Champion of Equestria: Dark Desires

by Buddy Hooves

Chapter 7: Fruits of Love part 2

As both Mark and Applejack stepped inside of Applejack's house, the air felt warmer and inviting compared to the chili night air. Although he hadn't drunk enough to be completely smashed, Mark was still sporting quite a good buzz right now. Being alone with his marefriend, he couldn't help but have images of the possibilities. Whispers of sweet nothings and giggles into each other's ears, cuddling happily on the couch, and giving into each other's passions fully. The sheer magnitude of this moment completely took Mark by surprise, as he had never made it this far with a female before. Much less been drunk together with one at her place before.

The whole thing was making his head swimming, signs that he was too drunk to think right now. He leaned against Applejack to steady himself, forgetting that she was just as drunk as he was at the moment. They both started to sway and stumble, as they came a few steps away from falling ontop of each other in the living room.

"Ssshhhh.... Ya don't wanna wake up Granny Smith." Applejack whispered to him, as they both steadied themselves. They then began to make their the the bottom of the stairs.

"Hold steady partner," AJ said, keeping a hoof wrapped around Mark while she pointed up. "We just gotta get up these here steps and then we can figure out how ta go from there." They both started helping each other up the stairs, necks swaying and bumping against each other as they progressed their way up. As Applejack tried using the side of the wall for support, Mark caught a whiff of her scent as he leaned against her. The scent was almost more intoxicating then the alcohol, as it was sweet like cinnamon and very feminine.

As they reached the top of the stairs, Mark couldn't help but nuzzle into her neck affectionately. She blushed heavily, but didn't fight against it.

"Shoot, I'm surprised ta see a unicorn like yourself handle drinking like you did." Applejack commented as they broke from their affectionate moment. "Most of them, like Twilight and Rarity, get tipsy after just a few good mugs. It might be somethin ta do with how they have ta use their noggin's for magic."

"True, but you forget my dear lady... I was once an earth pony like you." Mark smirked.

That got a giggle from her. "Ya got me one that one. Earth ponies are also know for holding their alcohol down."

"Like dwarves."

The two shared a quick laugh, before she snapped out of it an gave a quick 'shhh'. She then muttered to herself, "What were we doing again?" Looking around for a moment, she spotted her door and carefully swayed towards the door frame. Mark took a moment to admire the way her rump swayed side to side, before following after her.

After the door closed behind them, Mark took a second to view his surroundings. The window of to the side of the wall had the moonlight shining through half closed curtains, which gave the room a nice light and atmosphere. He saw Applejack as she took off her hat and began to remove the tie from her tail, giving her rump a little shake to let it sway out. He quickly shifted his gaze someplace else, taking a moment to really look at the mare's room. He noticed that her bed saw about a full size and was perfectly made which didn't surprise him. He saw a dresser, but couldn't think of what she could have inside, as she hardly wore anything and didn't like to dress up. A hat stand with her now discarded hat. And a little night stand that had a comb, as well as a few makeup products.

Once she was finished, Applejack took a seat on the bed, before looking at Mark with a small smile. She took a hoof and patted the spot beside her, signalling for him to come sit beside her. He slowly did so, but inside his heart was beating like drums and his head was all fuzzy. He had no idea what to do.

Mark took a seat beside her in the bed, taking a moment to get comfy. As soon as he did, she took a moment to affectionately nibble his ear. She then took lips and began playfully grazing his horn, causing him to whinny with passion. The mare nuzzled into into him, and a single thought made him sobber up just a bit. Applejack's not herself right now.

"We can't." He said simply as he carefully pushed her off him.

"Why not?" She whined, looking at him with confused eyes.

"Because you're drunk and not yourself right now. It wouldn't be right."

There was a moment of silence as neither pony said anything, both just taking the time to look at the floor. Then the silence was broken as the cowgirl asked in a soft voice, "Do ya love me?" that caused the two to look deeply into each other's eyes.

"Of course I love you, Applejack." Mark said as he took a hoof and softly placed it on her cheek. "With all of my heart."

