• Published 1st Oct 2021
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"Sheriffs Don't Do That" - overlord-flinx



In a relationship you will always arrive at disagreements and compromises. However, some things should NOT be nonnegotiable. Like reciprocating.

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Sheriff's Don't Do That

Change is often the nature most tied to time. Good things come, good things go. Lessons are learned, history is forgotten. With the passage of time comes forgetting and remembering; rebuilding what once was, but also reinventing what will be. Breaking down and build up divides over a million and one reasons that seem just so obvious in hindsight.

That would be a fair summation of Equestria--pony--history. A history built upon forgotten lessons giving way to distrust, and now that of unlikely friends banding together to bridge that forsaken history. If not for the often blindly optimistic endeavors of one Sunny Starscout, Equestria would have remained as it once had been suns and moons ago: three tribes with their backs to one another, chilled to the bone from the drawing cold.

Now, the future is set bright once more for open exchanging of knowledge, hopes, dreams, cellular technology that a race of flying ponies figured out before the ponies who live on the plains could; so much more. But, perhaps most important of all, the universal exchange that had been lost for many cycles: love.

A love between sky and spell, between horn and hoof; a love that transcends the lines of race and opens the way for a myriad of futures. One such love that blossomed before magic even returned to the realm of Equestria that day. The torrid affair between hoof and wing, earth and sky; of law and lord. Indeed, while Sunny and her faithful companions sought out to thin the divide between their three homes, the fires of passion had already linked two along that faithful path.

The earth pony sheriff and the pegasi princess... The other princess. The one with the phone.

It was difficult for some to reconcile with the news once the dust had settled. Some said it was madness, some said it was forbidden, two asked how they managed to do that when the five of them were traveling in a tight formation from Zephyr Heights up to their climactic confrontation at the lighthouse which hadn't been more than two nights. But love would always find a way, and it had.


The metropolitan glamour of Zephyr Heights was something to behold even to the long standing residents; but for that evening, not even the billboard sized screens reporting on world shattering news could hold one couple's attention. The cityscape sunk lower and lower from the station of the royal lift as it made its ascent, ferrying with it the two entangled lovers. On occasion before Pegasi were gifted their flight back, one could look to the gilded lift and get a glimpse of the royal family traveling low to grace their subjects with their presence. Now all they saw were clouded over walls and the occasional flash of fur matting against the glass casing. Yet, with pegasi newly allowed to fly, so many more steered their flightpaths clear of the site in heated embarrassment, afraid they might catch the matted flash of pink pressing against the glass.

From entry to exit, though none were privy to the display besides the two, the throes of passion were palpable. Guards stationed at head and foot of the private elevator stood at awkward attention as the two clung to one another on and off; none wanting to say or even look. Could they be thrown into some sort of prison for seeing a princess locking muzzles with anypony? Granted, the holding cells were not all too horrible... But if she was running her hooves through the knotted mane of an Earth pony, could they be thrown into Earth pony jail? The idea--and the labored groans of their princess as her neck was toyed with--gave the guards pause. Pause enough to let the princess and sheriff abscond to her royal abode; toppling this and that along the way.

Pipp was forced to take a few back-hoof swipes at her bedroom door as she refused to break her heated muzzle contact with Hitch before it finally relented and allowed them in. At once the two fell into the dim of the princess' room, Hitch keeping at least his senses to buck the door shut behind him. Amidst their dance of lust and exploration into the unknown Pipp took lead as she tugged the stallion over to her bed. For the first time since they crossed the threshold of the lift the two took pause from their entanglement, if only for Pipp to saunter her form up and across the plush of her bed, eyes still ablaze with the same lust she held when they first connected.

Manes tossed from careless hooves exploring to-and-fro, furs matted from thrusts against every given surface they could, they both looked a mess; but both looked beyond intoxicating to the other. Still, Pipp was happy that for once she had her stream set to 'off'. Oh what would the Pippsqueaks say? Oh what would they say...

As she and Hitch held breathless eye contact with the other, Pipp felt a growing heat at the peeks of her cheeks for the first time. Even though she couldn't see her own mane, she took a few desperate swats at it to try and look a bit more regal for her paramour, taking a little time to at least turn her gilded circlet about atop her head.

