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“I don’t know why this is an issue,” Tweek groans.
The elder goats only look at him with looks of annoyance or pity.
“We’re just concerned about you, Tweek,” one of them says with concern. “Almost everyone around your age is mated and has kids. But you have yet to be mated!”
Tweek only pinches the bridge of his nose. Honestly, the elders could care less about him growing up as he was not the strongest nor the one with the shiniest coat. The only reason they’re ‘concerned’ is if one hasn’t mated, he’s either undesirable and may need to be kicked out. Beforehand, this would have freaked him out as he would’ve tried desperately to find a mate. Now, all it does is annoy him as he can’t understand why he allowed the elders to control him with such fear over the years. Although, to be fair, he’s not afraid because he has something many in his situation may not have: a plan.
“Now there are options, Tweek,” one of the elders. “Many herds will be coming together to celebrate the solstice. While attending, you could find an unmated female.”
“If I say fine, will you drop this?” Tweek says in annoyance.
While some nod, one just has to have the final say.
“Just promise us you’ll find a mate?”
“I promise to find my mate,” Tweek says as he bows his head. “I will find my mate tonight.”
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The solstice festival is going exactly as planned. Many herds have gathered, bringing foods, stories, music, and so much more. Laughter and bleating can be heard as goats mingle, eat, drink, and dance. In some areas, Tweek can see goats getting frisky with each other and some males are butting heads in competition for a female. He’s managed to evade the elders as they have been conversing with other herd elders on any updates in their territories. Tweek acts rather bored as he munches on a cherry tree branch. However, inside, he’s a mix of anxious and impatience.
Just a few more minutes, he thinks to himself. Just a few more minutes and we’ll be together.
From the corner of his eye, he watches as the elders finally walk away from his field of vision. Not wanting to raise attention, he finishes his branch and slowly walks away from the festival. Once he can no longer hear music, he runs through the forest. He has to hold back bleating in happiness, so he runs. Runs as fast as he can, until he can see a cave. A cave with an excited demi-wolf wagging his tail. Tweek jumps as Craig catches him, embracing him tightly.
“Done?” Craig asks.
“Done,” Tweek responds happily. “I’m home.”
Home. Their home. Their cave. A place they had found just for the two of them. For months since they first mated, the two of them have been secretly mating. They knew that their respective herd and pack would never accept their relationship. But they also knew they didn’t want to be apart forever, so when Craig asked him to be his mate, Tweek was confused at first because he thought they already were.
Craig told him that he wanted to make it official if Tweek would accept his mark. To be marked was to have one’s mate bite their neck to place their mating bond. Tweek was initially hesitant at the idea of pain, but knowing that this was a demi-wolf’s tradition of serious commitment, he pushed away his fear and accepted.
Craig takes his hand and leads him inside the cave. Tweek smiles as he sees the crystals they collected and decorated around the cave. The rock chalk to draw their lives on the walls. And of course, the pile of fur pelts (non-demi-human) as their bedding. This of course is where Craig leads him, slowly sitting him down on them. Craig gently cups Tweek’s face with both of his hands, making the demi-goat blush.
“You’re here,” Craig chuckles. “We’re here. We’re home.”
“Mark me, Craig,” Tweek says happily. “Show everyone I’m yours.”
Both demi-humans kiss passionately as they fall back on the pelts. Craig’s hand slides down Tweek’s chest, pinching his nipple. Tweek moans in his mouth, digging his nails into Craig’s back. The demi-wolf growls in their kiss. Inpatient, Craig pulls away from their kiss, but looks at Tweek. The demi-goat’s cheeks are flushed, his lips are slightly swollen, and his eyes are glazed. The sight has the demi-wolf growling in lust.
Immediately, he flips Tweek over on his stomach so that his back is facing him. Craig lifts Tweek’s rear, licking his lips at the sight. He presses a finger against Tweek’s pucker, making the demi-goat tremble. Slowly, he pushes a finger in. Tweek groans, but Craig kisses the small of his back. He knows it’s uncomfortable at first, but soon he’ll have Tweek moaning beneath him. Since the first time they mated, Craig has touched, kissed, and licked every inch of his mate.
He knows which parts make the demi-goat moan and scream in delight. He soon enters with a second finger, allowing Tweek a moment to adjust before he starts stretching him. Tweek alternates between groaning and moaning, signaling that he’s getting used to it. By the time Craig enters a third finger, he intentionally presses against Tweek’s prostate. Tweek gasps loudly, making Craig smirk. After a few more stretches and brushes against that spot, Tweek’s had enough.
“Just put it in already, Craig,” he pants. “Mate me now.”
Craig’s smile widens as he slowly removes his fingers. However, to make him squirm more, Craig spreads Tweek’s ass apart, spitting in his hole. The demi-human trembles at the action. Craig spits on his hand and rubs his already hardened member, preparing himself before entering. He presses the head of his cock at the pucker.
The demi-wolf shivers, but then immediately begins to slide in. Tweek groans as Craig inches in bit by bit. It still hurts a bit, but then Craig grabs Tweek’s neglected cock. He begins to rub it in, making the demi-goat moan. Craig distracts him by this as he continues to move in, until he’s completely inside him. Both demi-humans tremble: Tweek from feeling full and Craig from the tight entrance squeezing around him. Not wanting to cum immediately, Craig starts to move. Both of them begin to groan at the movement, but soon those turn to moans.
The sounds of their mating echo throughout the cave, encouraging Craig to move faster. He clenches his teeth, trying to focus on pleasing Tweek by continuing to rub his cock. His attention however, moves to the demi-goat’s smooth neck. It’s calling to him, practically begging him to sink his teeth into it. The demi-wolf licks his aching teeth as he draws closer to the vulnerable neck. The demi-wolf takes a long lick of Tweek’s neck, making him shiver. Craig can’t take it anymore as he slips his arm under Tweek’s armpits, grasping onto his shoulders.
“Tweek,” he growls. “You’re mine.”
Immediately, he sinks his teeth into the back of Tweek’s neck. The demi-goat yelps, but then loudly moans. His warm walls clench down on Craig’s cock, making him see white. His mind blanks out. Nothing and everything makes sense. It’s as if the final piece of the puzzle clicked into place. As if he’s finally whole, never realizing he was missing a piece. They are one. His mind slowly clears from the fog and he realizes that he’s licking Tweek’s neck. He can hear his poor mate sniffling.
“Honey? Does it hurt that bad?” he asks in concern.
Tweek places his hand on top of Craig’s.
“Yeah, but you warned me about it,” he sniffles.
Craig peppers kisses on his blond locks, before looking down. His mark. His mark is on Tweek’s neck. A swell of pride and happiness fills him up at the sight. Gently, he cups Tweek’s chin and turns him to face the demi-wolf. Craig places a soft kiss on Tweek’s lips to which his mate returns.
“Mate. My mate,” he chants happily.
“Your mate,” Tweek responds with a tired laugh. “I’m yours and you’re mine. Now and forever.”