"Then be with me." She softly spoke as the moonlight caused her eyes to glisten. "Ah love you Mark, more then I ever have any other stallion. You've been through so much Mark, and ya deserve ta be happy." She then placed a hoof on his. "I'm givin ya permission, as your marefriend.... I want this."

She then leaned forward and allowed both of their foreheads to touch, their eyes peering deep inside each other's. "I want ta feel your love, ta have our relationship move on ta the next step." their muzzles were only centimeters from touching. "I want ta feel special."

"But you are special, to me."

He then leaned in and kissed her so hard she was caught by surprise, having to place both hooves on his shoulders for balance. But she didn't care. His tongue swept into her mouth and her whole body shivered with passion. She had a hooful of his mane as she kissed him back. She could feel her mouth get crowded and taste him as their tongues met.

Mark had left her mouth, which felt strangely swollen, and was trailing kisses down the side of her neck. She could hear herself gasping for air, completely lost in this magic moment. He was cuddling her into his chest and kissing her neck and stroking my back, and she was loving every second of it. There was a pause as he leaned in and kissed her lips softly this time.

Mark gently put a hoof on her chest and pushed down, making her lay down infront of him on the bed. He then was rolling over on top of her and nibbling her throat. Applejack laughed as his muzzle tickled her, and Mark looked up to her and smiled with a look of pure uncomplicated happiness. He leaned up against her again, not nearly so gently this time, and then his mouth was covering hers, his tongue was rubbing against hers, and his arms were around her, pressing him against her.

They kissed for what felt like an hour. Mark pulled free and looked deep into her eyes, his shined with a look of pure determination. He was tried of fighting his attraction for her, tired of pretending he didn't feel it in his stomach every time she smiled. For too long he had to hide his feelings and pushed himself away from her, all because of the changes Sombra left him with. But now, they were together once again. And tonight he was going to prove his love for her.

He kissed her softly on the cheek, before slowly moving his way down. He softly placed small kisses as he moved down from her neck to her torso. His lips closed over one of her nipples and he suckled gently. Then his tongue rasped across the firm peak and a soft moaned escaped Applejack's lips. His hooves were everywhere, kneading and stroking her sides, her flank, her thighs. Then he released and dove.

"Ah!"

Applejack's back arched as she felt him part her with hooves, as she felt his tongue burrowing inside her. She stared blindly toward the ceiling while his tongue stroked and teased and licked and stabbed, while his hooves restlessly kneaded her thighs. She wrapped her legs around his head and seized a hooful of his mare, fairly grinding muzzle into her. The sensations from his lips and tongue, coupled with the fuzzy feeling of the alcohol, were putting her into ecstatic overdrive.

Then she felt his tongue brush her sensitive spot, felt him suck gently, drinking from the very center of her, and she was spun away into orgasm. Spun? No, was shoved, thrust into orgasm, and she forced herself to scream silently. Least she wake up Granny Smith.

"Oh g-golly!"

He reached up, found her waist, and pulled himself up to face her. Kissing her every inch of the way until his mouth was covering her again.

She's so beautiful she feels so good ah I can't I can't hold back I have to have her have to be inside her oh Applejack my darling my own oh oh oh...

Applejack froze. She was hearing thoughts, but they weren't mine. And it wasn't like he was taking over her brain, it was more like her was.... Eavesdropping. Since when could she read his mind? Anyone's mind? Could he hear her?

Mark? Can ya hear me? Can ya hear my thoughts right now?

Nothing. He kept kissing her and was now sucking her lower lip into his mouth. She reached for him, found his eager member, and rubbed it gently.

Now I have to take her touch her now have her now oh please don't let me hurt her don't let me ruin this moment oh Applejack my sweet country girl I'd die for you....

He pressing forward, feeling her lips part with ease as he slowly impaled himself into her, a long grown coming from her mouth. Her soft coat rubs against his belly as he thrust into her, hilting himself before pulling out to the tip and slamming home again.

"Ahh... Don't... Don't stop!"

