Vernon sucked in the air sharply at the sudden coolness around his throbbing length. Despite the sudden contrast in temperature, it did nothing to quell the burning fire within.

"I need you to keep my muzzle shut." Vernon said as he slid closer to the ewe, allowing his form to loom over her slightly as he moved his rod closer to her pulsing sex. "Don't let go of it no matter what! Got it?" The wolf added, giving the ewe a deadly serious stare.

Dawn nodded briskly, taking a hard swallow as she pulled her hoof free of it's previous ministrations. "Y-Yes! I W-Will! I Promise!" Dawn stammered, continuing to nod as she spoke.

The wolf maneuvered his cock against Dawn's ewehood, looking down as he adjusted accordingly while she raised her hips to meet him. Just feeling the heat of her entrance against his tip was agonizing, but the wolf managed to resist the desire to simply plunge in as he turned his eyes back to the ewe. Vernon continued his serious stare, nodding for the ewe to make good on her promise before he began. Dawn's hooves were wrapped around his muzzle in a flash, tightly clasping it shut as she let out another throaty bleat.

"N-Now! NOW!" The ewe yelped, biting her lip as she flashed the wolf a serious stare of her own. Now that he felt safe in the fact that he would be unable to howl, he was happy to oblige.

Vernon's mind went blank as the head of his length slid into Dawn's yearning folds. The intense heat was a sharp and startling opposite to the cool night air that had previously surrounded it. It felt as though the wolf had nestled his groin up against a furnace, the pleasant and intense warmth sending convulsions through his body as her tight muscles gripped hungrily at his shaft. The pressure made the wolf's eyes practically roll back into his head as it pressed and pulled at his groin. Dawn's sex clearly hungry for more, yet the clamping force so strong that the wolf had trouble working his cock any deeper than the head.

"O-O-OHHH RUT!" Dawn hissed.

"RUT ME..." Vernon bit his lip sharply. Dawn's folds had never felt quite like this before, the estrus seemed to magnify every single aspect of her ewehood's normal behavior. The pressure, the heat, all of it was driving the wolf to his limit already, and he had barely entered her. If he wasn't careful, there was a real risk of blowing early, and the last thing they needed was having to spend even more time rutting in the field because the wolf failed to keep up with his mate the first time around.

Vernon tried to be gentle, for both Dawn's sake and his own, but the pressure against his rod refused to yield for anything less than a forceful jab. With each smaller, precision thrust the wolf earned a bleat from the ewe as well as just a few more centimeters of space inside her. Her muscles were throbbing hard against his cock, squeezing and suckling at it with each pump. Vernon found himself whimpering with each gentle tug, torn between simply remaining enveloped by Dawn's greedy sex and pulling away to try to force himself deeper.

The ewe was practically screaming now, each thrust causing her to buck more ferociously than the last. The wolf could feel her hooves digging harder and harder into his muzzle as he kept up his steady pace. Battering his throbbing cock further and further into her honey pot. He could feel his heat continuing to rise, the tingling in his stomach growing more intense as his orgasm neared. However, despite his desperate need to finish, the wolf continued to push his climax down, biting his tongue in an effort to buy him just a little more time as Dawn's needy lips continued to suck hungrily at his cock.

"V-Vernon! I-I-..." Dawn's pitch had grown higher as she started to desperately gasp at the air. Vernon was nearly buried to the hilt now, his knot now rubbing against her labia with each pump. He was waiting for the right moment, when he knew the ewe was close enough to the edge to push her over with one final powerful thrust.

'Just a little more, hold on.' The wolf repeated in his mind as the burning geyser within him bubbled just beneath the surface. The wolf was finding it hard to breathe as his muscles began to tense in every part of his body.

"R-RUT! RUT!" The ewe was practically pulling the wolf's muzzle now as she clutched it tightly. "I'M, I'M-"

Vernon knew what was coming, the ewe's inner muscles were all starting to shudder and pulse wildly. The tempo rapidly increasing with each thrust. Vernon clenched his teeth as he drew back one last time before slamming hard against the ewe's hips, instantly bottoming out against her hot, dripping sex.

