
I slapped the book down in front of me. I had purposefully chosen the biggest, heaviest of my notebooks, just to feel and impregnate myself with the amount of shit I had to learn for these finals. I opened it at the middle, letting both halves slam down on my desk with a satisfying thud. I had 3 other notebooks sitting next to me, my exam schedule in front, my pens and papers. I checked my cellphone. Turned off. I checked the wall clock. 6 PM. I was going to fucking ROCK this semester.
And then there was a knock on the door, right as my pen touched the paper. I thought about not answering. But my light was on. I sighed and kept my pen on the paper. This was going to be nothing but a blink in my evening of hardcore studying. “I’m busy! Who’s there?”
“It’s Jeger! I need to pick my CD’s up!” The stag replied. I grumbled and got up, reaching out for the pile of cases on my table, walking to the door and unlocking it. As soon as the lock was turned the door was pushed against my paw and Jeger slid himself through the door, closing it behind him, smirking at me. I frowned, taken aback. “Hey, what are you doing? And… Why are you shirtless?”
The stag grinned and slipped his paws over my shoulders, arching his athletic body a little, causing an involuntary blush from me. Jeger and I were hooking up on a regular basis, in his room or mine, when a roommate was gone for a reliably long time. I can’t hide I’m super fond of him. He’s quite the insatiable stud. But right now’s not the time. “I’m just out of a party, I guess I left it behind. Doesn’t matter, beer ruined it in the first place.” He explained. I snickered and pushed the pile of CD’s into his paws. “That’s cool, but I got a date with my grades tonight, so I’m gonna have to show you the door, handsome.”
As I reached for the doorknob, Jeger slid his paw sensually up my arm, discarding the plastic cases back on the closest piece of furniture as he pressed his body against mine. His breath smelled a little of booze, but I had seen him drunk enough times to know he wasn’t there yet. His bare chest pressed against mine, his package, already swollen, bumped against my crotch, and I had to take a step back to avoid him kissing me. “Aww, come on, Jeg, I really need to study. My mindset’s there tonight, sorry. Pick your stuff and go, and I’ll see you tomorrow. My roomate’s at his parents.” I winked, hoping this would be enough to gain 24 hours on the horny buck.
Jeger crossed his arms, letting his eyes slip down onto my desk. “Biology, huh? We’re in the same class.” My eyes crossed his, I silently shook my head and he ignored me, sitting on the other side of my desk. “We can study together. It’s always better than alone.” He said with a ginger smile. I didn’t feel the courage to kick him out, and my first move was to reach for a shirt in my closet, tossing it at him. “Sure, but put a shirt on.”
Of course, the deer didn’t, staying topless and sexy and tempting as I started going through my notes. The next time I lifted my eyes, he was rolling a lollipop between his lips, taken from God knows where. I felt my loins tighten as he gave me his best fuck-me eyes, and I ran a paw through my mane in exasperation. “Why are you doing this now? I was primed, man. I wanna get straight A’s this semester. I was going to go all night long.” He chuckled, reaching his lollipop out towards me, aiming it at my muzzle. “The exams are in three weeks, Stripeys. Chill out.”
Was it the scent of strawberry, Jeger’s voice, or my damning equine libido? I don’t know. But shortly after my lips had replaced the lollipop on Jeger’s as we hotly made out, tongues slathering together, my paws squeezing his athletic rump. Between two thoughts about the deer’s naked body, I had some blurred flashes of studying schedules and how I’d recover from losing this evening. And eventually I'd have to get back to the stag, or turn straight. I mean, fuck.
I love Jeger's character. He's cool, he's athletic and he knows what he wants. Plus damn, just look at him. Tartii was pretty excited to draw us together, since she regularly geeks out on us. We love you. <3
Jeger ->
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Art by supa supa artist
tartii kawaii desu ne.
And then there was a knock on the door, right as my pen touched the paper. I thought about not answering. But my light was on. I sighed and kept my pen on the paper. This was going to be nothing but a blink in my evening of hardcore studying. “I’m busy! Who’s there?”
“It’s Jeger! I need to pick my CD’s up!” The stag replied. I grumbled and got up, reaching out for the pile of cases on my table, walking to the door and unlocking it. As soon as the lock was turned the door was pushed against my paw and Jeger slid himself through the door, closing it behind him, smirking at me. I frowned, taken aback. “Hey, what are you doing? And… Why are you shirtless?”
The stag grinned and slipped his paws over my shoulders, arching his athletic body a little, causing an involuntary blush from me. Jeger and I were hooking up on a regular basis, in his room or mine, when a roommate was gone for a reliably long time. I can’t hide I’m super fond of him. He’s quite the insatiable stud. But right now’s not the time. “I’m just out of a party, I guess I left it behind. Doesn’t matter, beer ruined it in the first place.” He explained. I snickered and pushed the pile of CD’s into his paws. “That’s cool, but I got a date with my grades tonight, so I’m gonna have to show you the door, handsome.”
As I reached for the doorknob, Jeger slid his paw sensually up my arm, discarding the plastic cases back on the closest piece of furniture as he pressed his body against mine. His breath smelled a little of booze, but I had seen him drunk enough times to know he wasn’t there yet. His bare chest pressed against mine, his package, already swollen, bumped against my crotch, and I had to take a step back to avoid him kissing me. “Aww, come on, Jeg, I really need to study. My mindset’s there tonight, sorry. Pick your stuff and go, and I’ll see you tomorrow. My roomate’s at his parents.” I winked, hoping this would be enough to gain 24 hours on the horny buck.
Jeger crossed his arms, letting his eyes slip down onto my desk. “Biology, huh? We’re in the same class.” My eyes crossed his, I silently shook my head and he ignored me, sitting on the other side of my desk. “We can study together. It’s always better than alone.” He said with a ginger smile. I didn’t feel the courage to kick him out, and my first move was to reach for a shirt in my closet, tossing it at him. “Sure, but put a shirt on.”
Of course, the deer didn’t, staying topless and sexy and tempting as I started going through my notes. The next time I lifted my eyes, he was rolling a lollipop between his lips, taken from God knows where. I felt my loins tighten as he gave me his best fuck-me eyes, and I ran a paw through my mane in exasperation. “Why are you doing this now? I was primed, man. I wanna get straight A’s this semester. I was going to go all night long.” He chuckled, reaching his lollipop out towards me, aiming it at my muzzle. “The exams are in three weeks, Stripeys. Chill out.”
Was it the scent of strawberry, Jeger’s voice, or my damning equine libido? I don’t know. But shortly after my lips had replaced the lollipop on Jeger’s as we hotly made out, tongues slathering together, my paws squeezing his athletic rump. Between two thoughts about the deer’s naked body, I had some blurred flashes of studying schedules and how I’d recover from losing this evening. And eventually I'd have to get back to the stag, or turn straight. I mean, fuck.
I love Jeger's character. He's cool, he's athletic and he knows what he wants. Plus damn, just look at him. Tartii was pretty excited to draw us together, since she regularly geeks out on us. We love you. <3
Jeger ->

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