In the midst of this unending tapestry of greenery, our story takes root. Here lies the vast expanse of the forest, shrouded in shadows and whispers the likes of which have never been witnessed by human eyes. To understand the rhythm of this place, one must breathe in its air of mystery, listen closely to the secrets it holds, and embrace the sensuality that envelops it at every turn.
Within these borders dwell creatures of untold beauty and elegance, their lives intertwined by fate and woven together by the laws of nature.
Among them, Bambi, a young deer with budding antlers and shimmering fur, moves gracefully through the forest, his presence a gentle whisper amongst the leaves. His innocent gaze harbors an unwavering curiosity to understand the world around him, his heart filled with the warmth of friendship and camaraderie.
One day, Bambi showed up right as Thumper started bragging about how Bambi took down the dogs, even though his sisters keep interrupting him. Flower quickly informed Bambi of what was gone on when they all noticed him.
"Thumper's been telling us a story!" he said.
"Yes, yes. The one with the 'thousands of dogs'." Friend Owl repeated dryly.
"Thousands?" Bambi echoed in amusement.
"What can I say? I'm a born storyteller." Thumper claimed bashfully.
"I'll bet it seemed like a thousand dogs."
They all turned to the voice and frowned when they saw that it was Ronno, a mean looking buck who approached the group, his eyes narrowed in suspicion.
"Well, well, well. If it isn't the young prince." he commented. 
Bambi felt a twinge of unease at Ronno's words, but he maintained his composure. "What are you doing here Ronno?"
Thumper, however, was less composed. "Yeah, Ronno. Why don't you mind your own business?" 
As Ronno glared at Thumper, Bambi decided to intervene. "It's alright, Thumper. I can handle this." He turned back to Ronno, his voice steady but firm. "What is it you want, Ronno?"
Ronno smirked. "I just came to see if the stories about you were true, 'Prince Bambi'." He sneered, his eyes darting between Bambi and the rest of the group. "They say you're some kind of hero after taking down those dogs." 
As Ronno spoke, Bambi felt his anger rising. He knew that he hadn't done anything heroic; he had just been trying to protect himself and his friends. But he also knew that there was no point in arguing with Ronno. 
"I did what I had to do, Ronno." Ronno laughed mockingly. "Yeah, well. We'll see how long your luck lasts, Prince Bambi." 
Bambi took a step back as Ronno drew near, completely oblivious to the snickering porcupine hiding behind him. Suddenly, the porcupine pricked Bambi's legs with its quills, causing Bambi to spring forward and unexpectedly lock lips with Ronno. 
While almost everyone went 'Ooh!' Ronno recoiled in surprise, his eyes wide with shock as he staggered backward. Bambi stumbled too and struggled to speak,
"Uh... Uh..." That was all Bambi could say.
Friend Owl huffed in dismay. "Twitterpated."
Flower and the other bunnies turned to him. "What's 'twitterpated'?"
The owl quickly became a little nervous. "Well, it's... I'll tell you when you're older," he claimed. 
As Bambi tried to regain his composure, Ronno rubbed his lips and scowled, glaring at Bambi with even more hatred. 
"You'll pay for that, Bambi." he growled, before turning and storming off into the forest. The group watched as Ronno disappeared, a mixture of emotions on their faces. 
Bambi, still feeling a bit dazed from the encounter, shook his head. "S-Sorry..." he muttered. 
Thumper, however, couldn't help but chuckle. "It's alright, Bambi. You just got caught up in the moment." he said, nudging him gently. Flower and the other bunnies giggled softly, while Friend Owl cleared his throat.
"Well, now that the excitement has passed..." Bambi looked up at the owl, a sheepish grin tugging at his lips.
Faline arrived just then, briefly surprising everyone. "Hey everyone," 
"Oh! Uh... hi Faline!" Bambi quickly said. 
"Well, looks like your antlers are finally coming in." Faline observed. 
"Really? I hadn't noticed." Bambi claimed. 
