Breeding Boudoir - page 1

“I worry I will seem young and foolish. Look at him…” Madeline had to avert her gaze, fearing that she’d be caught staring as the largest and most well-groomed buck in the room strode confidently and purposefully in.

“He worries of the same thing, I assure you,” stated Simone calmly.

“I bet not. Is he coming this way?” whispered Madeline uneasily.

“He is. You can look, you silly child.” Simone felt a bit mirthful at the girl’s nervousness. Madeline was typically stubborn and a little hot-headed. She was out of her element and it was charming to see.

“Okay. Okay, I can do this.” Madeline stood up straighter again, facing Beaufort as the soft thumps of his hooves on the polished hardwood floor announced his approach. He was massive, beautiful, and exuded refinement and respect. He was dressed as nobility and his hair was bound back attractively to help provide that clean feel of masculine perfection. His antlers were perfect and sturdy and didn’t boast any uncouth scarring.

“You are, I suspect, the beautiful Lady Madeline Gerard?” asked the smiling buck after peering at the dead-silent doe for a moment or two. He took her gentle and graceful hand in his. She gave a rapt, diminutive squeak that put a happy flutter in Simone’s heart. It was absolutely adorable to the older doe. He drew that delicate smaller hand to his smiling lips and pressed a worshipful kiss upon the back of it. The suddenly painfully shy doe averted her eyes again, ears back and rose-tinted.

Simone did not look away, however. This was delicious. This was everything she’d been looking forward to. This was Madeline’s coming of age, and her day of selection..."

-Excerpt from part one of "Breeding Boudoir", adaptation by Alps Sarsis

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