> The Start of Something New: Private Moments
>  by Rhino
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> Chapter 1: Conception
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It is early December, and everything is white with snow. In a large house outside of Ponyville, a certain unusual couple rest in their bed, holding each other tenderly. The smaller of the two, a navy changeling, slowly blinks open her eyes. She yawns softly and looks at the calendar next to their closet door with bleary eyes. Though it takes her a moment due to the distance, she sees the date and quickly wakes herself up. She giggles excitedly, sneaking out of bed and putting a body pillow in her place. She pauses a moment, checking to see if this works. 

Her stallion's forelegs tighten around the pillow, his head nuzzling it as he does so. Almost like an afterthought, his horn barely lights ups as it pulls the sheets up a little more over them. 

The nymph has to cover her mouth to keep from laughing at this last part. She carefully sneaks over to the closet and slides the door open, stepping inside and pulling out a small trunk. She opens this, in turn, smiling at the vials of pink fluid inside it. She takes one and quickly gulps it down, sighing in relief. 

After all of this, she glances around at the costumes on the racks before shaking her head. "...no. I want this to be special. No personas." She glances at a pair of sky-blue panties and matching socks, blushing softly. "...but that doesn't mean I can't accessorize..." She smiles softly as she pulls the undergarments on, adding a ribbon to the base of her tail and her favorite pair of rimless glasses. She looks at the mirror in the back of the closet, smiling satisfactorily. "Perfect." 

She strides out of the room, silently shutting the door as she approaches the bed. She pulls the pillow away from him, setting it down on the floor by the edge of the bed. 

He immediately grunts and frowns in his sleep. One of his forelegs reflexively reaches out to draw what he thinks is her back towards him. He seems to slowly start to wake up the longer he fails to find her. 

She can only smile at this, shaking her head and putting her cloth-covered hoof on top of his. "Wake up, Rhino. Today's the big day." 

His eyes slowly open as he lets out a long yawn. He focuses on her and smiles warmly. "Now what day gets you to dress so sexily?" 

She giggles, leaning over and kissing him softly. "The day our family begins to grow." She winks at him before backing away and sitting down, placing a bottle of bright blue liquid in front of him on the bed. 

The dots connect in his head and his eyes go wide. "Oh..." He looks to the bottle. "That's the 'extra surprise' you got from Zecora, right? Do I get to know what it is now?" 

She nods, pushing her glasses up in an attempt to hide her embarrassment. "I-it's to keep you hydrated and energized. I-I didn't want you to be harmed by all of this..." She grimaces, averting her gaze. "...a-and I think you should be on top...to prevent what happened during my last heat..." 

He smiles as he leans forward and kisses her neck. "Well, you do seem to be in better control this time, but I can respect that. Although, I would like to remind you that I have shown I can be on bottom and in control." 

She blushes vibrantly, nodding shyly. "...t-that you have...i-if I may, though, I would like to ask if we could..." Her voice trails off, her nerves getting to her. 

He smirks as he folds his forelegs and rests his head on them. His voice is teasing. "The sooner you spit it out, the sooner we can begin~." 

She gulps and, mustering up her courage, shouts it to him, her eyes shut tightly. "P-please use every room of the house!" 

His eyebrows shoot up, but his voice is calm. "Wow... ok, so that's why you got the potion..." 

She nods, poking the potion in question. "...i-if you don't want to, that's fine...I-I just thought it'd be...memorable..." 

He smoothly pops the cork on the bottle and downs it in a few gulps before smiling at her. "Now why would I turn down the chance to be able to spend more time satisfying my wife? I do have a question though, do we still do foreplay, or is this one of those times when the itch is bad enough you want to skip to the main event?" 

She blushes a bit more, squirming in place as she sits on the wood floor. "...I-I don't know...m-maybe just for the first time?" She bites her lip, glancing down at her hooves. "...w-we might want to...c-clean up the floor, later..." 

He opens his mouth to respond, but closes it as the smell coming from her heat finally registers. The potency of just that one whiff says all he needs to know about how ready she is. "I see... Well... did you have a room you wanted to start in?" 

She stays silent for a moment, deep in thought before looking up at him. "T-the basement?" 

He thinks he knows where she's going with this. "Work our way up back to here?" 

She nods, smiling softly. "T-that was the plan, yes." 

"Well alright then." He slides out of the bed and walks over to her, whispering into her ear as he passes. "Let's go get started then." He flicks her panty-clad flank with his tail as he walks past her. 

She squeaks at this, turning to look at him walk away a moment before jumping up and heading after him, excited in more ways than one. 

They quickly end up in the basement, one that Rhino made sure was well-lit and not creepy in any way when it was being constructed. Don't want foals getting nightmares if he could help it after all. He turns to Gel as they get to the bottom of the stairs. "So... how do you want to start?" 

She glances around, noticing, aside from the desk with some papers scattered atop it, a couch with a blanket on it to one side of the room. She looks at him and gestures to it, confused. "May I ask what that's for?" 

He smiles, his eyes trying to travel up and down her body but being reigned in. "I picked it up for you to sit on since you like to watch me work down here sometimes." 

She blushes once more, moving over and running a hoof along the surprisingly soft blanket on the furniture. "And this?" 

He scuffs a hoof across the floor. "Well, I'm usually not gonna be sitting near you, so I thought maybe you'd appreciate something else fluffy to keep you company." 

She nods, a playful smile crossing her lips. "I see. Does that include now?" She giggles, looking at him over her shoulder and shaking her flanks at him. She saunters over to the desk, looking over the notes on it. "...do these have a specific order?" 

He shrugs. "Not particularly. If anything they need to be organized." 

As he finishes his sentence, she grabs all of the papers and neatly organizes them alphabetically and sets them on a filing cabinet nearby. "Good. I'm hoping we can use this, today." She runs her hoof over the smooth surface of the table, her mind wandering to a particularly sensual area as she spaces out. 

Her slowly swaying tail catches his attention as he starts walking towards her. "Please, go on. Let's hear this idea of yours..." 

She blushes a little more. "W-well, I'd bend over like this..." She leans across the desk so that her hindlegs were barely off the ground. "...and you would do whatever came to mind..." She moves to get back off the surface. 

Her stallion who had crept up on her quietly, whispers into her ear from right next to her before she's more than halfway off. "Well then.. why are you getting up?" 

She squeaks, stiffening at the feel of his breath on her ear. She trembles softly, turning to look at him over her shoulder. "...I-I guess I could stay on here...a while longer..." She shyly smiles at him before facing forward, resting her head on her cloth-covered forelegs. 

He puts his head under her and lifts her back up to where she's as far onto the desk as she was before, with her legs dangling just above the ground. he makes note of the well-soaked fabric around her nethers as he slowly rears up and leans over her, nipping an ear lightly before speaking into it. "You did say minimal foreplay for this first round right?" He nibbles her neck just before she begins her response. 