"Bambi totally kissed Ronno!" One of Thumper's sisters revealed. 
Faline gasped in surprise. "Bambi, you didn't!" she exclaimed. Bambi's face turned beet red as he looked down at the ground, unable to meet her gaze. "I... I guess I did," he mumbled. 
"But it was an accident!" Faline sighed, shaking her head. "If you say so. How'd Ronno take it?"
"Not very well... he seemed pretty mad..." Bambi admitted." 
As soon as Bambi finished speaking, they heard rustling in the bushes nearby. Everyone tensed up, bracing for an attack from Ronno or his gang of bullies. But it was just a timid squirrel gathering acorns for the winter. The group let out a collective sigh of relief. 
"Whew, that was close," Flower commented. "But seriously, Bambi, you need to be more careful. Ronno isn't someone to mess with." 
The others nodded in agreement. 
"I know, I know. I'll try to avoid him from now on," Bambi promised. Faline smiled reassuringly.
With that settled, Bambi heard his father calling him and bid his goodbyes before leaving. 
As he moved through the forest, Bambi couldn't shake off the feeling of unease that lingered in the back of his mind. 
Ronno's menacing words echoed in his thoughts, and the memory of their kiss replayed over and over in his mind, filling him with strange feelings he couldn't explain. He had just started to like Faline, but after that kiss from Ronno, he wasn't sure what he felt towards either of them.
Suddenly, a rustling in the bushes ahead snapped him out of his reverie, and Bambi tensed, his senses on high alert. But instead of Ronno or any other threat, out flew Friend Owl, his wise eyes regarding Bambi with a knowing gaze and he perched himself on a nearby branch.
"Bambi, my boy, what troubles you so?" Friend Owl inquired gently, sensing the turmoil within the young deer.
Bambi hesitated, unsure of how to articulate the swirling thoughts and emotions that plagued his mind. But something about the wise old owl's presence encouraged him to open up.
"I... I don't know what to feel anymore, Friend Owl," Bambi admitted, his voice filled with uncertainty. "After what happened with Ronno, everything feels so... confusing."
Friend Owl nodded sagely, understanding dawning in his eyes. "Ah, the complexities of the heart," he mused. "Love and attraction are not always clear-cut, my dear Bambi. Sometimes, we find ourselves drawn to unexpected places, grappling with emotions we never knew existed."
Bambi listened intently, his heart heavy with the weight of Friend Owl's words. Perhaps there was wisdom to be found in his guidance, a glimmer of hope amidst the confusion that consumed him.
"But what about Faline?" Bambi asked, his voice barely above a whisper. "What if... what if I'm not sure how I feel about her anymore?"
Friend Owl regarded Bambi with a gentle smile, his eyes twinkling with understanding. "Love is a journey, Bambi, and it's natural to encounter obstacles along the way," he replied. "But true love withstands the test of time and tribulation. Trust in your heart, my dear boy, and let it guide you."
With Friend Owl's words echoing in his mind, Bambi felt a sense of clarity wash over him, like a beacon of light piercing through the darkness of uncertainty. Though the path ahead remained fraught with challenges, he knew that as long as he followed his heart, he would find his way.
With a newfound resolve burning within him, Bambi bid farewell to Friend Owl and continued his journey through the forest, his heart lighter and his spirit renewed.
As Bambi continued his walk, he found himself lost in thought, reflecting on the advice Friend Owl had given him. The more he thought about it, the more he realized how true those words were. Love was indeed a journey, and sometimes, it could be a bumpy one.
In a secluded corner of the forest, far removed from the tranquil beauty that surrounded Bambi and his friends, Ronno seethed with rage. His mind replayed the humiliating encounter with Bambi over and over again, the memory of their unexpected kiss filling him with a burning fury that refused to be extinguished.
With each wipe of his mouth and every spit on the ground, Ronno's resentment grew, festering like a wound that refused to heal. The very thought of their lips touching sent shivers down his spine, igniting a firestorm of anger deep within his chest.
