The door to Ditzy’s living room swiftly swings open, allowing both the pegasus and unicorn entrance. As soon as the door shuts, you find yourself pushed against it by two soft, stone-grey hooves. Your pulse had hardly any time to calm from your unexpected flight, your legs still trying to remember how to work on the ground.
Leaning your back against the door for support, you firmly hold her shoulders with your forelegs, pulling her ever-so-slightly closer to you. Ditzy’s lips meet with yours again, the sweet-tasting promises of what lies beyond them teasing your mouth. You were never one for taking risks in your life, especially when it came to something as important as romance. This time, however, is going to be different. This time you’re going to push the boundaries that much further.
Your mouth opens just enough within the kiss. The tip of your tongue edges forward cautiously, before licking, testing, her pursed lips. Be it from pleasant surprise or unexpected shock, the pegasus responds with a faint twitch when she feels your warm, wet request. For the briefest moment, you could have sworn her bright eyes realign perfectly from the feeling. A blink later, and they begin to drift again. Not that you’d know - her eyelids close before you can see anything else from them.
With a soft sigh, her lips part, giving in to the poking and prodding of your tongue. Pulling her closer, tighter to you with your fore-hooves, you explore the insides of her mouth, the taste reminding you faintly of syrup. A shiver of excitement rushes down your spine as her own tongue rises to meet yours, dancing, lapping, sliding against each other in short fits of arousal. You feel something light brush against your hooves. Something from behind Ditzy’s back. Her wings slowly and delicately unfurl as she presses her face against yours, trying to push herself deeper into your fiery, passionate kiss. Before you know it, her grey feathers have spread widely, proudly standing on end.
Pulling back from the kiss, she stops to look at you, close enough for her warm, gentle breath to be felt on your face. However, what catches your attention the most is that hungry smirk she wears, that stirring look in her extraordinary eyes. You understand what she yearns for; in fact, you‘re hoping to give her just that.
Your eyes flick towards the nearby sofa. That’ll do nicely.
A quick whisper into Ditzy’s ear is all it takes. She lies on the sofa, her back facing upwards, stiff wings raised and quivering in anticipation. You hoist one of your legs over her, facing her hardened, feathered limbs, her lower spine nestled between your hind legs. Deep sighs escape her as you firmly knead the base of each wing, working your way higher ever-so-slowly. Her breathing quickens by the time you’re up to her central coverts, your steady massaging causing her to grab the nearby cushion for support.
Catching her by surprise, you work your way down her wings again, pressing, rubbing her spine between each wing. Her gasp turns into a relaxed moan, her whole body trembles, complete with an involuntary flutter from the wings. You can’t help but grin as you quicken your pace, rubbing her feather-tips and enjoying the sound of her blissful cries as they rise in pitch.
Your hooves run up the ridge of each wing until you reach her alula; the point where Ditzy’s wing-structure ends and the feathers begin. Or as you know it better as, the most sensitive part of a pegasus’ limb. You notice her sharp intake of breath even as you brush it gently. Perfect.
Grasping the magic spot on your lover’s wings, you work your hooves over them as feverishly and furiously as possible. A screeching yelp of passion suddenly bursts forth from her throat, the following ecstatic screams might have even shattered windows if she hadn’t the foresight to bury her face in the cushion. Every muscle in her body goes wild, her hind legs can be felt kicking wildly. Every feather in her wings flex in pleasure. Her muffled shrieks of euphoria stir a lust aching to come out. Finally, the muscles in her wings loosen, and they droop to her sides in exhaustion as she gasps for air.
With a little effort, Ditzy rolls onto her back while she’s still under you. A moment later, you realise this puts you both in a very… suggestive position. She flicks an uneasy glance your way, which you reassuringly laugh off to hide your beet-red blushing; wing-fooling is one thing, but you feel it’s definitely too soon for something like… well… that!
Instead, you lie down on the sofa next to her, lavishing her with kisses once again. The clock ticks by as you both playfully exchange short, tender pecks on each other‘s faces. However, you notice a small pattern emerging in Ditzy’s kissing; first your lips, then another on your snout. Then the space between your eyes, oddly. Then the base of your horn, then th-
“Aah! Ditzy, wha… uh…”
You don’t expect her lips to take such a route, wrapping snugly around the tip of your horn. Nor do you expect the gentle sucking as she slowly slides her mouth up and down it. Your horn is one of the most sensitive body parts you have, and with your eyes shut, you can feel every last thing through it. The warm breeze of her breath between each sensual suck. Her hot, wet tongue sliding against it. The single, stray droplet of saliva trickling down from the tip of your horn to the base.
Doing your best to keep your breathing steady, you involuntarily writhe from the comforting experience. The temperature in your horn starts to rise, the recognisable tingling sensation coming back to you - telltale signs of magic gathering towards it. Perhaps Ditzy caught on to this as well; her tender teasing slowing down at the sign of the your arcane anticipation. Eventually, she stops, pulling her mouth away from your horn. Just as your build-up was becoming a challenge to keep under control.
