Coming Home to Sweetie Belle

by Hand-Made

It's good to be home.

Silently, another long day in Equestria passed into Luna's night. Although certainly not exhausted, you were indeed quite tired. Thankfully, you were able to complete the day's tedium and return to your humble domicile.

To a cozy cottage, where your dreams and wishes resided...

To a warm meal, even if it was usually a little charred around the edges...

To a clean bed, where pristine linens waited impatiently to be ruffled by your presence...

All these things were indeed wonderful, but none compared to the little mare who cozied up against your chest. Softly, her barrel rose and fell in time with your own. Being "big spoon" was never a challenge, especially when your petite bride was a miniature equine. You couldn't help but notice how close your ivory-furred maiden always rested herself, truly comforted to be once again in the shared home of husband and wife in Equestria. Wrapping your arms around her slender body, you agreed wholeheartedly that this was far better than the world you've just came from visiting. A new home, a new career...and a new wife.

"Goodnight, Sweetie Belle."

"Goodnight," the filly whispered your name softly, the mumble of the sandman's touch audible through her words. You stroked her pastel mane, marveling at its lushness even in bed. Truly, Sweetie Belle had an anxious time back on Earth. Thankfully, your loved ones were as understanding...or at least as understanding as you've come to expect, given the first introduction the little mare provided was to proudly proclaim herself your wife. An errant finger traced her horn, her hot breath slowing as she indulged within the sensation. So smooth, so adorable, so-

'tink'

A metallic sound rang out once before muffling against the pillows; an all too familiar band rested against your nail.

"Sweetie, are you still wearing your wedding ring?"

"Yeah." she fluttered her eyes in the darkness, embarrassed at her possible faux-pas. "Aren't you?"

"Oh no, I took it off and placed it atop our nightstand. I wouldn't want it to catch it in your fur or scratch you in your sleep."

"Oh." Sweetie Belle said, realizing that the answer should have been all-too-obvious. "Do I have to take mine off?"

You stifled a chuckle at her innocence.

"I suppose not. Is it uncomfortable on your horn?"

"No, honest, it's fine, but I don't want to scratch your face, either..." you felt a delicate hoof brush against your cheek. "But I...really don't wanna take it off. You know, especially if yours is off."

"Why not, my dear?"

"Well, what if there's a fire in our house, and a firemare comes to save you and doesn't see your ring and thinks that you're single and takes you away for herself? You gotta sleep holding me close so they know we're married."

"No firemare could ever swoop me away. I'd just hold my wife right here and watch the mare's face when I give you a kiss." you punctuated your wording with playful smooches on her nose, eliciting pealing giggles from the mature foal. "Now sleep well, my little Belle."

"Mmmhmmm." she closed her eyes, nuzzling once more into your firm, masculine comfort. The twilight of slumber was upon you now, and your eyelids became increasingly heavy. It wasn't long before-

"But what if Princess Luna visits us tonight? She'll see you're not wearing a wedding ring, and I can't follow you into your dreams..."

"Nonsense." you guffawed, squeezing Sweetie's supple flanks. "Luna might be the Ruler of Dreams, but she isn't the Princess of my heart. That fertile land belongs to you; therefore you are the only mare I dream of." you whispered hotly into her ear before giving the tip a playful lick. Instantly her ear twitched, remaining animated far after you've nestled back into your pillow, unable to shake the wonderful sensation of your tongue.

"You're always in my dreams, too." Sweetie wistfully murmured, snuggling ever closer. You felt her little heart beating against your bare skin, almost as if it was trying to touch your own. Slowly, the filly's breath began to slow as sleep set-

"But what-mmph-"

Sweetie's concern was silenced by your mouth pressed firmly against her own. Once again, her ear twitched uncontrollably; your tongues began to snake together. No lust, no carnality, only two muscles seeking the comforts of one another in the silence of your marital bed. You flexed your arms, allowing Sweetie Belle to feel the solidarity of her husband pulling her close. She snorted once, a gentle burst of hot air that wrapped around your face and bound you orally all the more. In the shared back-and-forth, Sweetie's wifely anxieties melted away only to be replaced by the warm reassurance of her man, her husband, letting her know that all was truly well.