"Gross," Ronno muttered to himself, his voice thick with disdain. He kicked at a nearby rock, sending it tumbling into the underbrush with a satisfying thud. "I'll show him. I'll make him regret ever crossing me. No one humiliates me and gets away with it, least of all some doe of a buck!" 
With his mind set on vengeance, Ronno disappeared into the depths of the forest, his steps purposeful and his heart filled with malice.
One day, as Bambi made his way through the forest, a sense of unease settled over him like a dark cloud. He couldn’t shake the feeling of being watched, a prickling sensation at the back of his neck that sent shivers down his spine. Ignoring the creeping sense of dread, he pressed on, determined to reach his destination.

But then, a suggestive whistle pierced the stillness of the air, causing Bambi to freeze in his tracks. He spun around, his heart pounding in his chest, only to find nothing but the silent trees looming around him. Confusion clouded his thoughts as he scanned the shadows for any sign of movement, but there was none.
Just as he was about to dismiss the sound as a trick of his imagination, he heard it again, closer this time, and unmistakably mocking. Bambi’s breath caught in his throat as he whirled around once more, his senses on high alert. And there, emerging from the shadows with an evil grin plastered across his face, stood Ronno.
The sight of the menacing buck sent a chill down Bambi’s spine, his muscles tensing in anticipation of what was to come. Ronno’s eyes gleamed with malice as he sauntered towards Bambi, his steps deliberate and calculated.
“Well, well, well, if it isn’t the little prince himself,” Ronno sneered, his voice dripping with contempt. “What’s the matter, Bambi? Lost your way in the big, bad forest?”
Bambi’s heart hammered in his chest as he backed away, his instincts screaming at him to flee. But Ronno blocked his path, his presence looming over Bambi like a dark shadow.
“What do you want, Ronno?” Bambi demanded, trying to keep his voice steady despite the fear coursing through his veins.
Ronno’s grin widened, a cruel glint in his eyes. “Oh, just a little chat, dear Bambi,” he replied, his tone dripping with sarcasm. “After all, I thought we could discuss our…”
“Our what?” Bambi slowly asked.
“Our little kiss.” Ronno finished with contempt.
Bambi’s cheeks flushed with embarrassment as Ronno’s words cut through the air like a sharp blade. The memory of their unexpected kiss flooded his mind once more, filling him with a mixture of shame and confusion.
“W-W-Why are you bringing that up?” Bambi asked, his voice barely above a whisper, hoping against hope that Ronno would let the matter drop.
But Ronno’s eyes narrowed with disdain, his lips curling into a sneer. “Don’t play dumb, Bambi,” he spat, his tone dripping with venom. “You know exactly what I’m talking about. That little stunt you pulled, humiliating me in front of everyone.”
Bambi’s heart sank as he realized the depth of Ronno’s resentment.
It wasn’t like that, Ronno,” Bambi pleaded, his voice tinged with desperation. “It was an accident. I didn’t mean to—”
But Ronno cut him off with a scornful laugh, his eyes ablaze with fury. “Save your excuses, Bambi,” he spat, his words laced with contempt. “You think you can just brush it off like it never happened? Well, let me tell you something, dear prince: actions have consequences.”
Bambi’s heart hammered in his chest as he stared at Ronno, his mind racing with fear and uncertainty. He knew that Ronno was dangerous, that his rage could spiral out of control at any moment. But he also knew that he couldn’t back down, couldn’t let Ronno intimidate him into submission.
Summoning every ounce of courage he possessed, Bambi met Ronno’s gaze head-on, his jaw set in a defiant line. “I won’t let you bully me, Ronno,” he declared, his voice steady despite the fear that gnawed at his insides.
“And I’m not gonna let you get away with this!” Ronno shot back.
As the tension between them boiled over into violence, Ronno lunged at Bambi with a ferocity that took the young prince by surprise. Antlers clashed in a fierce battle of wills, each blow ringing out through the forest like thunder. 
