Left With A Kiss preview · 11:02pm May 14th, 2014
Dear readers of LWAK,
I have decided that, no matter how raunchy it may get, I am going to finish this story once and for all. As a thank you for your patience, I think it would be prudent of me to reveal a part of what that chapter will contain.
NOTE: I'm still on the fence about this, but if everything goes well, this should retain its Teen rating. However, I am under scrutiny as this chapter may earn the story a Mature rating, meaning it will be considered borderline clop, something I am doing everything to avoid. This is a sensual fic, not clop.
Enjoy:
I gulped hard as I stared at the familiar door. The gold numbers 257 gleamed back, reminding me of the night I had spent here a week ago. The sweet and salty taste of her began to fill my mouth, making me gag slightly at the memories. As if spurred on by the taste, the rest of my body began to recall the sensations I had felt that night. Her phantom soft hooves rubbed up and down my back as well as my belly and rear legs. Her tongue tickled the lower part of my body while I could still feel hers quivering against my mouth.
I shook my head violently, casting off the sensations like a dog did with water. Determination began to well up in my chest and I reached out a hoof to knock at the door, but I froze right before it tapped on the door. It was at that moment of all moments that a thought struck me. Glimmer had mentioned that Plush had cried herself silly the whole week I wasn't at work, so I began to wonder how she would react to seeing me again. A million guilty ideas began to attack my brain, each one ending with her slamming the door in my face and me losing my chance forever. Fear began to grip me and I could feel myself starting to hyperventilate.
As panic tore at my determination, I noticed a tan colored hoof reach out and take mine. I jumped at the contact, but allowed it to press my hoof to the door, producing an audible knock. The process repeated twice more before the hoof pulled back, my eyes locked on it the whole time. I followed it back to Glimmer standing behind me, smiling gently to me with that familiar grin I had come to know. She nodded slightly to me, her curls bouncing gently when I heard Plush's voice come from behind me.
"H-hello? *hic*" Came the most pathetic sounding voice I had ever heard Plush use, "Who i-is it?"
I felt as if ice water had washed over me when her words hung in the air, waiting for a response. Taking a deep breath, I closed my eyes and tried to remember what I had said to her that night. Once I opened them again, I knew what to do.
"Why don't you open up and see?" I cooed back, ready to be seductive again. A small silence ensued before I heard a quick series of clicks behind the door and it opened, revealing a pair of bloodshot turquoise eyes. They were wide with anticipation and shrunk at the sight of me, a small yip of excitement following them.
"V-Viola!" Plush squeaked, "Y-you came b-back!"
I allowed myself a smug smile to wash over my features, flashing my small fangs to her.
"I didn't come alone this time." I spoke, my voice dripping with lust. Backing up a bit and turning to my left, Plush followed my movement and locked her eyes on Glimmer, who was giving her a similar look that I was.
"Hello, Plush," Glimmer cooed to her, "I've heard a lot about you from my friend here."
I could tell Plush was having the reaction I expected through her eyes and the familiar flowery scent that began to permeate the air. Laying it on a little thicker, I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, acting as if I was pleased by the odor.
"Mmmm, you smell that, Glimmer?" I asked, acting as if it was the scent of fresh hay fries.
The door opened wider as Plush revealed more of herself, being drawn out by the act we were putting on. A small frown quivered on her bottom lip and her eyes were still glassy, but we had her attention now.
As always, tell me what you think. I do so love feedback the same way Viola loves her expertise.
Regards,
C.B.
'Bout damn time, bloke.
I want it, I need it! Gimme pl0x
This is gonna be gooooood.
Do what you need to do man. I've waited this long, I can wait a little bit longer. Besides, a little clop can add to a story if done right. University Days is a good example.
I wouldn't complain if it went Mature. I honestly think that it would fit well to have it get to that point during the whole impregnation process, if we're going to witness that (I really hope we are).
It's kinda what the entire story's been about, so I think it's okay if you go Mature. And no, that's not just my inner pervert speaking
Eitherway, I'm looking forward to seeing the end of the story
It's been really good so far, and I don't think the last few bits will be any different.
You could always denote that the Mature rating doesn't mean it's just plain old clop. This story has some real, well, story to it and anyone who's been following it knows that. Shoot, even put that it was originally rated Teen so as to not scare away the single-minded potential viewership.
Oh, and since I didn't actually say it, I'm for it going Mature.
I say go for it. If you've got something that works, don't hamstring your story just to keep the age gate low. Just my 2 cents.
Honestly the story's been a bit confusing, I thought it was about Viola wanting a foal, not about her having relationship related issues. You kept telling us that Viola didn't like Plush, but Plush liked her. What exactly is she up to? Does Viola really have mixed feelings or are you just screwing with the other characters? Basically, I have no idea what the story's about anymore...
2113381 Then you need to pay more attention. I mean that in a respectful way. I'd try explaining some of it to you, but I'm typing off my phone.
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It is about a lot of things, mostly dealing with how far Viola will go to get that foal.
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I've been paying plenty, thank you very much. Since you're not the author, BUGGER OFF AND SHUT UP!
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I see.
2114806 You need to take a few deep breaths and calm down. I said with respect and didn't mean any harm. So I'm going to apologise. I'm sorry. I hope you accept my apology and not start a useless fight on the internet.