The moment Vernon felt his knot slip into her hungry folds his mind seemed to go completely and utterly blank. He could feel his cock throbbing, bursting like a machine gun as it fired load after load of his cum deep into the ewe's welcoming pussy. For a while the only thing the wolf could hear was his own heartbeat as the blood pumped rapidly through his ears. But as his senses slowly began to recover, he began to pick up on another sound, something that he found vaguely familiar. It was only as his rational mind began to return, and the haze of intense lust began clear around his mind did the wolf become fully cognizant of just what the sound was. It was a howl, a wolf's howl. 'But who's that coming from?' The wolf thought to himself only for a moment before he became aware of his senses again. He could feel the rumbling of his diaphragm into his throat, the air rapidly leaving his lungs, and the pursing of his lips as the mysterious howl bellowed from his own muzzle.

"AWWWOOOOooooooOOOOOOoooooo!!!!!!' Vernon howled up to the sky before his eyes flew open in horror. The wolf quickly slapped his paws over his mouth before turning his attention to the dazed but equally shocked ewe laying beneath him. Dawn had her hooves over her mouth as she stared up at the now terrified wolf.

"H-Honey Lamb?" Vernon stammered, shuddering as a few lingering pleasurable waves rumbled through him.

The ewe nodded slowly.

"D-Did I just...?" Vernon couldn't even bring himself to say what he already knew.

The ewe gave another slow, meek nod.

"H-How..." Vernon muttered, now staring off at nothing as the realization set in further. "H-how many times?"

"I-I don't know!" Dawn gasped, worry on her now reddened face. "I-I was kind of...well...I mean..." The ewe twiddled her hooves together nervously.

Vernon's ears perked up as he heard the howls begin to filter in from the distant dark. There were many howls, coming in from every direction, but Vernon recognized a few almost instantly coming from the direction of the Hunter Ranch. As he continued to listen the wolf kept adding up the names as he recognized each distinct howl.

'Zach, Wade, Ulric....' Vernon thought to himself as dragged a paw down his face. It was everyone in the house, at least all of those who couldn't contain the urge to howl. Simply put, that meant they all had heard, and those who hadn't would surely be told of the couples misdeed. The wolf looked back down at the lamb below him. Despite the worried look on her face, her body seemed much more relaxed than it had been before.

"Wh-what..." Vernon muttered, wiping a paw through his sweat soaked hair. "What happened to your hooves!?" Vernon gestured to Dawn's hands as she held them flat against her chest.

"I-I-..." The ewe mumbled, still blushing furiously. "I must have slipped."

"Slipped!?" Vernon spat.

Dawn winced, waiving her hooves frantically. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I just...I was." Dawn let out a contented sigh as Vernon felt a shudder travel through her. "It was just so good I sort of...lost myself." A weak bleat escaped the ewe's throat.

"That makes two of us." Vernon said, letting out a groan as he placed his head in his paw.

"W-what do we do now?" Dawn asked timidly. "I-I mean they all heard us right? Audrey heard us?" Vernon could hear the panic rising in the ewe's voice as the numbing pleasure of reaching her climax finally seemed to be wearing off. "Oh gods! I can't look her in the eyes after this!"

"Shh!" Vernon shushed the ewe as he tried to think. There was no way his Mother wouldn't know what they had done, and they were surely in for an earful once they ran into her. For a moment the wolf thought of sneaking back into the ranch, and hiding in the basement for a few hours. At most, slipping in undetected could buy them some time, but ultimately they would be forced to face the music sooner or later. Suddenly his previous ideas on leaving the ranch during the picnic had begun to sound very appealing.

"Look, we'll just clean ourselves up and try to slip in unnoticed." Vernon said.