Despite Bambi’s valiant efforts to defend himself, Ronno’s relentless assault began to wear him down, his strength faltering under the weight of his adversary’s fury.
With a powerful shove, Ronno sent Bambi sprawling to the ground, his body crashing against the forest floor with a dull thud. Gasping for breath, Bambi struggled to regain his footing, but Ronno was relentless, his rage fueling his every move.
In a split second, Bambi found himself caught off guard as a powerful set of hooves belonging to Ronno firmly clasped his midsection, and Ronno's belly met his back. 
The sheer weight of Ronno's body bore down on him, exerting an overwhelming and suffocating pressure. Panic coursed through Bambi's veins, fueling his desperate struggle to liberate himself from this oppressive grip.
“Give it up, princess.” Ronno growled, his breath hot against Bambi’s ear. “You’re no match for me.”
Bambi’s heart pounded in his chest as Ronno’s taunts echoed in his ears, each word a cruel reminder of his helplessness. With every ounce of strength he could muster, he struggled against Ronno’s oppressive weight, his muscles burning with exertion.
“I-I-I’m not a princess,” Bambi protested, his voice trembling with defiance.
But Ronno only laughed, a cold, mocking sound that sent shivers down Bambi’s spine. “Not anymore, you’re not,” he sneered, his grip tightening around Bambi’s hips. “You’re nothing but a doe now, and I’m gonna make you mine.”
Horror washed over Bambi as he realized the full extent of Ronno’s intentions.
Pretty soon, he felt an unknown sensation brush against the underside of his tail. A shiver ran down his spine as he felt the wetness, instantly recognizing its nature. It was Ronno's penis, now touching, poking and prodding him with its unwelcome presence. As Ronno positioned and repositioned himself and exerted pressure, Bambi found himself paralyzed with fear.
The weight of Ronno's grip on him intensified, leaving no room for escape. Bambi could feel the heat emanating from Ronno's body, his pulsating desire pounding against him like a relentless drumbeat. Panic welled up inside him once more, but he suppressed it, determined not to give Ronno the satisfaction of seeing him break.
"Please," Bambi pleaded through gritted teeth. "I don't want this. Let me go."
But Ronno only laughed, a cruel sound that reverberated in Bambi's ears. "Oh, princess," he sneered mockingly. "You really think you have a choice here? You're mine now."
As the tip of Ronno's member ventured forth, a sense of anticipation filled the air. Inexperienced and uncertain, it faltered, slipping out repeatedly. Yet, undeterred, Ronno persisted, while Bambi winced with each failed attempt. 
It wasn't painful, not precisely, but a discomfort began to take hold. Helpless, Bambi had no say in Ronno's actions, and a deep moan escaped as he was compelled to endure the unwelcome intrusion of Ronno's manhood.
“No… You can’t…” Bambi begged. “My Dad…I’m…”
“A princess! A doe!” Ronno stated with a sadistic delight oozing from his voice, he knew he was gonna revel in the torment he was about to inflict.
Bambi's body trembled under the forceful invasion, every nerve ending screaming in protest. His mind raced with a mix of panic and disbelief as he fought against the overwhelming sensations coursing through him.
"No. please," Bambi pleaded again, his voice strained and desperate. But Ronno only laughed, his grip on Bambi's hips tightening even further.
"You want this," Ronno taunted mockingly. "You crave it so badly. I can tell. You enjoyed that kiss we shared too, didn’t you? Well now… you can enjoy this!”
Bambi's body froze for a moment, his mind racing as he tried to comprehend the conflicting emotions coursing through him. The truth was, he had enjoyed the kiss he shared with Ronno, the way their lips melded together in a raw and desperate dance. But now, as Ronno braced his hind legs and forced himself forward, Bambi's virgin body was fully penetrated.