"Y-ahh..." Her words turn into a moan from the action, and her rump pushes back against his hips. "Y-yes, I did...b-but I also said...you could do whatever came to mind..." She looks back at him, her cheeks bright blue. "...teasing or foreplay, included..." 

He looks coyly at her as he shifts his hips against hers. "Hmm... to satisfy that ache of yours for the time being... or to drive you crazy and get full use out of this room before we move onto others... so hard to choose..." 

She coos softly, feeling him pressing against her. "...either one is fine with me...you'll be able to last all day with that potion, regardless..." 

"Good thing we didn't have anything else planned then." He shifts so that his shaft starts rubbing it's tip up and down the soaked fabric. He presses gently against her as he leans forward and peppers her neck with kisses. 

The stimulation causes her to moan sweetly, trying to push back against him. "...you really are a natural, aren't you?" 

"I just pay attention to what you like." He moves his pride so that it lays over her back. "Now, just to let you know, I'm going to leave all of your clothes on you so I can have the enjoyment of taking them off later. For now though..." he moves downward so the the tip of his shaft pulls down the waistband of her panties as he leans next to her ear and whispers sensually, "are you ready to make a baby?" 

She whimpers in need, her tail wrapping around his waist and trying to pull him in. "Y-yes, please."

His flared tip soon feels the warm wetness that is the slightly swollen petals of her lower lips. He cranes his neck around to trap her mouth in a kiss as he pushes into her familiar tunnel.

She moans quietly into the kiss, feeling herself stretching slightly around his pride. You're as big as I remember...yet it always feels like the first time... She breaks away to pant softly, squealing slightly as his medial ring enters her, spreading her walls a bit more. She clamps down in response, practically drooling on the table. ...except s-stronger... 

He hilts into her as he responds Always a pleasure, love. He decides to do something slightly different from what they would normally do by slowly pulling out of her until only his tip remains, before suddenly pounding back into her so that their hips slap together.

She cries out in ecstasy and surprise at the action, her eyes rolling back in her head. "...s-so good...p-please, more..." She grinds her hips against his, taking the moment he's completely inside her to try and entice him into further action. 

He obliges by repeating the motion, always pulling out slowly before slamming into her with a little more force than the last thrust. Her tunnel grips him with warmth and welcomes him every time. 

Gel bites her lip, but that doesn't stop her from moaning in bliss from his thrusts. After a few cycles, she purposely clenches on his pride as he tries to slam into her, wanting to see what he'd do.

He groans in pleasure as her walls slow him down, but the feeling of her gripping him so tight only encourages him to push past it and back all the way inside her. He leans down and nips her ear to thank her for it.

She coos softly from the nip, smiling playfully to herself. When he pulls back out the next time, she makes sure to squeeze him on the way in. She repeats this pattern, relaxing and tensing with each and every thrust, knowing that he enjoys it.

He feels the pressure building in his loins as he enters her once again, but isn't particularly worried since he knows they have all day to go again and again. As he pants after hilting into her again, he thinks to her. I'm close, love... how are you doing?

B-barely holding back. She turns to look at him with a lidded gaze, a moan escaping her lips right at that moment. "P-please, don't hold back."

He leans down onto her, his body pressing hers against the desk as he suddenly pumps in and out of her rapidly and in quick succession. At the dozenth repetition, he grunts as he hilts into her and starts flooding her with his seed.

She cries out once more, driven over the edge. Her tunnel clamps down on him with a vice-like grip, trapping every ounce of the fluid inside of her. 

They stay like this for a full minute, him emptying into her anf she locking him in. He finally comes to his senses and asks her a question while they are joined. "Does it... feel any different when you're in heat?" 

She nods, panting softly. "...more...explosive..." She tries to unclench herself, her muscles slowly relaxing from around him. "...and...for you?"

He eases himself out as he answers. "Well... you are certainly warmer inside, I know that... and those pheromones you give off make great motivators..." 

She sighs softly, squeaking as he leaves her flower with a small 'pop'. "...t-that's good to know..." She slowly gets off the table and tries to stand, relieved that her legs still work. "...one room down..."

"Yep... and a whole house to go." He nuzzles her lovingly. "What room next? We've got a whole floor to choose from, and i get to take my time with this next one." 

She blushes brightly, slowly walking over to the stairs. She doesn't seem to notice the clear fluid trailing down her legs. "...w-well...I was thinking that you should decide..."

"Well..." Her dripping distracts him as he tries to think. "Are you alright, love? Are you still that aroused or is that just left over?" 

"Hmm?" She glances over her shoulder at him, then, following his gaze, stares at her flanks, blushing even more. "...um...a-a mix of both, to be honest..." She shyly smiles, her tail tucking itself between her legs in an attempt at modesty.

He only chuckles as he walks over to her and kisses her cheek. "Really, love? What's there to hide considering what we were doing less than a minute ago? Come on, I think the living room is a good second round."

She shyly nods and they ascend the stairs. "...y-you should probably pick the position, this time...b-but we should avoid the couch..."

"True, want to avoid awkward moments with future guests and mysterious stains." They reach the room in question. "Are you opposed to being on your back on the rug?" 

She taps her chin playfully, as if deep in thought. "...well, since it's you...I don't think I mind." She winks at him as she walks into the center of the room, laying down and rolling over on her back. She gives him a lidded gaze, her tail swishing behind her. "Like this?"

"Lovely..." He walks over to her, and since her head is the closest thing to him, decides to give her a passionate upside-down kiss as she wriggles on the floor. 

She coos softly, opening her lips and licking his longingly.

He obliges as his own snakes out to greet hers. As they kiss, his tongue curiously explores her fangs, their new position making a curious amount of difference from their normal passionate kisses.

She giggles at this, breaking the kiss to smile teasingly at him. "I never understood your fascination with my fangs..."

He gives her a peck at the base of her horn. "Frankly love, I'm not sure i will either. I just seem to love every single part of you."

She squirms a little at this, her forelegs folding up against her chest. "...w-well...I do, too..." She glances between his legs, biting her lip gently at the sight of his pride. "...I-I don't mind waiting to show you, though..."

"Well, considering what I planned, you probably won't have to wait too long." He smiles as he plants another kiss on her lips, then carefully steps to each side of her as he works his way down her neck and to her chest, hovering a moment on her rib plates.

She's already breathing heavily, the plates on her barrel shifting with each of them. She's clearly wondering what he has planned, her hindlegs pressing together as she tries to hide her sudden spike in arousal.

He starts downward again, more of his body passing over her as he reaches her soaked blue fabric. He uses his nose to push it down just enough to give him access to two matching mounds. He swirls his tongue around one before clamping his lips around the other and giving it a light suck.