“Is… is everything alright?”
She replies using her lips. Pushed up against your own again. You breathe a deep sigh from the corner of your mouth; a kiss from her is welcome any time. Meanwhile, her fore-hooves rise to your horn, massaging it from top to bottom, quickly and eagerly. The pressure mounts around your horn as she rubs, the passion reigniting between yours and Ditzy’s lips only serving to build it even higher. Just a few sparks break free from your horn’s tip, the release causing you to moan with pleasure into her mouth.
Taking advantage of your parted lips, her tongue slides in between them, mingling with yours again. If her deft hooves weren’t the cause of the incoming enchanted climax, her tongue certainly was.
Every muscle in your body tenses, your horn burning with the sparks and static spewing forth from its tip. You try to stifle a groan of ecstasy to no avail as the flow of magic lessens, pulling back from Ditzy’s kissing only for a moment, to take a brief gasp of air, before diving back in again.
When the last satisfying cackle of electricity finally dies out, you lie almost motionless next to the pony you love. Just you, her, and the sofa you both lie on, sharing this moment of perfection together.
You can’t tell how long you lie there with her, the sound of the mounted clock’s ticking accompanying yours and Ditzy’s breathing. Then after a while;
“That was… incredible,” you whisper into her ear. She responds with a slow, sleepy nod before nuzzling up to you. “How did you do… that… so well?”
“I’ve, um, had practice,” she mumbles, her wandering eyes closing bit by bit. “I used to date a unicorn. He really liked it when I did that stuff to his horn.”
You feel her cosy-up closer to you as she recalls her former coltfriend.
“But one day, I crashed while I was flying. Can’t remember how or why, but he didn’t like it when I did. He said I was too different after the accident.” she sighs deeply, knowing it’s all water under the bridge now. No point in trying to change the past. “I think… he ran away. But before he did, he gave me a gift.”
You gently place your hoof on her head, half-ruffling and half-stroking her mane to put her worries at ease. She loves that, after all.
“He gave me… my little muffin. My little Dinky. And she’s the best filly in the whole of Equestri- Aah!”
Ditzy bolts upright in panic, surprising you with her sudden fluster.
“Oh my gosh! Dinky! I’m supposed to pick her up after school!” she turns her head toward the clock on the wall and lets out a sigh of relief. “Ten minutes to four, I still have time.”
You hadn’t realised how fast the past three hours had been. Time flies when you’re having fun, you guess. You lift yourself off the sofa with Ditzy, and before you know it she’s already in the doorway, ready to leave.
“Ditzy, wait.”
She stops in her tracks, and turns to face you.
“Do you think your daughter would, y’know…” It’s hard to find the right words for this, “She’d probably not appreciate seeing a strange stallion hanging around her home all of a sudden, would she?”
“Uh… I dunno.” the pegasus shrugs, “She knows who you are, I’ve told her all about you, but-”
“-But it would be a big change in her life if I got too involved.” you finish. You imagine if you were a young colt, and your single parent started being with other ponies you hardly knew. Then you have an idea;
“Hey Ditzy. This weekend, if you’re free. Let’s all go to the park together or something.” You wrap a foreleg over her shoulders in assurance, “We’ll take it slow together. Maybe it’s better for little Dinky if she got to know me before I get too involved in her life.”
She wraps a foreleg over your shoulders too, and gives you a short, sweet kiss on the lips. “I think you two will get along just fine. This weekend? I’ll be there. Let’s talk more about it at lunch tomorrow!”
You finally pull off a laid-back smirk. “I’ll see you there, beautiful.”
Blushing at your remark (which was true - you waited so long to call her that) she walks out of the door and takes to the bright, blue skies. As you see her fly off to collect her family, you think to yourself how… wait a minute…
“Ditzy! The school’s that way!”
(Spoiler; you now have a thing for the wall-eye.) - Crowley
It's true. I do.
... DAMN YOU CROWLEY! You've caused me to have so many fetishes... HOW DO YOU DO IT?
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Hornjob?!?!
I THIS. LOTZ UV HEARTS
I'm an adult, why wouldn't I have "View Mature" turned on?
I find it funny how wings and horns have become erogenous zones according to the fandom.
You bastard.
I'll never be able to look at Double D the same way ever again...
A thousand curses upon your brilliant writing!
A THOUSAND, I SAY!
...5/5.
Pff, I already did.
i wasn't sure if i wanted to click on this chapter but i regret nothing.
i regret nothing but i don't have a thing for them
If you catch a bird and rub its wings, nothing will happen
131218 catch a Pegasus then rub its wings.
First of all. "NOW" I have a thing for the wall eyed? No sir! why do you think i read your story?
