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I Treasure Your Love - Hawker Hurricane



After going camping, Connor wakes to find himself in Equestria and sets out to make the most of his time there. But interesting discoveries are made along the way, along with the attention of fiery maned pegasus mare.

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Chapter - 25 - Kinky Antics

Author's Note:

Things start off.....interesting. Not full on clop but there are descriptions and innuendo.

The warm summer sun rose of the green and pleasant land of Equestria. Birds were singing, ponies were getting up and getting ready for the day and postponies were delivering the post. All was calm in the world.

In one of the guest bedrooms of the castle however, all was not calm.

"WHERE IS IT? WHERE IS IT?"

Spitfire was frantically searching the room for a small, but very critical component.

"Didn't you think to put them some place safe before you handcuffed me to the bed?" he asked accusingly.

"Don't start Connor!"

"I'm not starting, I'm just saying. You're not the one handcuffed to the bed."

"Connor! Zip it!"

Connor flinched. Connor and Spitfire had had a couple of arguments before but never had she told him to be quiet in such a harsh manner. Spitfire though, realised her mistake straight away. Turning around she looked to the bed and saw Connor avoiding eye contact and clearly upset at her outburst.

She flew over to the bed and wrapped her hooves around his neck, hugging him.

"I'm sorry Connor. I didn't mean to snap like that."

Connor, still feeling a lump in his throat, quietly answered, "Don't worry about it. I shouldn't have spoken like I did."

Spitfire placed a hoof on his lips, "Shush you. I reacted inappropriately."

"But-"

"No buts Mister. Or I'll forget about finding the keys."

"Yes ma'am."

The two kissed each other for a few seconds. Their kiss was interrupted by a knock at the door.

The two kinky love birds looked at each other in horror.

"Oh shit!" exclaimed Connor harshly but quietly.

"What do we do?" asked Spitfire.

Connor thought quickly and spread his wings out, hiding the handcuffs chaining him to the bed. A quick look and nod to Spitfire confirmed he was ready. There was another knock at the door.

"Connor, it's Celestia. Can I come in?"

All colour drained from his face. Of all the ponies who could come knocking it had to be the one pony who owned the place, and as such could come and go whenever she so pleased.

"Yeah, Spitfire's opening the door now."

Spitfire opened the door and Celestia walked in. Connor and Spitfire shared a very nervous look as she closed the door.

"Good morning Connor, Spitfire. How are you both this morning?"

"We're good!" Connor blurted out quickly.

"Yeah, really good. Never felt better," Spitfire added just as quickly as she bolted next to Connor.

Celestia looked at her two guests and observed their behaviour and she couldn't ignore Connor's outstretched wings.

"Connor why are your wings stretched out?"

"My wings? Oh I'm just stretching them. Don't ponies do that?"

"They do but usually after they get out of bed. Are you getting out of bed?"

"I will do, but I thought I'd have a lie in."

"A lie in? On such a lovely day? Oh come now Connor, get out of bed and join me for breakfast," Celestia insisted with a bright and cheery smile that made it difficult to refuse. Under normal circumstances.

"I'd love to but....erm...well...you see, the thing is...."

"Yes, my little human?" she asked with the same smile.

"The thing is I was going to...."

"Get a bath with me!" Spitfire shouted out unconvincingly.

"Yeah that. I was going to get a bath with Spitfire."

Celestia was enjoying this. It was clear to her they were both up to something, or had been if the smell is anything to go by.

"Well in that case I shall wait until you finish your bathing. Do not keep me waiting too long though, I have morning court to attend at nine o'clock so we we'll have to start breakfast at no later than eight thirty."

"Will do Celestia. We'll see you at eight thirty, at the latest."

"I shall see you then my little human."

Celestia turned around and began to walk out of the room when she abruptly stopped and turned back around facing Connor.

"Oh yes, I forgot. I found these in the hallway, do you know what they are for?"