"Feathers, I must look like a total mess," Pipp mewled out with a noticeable puff to her cheeks, "This is our first time and I'm not even---"

"Pipp, you look... Amazing," Hitch hurried to cut her off.

That burning across Pipp's cheeks only tingled all the more seeing her dashing sheriff framed in the dark of her room. A labored huff escaped her as she stretched herself low across the comforter of her bed, hindlegs curling up in presentation to Hitch. There she was, a princess exposed it the most compromising and wanting manner; her every core quivered as the cool air kissed over her. There were a million mares and stallions that would have clambered to see this sight; many of which Pippsqueaks that had hoped for some malfunction at one of her performances or slip ups while she was livestreaming. But alas for them, it was far too intimate... And something only for moments like this.

"Alright... I'm ready..." She submitted herself entirely to her partner.

"...For?"

"Cute... For you to... service me," Pipp chuckled.

"Oh! Well..." Hitch held for a moment, "I can't."

A still fell within the room and the cool breeze dancing across Pipp's petals seemed to fade in an instant. "I'm sorry?" Pipp arched her head up to stare down the stallion.

"Yeah. Sheriffs don't do that. I took an oath." The pure 'matter-of-factness' he said it could have sucked all the heat from the room.

At once, Pipp shot up and clapped her hooves together to usher in the lights of her chamber to turn on unlike her. Her eyes scanned over the stallion with pure incredulity. "Sheriffs don't--? You took an--?" Pipp looked all about the room and back to Hitch as if to find some sense as it wasn't being found with him. "I sucked your dick! In an elevator!"

"Yeah..." Hitch nodded dreamily back to moments before, though tried to ignore the part of them kissing after or questioning anything about it, "But, yeah, sheriffs don't do that. It's an Earth Pony thing."

"Un-flippin'-believable," Pipp grumbled as she closed her 'gates' and slipped off her bed.

With not a word more, the princess stomped her way around the sheriff and scooped her spare phone from the counter leaving her room, already feverishly typing a series of messages out as she slammed her bedroom door behind her. Hitch for his part flinched at the sudden burst of anger and watched Pipp storm off, only tilting his head confused at the whole affair.

"Dude," his attention was snapped towards the large window looking out over the cityscape to see Zipp floating there with hooves crossed over her chest, "seriously?"

Comments ( 12 )

Meh, pretty decent fic. Also, the cover art is now in my collection of Pipp pictures.

'Preciate that.

10998522
I call it “the look of bewilderment”.

While interesting and was funny I felt like you could've built this better, the way it was built was out of love and passion a sort of pure essence of it, and in a way you did convey that. But it felt more like it was a throwaway with the sudden clarification she sucked his dick

Overall I guess maybe I lost the whole message but from the built up it seemed like an actual fluff story.

Also I really liked the concept and maybe turn on the rating? I feel like people will definitely gravitate to this story.

There is very little gen 5 stories as is so could be a good point for you.

10998530
Ratings are on. You can’t see them until ratings reach a certain threshold. That applies to all stories.

And I see your point. Maybe I’ll do an alternate cut focusing more on the actual relation some time.

On the one hand, the beautifully elegant opening builds fantastically to the blunt and pretty hilarious punchline.

On the other, you kinda spoiled the punchline before I clicked on the story.

You should make this a small series with each of the group talking to each of them about it. Then Hitch has to figure out if this “oath” is worth losing her.

10999390
Now there’s an idea…

Now we need one where she's sucking his dick.

Good story, punchline was very worth reading.

It was difficult for some to reconcile with the news once the dust had settled. Some said it was madness, some said it was forbidden, two asked how they managed to do that when the five of them were traveling in a tight formation from Zephyr Heights up to their climactic confrontation at the lighthouse which hadn't been more than two nights. But love would always find a way, and it had.

I like to think that Izzy didn't question it, since she pretended to be asleep so she could listen to Hitch clap Pipp's cheeks.
That, or the sounds of rhythmic hip claps helped her fall asleep in the wilds.

"Dude," his attention was snapped towards the large window looking out over the cityscape to see Zipp floating there with hooves crossed over her chest, "seriously?"

Was Zipp really about to watch her sister get eaten out (or fucked)?!
From so close that she could hear them through the outside window?!?!

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