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Blake was unsure of what to expect heading into the room and in all honesty the uncertainty came as much from him, as it did from Lexi. He hadn't yet formulated exactly what he planned to say, nor how to broach the subject and he was definitely concerned how she would react.

Regretting his decision to volunteer to tell her was an understatement. He had seen Green in the days after the Bucks' altercation with Daria, and while both he and Lexi insisted nothing had happened, it was an unconvincing lie. Bruises didn't sprout out of nowhere. He was reasonably confident that wouldn't happen here, after all Daria had wanted this first, but he still had to contend with Lexi’s temper. Considering his own reaction to it, hers could be far more volatile.

As he entered, locking the door behind him, he could see the Doe perched on the edge of a table. She was dressed in a smart shirt, slightly too small so it stretched tightly over her bust, and a pleated skirt that stopped a small distance above her knee. If she where standing up, it may have been decently conservative, but here, the skirt was scrunched up, showing off her athletic and toned legs and the generous curves of her thighs. A smile played upon her lips, as she locked eyes with him, the sparkling blue connecting with the burning amber.

As her took her in, the thought played across his mind of how long it had been since he'd actually viewed someone in a sexual way. Even when he'd done it with Daria, it had just sort if happened. Sure, he'd had been able to fully experience her as they went on, but it was very different to just sitting back and observing.

There was a few moments in which Blake resolved his doubts, for his money, the best attempt would be head on, not the he was necessarily any good with anything else. He cleared his throat, "Lexi, I, uh, need to talk to you."

He saw the Doe's smile waver for a moment, but return as she responded, "Of course. Ya wanna sort out what's happening before hand, right? S'okay, go ahead" Blake did not know it, but her words were hollow. She expected something more, something to once again impede them.

Blake gulped audibly as he sat next to her, making an effort to hold her gaze. He wanted to look away, but knew she didn't deserve that. He coughed gain, this time from nerves, but began, "Lexi, you're sister and I spoke yesterday, after you left, that is. We talked about a lot of things, but one thing she told me..." He paused. He didn't want Lexi to get the wring idea about what Daria had said, so picked his words carefully, "She was being kind and she..." He sighed, this wasn't working. "Why do you want to have sex with me, Lexi? And I'm not trying to avoid it or anything, but I need to know."

He saw the Doe shift, turning away from him. She had been looking at him before, like she always did, that air of self-confidence, of conviction. Perhaps it was a little more subdued, but hardly. Now however, whatever pretence of self-assuredness Lexi projected, faded away. She hunched over, slouching, her legs swinging aimlessly.

"So she told ya, huh?" She sounded defeated.

Blake nodded, "She did. She wanted me to help you, that was all." He was careful to stress her sister's good intentions.

"And?" The question was dejected, with none of Lexi's normal enthusiasm or vis.

The flatness of her voice pained him. He wanted to reach out and comfort her, but he needed to make sure she understood first. "I told her I couldn't fake those feelings, and that I wouldn't have to."

"What?" The Doe's ears pricked up and she turned to look at him, disbelief written across her face.

"I told her I liked you like I liked her. I told her that I had chosen her, though. That she was the one I was building a relationship with." He could see the mix of emotions swirling across Lexi's face. It felt terrible to confuse her sense of hope, but Blake had to explain everything. He could see she had questions but her took a deep breath abd ploughed on regardless, "She told me I could do both. She said I could have those feelings for both of you. I was confused at first I didn't understand- It was never something I considered ..." The big question came next, "But... you have a say as well. I- I have a duty to her first. I'm happy to do this, even if you say no, but it can't be what you need. I just can't do that. Not- Not without your agreement."

He looked at her, strained and tense. She gazed into his sad, amber eyes.

"Ya like me?" She asked, her brow furrowed.

"Of course."

"An' Daria suggested this? Not you? Yain't tryin' to get a bit of both of us?"

Blake shook his head.

"I can do that then. I can live with sharin' ya..."

Blake sighed with relief, he had a knot in stomach that now eased. The look on Lexi's face however made him feel like that may have been a little premature.

"...But for now, you're mine!" The Doe beamed at him.

Blake just had time to brace himself as Lexi threw herself at him, knocking the wind out of him with a high velocity hug. He gasped for breath as she began unbuttoning his shirt. As she worked her way down, she would run her hands along his chest, caressing his toned abs.

"Lexi..." He wheezed, "Could you slow down a little? That hurt!"

Lexi flashed an even wider grin at him, "Sure, I'll let ya recover a bit. Don't worry." She fiddled with the last button, struggling to push it through it's hole in the fabric. "C'mon..." She muttered under her breath, scrabbling to free it.

The Stallion reached a large hand and freed it for her, and she wasted no time in baring his chest. His fine, velvety, fur sat atop a perfect, densely muscled torso and Blake was pretty sure she licked her lips as she watched him properly remove his shirt.

"Wow! Ya' somethin' else." She ran a hand up to one of his pecs gripping it hard and appreciating it's firmness.

"Ow! Lexi, gently please."