Celestia levitated two small items in front of Connor and Spitfire, two keys that were clearly the keys to the handcuffs. Connor instinctively reached forward to reach them but immediately felt the handcuffs keeps them in place. There was a quiet but still noticeable clink as the metal handcuffs rattled against the metal bedposts.

"Do you know who they belong to Connor?"

Connor shook his head, "I haven't a clue whose they are? Spitfire, do you know?"

Spitfire, noting Connor's facial expressions, nervously shook her head.

"Sorry, I have no idea."

Celestia sighed, "That is a pity, I had hoped to find their owner but if I cannot find them then I must leave this in the Lost Property Office at the local constabulary."

Connor and Spitfire looked at each other with great worry. Getting the keys back from the Police would require stating the keys' purpose and proving they belong to them by showing them the hoofcuffs. The papers would have a field day if they got wind of Connor and Spitfires' kinky antics. They had to think quickly to get the keys. Fortunately, Connor's brain was firing on all cylinders.

"I could look after them Celestia. I'd make sure they were returned to their owner."

"I'm not sure Connor, it is not that I do not trust you but there are procedures and protocol to follow in regards to lost property."

"True, but surely myself and Spitfire could find the owner without involving the police. They are busy enough as it is and besides, as Wonderbolts surely we carry some degree of honesty and trustworthiness."

Celestia smiled and nodded, "Very well. In that case, do you Connor Wakefield give your word as a Wonderbolt to find the owner of these keys and return them at the earliest convenience?"

"I give my word as a Wonderbolt."

"Very well, I entrust these keys to you for safekeeping. Good luck in your search."

"Thank you Celestia."

"You're welcome Connor."

There was a few seconds of silence and no movement.

"Connor are you going to take the keys?"

"Errrrrrr Spitfire be a good mare and take the keys."

"Sure thing."

Spitfire reached out nervously and took the keys out of Celestia magical grip.

"Did you not want to take the keys Connor?"

"I thought letting Spitfire take them would be fair. We're in an equal relationship after all, we share our responsibilities."

"A very mature way of doing things. I shall leave you now."

Celestia turned around and walked to the door, "Why not join me for lunch instead of breakfast, I wouldn't want to ruin your morning bath."

"Thanks Celestia, we'll see you then."

"I shall see you both at lunch then."

Celestia left the room and closed the door. Spitfire immediately bolted over and locked the door. Safe again she flew back the the still handcuffed Connor and layed on his belly.

"So, I suppose I should unlock the cuffs?"

"Please."

Spitfire moved over to unlock one of the cuffs and noticed something unnerving.

"Something wrong Spits"?

Spitfire motioned with her head at an item that was left in full view whilst Celestia was in the room. Connor, looking at where Spitfire motioned, also felt unnerved.

"That was in full view wasn't it?" he asked.

"Yes. Yes it was."

"Do you think she saw it?"

MEANWHILE IN THE CASTLE CORRIDORS

It took all of her regal control for Celestia to not burst into laugher. She did not expect things to turn out like they did. She genuinely did not know what they keys were and did intend to hand them to local police, as protocol requires, but as soon as she entered the room and saw Connor; she connected the dots quickly. She only went in to invite them to breakfast.

Well it seems my guests enjoyed themselves last night. I wonder how long poor Connor has been hoofcuffed to the bed, it must have been all night if they couldn't find the key. That or Spitfire fell asleep before freeing Connor and they only realised this morning.

It was a valiant attempt by Connor though, to hide the fact he was hoofcuffed to the bed. Even if he wasn't, that rather large ball gag was an indication to what they'd been doing.

Celestia chuckled to herself as she went to get her breakfast. Lunch would be an interesting occasion with them wondering if she knows about their kinky activities.

BACK IN THE BEDROOM

"Considering it's Celestia, we should assume she did," Spitfire replied laying back on Connor's belly.

"Spitfire, would you mind?" Connor asked jingling the handcuffs.

Spitfire blinked before realising what he was asking, "Oh sure. Sorry."

Before she unlocked the handcuffs, she looked at the ball gag again.

"Connor, I don't think I properly apologised for snapping at you earlier."

