I held onto the guardrail of the train's seating, Dust strapped into the seat and Cosmic rolling around on the floor, "Bloody- bitch- shite- ow!" she rolled from one side of the isle to the other, ears slapping against the floor as she went. "Not the wa--" a loud thud followed her voice, "The fuck- damn- shit- ow- crap- why!?" she mumbled as the train took a sharp turn down the old snow covered tracks to Storm Side.
Celestia had seen us off, having found an old rail line into the town. Unfortunately, the line was buried under about two hundred years of snow and ice, so plowing through it was going to take time. But with the freeze, came preservation. For all the problems the cold caused, it also meant that the tracks were perfectly preserved.
I took a deep breath and the train slammed to a halt, the speakers chattering as I flopped to the floor and slid into a wall, Cosmic joining me seconds later, "Um...alright everypony, we've hit the ice. We're gonna start forcing through, so settle in and get comfy, it's gonna take a while." As the voice finished the train lurched forward, grinding through the ice at a snails pace.
I looked at Cosmic as she laid curled up against my chest, my body and her, head, thrown against forward wall of the train, only Dust was spared the tumbling. "Fuckin' 'ell, bloody bashed my damn mouth on a chair leg!" Cosmic yelped, letting me pick her up without argument and lift us both off the floor.
I stumbled over to a chair and plopped down, my own body haggard from the tumble, "Yeah, right there with ya'," a familiar wetness started to drip from my nose, "and I'm bleeding again. Great."
Cosmic flicked her ears back, "Don't bleed on me damn it!"
I plugged my nose with my wrist, "Oh, how compassionate."
Cosmic mumbled a mocking accent, "All nasally--"
"Aaaaaall nasally," I met her jeer with one of my own, "Ooop, op op op op op!"
Cosmic scrunched up her muzzle, "I can't do that...cause I can't cover my nose...."
I rubbed her scalp, scratching slightly, "It's fine, stopped bleeding, just like always."
Cosmic looked a bit uneasy, obviously enjoying the head scratch, but something was eating away at her, "Oi...I knew someponies like you...it's- the bleeding I mean. It uh...rift sickness was what it was called."
I rubbed my mouth, "that's not ominous or anything. Rift sickness, sounds like something from a cheap sci fi show." I went back to scratching, "...This is actually really gross, like I'm getting scalp scrap under my nails, but it's so satisf--" I was cut off as I reached the back of her skull.
"Oh Celestia, buck- fuck- right there!" Cosmic yelped, Dust wiggling in her seat and kicking her legs out, "You st-stop and I'll--"
"You'll what?" I asked, sliding my nails against her skin, "Missy, you're mine right now."
Cosmic went into a constant low groan, shaking herself back and forth using the stump of a neck she had, "Buu-u-u-uck...I love you...I wa-wa-aaaah." she lost focus, closing her eyes and letting me work her scalp under my nails, "D-don't call me, Missy, right- no-aaaaah."
She popped her mouth open, drooling slightly as I found a spot on the top of her head, just left of her right ear, "There it is...there we are." I stood, carefully traversing the moving train and heading towards the front car. I could feel drool starting to roll down my fingers as I rubbed her chin with my thumb. I had to be sure to hold on to the train in some form or fashion, lest I bash my head or god forbid, chuck my own heady mare out of the train.
I found a place to look outside, getting a wonderful view of nothing that was the frozen north. "Hey Cosmic...so...when we reach this place, what are we looking for?"
Cosmic let out a ripping snort, "Snnuck- huh!? What happened?" she looked around like I'd done something to her, "Where am I?"
I started laughing like an idiot, "Jesus Christ- that fuckin' snort, like a chainsaw!" I slid down the wall of the train, cradling Cosmic and trying to clear my eyes, "I'm crying- fuck me-- fuck me!" I yelped, feeling Cosmic sink her dull teeth into my thumb.
She let off quickly, "Aye, how's that fer' funny!?"
"Ya know what-" I adjusted my posture, letting my legs sit splayed out on the floor. I held Cosmic by the sides of her head, neck facing my groin, and I humped. "Yeaaaaah, yeaaaaaah, come on, take it neck stump, take it!" I gave slow, over exaggerated thrusts, "Oh neck, that feels so good, ooooh, yeaaaaah."
Cosmic was completely silent, staring forward at the wall and showing me just the slightest hint of anger as I looked down at her. I held her like a codpiece and kept thrusting, "What's wrong? You're so fascinated with my cock, now you're living it, you are the dick!"
I scrambled to my feet, pressing my back against a wall and bracing myself. I kept thrusting, pumping the air with Dust in place of my cock. "Uuuuh, uuuh, come on Cosmic, uuuuuuuuh."
"Smells like ripe cock down here, ya daft cheeky bastard! Ya think I ain't enjoyin--"
"Uuuuuuh, uh uh hu-" I gave a few finishing thrusts, holding my hips out into the hall, "-just ruining a mare, just stuffing her full!"
I picked Cosmic back up and looked at her face to face, "...Ya think you're funny?" she asked, scrunching up her muzzle, "I mean...I'm a fan of cock, I've taken down a fair share of studs...but that was just...you're a jerk."