She squeals, her back arching from the pleasure. "Ah! Y-yes!"

His eyes narrow as his pride twitches at her noise. "Oh? Do you like this?" He gives her other teat a longer and harder suck.

She moans sweetly, her eyes actually starting to cross from this. "Y-yes! I love it!" She bites her hoof, trying to keep herself in control. 

He decides to shock her with his next action. "Then what do you feel about... this?" His suddenly shoves his nose down a few more inches and gives a sucj to quite a different nub just above her petals.

She squeaks, her body tensing up as her panties get completely soaked by her juices. It takes her about half a minute to come down from the high, and she simply goes limp beneath him, panting silently. "...t-too much..."

"Hmm..." Excited from seeing and hearing her respond to his actions, he smirks as he speaks. "I wonder what would happen if I did it again... and maybe a bit more..." He pushes down her panties a bit more with a hoof so he can work before suddenly clamping his lips over the nub again as one hoof massages her teats while the other traces her folds. 

She cries out as she climaxes even harder, extremely sensitive after her first one. She squirms underneath him, her panting now heavy. "S-stop...w-without you inside me...it's unbearable...p-painful..."

He freezes in place at that last word. Slowly, he steps off her and turns around, laying next to her and nuzzling her, his face apologetic and his words subdued. "I'm sorry... I didn't know it would hurt you..."

Gel gently kisses him, her breathing slowly getting back under control. "I-it's fine...t-there was no way you could've known..." She caresses his cheek, giving him a small, warm smile. "...next time, just...don't give me two rapidly like that...okay?"

He remembers her exact words. "What if I'm, you know... in you, and I do other things that make you have some in quick succession?" 

She blinks, thinking about this a bit. "...I...I suppose that would be fine...honestly, I just...ached from emptiness, I think..." She averts her gaze, embarrassed. "...s-sorry I couldn't help much..."

He kisses her cheek. "It's fine, love. Go you want to wait for a bit until we try again in the next room?"

She gives him a coy smile, suddenly pulling him close and kissing him deeply. Who said we were done with this room? She sneaks a hoof down and teasingly strokes his half-hard pride. You still haven't used your little friend in here.

He shivers at her touch. But you said you were sore from clenching on emptiness...

"I did..." She giggles, pushing him so he rolls onto his back. "...but I do have another way to make you feel good..." She settles herself between his legs, bringing his flaccid staff to stand straight up with her hooves as she winks at him. "...care to guess what it is?"

He feigns thinking a moment. "Surprise me." 

She rolls her eyes and licks along his length, tenderly stroking his orbs at the same time. She smirks and clamps the sides of her sock-clad hooves around him, the notches and the cloth forming a unique psuedo-hole for him. As soon as she does this, she starts slowly rubbing along him, continuing to kiss and lick him all the while.

His pride twitches rhythmically as she works and his voice is relaxed as he leans back. "Well... that's a different feeling, good, but different..."

She giggles, kissing the tip of his flared head in appreciation before slowly taking him into her mouth, her hooves working together on him in perfect sync with his throbbing. 

He feels a shiver go up his spine as she take more of him in her mouth. His hips reflexively buck lightly, though he tries to keep the movement smooth so he doesn't hurt her. 

She smiles around him as she sinks even further, stopping at his medial ring. She moves her hooves up against her lips, looking up at him with a twinkle in her eye. Are you ready for this, love?

He shifts his weight a little, but nods, his eyes wide. 

She closes her eyes and moves off his shaft, her hooves moving at the same pace in the opposite direction.

He looks curiously at her, wondering what she is up to.

When his tip is almost free of her lips, and her hooves are right up against his hips, she immediately and swiftly reverses direction, her hooves and lips stopping a fraction of an inch away from the ring less than a second later. 

His eyes almost bug out of his head and she can feel the muscles in his hips tense all at once while he groans. 

She smiles at this, quickly moving to continue the pace she had set, keeping in perfect sync as she works. Her tongue flicks around him as she bobs her head, wanting to see how he'd fare. Remember, love, don't hold back your sounds. She pauses to playfully wink at him before continuing at a faster pace, giving a melodic moan as she works him. 

He groans again as she continues. "Cheeky..." His eyes roll back into his head every time she moans, the nymph taking full advantage of his weakness for her sounds. Between you a few minutes ago and this now... Another loud groan from him cuts off his thoughts as he leans up partially as his member twitches rapidly, but doesn't finish quite yet.

She giggles, her horn lighting up subtly. What was that, love? She pulls his tail with her magic as she moves just a little faster, wanting to have him lost in the throes of ecstasy. Just as an added measure, she gives another loud, lustful moan.

His hips are bucking almost continuously now as his eyes rolls back and don't come down. Any thoughts that form in his head are immediately just drowned out by pleasure and hormones. His forehooves grip the ground as he feels his release approaching.

Gel, eager for him to get release, spreads her magic down to his sac, fondling it tenderly and moving only her hooves, her mouth sealed around the tip of his pride just so she can swallow all that he is going to give her.

As she does all this, he hovers right on the brink until she lets out a single moan. His back arches as he releases, his body naturally trying to plunge itself as deep as it can into whatever hole it's in.

She lets him thrust all the way down her throat, even moving her hooves as to not impede him. Her eyes flutter closed as the warmth fills her and, when the spurts start to slow down, she pulls off him until his tip is just inside her mouth. She moans in delight, enjoying the taste of his seed in her mouth. ...somehow this just...tastes better, today...is it because of my heat? 

As his eyes roll back down so he can see, he pants out a response. "No clue... likely though... Phew... that was... intense..." He takes a minute to catch his breath before looking down at her with narrowed eyes and a wide grin as he growls. "Ready for the next room?"

She moves completely off him, smiling wolfishly at him. "Ready as I'll ever be."

Hours of passionate heat and potion fueled procreation later...

Rhino and Gel's lips are locked together as their tongues dance. Her hindlegs are completely wrapped around his waist as he thrusts into her, pinning her back against the wall of the study and suspending her in the air as he braces himself with his forelegs.

She breaks the kiss and cries out in ecstasy, resting her head on his shoulder. "Y-yes. H-harder! D-don't hold back! N-never hold back!" Her flower flutters around him, trying to get a grip on the quickly-moving shaft inside her.

His pride pumps in and out of the mare bouncing on it, a small layer of sweat coating both their bodies. Her words spurring him on, his braces his hindlegs and starts to rapidly thrust into her so much that her whole body just seems to be in a constant state of shuddering from the impacts. He hungrily takes her mouth back in his own, words no longer working for expressing his passion at this moment.