"Don't be daft, I said don't worry about it. Now come on, unlock the cuffs."

Spitfire didn't move.

"Spits, please unlock them."

She looked at the ball gag again before picking it up in her hooves, and putting down the handcuff keys.

"Spits?"

"Like I said, I don't think I apologised properly."

"Milkshake?"

Spitfire looked at Connor. She saw his wings twitching and him starting to get hot and bothered again. Her mischievous smirk sent a chill down Connor's spine.

"Are you sure you want to get up?" she asked as she pressed her muzzle on his nose.

"Yes I am absolutely-"

In a swift move Spitfire shoved the gag into his mouth and fastened it tightly behind his head.

Connor's wings sprang out and became stiffer than ever.

"Get up or kinky sex?"

"Mmphy mhp," he mumbled through the gag.

"Kinky sex?"

Connor nodded meekly.

"As you wish. Now lay back, and let me apologise to you properly."


MANY HOURS LATER

Connor was now out of bed and after a refreshing shower was now back in his Wonderbolt flight-suit from the night before. Spitfire decided to stay naked. After finishing their morning workout routine Spitfire made sure that each of the 'exercise equipment' was safely in her Wonderbolt bag that she accidentally left during her last stay in the room. The hoofcuffs used were expensive top of the range products. They were immune to magic to prevent unicorns from 'escaping', could only be unlocked with keys due to not having a safety latch and were made from titanium. So sawing though them would be useless, let alone it would still leave the problem of having a cuff still locked around the wrist.

"How are you feeling Connor?"

Connor grinned, "I feel great. Thank you again for your 'apology'."

"You're welcome Connor."

The two kissed again before leaving the room. They didn't envy whoever had to go in and change the bedsheets though. They made their way through the castle corridors towards the dining room for lunch with Celestia. Hopefully it would go by without any awkward moments.

Hopefully.

The kinky duo walked into the room where Celestia and Luna were already sitting. Walking towards them, Connor could see the two Princesses with shit eating grins.

Oh bugger.

"Celestia, Luna it's good to see you again," Connor said as he gave them both a hug.

"Likewise Connor," Luna replied trying not to laugh, "Did you sleep well last night?"

Straight in for the kill, bloody hell. I better be sure I don't say anything stupid.

"I slept great."

"Excellent. I am pleased to hear that. Your human mind is mostly immune to my dreamwalking so I would not be able to help you if you were to have a nightmare."

"I'll be fine Luna, don't worry about me. If anything were to happen there's always Spitfire as well."

The two sisters shared a quick look, "Yes, it is always nice to have a special somepony make you feel special."

There was an awkward silence for a few seconds. The silence was broken when a waiter appeared.

"What would you like to eat Connor?"

"Chicken burger and chips please."

"Certainly, and you Spitfire?"

"Tuna baguette and salad please."

"Of course," Celestia replied before turning to the waiter, "Just the usual for myself and Luna."

"Yes ma'am," replied the waiter.

The waiter walked off back to the kitchens with the order in hoof while a maid brought forward a trolley with a large pot of tea and several cups and saucers.

"Would you like a cup of tea Connor?"

"Yes please."

"What about you Spitfire?" Celestia asked.

"Yes please."

Celestia poured out the tea and hoofed over milk and sugar to allow Connor and Spitfire add them at their own discretion.

"Princess, do you have any alcoholic drinks I could have during lunch?"

"Certainly, what would you like?"

"Do you have any brandy? I love the stuff."

"I heard you enjoy stiff drinks," Luna commented offhandedly.

At that moment everyone heard what sounded like liquid being spat out followed by choking. The assembled ponies looked at the only one with a drink in his hands.

"Connor are you OK?" asked Celestia.

A beet red Connor nodded, "Yeah yeah I'm fine, I think the tea just went down the wrong way."

Connor regained his breath and began clearing up the mess with some napkins, trying to avoid eye contact with the sisters. Spitfire's cheeks too went a shade of red. There was an awkward silence as Connor cleaned the mess up. When he finished and poured himself some more tea, Luna broke the silence.