"W-what good will that do!?" Dawn spat. "It's not as if-"

"It's just to give us some more time! At the very least we can get rid of some of the scent we picked up during the rut before we..." The wolf trailed off, gulping as he thought about the coming confrontation. "Have to talk to Ma."

Dawn remained quiet. The wolf could see the wheels turning behind her eyes, the ewe clearly trying to think of a strategy of her own as she stared back up at him. Eventually though, the ewe frowned as she looked down at her own hooves.

"I-I guess it's all we can do..." Dawn muttered.

"Alright, well the sooner we get moving the-" The wolf stopped as another shudder of pleasure ran up his spine. His attempt to stand found him remaining firmly fixed to the ewe by his hips. The wolf looked down at his member, still stuffed tightly into the ewe's sex. Placing his paw around the base, the wolf attempted to pull it free once more, but still it remained buried in its den. Dawn shuddered as he gave it another hard pull.

"A-AHH! Vernon!" The ewe groaned. "D-Don't we have enough trouble already? Y-you can't possibly be th-thinking of going again!" Dawn shuddered.

Vernon looked back at the ewe as his muzzle twisted into a worried grimace. He didn't even know how to begin to explain what was happening now.

"U-Uh..." Vernon's voice cracked, and the wolf quickly cleared his throat as he tried to continue.

"I-I'm stuck." The wolf whined.

"What?" Dawn replied.

"I'm kinda stuck...in you." Vernon added. "I can't seem to pull out."

Dawn's muzzle scrunched up in confusion. "I-I thought you said wolves didn't get stuck inside their mates anymore!" The ewe's voice was rising in a panic as she tried to pull herself loose only to be met with the same result.

"I don't know!" Vernon spat, giving his waist another futile tug. "It never happened to me before!" The wolf ran a paw through his scalp. "I guess its because yer tighter than usual or somethin', but it ain't budgin'!"

Dawn gave another attempt only to let out a shuddering bleat in response.

"What do we do now!?' The ewe spat as she examined their fleshy tethering. The wolf could feel her muscles trying to push him out, sending more waves of pleasure and a few more jets of cum into the ewe in response. Dawn seemed to collapse as soon as she felt the seed, letting out another weak moan as she stared up at the wolf.

"T-that ain't gonna get it down any faster Darlin'." Vernon sighed.

The ewe ran a hoof through her messy wooly poof, letting out a sigh of resignation as her arm flopped back against the blanket.

"So..." Dawn lamented. "What now?"

Vernon sighed. "I suppose...we just got to wait it out."

Vernon leaned down, rolling over onto his back as he pulled the ewe up onto his chest, Dawn letting out a slight gasp as his member fired off another load during the motion. Now laying on top of the wolf, the ewe wrapped her hooves around him, burying her face into his chest as they sat in the darkness of the corn field, waiting for the issue to resolve itself. The ewe let out a shuddering sigh as snuggled deeper into his pelt.

"Best to try not to move." Vernon mumbled. "It'll speed things along."

"O-okay." The lamb replied shakily, her tone nervous and uncertain.

Vernon placed a paw on the ewe's back, rubbing gently as she let out a sigh. He screwed up, that was an understatement, but at least Dawn's estrus was taken care of. He knew at the very least his Mother would more than likely go easy on Dawn when it came to their little indiscretion, but he knew he was in for a hot little earful. And Yuri was certainly going to have a field day with this, at least for the rest of the trip. For now though the wolf tried to lose himself in the moment. Curled up with his Honey Lamb on a dark Autumn night, looking up at the stars above after having made passionate love. This was as close as heaven on Animalia as the wolf thought he could get. And despite the looming repercussions that lay before the pair, the wolf drank in the peace and serenity of cool, quiet evening. He could still hear the various howls of the wolfs around the farm, but from where he lie, they remained low and soft, meshing with the chirping of crickets and the whispering winds to weave a beautiful evening symphony. In this moment, everything was perfect.