She kisses him back with just as much raw desire, her hooves trying to hold onto him in spite of how her chitin has become slippery. She finds it impossible to focus on anything other than him, anymore, and the indescribable sensations he's giving her. Her tunnel clenches on him with increasing persistence, revealing just how close she is to another peak. ...p-please...cum with me...

Of... course... His own climax close, he trades a little bit of speed for more power as his hips slap against hers and cause her to bounce as he impacts against her. He always meets her with another thrust as she comes down from the bounce, until finally he thrusts upwards into her as far as he can possibly go and holds her there as he spills into her, his mind blanked.

She squeals in utter bliss, her tongue lolling out of her mouth as the sensation of his warm seed filling her triggers her own climax. She trembles as she feels him pump slightly into her with each burst, looking down at herself in her lust-drunk haze. She giggles, rubbing her flat belly. "...wow...I look like Ditzy..." She shakes her head, trying to get her eyes to refocus. 

As her stallion comes down from his high, he shakes his head at what she said. "Your stomach isn't a different size, love... it just feels like it is..." He doesn't really expect her to answer just yet, seeing as she still looks blissed out. 

She tilts her head, looking up at him in confusion. "...really? But I look so big..." She pokes her stomach, frowning slightly. 

He just shakes his head as he starts to lower her to the ground. "No you aren't love, you're just coming down and you aren't quite all back yet. You look perfect." 

She smiles, leaning up to nuzzle him. "...thank you, Rhino...you're always so sweet..."

He just smiles as he unwinds her legs from around him and gently sets her on them on the floor. "I think it's a good thing this is the last room before the bedroom. We can always do that one another day, you seem to be a bit out of it..." 

As soon as he lets her go, her hindlegs collapse. Instead of panicking like she has done before, she giggles, holding her forehooves out to him. "Carry me?"

He chuckles again as he scoops her up onto his back. "Come on, let's get you to bed so you can rest."

She laughs like a filly, happily hugging him. "Okay!"

> Chapter 6: I Want One
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He chuckles, holding her close as he kisses her deeply. He rolls over so that he is on top of her, purposely straightening his hindlegs so their hips don't touch. 

Silk's wings spread halfway out underneath her while her forelegs fold on her chest. Her eyes look at him, half-lidded as she licks her lips. 

He stares down at her a moment before leaning down and kissing along her neck. "How far will we go, this time?" His hoof trails across her belly, gently caressing her. "Cuddling, mouth hugs, or that, uh..." He coughs lightly, attempting to ignore his awkwardness. "...that thing we tried last Hearth's Warming?"

"Well, first off, neither of us is getting drunk this time~! Her voice goes higher pitched at the end of her sentence as he does a quick motion around her lower stomach. "As for how far..." she wraps her hooves around his neck and brings him right in front of her face. "I believe I did say something I wanted earlier..." 

He freezes, his hoof mere inches from her mounds. He quickly recovers, moving around her hip. "...how can we do that, though? You aren't in heat." He brings his other foreleg down, playfully squeezing her flanks. "It's upsetting, but I do want to give you that foal." 

"Hun, please." She holds a hoof to his mouth. "We're both darn well aware I'm not in heat, which is fine. However, that doesn't mean you get to skip out..." she leans up and whispers into his ear, one hoof keeping his on her flanks, "on practice..." 

He blushes brightly and smiles deviously down at her. "Careful. I'm trying to treat you as you deserve." He leans down, eyes narrowed playfully as he touches noses with her. "And what you deserve can change..." He chuckles, shaking his head. "Who knows? I may want to practice shapeshifting at the same time." 

She narrows her eyes right back at him. "Now now, it wouldn't be nearly as much fun being married to a changeling if I wasn't up for a little experimenting with his body and mine..." She sticks out her tongue and licks the outside of his lips. 

This causes him to start, eyes wide in surprise. "Really? I mean, I could literally change into anything." He nods downwards, fighting to keep his blush in check. "Anything." 

"I know that, but as long as you always can go back to yourself, I don't see a reason not to have fun-" She stops as her eyes widen. "Honey... are you... nervous?" 

He laughs a bit, rubbing the back of his neck. "Who, me? Well, I..." He falters, grimacing slightly. "...am. Yes." 

She raises a delicate eyebrow. "Performance anxiety?" 

"No, that's not it." He sighs, sitting up and looking at the stiff rod between his legs. "...I've been ready a while, now...I'm having trouble getting into the mindset..."

"Well... part of you seems to be in the mood..." She smiles as he eyes rest on his pride. His golden rod always manages to impress her, not with it's width, but with it's length, something she is more than willing to appreciate. She redirects her eyes to his other head though, in light of the circumstances. "Anything I can do to help, dear?" 

"I honestly don't know." He groans, rubbing the side of his head. "I shouldn't be nervous. I've done this plenty of times..." He blinks, staring off into the distance. "...that might be the problem, right there." 

Silk pushes him back a little so she can sit up. "Come on, hun, tell me what's bothering you." 

He takes a deep breath, steeling himself for what he's about to say. "I've been 'intimate' with a number of ponies. It was a part of my job." He looks into her eyes, frowning slightly. "Those were nothing to me, though." He takes her hoof in his, gently kissing it. "You matter to me. It's why I took so long to admit my feelings for you...and if I hadn't gotten drunk at Gel and Doc's wedding, I would've likely taken longer to propose." 

Her face flushed, she smiles at him. "Considering I said yes, I'm glad you didn't wait." She takes his hoof in both her own as she leans on him. "Hun, I don't care that you have experience, the same way you don't care that I have some too. What matter now, is just us. You and I, our true selves bonded through matrimony, now, just bonding a more physical way." Unable to contain herself, she giggles, giving his neck a lick. "And I look forward to more bonding as time goes on." 

He relaxes slightly, chuckling softly. "...you're right. I guess I'm just a little too focused on proving you aren't another one night stand." He shakes his head, slowly standing up. "Would you prefer to take this to the bedroom?"

She slides off as well. "As kinky as the couch sounds, yes, I would like to start in familiar surroundings." She walks in front of him swaying her hips and tail to tease him with glances of what awaits him. "Come chase your prize~." Off she goes towards the bedroom at a swift walk. 

Flick smirks, following her closely and biting her tail. He tugs briefly on it before lifting her in his magic. "Caught you. Now, what to do?" He places her on his back and carries her into the bedroom. "Maybe I should take care of my princess's needs first. I'm sure she'd appreciate that." 

Silk smirks devilishly as she leans down. "An what if what the princess needs... is her prince?" As they near the bed, she suddenly bites the area just around one of Flick's wing bases. 

He yelps, rearing up in shock. He turns to her, blushing brightly. "Careful! You know my wings are sensitive..." He picks her up and puts her on the cloud mattress. He clears his throat before bowing down to her. "M'lady, what would you like me to do?" 