"Apologies Connor, I did not mean to cause that."

"It's alright Luna, no harm done."

There was another awkward silence for a few seconds until Luna again broke it.

"Just for the record I was referring to Spitfire enjoying strong alcoholic beverages when I said she enjoys stiff drinks."

The following silence got even more awkward and Connor and Spitfire's cheeks went redder.

The silence was agonising.

"How was court this morning?" asked Connor trying to break the silence.

"As boring and predictable as ever," replied Celestia sipping her tea.

"Anything in particular you can talk about?"

Celestia rubbed a hoof on her chin in thought, "Ah yes. One petitioner, a noble, wanted a railway line and station built specifically so it would stop outside of his house in the country. Paid for by the taxpayers."

"I'm guessing you declined their request?"

"Indeed. I am not spending five billion bits of tax payers money so he didn't have to walk one mile to the nearest station."

"Haven't you ever been tempted to just smack them for the way they act?"

"Oh my dear little human, you've no idea."

"How do you manage not to after so many years?"

"Lots of tea and cake my little human."

"Sounds good. I may have to do that myself."

Celestia smiled and nodded, "You must, I insist. Though I do recommend not eating my cakes."

"I won't do that Celestia, I learned my lesson last time."

"I should hope so. If you eat my cakes again, next time not only will I pamper you to the most luxurious spa treatment I can think of, I shall also commission Rarity to make you a lovely dress for you to wear, complete with the most sparkly tiara I can find."

Connor felt a chill go up his spine and through his wings, "You're joking."

"Am I?"

Celestia lit up her horn and out of thin air appeared a......sparkly tiara. Connor looked at the ruby encrusted golden tiara and laughed nervously.

"OK.....OK I believe you. Lovely tiara by the way. Pity I'll never wear it....being male you know. Guys don't wear tiaras, they're not our thing."

Connor suddenly felt something grip around his head. He reached up and felt the tiara was resting there.

"I must say, you look lovely in your tiara; Princess Connor," Celestia said giggling.

"Yeah yeah real funny," he replied trying to remove it.

It wouldn't budge even in the slightest.

"You haven't glued this in place have you?"

"No, I just magically enhanced it so it couldn't be removed by the wearer."

"Why do that?"

"Celestia likes playing jokes," Luna said, answering before Celestia could.

Celestia pouted at Luna before turning back to Connor, watching as he tried in vain to remove the tiara. She could see he was getting a little frustrated and agitated and wasn't particularly enjoying himself. She lit up her horn and removed the tiara, placing it on the table.

"My apologies Connor. I did not mean to upset you."

"I'm not upset, I just......"

Celestia got up and wrapped a foreleg around Connor, "You just don't like being humiliated."

Connor nodded.

"I apologise again Connor. I may play jokes and tease you but I would never deliberately humiliate you."

"I know that."

At that moment the doors opened and in walked the waiters with the food. Celestia requested a brandy for Spitfire which was quickly brought to them by one of the maids.

Lunch was excellently made and tasted great as usual. But, like all good food it's finished all too soon. Celestia had afternoon court to attend and Luna had a maths class to teach at Celestia's School for Gifted Unicorns.

"Connor, Spitfire, before you both go please take this."

Celestia levitated the tiara from earlier into view.

"I've removed the enhancement preventing the wearer from removing it. Please consider it an apology for making you feel humiliated earlier."

"Thanks Celestia," Connor replied as he took the tiara and placed it on Spitfire's head.

"Suits you perfectly, Princess Spitfire."

Spitfire blushed.

"Well Milkshake we should be going, fancy a visit to Ponyville?"

"Sure, why not."

"Until next time Celestia."

"Until next time Connor."

After hugging each other goodbye and turning around to leave but before they left, Celestia called out to them.

"Connor, Spitfire before you go."

The duo walked over to Celestia, "Yes."

"If you both ever want to stop the night again, just let me know and I'll prepare a few 'treats' for you both. Give you both something to 'play' with should you get bored."