"Oh, sorry." She batted her eyelids at him feigning innocence, "I can see why ma' sister likes ya." She pressed her face against his stomach, burying her snout into his fur and inhaling his musk. To her, he smelled perfect, a heady mix of conditioner and rich, earthy scents. A balance of nature and perfume. "Oh my god! Ya even smell amazing." She deeply inhaled again.

"Uh, thanks? I guess," Blake really wasn't sure how to react to that. The Doe was still burrowing at his chest and he gave her a quizzical look, "Do you do this every time you have sex with someone?" He was genuinely curious.

She paused her exploration of his body for a moment, frowning, "Nah. Why would I? Most people ain't lookin' anywhere near as good as you. An' I can tell when people smell bad a mile off."

He saw her expression shift slightly, losing her cheery aura.

"You okay?" He asked, taking her hand.

She shivered and then shook her head, as if warding of an errant thought.

"Yeah, I'm okay." She put a hand to her temple. "Sorry, I gotta little carried away there." She massaged her forehead, "I didn't mean ta be so rough and tumble." She chuckled.

Blake leaned in closer, whispering seductively in her ear, "Who says I can't take a bit of rough and tumble?" He tackled her to the floor, pinning her beneath him as she yelped in excitement. It was his turn to be in control as he began to undo the buttons of her shirt, revealing beneath her white bra and breasts. Unlike his uniform fur tone, hers changed slightly and from her neck to her belly a white band extenuated her athletic figure. As he ran his hands up her torso, sliding under her bra, he could feel her own toned musculature beneath it.

He handily slipped off her bra, up to her neck and undoing the latch with his teeth, with a squeal of delight from Lexi. He cupped her tits, the soft flesh moulding pleasingly into his palm. He rested his head above them, carefully lapping at her erect nipples.

She giggled and moaned as he toyed with them, "C'mon big boy. Ya can do better than that, I ain't fragile."

Blake smirked accepting the challenge, and fully enveloped her nipple and a good portion of her breast in his mouth, pulling and tugging at the other sensually. Her moans increased slightly, but he was still dissatisfied. He lightly bit down on the soft flesh around her areola, this time getting the reaction he wanted.

"Ooooh!" Lexi trembled at the excitement, "Ohhh... Yes!" She was in ecstacy. Pleasure shooting across her whole body... and then she knew. "Oh! Fuuuuuck!" She cried, her legs spasming, flailing against the Stallion. She shudered and then sighed in relief. "Ya... Ya made me..." She panted, "Oh... How'd ya do that?"

Blake looked confused, "Wait, did you just?"

She nodded, "It felt great... Holy..." She tried unsuccessfully to catch her breath, eyeing the Stallion. "Can ya... Can ya..." She motioned to get up. Blake extended a hand pulling her up to a sitting position. She continued her panting, rubbing a hand across her face. "Ah shucks... Gonna have to change my panties." Her head was swimming thoughts of pleasure fading, and something else was coming to her.

Blake slowly traced down her tummy, fingering the waistband of her skirt, "Shall we have a look?" He smirked, playfully toying the elastic lower. She shivered again, but this time not in pleasure. It was dawning on her, every moment as the haze subsided.

"Wait!" She grabbed his hand, a sudden alarm in her voice. Lexi looked at him apologetically, she had reealised what it was. "I'm sorry." She began to tremble her eyes widening.

Blake looked taken aback, "I don't follow." He looked confused again.

She didn't let go of his hand. She shivered again, "I... Don't want this."

"What?" Blake's tone was blunt.

"I'm sorry," She said again, her voice quivering, "I don't wanna have sex with ya."

"What!?" He sounded more angry than disappointed, "You put me through all that to decide you don't want to have sex?" He withdrew his hand.

"I'm sorry!" She visibly shook, "I still want to be with ya... Y'know, sharing an' all that." She implored, attempting to soften the blow, "I'll help ya get off-"

"Lexi," Blake spoke sternly, "You do realise how much stress you caused me? You know I did this for you and Daria. Why?" He looked frightful to her, a fire burning in his eyes. He saw her flinch away from him and felt his chest hollow with guilt. The Stallion tried to cool down, taking a few deep breaths.

"I like ya as well." Lexi spoke quickly and nervously, "I didn't know what it felt like. Ta be cared for." She sniffled, her demeanour changing to sadness. "I... Ya didn't do that for me... I'm sorry." She saw some of the fire ebb away, replaced by a cold gaze and she desperately tried to explain, "Ya know me, right? I go an' sleep around, but it don't mean anything... An' I don't want it to mean nothin' with you. I really enjoyed what ya did, but... it just felt wrong." She hugged her legs, holding back tears, "I just... I just wanna feel somethin' that ain't just biology... I've had a lotta partners, but ya..." She paused for a moment before whispering, "I, didn't feel any different. I knew. Then. I can't..." A tear traced itself from her sparkling eyes, "I couldn't." The Stallion was blurred to her she couldn't see his face. She wasn't crying, able to just hold the waterworks back, but she may as well have been. Her mind was twisting, her intestines squirming, her fingers felt numb. She could do nothing but await his reaction.