"Hmm..." She looks him over, licking her lips again before laying prone on her stomach. "Why don't we do a little dexterity test and see how well you can help me with my back." Her wings flutter for emphasis before laying down and creating a golden feathery- down to the cloud mattress while giving him access to the entirety of her back. She pouts at him. "It's just a bit sore from all that flying... I'd very much appreciate if you could give me some... relief." 

He eyes her back for a few seconds, moving forward and running a hoof down her spine. "Would you prefer a more dexterous form for this task? Perhaps a paw, or dragon claws?" He brings a towel over and drapes it across her haunches. "Or would hooves be sufficient for this task?" 

"Whatever you feel is best, dear... mix it up however you want." She turns her head and smirks at him. "Drive me crazy."

He taps his chin before nodding. "I see. I think I know what I want to try." He closes his eyes and grits his teeth, feeling his body shift into a more bipedal stance. His form is briefly enveloped in golden flames. A paw emerges from the dispersing fire, tracing along her wings with a padded digit. "Now don't freak out, Silk. I just remembered you were a cat pony, and...well, adjusted accordingly." He laughs nervously, placing his other paw on her hip as he moves right up against her rump. 

Feeling the sudden heavier weight covered in fur, Silk closes her eyes. "I think I'll just keep my eyes closed and enjoy the experience. No need to see you and have some silly instinct interrupt our time together. Hmm... now there's an idea... maybe I should knit some blindfolds..." 

"Sounds like an idea to use later." He smiles, a small purr escaping him as he begins to bear down on her back. He moves from her neck to her wings, pausing briefly at a knot to work it out. He moves to continue his journey only to discover another one less than an inch away. "You carry your trays on your back quite a bit, don't you? Don't they ever get too heavy?" 

"Mmm..." She lets out a small moan as he works on her back. "Not usually... maybe a get a little impatient and make one trip instead of three though..." 

"That explains those, then." He chuckles, running a digit around both of her wing's bases at the same time. "I'm happy to take care of them, of course." He leans down and gently licks her, his slightly rough tongue brushing along the nape of her neck. He embraces her tenderly, his paws moving under her body. One of his paws moves to her chest and gently rubs her there as the other goes south, a pad circling playfully around a teat. "Anything to help you feel nice."

He gets up after the brief tease and starts working on her lower back, purposely grinding his hips against her rump, his stiff rod resting between her flanks. 

With her forelegs folded under her chin, Silk groans from all the different sensations. "Well... aren't you getting touchy... I like it." Her purple tail swishes back and forth as she feels him grinding on her through the towel, her own sex well heated. "Mmm... don't you dare stop until you've gotten all of my back..." 

He grins slyly, rubbing along her waist. "Wouldn't dream of it." He then decides to move each digit independently, effectively tickling her as he continues to rub up against her. Throughout it all, he continues talking nonchalantly. "Though all that's left is your flanks and tail. Hard to decide which to massage first."

Her wings rustle as she shivers from his touch. "I'm sure you'll figure something out..." 

After a moment, he puts a paw on her flank, the other grabbing her tail. He squeezes and rubs along her cutie mark, simultaneously tugging her tail and bucking his hips against her. "I can definitely see the upsides to this form. Sadly, I believe the princess won't like her valiant knight to be in such a state for too long." He leans down and whispers into her ear. "Pity." He nips the tip of it, both paws now sensually massaging her flanks. 

Silk bites her lip at the pleasurable assault, doing her best to stay still as the heat in her nethers grows hotter. Her wings a fully stiff now, she could barely move them if she wanted to, not that she wants to focus on anything but his touch. A soft cry escapes her lips as she feel the raw power in the muscles behind the paws on her flanks. 

Right at that moment he pulls away, stretching slightly. "So, how did you enjoy it? Was it pleasureable enough for you?" He walks over to her side, resting his head on his crossed forelegs. 

Keeping her voice steady, she responds with her eyes still shut. "Well done... but this princess would like to have a word with her changeling prince..." 

He chuckles, glancing at his paw. "Fair enough." A quick burst of gold fire later, the changeling is back to normal. He playfully taps her forehead, smirking all the while. "Wake up, princess. I hear you wanted me?" 

Her eyes open, locking onto him instantly. She beckons him forward with a hoof. "Indeed... I have a special request for my prince..." 

He leans closer, actually growing curious. "You have my undivided attention." 

Her lips move right next to his ear and whisper their message. "Make love to me." Suddenly her forelegs launch forward, wrapping around his barrel as her lips smash into his own. In a surprising feat of strength, she rolls over backwards, draggin him along with her so that she end up with her head on the pillows and him on top of her before he even knew what happened. Her hindlegs wrap themselves around his hips as she still hungrily attacks him with her lips. 

He goes limp for a moment to prevent any injury to his body, but more so because he was stunned by her actions. When he gets his bearings, he happily kisses her back. He does break the kiss to smile at her. "I know it's a silly thought, but I have to be able to move to make love." He proves his point by wiggling his forelegs, which are currently pinned between them. 

She narrows her eyes at him. "Fine..." All four of her legs release him, though she leans up and licks his neck as they part. "Have at me, big boy." 

He pulls away, touching a hoof to her glistening flower. "Your body is certainly ready." Before she has a chance to respond, he lines himself up, pressing the tip into her for a second to tease her. "But are you, princess?" 

She nods, eyeing his length and hoping she has the capacity for it. However, she soon has her eyes focused back on his, nodding again as she grips the side of the bed with her forehooves. 

He pulls her into a kiss, embracing her tenderly. He slowly pushes forward with his hips, almost as if he's afraid to cause her any pain. He grunts quietly, the tightness around his pride making it hard for him to keep himself from losing control. 

Internally, Silk is relieved that she doesn't have to worry about being split open. Externally though... she melts into his gentle touches, embracing the bliss of them becoming one. Her lower lips take in more and more of his pride, twitching almost constantly. 

Flick deepens their kiss further, his tongue gently licking at her lips. One foreleg lets go of her, snaking around her front and between them, trailing down to her teats. He gently rubs one of the perky mounds as his other presses against the base of her wing. He continues to push deeper all the while, actually having to slow down after a split second of unrestrained passion. 

She opens her mouth, gasping as he works her over. The slowness with which he enters her only drives her wild, feeling like there isn't an end to how much of himself he's inserting into her. Her whole body clenches as he works her teats, her hindhooves wiggling while her forehooves contract around him, squeezing his chest against hers. She gasps out as she takes a breath. "Oh yes... it's been so long... and you definitely know what you're doing..." 

He smirks, nuzzling her cheek. "Glad to...hear that..." He grits his teeth, pausing the motions of his hips. He glances down, frowning slightly. "...not even halfway, yet...this could be trouble..." He moves back and forth, testing her tunnel.