I started laughing, "You think that's bad? I thought you said you were in the army. Shit like that is piss compared to some of the shit we did...." I turned to the window, "Man...the army was so gay...like...really, really gay." I looked around the end of the train car, "Homo-eroticism abound in those barracks...."
Cosmic just snuffed, "Great...now I'm bloody wet. Ya daft prick...ya stink like stallion."
I cocked an eyebrow and turned her around, sniffing her neck. "Eugh...that is kinda--"
"Bloody am--"
"Gross," I cut her off, "do you know if there's a shower on this train?"
Cosmic shook her head, "Nope...probably not."
I cocked my head as I walked back towards the seats, "So...you don't know?"
"Nope."
I plopped down, staring at the smug looking head, "Then why'd you say nope?"
"Cause ya don't need it," she stated matter-o-factly, "It's gross, disgusting, smells like ripe sweat and sex, and I like it."
I let out a long huff, "You know, I'd normally call you a pervert...but...just, sport bunny pussy is just- so gross and sloppy and- I uh...I used to prowl around a college back where I lived...picking up runners."
Cosmic closed her eyes and started nodding, "Mmmhmm, just something right about a nasty body when you're huntin' after a bit of squishy. Pinnin' em, pressing up against em, the look as ya force 'em inside...." she took a deep breath and looked off to the side, "I ruined so many colts...so many young studs that had no idea.... I miss it, an' I mean...ya' saved me, but you're old-er, older, and it's never the same."
I scratched my head, "This boner is conflicted. And...if you could, I would totally let you be on top, but you can't...you have no...well, you have no body." I looked over to Dust, "She doesn't count...."
Cosmic started slapping her ears against her head, "Speaking of--"
"Of sex?"
She glared at me, "...Yes, but that can wait. No, I mean...fixing this, I appreciate it. Even if it doesn't work out, even if we can't go back to one piece, I appreciate ya' tryin'."
"Are you kidding me? This is the most exciting thing I've done since Iraq!" I scratched my forehead, "I uh...not an overly exciting person on my own." I looked over at Dust, "I mean...that's why I brought her inside, that's why I put up with you, that's why I...why you kinda grew on me...you're exciting, and I--"
"Lad, I'm a decapitated head...if I wasn't exciting, you've been to Tartarus and back."
"Exactly! I mean, I've seen men blow up. I've been covered in bits of my old friends, but that's- that's not really exciting, more terrifying. But this, going on a little quest, saving a princess from a curse, reuniting two lost souls into one! I mean--"
"Oi, lift me up to you?" Cosmic asked, glaring hard, "Side a' your face...."
I slowly did, "Please don't bite--" I stopped myself as something soft gently pressed against my cheek, followed by a warm sound of a kiss.
Cosmic started mumbling in my ear, "Last stud that called me a princess cut my head off...now this one's trying to put it back on...." I pulled her back, finding her actually blushing, a gentle embarrassed blush, "Ain't never had a good track record with knights, so maybe 'bout time someone broke that streak."
I let out a rough cough, "So...Storm Side, what are we expecting?"
Cosmic took a deep breath, clearing the soft pink from her cheeks, "Uh...been a while, few hundred years. Unless the place exploded, we'll get to the station, then it's a quick trip to the east, should be a big tower with all the magical artifacts collected from Old Equia."
"Alright. Remind me to ask about Old Equia."
"What? Just ask me no- mphm!?" I shut her up, pulling her mouth to meet my own, I watched her, eye to eye as her expression hardened, her lips refusing to open as I pressed out lips together. Little by little, a flinch after flinch, she broke her glare, her eyebrows remaining angry as her eyes closed and her mouth opened.
I pushed forward, exploring her mouth for a moment before tracing the tip of my tongue over the center of hers. She let out a soft grunt, eyebrows finally falling to a submissive expression. Things quickly turned into a sloppy fight as her expression turned back into a fighty stare. We pushed at eachother, her tongue proving more dextrous, but mine more powerful.
I pushed us sideways, craddling her and laying curled up on one of the seats. The warm comfort I found in her mouth, clutching Cosmic close and forcing her into her place. She obviously didn't like it, being forced down, but by the clopping in the background, and the heavy breathing that rang out when we drew back.
"I'll buckin' kill ya- ya know that right?" she purred, lifting her chin as I started nibbling at her neck, "Aauh, gonna- gonna die in your sleep...."
I licked from the back of her jaw to her chin, nipping at her chin before biting her lip softly, "I know...I always knew I'd die in bed with you." I focused on the small stump of neck she retained from her decapitation, "Jesus...I think I'm in love with a bodiless maniac."
"Yer' d-damn right...ya- ya bu-ucker!" I could feel her tense up in my arms as the distant clopping grew more and more furious. And that would set the tone for the entire train ride.
Nearly sixteen hours of sleep, sex, and a bit of physical bonding, all wrapped up with a pair of mares, split between one body's worth of parts. But, maybe when we pulled into Storm Side, maybe when we found what we were looking for, maybe then we could sort this all out, and live like normal people.