Gasps escaped Bambi's lips as he struggled to process what was happening. Panic surged through him, overpowering any lingering desires that had been simmering beneath the surface. He wanted to fight, to resist, but his body betrayed him, responding to Ronno's intrusion with a mix of discomfort and arousal.
Ronno's grip tightened around Bambi's hips as he continued to slide his penis out then force it back in with extreme force, each thrust pushed Bambi closer to the edge of surrender. Pleasure mixed with pain as Ronno pounded his rear relentlessly.
"Yeah…” Ronno groaned between grunts, his voice laced with a raw hunger. "Oh man, you’re so tight! So good!”
His words were like poison, dripping into Bambi's ears and eroding any remaining resistance he had left.
As Ronno continued his violent assault on Bambi's body, the young buck felt his muscles begin to tremble. Ronno's body radiated an inferno of heat, scorching against his coat, igniting a searing torment that surged through his backside with every powerful thrust. The unyielding rhythm of their union only fueled the passionate friction that consumed them entirely.
"Please..." Bambi begged, his voice hoarse and strained. "Stop, please... No..."
But the words fell on deaf ears. Ronno's only response was a low, menacing growl that reverberated through him. Ronno's relentless pace didn't falter, instead, he seemed to draw strength from Bambi's pleas. His hips snapped forward with a force that sent waves of discomfort coursing through Bambi's body. 
Every nerve ending was on fire, every muscle tensed in protest. Bambi felt as if he were being torn apart from the inside out. He couldn't breathe, couldn't think. All he could do was endure the onslaught of sensations that were ravaging his body. His hips bucked involuntarily, meeting Ronno's thrusts with an equal ferocity.
Ronno laughed mockingly. "Well, well, well, looks who enjoying it now. Aren't ya, princess?"
Bambi closed his eyes tightly, feeling the hot tears spilling down his cheeks. His body trembled uncontrollably as he tried to fight back the overwhelming sensations coursing through him. Ronno's words were like a knife in his heart, twisting and turning as they sank deeper into his soul. 
The young prince soon felt that his strength was beginning to fade. His breath came in short, ragged gasps as his mind reeled from the intense pleasure and pain that coursed through him. 
Ronno's hips relentlessly collided with Bambi's rump, the force of their union creating a symphony of passion. But just as the intensity reached its peak, Ronno's moans abruptly ceased, his once steady rhythm faltering. Bambi couldn't ignore the uncomfortable tightness of Ronno's grip around his middle, a foreboding sign. 
Then, in a moment that shattered the tranquility, a sharp gasp pierced Bambi's ear, causing him to startle with anticipation.
Ronno maintained the steady rocking of his hips, moving in a languid rhythm, while a prolonged, sensuous moan escaped his lips. In no time, Bambi sensed a warm, moist fluid surging deep within him.
"Ahhhh!" Bambi cried out as Ronno stopped and started to fully orgasm inside of him.
The force of Ronno's climax sent shockwaves through Bambi's body, and he felt his muscles spasm uncontrollably. Ronno's grip around him tightened even further, holding him in place as he poured his seed deep within Bambi's bowels. 
Bambi's mind was a whirlwind of emotions as he tried to process what was happening. His body felt violated and used, yet there was an undeniable sense of pleasure coursing through him. He was forced to accept Ronno's seed filling him up, feeling it stretch his insides and fill the emptiness within him. 
The sensation was intense, almost overwhelming, but Bambi couldn't deny the satisfaction he felt as Ronno's seed flooded his body. The feeling of being filled up was unlike anything he had ever experienced before.
As Ronno's final spasms subsided, the forest fell into an eerie silence, except for the sound of the bucks' heavy breathing.
Slowly, Ronno pulled out of Bambi, leaving the young buck feeling empty and vulnerable. Bambi felt Ronno's seed leaking out of him, a tangible reminder of the violation he had just endured.
Ronno released Bambi, who collapsed onto the forest floor, panting heavily. The young buck felt a mix of emotions coursing through him - shame, embarrassment, and a strange sense of accomplishment. He looked up at Ronno, who was smirking down at him, a look of satisfaction etched on his face.