Connor and Spitfire stood stock still.

"You know what really happened this morning don't you?"

Celestia nodded.

"What gave it away?"

"Well there was the smell of sex, the sound of clinking metal coming from your hoofcuffs against the bedposts, your outstretched wings covering your hoofcuffed hands......the particularly large ball gag."

Connor and Spitfire shared an embarrassed look. Celestia continued.

"The lost hoofcuff keys, your insistence on having the keys to return to their 'owner'."

"I technically did that."

"Of course you did, you gave your word as a Wonderbolt."

Connor and Spitfire were both beet red. They had both been caught, in a way, having kinky sex in Celestia's castle. Celestia, and most likely Luna, now knew of their 'interests' and would make it awkward should they ever stay at the castle again.

"Don't feel embarrassed, either of you. Luna has told me of many dreams in which myself and her are the centre of many stallions and mares fantasies. What the two of you did last night shows you clearly trust each other, to put one in a position of total control over another."

"So you're not angry with us?" asked Connor.

"Not in the slightest my little human."

"He's not exactly little."

Celestia looked at Spitfire whilst Connor looked straight ahead pretending not to have heard. Celestia stifled a giggle.

"Well, it has been a joy having you both here again. Until next time."

"Bye Celestia."


40 MINUTES LATER ON THE TRAIN TO PONYVILLE

Connor and Spitfire found an empty booth and took up a bench each, making themselves comfortable for the ninety minutes journey.

"You OK Milkshake?"

"I feel fantastic."

"Glad to hear it."

"You want anything from the buffet car?" asked Spitfire, reaching into her bag for some bits.

"A coffee and cinnamon roll if they have any please."

"Sure thing. I won't be long."

The train started pulling out of the station as Spitfire left. Connor sat up and sat next to the window and watched the scenery go by as it changed from the built up urban environment of Canterlot to the green hills of the countryside.

He reflected on his time in Equestria. From his first days to where he is now. He doesn't need anyone to tell him he's become more confident and outgoing. His flight-suit for instance, before he wouldn't be seen dead in a skin tight spandex or whatever-it's-made-out-of flight suit but now he loved wearing one. Or to be more accurate he loved wearing a Wonderbolt flight-suit due to the colour scheme and design making it, and by extension him, look awesome.

Before he wasn't confident about furthering his education but Luna, being the brilliant teacher she is, made learning enjoyable and easy to learn.

On Earth he had zero confidence when it came to relationships and now he had a thriving relationship with a mare whom he loves deeply and would do anything for.

And he lost his virginity.

And had kinky bondage sex.

With a smoking hot mare.

Connor was shaken out of his thoughts when he heard the booth door slide open. Spitfire returned with two coffees and cinnamon buns. She placed them on the seat next to her before sitting down opposite Connor. She hoofed over a coffee and bun to Connor, who took them promptly.

"Thanks Milkshake," he replied kissing her on the forehead, "I love you."

Spitfire smile sweetly and kissed his forehead in return, "I love you to Sleepy Head."

Something was still bugging Connor though. And it would interfere with each of his days until he knew.

"Spitfire, I was just wondering.....where did you get the hoofcuffs from and how did you lose the keys?"

"Where I got the hoofcuffs from is a mares secret and I honestly don't know how I lost them. Oh and just in case you were wondering Fleur gave me this saddle bag."

"Did Fleur give you the hoofcuffs?"

Spitfire tapped her muzzle with a hoof, "Mare's secret."

"So I'll have to never know."

"Yep, and no amount of belly rubs or ear scratches will ever convince me to tell you."


After finishing their snacks, Spitfire sat next to Connor and quickly fell asleep on his lap. Connor had his feet up on the bench opposite and he soon, fell asleep.

During the journey, Spitfire mumbled in her sleep as a single tear rolled down her face.

"Please don't ever leave me, I love you too much, please don't leave."

Spitfire felt herself being squeezed gently.

"I promise I never will."

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