Jakob sat by the fire in the clearing quietly warming himself. He had been wandering these mountains for days and was hopelessly lost. The solitude was starting to get to him. He was seeing things, impossible things in the forest shadows. Eyes in tree bark opening and closing, fluttering wings in the edge of his vision that could not belong to any creature he had ever seen.
He shifted closer to the fire, contemplating his next move. Though he had spent much of his life outdoors, he had never actually been lost before and was totally unsure of how to proceed. He sighed loudly.
All the forest's noises stopped abruptly and he immediately regretted the sigh. He huddled closer to the comforting fire. A snapping twig had him sitting bolt upright, turning his head towards the sound. His hand instinctually moved to the bow next to him on the ground.
The sun was not yet set, but the shadows wore deep as his eyes scanned the edge of the clearing. He thought he saw something move. He stared at that shadowy spot for several minutes.
"Hello?" He called out softly. Yes, something definitely moved, right there. A person? "Hello, I can see you. Come out, I won't hurt you." Jakob hoped desperately that this was not his imagination playing with him again, as with all the things he had thought he had seen before. He was aching for company.
Slowly, the figure in the shadow seemed to stand. It was still largely obscured, but seemed female. "Are you lost, too?" He called out.
No response.
"Come sit by the fire. I won't hurt you." He spread his arms wide to show that he held no weapons, hoping she could not make out the bow next to him.
Without seeming to move a muscle, the figure melted out of the shadow and into the light. Jakob inhaled sharply at the impossible sight before him. This... could not be real.
Slowly walking towards him, the figure had shoulder length auburn hair, sparkling hazel eyes and wore nothing but a shy smile. Even harder to believe, she was covered from the waist down in short brown fur, right down to her shimmering black cloven hooves. Her fur matched the hair and she bore two curled horns that sprouted from her temples and curved gracefully back.
Jakob blinked slowly as she approached, then rubbed his eyes and shook his head. She paused at the movement, seeming unsure. As he dropped his hands and resumed staring, she slowly continued forward, stopping a few feet from him and crouching down.
She seemed entranced by the dancing flames, yet unwilling to not watch him. Warily, she glanced back and forth. Despite her strangeness, she was hauntingly beautiful. Not to mention undeniably nude. The firelight danced across her perfect skin, her nipples a bit stiff from the evening chill. Shock overcoming propriety, he noticed that between her deer-like legs was a very human looking sex organ.
"What are you?" he whispered. She started, twitching as if she might run. Slowly, she relaxed again.
"I am a fawn... what are you?" she whispered meekly. A fawn. Impossible. Only superstitious fools gave credit to such fairy tales. And yet... there she was.
"I'm a man. My name is Jakob."
"My name is Breya." She smiled softly and her cheeks flushed a bit. "I have never seen a man before."
Jakob chuckled. "I have never seen a fawn before, Breya. To be honest, I never believed such things could be real." At this, she turned her head to stare into the flames, looking sad. The forest sounds, which had started gain unnoticed, now seemed deafeningly loud in his ears at her silence.
"When men stop believing in magic, it dies." she finally whispered. He found his heart aching with sadness and longing. He wanted to touch her, to hold her and kiss her lips, to tell her all would be well. The urge was overwhelming, yet he held still and silent as she continued. "The Elders say that we once lived among men. But we were hunted and slaughtered. Or taken prisoner and never seen again. If we are taken from our forests, we die. Now, we hide from men, and our world dwindles away as we are forgotten." Jakob wondered how anyone could ever wish to harm such a beautiful creature.
He must have wondered out loud because she smiled and turned back to face him again. "I showed myself to you because I sensed the truth in your words. That you would not hurt me." His eyes strayed once again to her sex, his own loins stirring at the sight. he held out his hand for hers. Flushing again slightly, she took it and crept forward until she was nearly in his lap.
He ran his fingers through her hair, gently brushing his lips against hers. She stiffened for a moment, seeming unsure, then melted into his kiss with a sigh, body pressing against his. Her long ears quivering as she moaned softly against his lips.
Slowly, the two sank down into his blanket as he slid his hand across her back, down to the twitching tuft of a tail at her perfectly shaped rear.
He could hear her heart racing as he slowly trailed his lips down her neck and across her chest in a meandering path of licks, kisses and nibbles. She drew in a sharp breath and arched her back as he drew a nipple into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it as it hardened.
His hand slid down her belly, moving across her tantalizingly soft fur until his fingers found her glistening sex. As his fingertips brushed across her clit, she clutched tightly at his shoulders, spreading her soft legs wider. A sound somewhere between a moan and a purr emanated from her throat.