"Why are you doing this to me?" Bambi managed to gasp out, his voice trembling with fear and confusion.
Ronno's eyes gleamed with malice as he sneered down at Bambi, his voice dripping with contempt. "Because of what you did," he spat, his breath hot against Bambi's ear. "Because you humiliated me in front of everyone."
Bambi shook his head, his mind reeling with disbelief. "It was an accident," he protested, his voice barely above a whisper. "I never meant—"
But Ronno cut him off with a derisive laugh, his grip tightening around Bambi's throat. "Save your excuses, Bambi," he snarled. "You think you can just brush it off like it never happened? Well, let me tell you something, dear prince: actions have consequences."
Before Bambi could respond, Ronno's demeanor suddenly shifted, his expression faltering as if overcome by a sudden realization. For a moment, he seemed almost flustered, his usual air of confidence replaced by uncertainty.
"And... and why did you enjoy it so much?" Ronno blurted out, his voice uncharacteristically vulnerable. "And why did I... why did I enjoy it so much?!"
Bambi's eyes widened in surprise at Ronno's unexpected confession. For all his bluster and bravado, Ronno seemed genuinely confused, his emotions swirling in turmoil beneath his hardened exterior. Bambi couldn't help but feel a twinge of sympathy at Ronno's obvious discomfort. 
Bambi swallowed hard, still feeling the aftershocks of Ronno's violation. "I don't know," he whispered truthfully. "I just... it felt wrong, and yet right at the same time." 
Ronno's brow furrowed in confusion as he absorbed Bambi's words while the young prince shakenly stood up and faced him, his features contorted in a mixture of disbelief and introspection. For the first time, he seemed to truly grapple with the complexity of their shared experience, his usual facade of bravado crumbling under the weight of uncertainty.
"It felt wrong, and yet right at the same time," Bambi's words echoed in Ronno's mind, stirring something deep within him. 
He had never allowed himself to entertain such thoughts before, never dared to question the rigid boundaries of his own identity. But now, faced with Bambi's honesty and vulnerability, he found himself confronting truths he had long buried beneath layers of pride and resentment.
As the silence stretched between them, a palpable tension hung in the air, thick with unspoken emotions and unexplored possibilities. Bambi watched Ronno carefully, his heart heavy with empathy for the buck who had once been his adversary.
"I... I never thought..." Ronno began haltingly, his voice tinged with uncertainty. "I never thought I could feel... this way."
Bambi nodded in understanding, a sense of empathy stirring within him. Despite their differences, they were bound together by the shared experience of grappling with unfamiliar emotions, of wrestling with desires that defied logic and reason.
The young prince took a deep breath, his gaze fixed on the dappled sunlight filtering through the canopy above. With a sense of clarity born of newfound understanding, he spoke softly, his words echoing in the stillness of the forest.
"You know, Friend Owl once told me that love and attraction aren't always clear-cut," Bambi began, his voice steady but filled with warmth. "He said that sometimes we find ourselves drawn to unexpected places, grappling with emotions we never knew existed."
Ronno listened intently, a flicker of curiosity dancing in his eyes as he absorbed Bambi's words. It was a notion that resonated deeply with him, a reminder that even in the midst of confusion and uncertainty, there was beauty to be found in the complexity of human emotion.
"And you know what?" Bambi continued, a gentle smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "I think he was right. Love isn't always simple or straightforward. Sometimes it's messy and complicated, filled with unexpected twists and turns. But that's what makes it so special."
"But... But I don't like you though!" Ronno vehemently denied. "Did you forget what I just did?! I made you my doe!"

"Yeah, but... To be honest, I don't think I'd mind being your doe again..." Bambi confessed bashfully.