She inhales sharply at the motion, clenching herself around him. Of course, all this does is stimulate her more, causing her to let out a series of rapid moans. "Only... halfway? Celestia... be praised..." 

He pants, laughing softly at this. "Glad you like that." He shakes his head and pushes forward once more. "...remember...I can change it...if needed..." His eyes clench shut, his breath hitching in his throat. "...it's probably been...too long..." 

Her face flushed, she tilts her head at him. "What do you mean... Hun?" 

"...I'm having a little...stamina trouble..." He bites his lip, suddenly jerking forward. "...I just...can't hold myself back...much longer..." He ruefully smiles at her. "...sorry, honey..." 

She lets out a cry at his sudden jerk, taking a moment before speaking. "Well, I suppose that helps alleviate some of my worries about you enjoying this too... Honestly, It's been a while for me too, so I wasn't exactly expecting to go all night this time." She gasps a second before continuing. "Still though... we've done well before we went this far... I'd imagine we can do just as well after. Just... can you do me one favor?" 

He looks down at her, panting softly. "...what is it?" Despite his attempts to stay still, he continues to shallowly thrust, going deeper with each forward motion.

Her eyes widening the deeper he goes, she speaks softly. "When you're ready... pull all the way out, then push all the way in. I don't care how hard or how fast it is, I just want you..." 

He gulps, shaking slightly. "Are you sure? I mean, I still haven't gone all the way in...what if I hurt you?" 

She smiles. "I'm a tough mare, I can take it. Besides... I like an intense ending." Her forelegs snake around his neck as she brings him into a deep kiss. 

He eagerly returns the affection, carefully pushing further into her flower. He breaks the kiss, smiling down at her. "We should at least see your limit before then." 

Unintentionally clenching again, she looks down at the rest she has to take in, her smile only widening. "Ready when you are." 

He nods and closes his eyes, bracing himself. He thrusts forward in a long, smooth motion, bottoming out before long with a grunt. 

Silk's breath hitches in her throat, the pulsing of him inside her most sensitive areas driving all thought from her mind. As she regains motor control, all four of her legs lock around him and her hips grind against his own while she tenderly kisses his lips. 

Flick jumps in surprise at the quick embrace, finding it hard to kiss her and hold onto the last thread of control. Before either of them know it, he's already pulled most of himself out, his thighs tensing to drive himself back into her, hard.

As the feeling of emptiness enters her nethers and she sees Flick rearing back, time seems to slow down for Silk. Her eyes widen and her feathers splay out as adrenaline floods her body. Her breathing is rapid and shallow, and she barely has enough time to brace her forelegs against the bed before he slams into her. As their hips collide, all she can see is colored spots as she lets out a piercing cry of bliss. 

The drone, no longer able to hold himself back, repeats this action. He pulls back quickly and, pulling her tight against him, thrusts rapidly, forcefully, enough to make the cloud bed rock beneath them. He clenches his teeth and screws his eyes shut, his releasing rapidly approaching. A couple more long motions and he bottoms out once more, the dam breaking. 

Driven over the edge by his forceful pounding, and even more so by the feeling of him unleashing in her deepest depths, Silk crosses the brink as well. She grips him as tight as she can with both tunnel and hooves, letting out a scream as she buries her head into his shoulder. Her vision completely narrows to a wash of colors as pure pleasure washes through her. Her grip never loosens as she rides out her release, her only thought being to hold onto the one inside her. 

Flick collapses against her, his head resting next to hers. He pants heavily and caresses her sides, moving to pull out of her. 

In response to this, her hindlegs tighten around him. As her mind returns to her, Silk looks to him, giving him a soft kiss. "Not yet... leave it in..." 

He smiles warmly, gently kissing her back. "Okay." He looks down between them and chuckles nervously. "I don't think I'm done quite yet, though." He grinds his hips against hers playfully, his still-erect pride pushing just a bit deeper. 

She gasps as he moves, her eyes narrowing as she licks her lips. "Perfect..." She suddenly flips them both over, leaning down and biting his ear. "But I'm on top this time..."

He smirks, resting his hooves on her flanks. "I don't mind that at all, honey." 

> Chapter 11: Breaking in the New Place
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Music, a number of words can describe it, yet some would say noe could do it justice. However you think of it, there could be no question that music was coming from one of the newly occupied homes in Ponyville. Of course, only two being were privy to this wondrous sound due to the soundproofing of the room, one being the one who is creating it, and the other her rapt audience.

Eyes closed as she listened to her wife playing the violin, Fiddlesticks, or Octavia depending on who you asked, feels her heart flutter with each note. The pure feeling of music had always moved her, but none quite so much as when the one she cared for the most played solely for her, and her alone. A lifetime of music had trained them both to recognize every emotion behind the sound, and what she hears now is a beautiful serenade that surrounds her.

As the final notes echo, she opens her eyes halfway, not saying a word as she walks forward and plants a kiss on the changeling's lips. Saying through action what she hoped she could manage to say through words. "I love you..."

The indigo nymph smiles warmly, caressing the mare's cheek tenderly. And I, you. She puts her metallic instrument in its case and lowering herself back onto all four hooves. I can tell you enjoyed it. I'm glad. 

Fiddlesticks kisses her again. "Oh, you have no idea..." She moves forward a step and slowly nuzzles the nymph. "Every note was like it was played on my heart..." 

She blushes slightly, laughter going through their minds. That was what I wanted. She leans forward and gently kisses her. I want nothing more than to share emotions through my music...and with you, most of all. 

"And I heard it... every single part of it." The earth pony shivers as she sets a hoof on the Luster's chest, looking straight into her eyes. Her breaths become quicker as she leans forward and takes her lips again, lingering and even pushing against them.

The nymph reciprocates the action, closing her eyes and smirking slightly into it. You're rather eager today, aren't you? She breaks the kiss and playfully sticks her tongue out at her.

The yellow mare smiles, licking her lips. "You're the one who plays so masterfully that it gets me in the mood..." Her tail flicks back and forth. "Maybe sometimes I like you to play me like you play your instrument..." 

Luster blinks, her face quickly coloring bright purple. She smiles coyly, running a hoof along her love's neck. If you are in the mood, we could take this to the bedroom. She slowly walks around her, continuing to caress her. Or we could take care of your need here. Your choice. 

"Bedroom, please. I think I'm up for comfort tonight." She nips the changeling's flank as it passes by. "Of course, I believe it's more than just my need that we'll be sating." ^


She smirks, bringing her tail along her side. I understand, though I'm not going to be the first one sated. She winks and walks out of the room, the melodic voice of her thoughts taking on a sing-song tone. Try not to keep me waiting! 

Not wanting to be disturbed, Fiddlesticks darts around the house, checking that all the doors are locked and all the lights are off. Every second she takes makes her more and more frisky and eager to start, so by the time she is done and reaches the doorway to her bedroom, her expression is absolutely famished. 

