The only thing tighter than this closet is her—
"In here, quick!" Smolder had whispered. Oh, what a lovely idea that had been!
It started when Gallus dropped the idea that they should cut class. She was sitting there, bored and reading a banal textbook that could give Ex-Headmare Twilight's lectures a run (or more of a leisurely walk) for their money. Gallus leaned in next to her ear and whispered, "I'm a little tired. Hey, wanna skip next period?"
Smolder had skipped plenty of times before, so the concept wasn't at all new to her. Most of the time she got caught, but what were they going to do? Have a parent-teacher conference? Pffft, as if!
She usually didn't get caught until after school (damn roll call). This time, however, was a little different. Gallus and Smolder were walking down the hall sneakily when she stopped to peek around a corner. Professor Rarity and Professor Fluttershy were heading their way, chatting up a storm. And they were getting pretty damn close.
Smolder ripped her head away from the corner, heart racing. "What's up?" Gallus said.
She placed a finger against his beak and hissed, "Shhhh!"
Searching the hallway for a quick way out, she spotted the janitor's closet. Running over to it as quietly as possible, she opened the door and waved for Gallus to get in, get in, get, "In here quick!"
Boy, that had been a great idea. It was cramped and dark, their bodies pressed up against each other. Gallus had to stand on his hind legs so that there would be enough room for the two of them. And he was hyperventilating. "I don't like closed spaces... I don't like closed spaces..." he wheezed between breaths.
Smolder grabbed a nearby rag from the shelf behind her and held it over his beak to muffle the sound. Shadows passed beneath the doorway, and she could hear hooves walking by. The two professors were saying something, but Smolder was too preoccupied with calming Gallus down to hear what they were saying.
"Hey, calm down dude. You're gonna get us caught!"
"I can't... help it..."
Smolder pressed her body further against his and applied more force to the rag, trying to avoid covering his nostrils so that he could still breathe. He gave a muffled gasp, and his breathing died down. He stared at Smolder, wide-eyed.
The sound of hoofsteps became far away, and Smolder removed the now-damp rag from Gallus's beak. "Sorry dude, I didn't have time to see if it was clean or not. Did you get a good whiff at something?"
"Uh, yeah..." his eyes remained locked onto hers.
She threw the rag back onto the shelf behind her. "You dizzy or something?"
"Or something..."
Smolder quirked a brow. "You good?"
"M-hm," he nodded.
"Cool." She extended her arm out toward the door handle. "Let's—"
Something very warm and very wet brushed up between her thighs.
Smolder glanced down and saw the bridge of Gallus's cock riding up against her clit. She looked back up. Gallus's eyes clenched shut, face flustered. "Sorry, I can't control what it does!"
Smolder looked down at his cock again. It was big, but not too big. About half the size of a ruler and the girth of a cucumber. A curious part of her liked how slippery it felt between her thighs. A warm feeling spread through Smolder's pelvic.
Placing both claws on Gallus's shoulders, she said, "Wanna have some fun, dude?"
Gallus's eyes shot open, the blush on his face dimming a little. "What?"
"Come on! I'm asking if ya wanna do it right here." Her eyelids drooped, and she gave him a sensuous stare, along with a sly smirk. "I know you wanna."
"I-I'm not sure. Skipping class was a bad idea. Let's—"
"Oh, come on!" Smolder yelled, then threw a claw over her mouth. The two held their breaths and waited a moment.
When they heard nothing approaching the door, she removed her claw from her mouth and grinded her body up against his. "When's the last time you lost your virginity?"
Gallus winced, his penis throbbing between her legs. "How can there be a 'last time' if I can only lose my virginity once." He moaned as Smolder rubbed her clitoris up and down the length of his dick.
"Come on dude, rub it between my legs. I like that. Who knows, it might help ya calm down a little!"
Gallus groaned, the red in his face turning harsh. "Fine."
He thrust his hips, gasping as it rubbed up against her clit. Her vagina was already wet, making it a smooth experience. Smolder let out little breaths, her own face flustered. Wrapping both arms around his neck, she pressed her back up against the supply shelf and used the bonus leverage to furl her legs around his torso.
"Press me up against the shelf, let's go!"
Gallus did as commanded, placing his talons beneath her rump to hoist her up and pushing all of his weight against her. His penis rubbed up against her clit. A clear sticky substance dripped onto the floor. He squawked, unable to hold back his pleased gasps. Both of their cheeks filled with warmth.
Smolder let out a loud moan. Gallus hurriedly placed his talon over her muzzle and stopped thrusting. She blinked up at him. Saliva seeped out between his fingers. He blinked back at her.
Without thinking, Gallus removed his talon and pressed his beak into her muzzle. Smolder didn't seem to care. In fact, she let out a please groan. He resumed sliding his cock between her folds, making a loud slicky sound as he did. Their tongues wrestled, wrapping around each other.
Gallus pulled his head back, a silver under-arc trailing between them. The feathers on his head were starting to get damp. "Should I put it in?"
"Yes dude, yes!" Smolder blurted.
Slipping his cock out from between her thighs, he hoisted her up higher, huffing a little from her weight. He placed the tip of his cock into her folds and slowly slid in. Her vagina was the perfect warmth. He wanted more of it. He slid in further. Smolder huffed as his cock reached maximum length in her tunnel. He slid out to a loud squelch and shoved it back in.
His hips bobbed back and forth. Gallus placed his beak back over Smolder's mouth as she let out another loud moan and their tongues fought. His thrusts became faster. Pulling away from his beak and breaking apart several strings of saliva, she placed her head beneath his chin and hugged him tighter. She gritted her teeth, sounds of pleasure whistling between them.
"I'm going to cum!" Gallus whispered in her ear.
Smolder gripped the feathers on Gallus's back with both claws. "Good."
His thrusts quickened, the squelching becoming louder. A pleasant pulse ran through his penis, then something warm shot up inside of Smolder. Their juices mixed together, dripping onto the floor. Gallus slid his cock out to another loud squelch and panted.
Smolder placed her feet back on the floor, chest heaving. "What did..." she breathed. "What did I say..."
Both of their faces were a harsh red. Gallus was sweaty all over, the feathers along his cranium damp and pits emitting a funky odor. He huffed. "I think... I think we should skip class again sometime."
His smile drooped, and he looked down at the floor. "Um, what are we going to do about this mess?"
Smolder snickered. "Good thing we picked the janitor's closet to hide in."