Ronno's eyes widened in disbelief as he heard Bambi's confession. Suddenly, the air between them seemed charged with a newfound intensity, their mutual attraction palpable. Ronno felt his heart racing as he tried to process Bambi's words. He had always thought of Bambi as a rival, someone to outsmart and best. 
But now, the lines between love and hate seemed blurred, and he couldn't deny the desire welling up inside him.
"B-but why?" 
Bambi shrugged, a sheepish grin tugging at the corners of his lips. "I don't know," he admitted honestly. "For some reason I just... like you."
"Well... Well I don't!" Ronno proclaimed, hotly.
"You may deny it all you want, Ronno," Bambi began, his voice gentle but resolute. "But I can see through your facade. You didn't make me your doe out of spite; you did it because deep down, you like me."
Ronno scoffed at Bambi's words, his expression a mix of disbelief and frustration. "You're delusional, Bambi," he retorted, his voice tinged with bitterness. "I don't like you, and I never will!”
But Bambi refused to be swayed by Ronno's harsh words. Instead, he took a step closer, meeting Ronno's gaze with unwavering determination.
"You can keep pretending, Ronno," Bambi said softly, his eyes searching Ronno's for a glimpse of the truth. "But I know there's more to you than meets the eye.”
Ronno faltered, his defenses crumbling in the face of Bambi's unwavering sincerity. For a moment, there was silence between them, broken only by the gentle rustle of leaves in the breeze.
Then, to Bambi's surprise, Ronno spoke, his voice barely above a whisper. "You... you really think that?"
Bambi nodded, a small smile playing at the corners of his lips. "I do, Ronno. And I believe that deep down, you know it too."
For a moment, Ronno seemed lost in thought, his gaze distant as he grappled with the tumult of emotions swirling within him. Then, with a determined glint in his eyes, he met Bambi's gaze head-on.
"You're right, Bambi," Ronno confessed, his voice filled with a newfound sense of honesty. "I've been fighting these feelings for so long, telling myself they weren't real. But you've shown me that they are, and I can't ignore them any longer."
Bambi's heart swelled with hope as he listened to Ronno's confession, a sense of joy blossoming within him at the realization that their bond was stronger than he had ever dared to hope.
"Then maybe... just maybe, we can start over," Bambi suggested, his voice filled with quiet optimism. "Together.”
“But…we’re both bucks and…” Ronno began, awkwardly.
"Yeah, we are," Bambi agreed nod. "But maybe we can find a way to make it work, you know? We don't have to stick to the traditional roles. We can create our own story, one that's unique and special to us!”
“I… I-I-I don’t know… I mean…” Ronno stammered, hesitantly.
As Bambi stepped closer, a daring spark in his eyes, Ronno's heart raced with uncertainty. He couldn't shake the lingering doubts that clouded his mind, the fear of vulnerability holding him back from embracing the truth that lay within his heart.
But as Bambi closed the distance between them, his gaze unwavering and determined, Ronno felt a flicker of something stir within him. It was a sensation he couldn't quite name, a tumultuous whirlwind of longing and desire that threatened to consume him whole.
Before Ronno could gather his thoughts, Bambi's voice cut through the silence, bold and unwavering. "Go ahead, Ronno," he challenged softly. "Try and tell me you don't like me after this."
And then, with a boldness that took Ronno by surprise, Bambi closed the remaining space between them and pressed his lips to Ronno's in a tender kiss.
For a moment, time seemed to stand still as they lingered in each other's embrace, their hearts beating as one. In that fleeting moment of intimacy, Ronno felt a flood of emotions wash over him, overwhelming in their intensity.
As they pulled away, breathless and unsure, Ronno's eyes searched Bambi's for any sign of doubt or hesitation. But all he found was warmth and understanding, a silent reassurance that he wasn't alone in his struggle.
For a long moment, they stood there, locked in a gaze that spoke volumes without words. Then, slowly, cautiously, Ronno leaned in and pressed his lips to Bambi's once more, this time with more passion and intensity. As their lips met, a spark of electricity passed between them, igniting a fiery passion that seemed to consume them both.