After what only seemed a moment, the embrace was finally ended.

"That's what."

"Uh-huh." Sweetie Belle nodded her head, her lips still tingling from the experience as her mind swam drunkenly. Her equine tongue ran across her lips, curving in a prehensile attempt to savor your lingering taste. Finally, the filly's psyche cleared long enough for proper thoughts to resume. For the umpteenth time, you found yourself the target of Sweetie's determined snuggling.

"I'm glad that you're my husband." Sweetie Belle cooed as she found her proper place once more.

"Me too." you halted the tear, but couldn't suppress the smile as you clenched your eyes, thanking the stars for blessing you with such a darling wife. At long last sleep came, carrying you both off into the unconscious realm. But in reality, two hearts remained active...beating as one, pulsating together in a paradise without end:

Man and mare, husband and wife.

Comments

[TheGreatPandaKing]

New Hand-Made!

[Aura Zero]

Oh I really liked this. I know I would be one lucky person to be married to Sweetie Belle. Id prefer to be a pony, but Id be happy regardless.

[Manes]

I was wondering about you. Glad you're not dead.

[Shpoople96]

Holy shit, Hand-Made made a non-explicit story? Impossibru!

[Steel Scream]

Whoa a Hand-Made that's SFW? I like it maybe it'll open people to your other works.

[Coranth]

A Hand-Made full of d'aww and hnnnggh!

[Twist of fate]

Amazing work keep the stories coming

[dj-pon3fan]

How sweet. Great job on this.

[FierySoul]

I feel deceived by the lack of sex, but not disappointed...

[PoneFanatic]

I liked the way this was written, it was sweet, but... honestly? Marrying a filly?

Please, people.

[Dan]

5235912

If you read the guys other work, he explicitly (and how!) says Sweetie has had her first estrus.

[Vixavior]

~squints and hums for a few moments~ This feels like a Hand-Made gateway drug. I'm certainly not complaining about a nice, sweet, and ultimately short SFW writing piece. It feels like an exert from a larger story and a nice showcase piece for sampling your writing style. You know, this is really odd for me... but don't have a whole lot to say that wouldn't be a whole heap redundant.

Now, if I do gotta' say something... I really like her mane? Hmm, well, I do like how Sweetie Belle still felt like the foalish filly we all know. There's a nice layer of that same over-complexity in her imagination that she always manages to fall into, just like in almost every Crusader instance we see, (minus the whole Babs Seed incident where she wanted to tell AJ... zat vas just veird). The whole bit around worrying about the opportunistic firemare is... well it feels like something she might be able to think up.

Really, it's sweet, it's pleasant, it's well written, and it feels right. C'est bon.

[Arkfox]

Coming home to Sweetie.

I found this story to be very tranquil, a peaceful setting especially under a starry night. I like how the role in the beginning was one of getting through a long day and coming home for some well deserved rest.(Like a feeling of accomplishment had just taken place) This point meshes well since people can relate to just coming back and wanted to kick back, relax an such.

"To a warm meal, even if it's charred around the edges..."
1.He knows all to well of her cooking....efforts... xD but is used to the flavor that he doesn't care how it tastes anymore
2. Probably has offered to make dinner but sees the bubbly eyes of Sweetie and caves in which he takes in along with his burnt juice xD
These are just some thoughts that came to me as I read it over^^.

Sweetie is absolutely adorable here. We can see her imagination running wild a bit with these well thought out scenarios of the fire mare or even Luna attempting to take him away. It was a short and Sweet story, perfect for calming the nerves.

[Peacekeeper]

oh my gosh!!!! SO CUTE!