Ah sweetheart as if I could....

With each thrust Applejack voices her pleasure to him, her hips grinding against him and sending him head long into cloud nine. Mark couldn't help but feel forceful and powerful, finally claiming the mare beneath him as his by more than just words, but conquest. Instinct took over as he snorted and reared back, speeding up his pace as her wet walls milked his member. Her marehood winked around him, her powerful muscles gripping and pulling him back in as she pants and grunts. Feeling her clit rub and bump against his shaft caused Applejack to squeal with every contraction, as she no longer cared how loud they were being anymore.

No oh no don't don't hurt her I'll hurt her ah ah AH AH Applejack YOU FEEL SO GOOD....

She locked legs behind his back, dug her hooves into his shoulder and shoved back at him. His mouth found hers again and he kissed her so hard it felt like he almost bit her lower lip.

Can't stop can't stop can't can't Applejack oh my sweet Applejack you make me feel so alive you feel like the best thing to ever happen to me ah AH AH

Mark grind against her, throwing his head back as his stallion instincts had complete control of his mind now. Applejack winnied with pleasure, as another orgasm was building inside her. A gentle gush of warm juices dripping down onto the bed from her previous one, as her marehood winked greedily around him. To anypony who walked into the bedroom it would have looked like they was battling ontop of the bed, surging and thrusting and writhing against each other.

MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE

Applejack rocked as he slammed into her hard and fast, leaning in and fucking her with single minded intentsity. He was nearing his orgasm, and couldn't hold out anymore. She was fairing no better, as her sex fogged mind could no longer stop the tide of ecstasy about to wash over her. The buzz of being drunk, hearing him in her head, and the ferocity of him humping her finally pushed her over the edge. Applejack moaned with pleasure, biting her lower lip as she climaxed again and simply slumped on the bed, spent.

APPLEJACK! APPLEJACK! APPLEJACK!

She felt him shudder as he found his own release. Every part of his body tingled with pleasure as spurt after spurt of hot gooey cum poured into her. His horn flared up for a moment, as small bursts of magic exploded in the air above them. Looking like small little fireworks. He held her close to his chest, planting small kisses on her lips, and then he was relaxing and slowly slipping out of her. He felt smaller and softer to her, but still formidable.

Collapsing together onto the bed, both of then panted with exhaustion, but were satisfied beyond belief. Applejack couldn't hear Mark inside her head anymore, which made her a little sad. She might ask him about it later, but right now she was too tired to care about it.

Rolling over to face him, Applejack smiled. "Ya sure know how to please a mare! Tarnation..."

"I try, my lady." He simply replied.

He leaned in and gave her another soft kiss, and she kissed him back as they held each other. They stayed like that for a long time, as they slowly began to fall asleep.

I'm so glad I came to this party.

BOOM

A thunderous noise tore Mark from sleep.

Light flared on his face as he struggled to regain awareness, like somepony had fashed his eyes with a flashlight. He opened his eyes and saw a jagged hole blasted through the door. Six shadowy figures rushed through the bedroom entrance, who's solid eyes glowed green in the darkness. As they approached the couple caught off guard on the bed, Applejack quickly noticed what they were.

"Changelings!" She screamed.

Their horns began to glow in union, pointing them at the couple threatening. "Up," the changelings ordered. Mark cautiously got to his feet, Applejack following after. His heart felt like it was about to explode in his chest. "Tie his hooves and bring him." One of them ordered the others.

As a changeling approached Mark, Applejack screamed and jumped on the insect-like ponies, biting and kicking furiously. Her hooves landed into their faces, drawing streams of blood on the cursing changelings. One of them charged their horn, firing a shoot of magic straight at her. Applejack yelled in pain before falling to the floor, unconscious.

Mark's eyes narrowed in anger as he charged up his horn, then planted his hooves, firing wild shoots across the room and roaring like a bear. The changelings threw themselves at him in an attempt to subdue him through sheer numbers, but to no avail. Applejack was in danger, and right now he was invincible. Chitin cracks beneath his blasts, as he continued to fire mercilessly. Three of them were wounded, and two of them fell and didn't move again.