Luster lies prone on the bed, her eyes closed and her head resting on her hooves. She breathes softly, an ear flicking as the door opens. 

The mare licks her lisp as she quickly makes her way over. She crawls onto the bed right over the changeling, stopping as head and body is just above her spouse's. She leans down and and kisses the back of Luster's neck, before trailing a tongue all the way from her shoulders to her mane. 

She gasps and moans softly, shivering in pleasure from her love's actions. She laughs in their minds, her tail flicking behind her. That's nice... 

"Good... because there's always more where that came from." Fiddlesticks runs a hoof down the changeling's back. At the same time, she leans her head down, trailing kisses from the back of her neck down to her cheek. The trailing hoof starts drawing circles on the chitin-covered flank. 

Luster relishes in the sensation but wants to be more active in this. She notices that the mare is still above her, so her tail flicks upwards, tickling, circling around her treasure. And I'm always happy to contribute my own services for your pleasure.

The mare lets out a moan, feeling herself trying to clench her empty tunnel. Without another word, she shifts and scoops under the changeling, flipping her onto her back. Fiddlesticks immediately lays down on top of the nymph, their bodies rubbing as she leans down. Her lips capture Luster's, her eager tongue wriggling in front of the nymph's lips. 

She happily kisses her back, opening her mouth. Her tongue darts out, playfully wrestling with the cellist's as one of her hindlegs moves between the mare's. She embraces her tightly yet tenderly, rubbing her chitinous leg against her soft, surprisingly moist mound. You really did need this, didn't you?

The yellow pony's only answer is to moan while her tail thrashes around at the touch to her flower. Shifting one of her own legs, she begins rubbing against the nymph's own sex. She breaks the kiss, face flushed and mouth open. "I want you... in every way." 

Luster giggles silently, giving her a lidded gaze. And you will have me. We can't do every way today, of course. She winks at her. I'll do my best to accomplish as many as possible, of course. She brushes a hoof along the mare's back, a gentle heat emanating from it as its shape slowly shifts. 

Fiddlesticks hums, laying her head down and bringing her hoof up from her lover's lower lips. She flicks a tongue out and licks the hoof before turning and slowly licking the changeling's neck, making small moans from the nymph's still moving hind leg. 

Luster closes her eyes, biting her lip gently. You know me so well. She smirks, the foreleg reaching the mare's flank, a newly-formed digit tracing circles around her blue treble clef. It's a good thing the knowledge is mutual. She squeezes her flank tenderly, raising her other transformed foreleg to do the same to the other smooth cheek.

The mare reflexively bites gently on the chitin in front of her as she moans. She moves her body up and down the changeling, rubbing everything she can over her and rubbing the nymph at the same time. 

She captures her love's body, holding her still. She waves a paw with the first digit extended, winking playfully. Patience. As she distracts her, her other paw moves further down, rubbing the lips of her treasure. You know I have a method I like to follow.

A shudder racks the mare's body. "That you do... though you leave me little in ways to reciprocate the sensations when you hold me still..." She kisses the nymph again, trying to convey just how much she is enjoying everything.

She kisses her deeply, her impish giggles running through their minds. I know. I like how you get me back, though. She sticks her tongue out at her, two padded digits finding their way into her tunnel as the first delicately rubs against her tighter rosebud. Maybe you can invite your 'little friend', this time. 

The mare lets out a squeaky gasp as the digits first start making their way into her. It takes her a few breaths before she can respond. "I think so... not quite yet though... have to get you warmed up for him..." 

She smiles, a mischievous twinkle in her eye. I look forward to it. Her free paw snakes back down to her flank, holding her hips up against her own. Her pair of fingers slowly start moving in tandem inside her. She rocks up against her, their teats rubbing up against the other's, eliciting a noiseless gasp from the nymph. J-just let me work my magic, for now.

Fiddlesticks' hindhooves twitch with every movement of the digits, their slow pace warming up her bottom half steadily. Her yellow teats harden as they slide along the nymph's purple ones, the sensation causing her to hum repeatedly as she alternates between kissing, licking, and simply moaning into the form below her. 

Seeing all of her reactions, she can't help but smile warmly. She gradually increases the speed of the digits in her tunnel, pushing a little deeper and angling them in the precise way that she knows the mare loves. 

The mare's breathes become more rapid as her heartbeat increases the close her lover gets to that special spot inside her. Unknowingly, she starts pressing her hips backwards, trying to get the spot touched as she makes out aggressively with her wife. 

Luster happily returns the kiss, using just as much fiery passion as Fiddlesticks. Despite the intensity of their kiss, her paws continue their moderate pace, purposely avoiding the one place she knows she wants so much. You really want it, don't you? Just how badly, I wonder? 

The earth pony lets out a small whine as she pushes harder in her kiss. She positively grinds their teats together, her slit slowly dripping as it clenches. 

Come on, Sugar. She runs her free paw through her mane. Her smallest digit circles a small bump as its neighbors slow down their pumping slightly, teasing her. What do you want? 

"Please..." The yellow mare's hips twitch rhythmically with the pumps, trying to get more pleasure out of them. "I need it..." She leans down and bites Luster's neck chitin. 

Luster smiles, gently pecking Fiddlestick's forehead. That's all I needed to hear. She immediately goes deeper on the next motion, rubbing up against her special spot and flicking the button at the top of her slit at the same time. 

The mare lets out a muffled scream at the flood of pleasure. She barely saves herself from going over the brink just from the first touches, her body on fire. 

The nymph, seeing how close her love is, decides to give her one last push. Her first digit presses slightly harder against the yellow earth pony's tight rosebud, popping inside after a few moments. The other pads of the same paw move faster, trying to see how hard and long she can make her climax last. 

Fiddlesticks bites down hard and the chitin as she is less thrown and more hurled over the edge. Her whole body shudders as her tunnel floods, part of the liquid soaking the tips of the digits in her and dribbling out. Both entrances clench and unclench rapidly as her body tries to milk them for their non-existent seed. The entire time, she latches onto Luster, not letting up a second. After she doesn't know how long, her teeth let go and  she collapses, panting. 

Luster gently cups her chin, lifting her head up to gaze into her eyes. I'm glad you had fun, sugar. Her thumb wipes away a bit of drool from the corner of her mouth. Maybe a bit too much fun. 

As her breathing steadies, her strength returns, as does her voice. "Not a chance..." She smiles as she plants a kiss on the purple lips. "What next, do you think?" 

She smirks, tapping her playfully on the nose. My turn. She moves her paws away from the mare's body as they return to normal. What would you like me to do? 