When they finally pull away, Bambi smiled. "So? What do you say? You wanna give this a try? Do you want me to be your doefriend?" 
Ronno's heart was racing, his cheeks flushed with a mixture of embarrassment and excitement. He stared at Bambi for a moment before meeting his eyes once more. "Yeah," he whispered, his voice barely audible above the rustling of the leaves. "I do."
A wave of relief washed over Bambi as Ronno's words hung in the air, a silent affirmation of their shared journey ahead. He couldn't help but feel a surge of joy at Ronno's admission, a glimmer of hope that illuminated the path before them.
A smile spread across Bambi's face, his eyes sparkling with newfound happiness. "I'm glad to hear that," he said softly, his voice filled with warmth. "Together, we'll make it work, Ronno. I know we will."
Ronno returned Bambi's smile with one of his own, a shy but genuine expression that spoke volumes. Despite his lingering doubts and fears, he couldn't deny the pull he felt towards Bambi, the magnetic force that drew them together like two halves of a whole.
“But… But what about Faline?” he asked curiously.
"Well, Faline is a nice girl and all…" Bambi began, his voice soft but resolute. "But it's you, Ronno. It's always been you."
Ronno's eyes widened in surprise, a flicker of disbelief crossing his features. But as he met Bambi's unwavering gaze, he saw the truth reflected in those familiar depths.
"Me?" Ronno whispered, his voice barely audible above the rustle of the leaves.
Bambi nodded, a tender smile playing at the corners of his lips. "Yes, you," he confirmed, his voice filled with warmth and affection. "You're the one I really like, Ronno. That first kiss we had helped me realize it. I’m just sorry it took so long.”
“And… I’m sorry for… doing what I did to you…” Ronno bashfully said.
“Apology accepted.” Bambi smiled.
Ronno's heart swelled with emotion. In that moment, he knew that he had found something truly special, a love that transcended time and space.
"So…What's our next move?" Ronno inquired. 
Bambi grinned cheekily. “Come on Ronno, instead of wasting time with dumb questions, let's try and focus on all the really exciting things we could be doing,” he suggested. With that, Bambi gracefully turned around, lifting his hindquarters and raising his tail high into the sky. He even gave his rump a suggestive wiggle. “Well? Come and get it, handsome.”
Ronno's heart raced with anticipation as he observed Bambi's alluring rear swaying seductively. A momentary pause flickered within him, but he fearlessly pressed forward, closing the distance until he was once again mounting Bambi, this time with a newfound intimacy.
Bambi he let out a soft moan of pleasure as felt Ronno's closeness, his hips undulating more forcefully in response to the sensation. Their bodies were once again locked together, a symphony of desire and need, as they explored each other's boundaries and limits. 
As their passionate encounter continued, the sound of their mating fills the forest air. Bambi's hips buck and grind against Ronno's, his breath coming in ragged gasps. Ronno feels himself losing control, his body shaking as he felt himself close to reaching his climax and orgasming again.
With each passing moment, the sounds the two made grew more intense, echoing through the trees and reaching the farthest corners of the forest. The bucks' cries become more urgent, filled with a primal energy that energized the air. Their hips collided with resounding force repeatedly.
And then, as suddenly as it began, the mating ritual comes to an end and the young bucks both let out long cries of passion as they reached their climaxes in unison. As the last echoes of their cries died away, a sense of peace and contentment washed over both of them. 
Standing together, their hearts pounding in unison, Ronno and Bambi shared a moment of pure bliss. Ronno's breath mingled with Bambi's, their closeness a testament to the newfound connection they had forged. 
With a contented sigh, Ronno laid on top of Bambi’s back, feeling a sense of completeness wash over him. 
In that fleeting moment, they knew that they were meant to be together, their love a beacon of hope in the vast expanse of the forest. And as they stood there, united in their newfound bond, they knew that no matter what trials lay ahead, they would face them together.