The loud noise of there battle had roused the household, Mark dimly heard Big Mac and two mares shouting in the hall. The changelings hissed to one another, then used their magic to lift the unconscious Applejack off the floor, before they fled the room.

"Applejack!" Mark roared.

Summoning his energy, Mark bowled past the changeling corpses in the room to chase after the fleeing monsters. He stumbled into the hall and saw the changelings, just as they were beginning to descend below the open hallway window. Before the last one could slip out, Mark rushed it, catching it with both hooves. Using it's wings, the changeling spun around, grabbing both of Mark's arms in midair and hissed with delight, as it hovered outside window while Mark leaned from the inside.

"Yesss! You are the one we want!"

Mark tired to twist free, but the changeling did not budge. Freeing a hoof, Mark whaled the creature's head and shoulders, which thanks to his chitin, felt as hard as iron. Desperate and enraged, the changeling hissed into Mark's face, exposing his fangs only inches from his face.

Mark yelled and jammed his hooves against the sides of the window frame, struggling to free himself from the monstrosity, but the changeling inexorably drew him out of the house. He could see Applejack on the ground with the other changelings, still floating in their magic aura unconscious.

Just as Mark's knees buckled, Big Mac appeared by his side and wrapped an arm around his chest, locking him in place. "Somepony get me some rope!" shouted the red stallion. He snarled, veins bulging on his neck from the strain of holding Mark. "It'll take more than this varment ta best us!"

The changeling gave a final yank, then, when it failed to dislodge Mark, cocked its head and said, "You are oursss!" It lunged forward with blinding speed, and Mark howled as he felt the changeling's fangs close on his right wither, blood dripping from the fresh wound. His arms released his hold at the same time. With a malicious crackle, the changeling released him and buzzed down to join his brothers. They then took off into the night.

Big Mac and Mark sprawled against each other in the hallway. "They have Applejack," Mark groaned. His vision flickered and went black around the edges as he pushed himself upright on his left arm, his right one hung uselessly from the pain. Granny Smith and Fluttershy emerged from another room, their faces feeled with fear and concern. Mark shook his head to clear his vision, before staggering down the hall, only to finding his way blocked by Fluttershy.

She looked at him with wide eyes, then gently took her hooves and pushed him into a sitting position. "You have to get that wound looked at."

"But...."

"You'll pass out if this bleeding isn't stopped."

He looked down at his right side, it was drenched in crimson. "We have to rescue Applejack before..." he clenched his teeth as the pain surge, "before they do anything to her."

"He's right, we can't wait," Big Mac said, looming over them. "Patch 'em up as best ya can, then we'll go." Fluttershy pursed her lips and hurried to the bathroom's cabinets. She returned with the first aid kit, which she carefully wrapped bandages tightly around Mark's bitten wither. Meanwhile, Big Mac took the time to clean out Applejack's room, dragging the changelings corpses and flinging them through the hallway window. Granny Smith contented herself with just watching over tending to Mark's wound.

Once they was done, Granny Smith put a hoof on Mark's chest, and said, "Ya'll be careful."

"We'll be fine, Granny." Big Mac promised. She forced a smile as he gave him a quick hug.

Big Mac turned his head to look at Mark, who looked back at him with determination in his eyes. They both shared a quick nod, before they headed down the stairs. As they left the house and began running into the night, heading down the apple fields after the changelings.

Granny Smith and Fluttershy watched from the front porch, worry and concern on their muzzles.

Author's Note:

To anyone that didn't like the sex scene, I'm sorry, but I wanted to describe the growing relationship between Mark and Applejack. Hope you enjoy the chapter, cause I can't wait to start writing the next chapter. Disturbed fans will like the name of the chapter.

I sure hope this story gets picked up by a group soon, so others can read it as well. But then, who would go to? Human fics, Changeling fics, or maybe just poorly done fics. I wouldn't be surprised. Sorry about that rant.