What was not expected is that I would enjoy it this much.
BTW except for some pg 13 material this chapter was rather clean. This could be the plot (lol plot) of a teen rated dating sim.
Because even though a horn is a phalic "symbol" it can still be shown without censering (except in the most conserved and repressed of societes) and still be inserted into the mouth of an individual without the act actually being "profane"
Why did i talk so much about that, and now that I'm questioning this should I not just delete what I wrote?
But I did allready put the work into it...
Oh well.
Spoiler
I had a thing for the wall-eyed in chapter one
This one was really extraordinary, considering the actions that " I " take throughout the story would be nearly Identical if I was in the same situation ( Even though I was technically in it already )
Another one for the record books
Now on to read the epilouge and go D'AWWWWWW over it
that was an amazing experience with derpy
Yes....
Just, Yes.
Wow, you gave me a monster wing boner....
lawl wing boner
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Wait o.o I just noticed your avatar and comment...lmao xD best coincidence all day
GOD DAMM IT Crowley youve given me so many damn fetishes srsly how the buck do you do it
that aside good job on so many good fics well done
MAN, i've HAD a thing for wall eye
"Every feather in her wings flex in pleasure." - Something about the wording of this sentence seems wrong to me
After reading all the stories... I have gained an everything fetish... weknowmemes.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/12/dis-gon-b-gud.gif
I always enjoy your fics good sir.
But I have to say this one is the sweetest one I have read yet. It made me feel romantically comfortable and I thoroughly enjoyed every second of it.
Really liked the build up with the fight and everything as well.
I move on to eagerly read your others.
My boner is smiling......HELP!
this was really good! wish there was more romantic storys for derpy
Wait, this story is rated teen for the reason this is the only chapter with mature material, ergo, having "View Mature" would not make a difference.
Jokes on you because I already had all of these fetishes.
420766 I'll be surprised if simply touching you doesn't make you have an orgasm.
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I wasn't really sure if I wanted to read this chapter to begin with,,, but I regret nothing at all actually. It was a good read and very romantic and I can still keep the innocent view on MLP:FiM that I prefer.
(Admit it, every bronies thought when we saw the baby cakes was 'They had sex!')
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My first thought was "They had sex, and Mrs Cake's been hiding her pregnancy for the past 11 months!"
Good. This was good. Very good.
Aw who am I kidding, IT'S GREAT!
Only one thing to Say:
And an excellent finish. You get massive bonus points for dealing with the shock of having a parent start dating again - a nice layer of emotiveness to add to the stories, umm, storyness. Also, I always liked Ditzy Doo more than Derpy, so this whole fic was awesome.
Lol, hornjobs.........well, at least this time round, it's not a jelly-like magical secretion.....that explodes all over the room.
Well, for Twilight, anyway.
What a wonderful story! In general, all your writings are....I know this is very broad, but I've recently made an account, and have been aching to review and comment toward authors whose works I have always enjoyed, and yours have certainly been one of them :).
In general, I've definitely grown to love reading 2nd-person POV stories, and as much as I love one-shot stories that get straight to the action, I love how you take the time to create a more fleshed-out story with each mare instead of simply getting it on; here for example, you even make time to comment on the possible relationship with Dinky, and what it could mean when "you" start dating her mom....makes me wonder what the future has in store for these three; it's little things like that, that I enjoy, since you flesh everything out.
Nothing more specific I feel I can say given that I'm speaking very broadly; just that I have always enjoyed your stories and hope to see more of you in the future :).
I remember reading the story "Even Kindness needs kindness", and i enjoyed hat one, but when i got to the end of this one, I was like "No Way!" because i usually just download stories without looking at authors names and such. I thought it was funny at the time, just saying. But yeah, you're cool in my book from now on.
You say NOW I have a thing for derpy, boy, ask me to choose between rolling in the hay with miss derpy here, or pick and choose between the rest of the background mane six (time turner, tavi, vinyl, bonbon, and lyra) and I'd hop over to derpy
ONWARDS! FOR FEELS!
Walleye is our state fish. Is great beerbattered.
Er, not just now, but I do admit I prefer Anthro or humanised Derp - but this is one of the best derpy-love stories i've read, you are an artist with words.
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I've always had a thing for the wall-eye. I wouldn't have taken the morning shift if I didn't.
derpy is best pony, needs sequel
Now have a thing for wall Eye? I always had a thing for wall eye
Dunno man...caves are still pretty appealing...
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And here I was thinking that Dinky was going to walk in on them by the end
Edit 2023: Another old comment where I was RPing with myself- kind of- that I wish I could delete. But I think it's a bug with the mobile interface that's causing the delete button to not work.
I'm sure you can gather context from Crowley's reply, that's all you really need, the rest of what was here was- and I don't use this lightly- cringe.
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Ah, so you've seen my fics before? Good to know you've found your way back here :P