"Hmm... why don't you lay there and let me work for a bit, seeing as you treated me so well?" The earth pony lifts herself up and walks down the bed a bit, putting herself below the changeling with her face right in between her legs. She gently rubs a hoof down the slit in front of her. "I hope you aren't feeling neglected now..." 

Luster tries to steady her breathing, her cheeks tinted a brighter purple. Of course I'm not. There's a beautiful mare here with me. She winks, bringing a few pillows out and propping herself up with them to see what the mare is doing. 

"So I hear..." Her hoof moves upward to the still hard teats, pushing down and them and rubbing in circles. Her mouth meanwhile, is more focused on the treasure in front of her. Sticking her tongue out, Fiddlesticks starts lapping barely into the slit before pulling it out, repeating this multiple times like she an animal drinking water. 

The indigo changeling bites her lip, trying to keep in noises that she wouldn't make anyways. Oh, I love how you tease me... 

"Then you'll love this." Flicking her tongue in one last time, the mare leaves the juices on it as she moves lower and starts to circle her tongue around the changelings other hole, always clean since changelings only have them for their disguise's sake. She pauses every few circles to press her lubed tongue up against the puckered hole, but never goes in. 

She silently gasps, her body tensing and pushing against her tongue. Naughty mare...you really do know me well. She angles her hips up towards the mare, trying to make it easier for her. 

This serves to encourage Fiddlesticks as she switches back to the slit. Her tongue snakes out again, this time slowly inserting itself into the waiting folds, and just as slowly working around the walls, pulling outwards and stretching the lips with her tongue as much as she can. At the same time, the hoof on the teats moves lower, and applies itself to gently tickling the small bit of skin between the two holes. 

Luster groans lustfully, her eyes appearing to cross at the sensations. I always k-knew you were great with your tongue. She tries to smile but it comes across as more of a grimace, more so when the hoof touches her taint. Her body tenses and her tail twitches anxiously, the nymph directing every bit of focus on suppressing her natural response. 

As she senses her lover enjoying herself, Fiddlesticks smirks and removes herself from the position, planting one last kiss between her teats before stepping off the bed. "Well, I think that should do for now... time to get my friend." She turns around and opens the door to the closet, her back half hanging out and wiggling as she digs. 

The indigo changeling slowly comes back to her senses, turning to the yellow mare. She smirks at the perfectly round rump of her wife, reaching out and squeezing a cheek with her magic. Take as long as you need. I'll enjoy the view while I wait. 

The blue tail attached to the yellow plot flicks upward, exposing her flower to her wife before it falls back down again, a small giggle coming from in the closet. The yellow body stiffens a bit before slowly backing out with a large flat box in her mouth and a mischievous smirk. She walks over to the bed, setting it down and looking back at her wife with a grin. 

Luster eyes the box, licking her lips. She turns to the earth pony, her cheeks a vibrant violet. I see you found him. She bites her lip, raising her rump a little higher as she plants her forehooves on the mattress. Her tail flags despite the changeling's earnest attempts to keep it down. How long has it been since we've seen him? 

"Well," the mare begins as she undoes the latches, "it's not like we could exactly bring him on tour with us, so... a fair amount of time." She slowly brings out the biggest thing in the case, a large, long, dark, veined tool that would humble many stallions. She gives her wife a half-lidded look as she slowly licks it from base to tip. 

She squirms in desire at the sight, her thighs rubbing together. Pardon my language, but damn, that's sexy. She looks off in the distance, trying to keep herself in check by going into her thoughts. It's clear it doesn't work, if her slowly growing blush means anything. 

Fiddlesticks smirks as she sets the main event down, withdrawing everything else she's going to use from the case. First is a pair of lacy black panties with a stiff front and socket in the middle. Next comes out a much smaller stallionhood stand-in, this one is purple. Eyeing the hole right below the changeling's tail, she draws out a bright pink one just bigger than the previous, setting it to the side pending future use. She starts assembling everything. 

She watches her wife with bated breath, her wings fluttering slightly from her arousal. At this point, a thought occurs to her and she acts on it, her horn subtly lighting up.

As the mare slides on the panties, the purple toy, now attached to the inside, slips inside her as it much larger black counterpart sticks out from where it is attached on the outside. Every time one of them moves, the other does as well. She shifts around a bit, both enjoying the feeling of the small toy inside her and testing to make sure everything is attached well. 

The nymph silently groans, her desire starting to get the better of her. She gives her love a pleading look, wiggling her hips to try and entice her. Her horn loses its glow, but it didn't seem like she did anything with her magic.

Finally, Fiddlesticks nods, looking over to Luster. "Alright alright, I can see you over there begging for it almost as much as I was." She hops up onto the bed, her new appendage swinging below her. Rearing up, she places her forehooves on the nymph's back, lining up the large toy like a stallion. Leaning forward, she makes it apply a bit of pressure to the outside of the lower purple lips, but the force is not enough to push the head in yet and she well knows it. "How do you want it?" 

Luster looks over her shoulder and smiles, a twinkle in her eye. You know how I like it, Sugar. Slow, but hard and deep. She braces her hooves against the mattress, her tail brushing up against the mare's belly and snout. But you're in control. I want you to decide how it goes. 

She nods, moving a hoof down into the panties to click a button on the base of the purple toy, a constant buzz starting from it causing her to shiver as she gets back into position. Taking a few steps forward, the earth pony musters her strength and plunges the phallus into th tunnel, not going too fast, but making sure to push forward at the same speed no matter how tight or resisting the tunnel is. 

The indigo nymph gasps at the sensation of being stretched around the large black toy. Her front half falls to the comforter, and she tries to focus on not losing it right then and there. 

Fiddlesticks soon hilts inside the changeling, her end of the toy pressing into her everytime she hits resistance. Instead of pulling out immediately, she leans forward and pushes even more, trying to go deeper as she forces the nymph's head down into the bed coverings. 

She gives a silent groan, wriggling her hips against the mare's. She turns her head to the side, her tongue lolling out and her lidded gaze focused on her wife. 

The yellow pony eases up and withdraws the toy until only the head remains. Suddenly she sinks it into the waiting folds again with even more force than the first time, not letting anything hamper her speed. She hums happily as she feel her own buzzing toy pushing up into her.

Luster grits her teeth, already nearing the brink, her flower fluttering around the strap-on. Before she goes over the edge, she reaches out with her magic and turns the switch on Fiddlesticks' toy to a higher setting, giving her a coy grin. I'm not...giving up yet, Sugar.

Holding back a whine as the purple toy goes to work, she speaks. "Oh you can fight it all you want, but I can ramp things up too." Withdrawing again, she forces her way back into the hole, starting to slowly violate the 'slow' request as well as her wife's tunnel. Again she comes out, only to go in again, always keeping up her force so nothing slows her down.

She bites her lip, her magic becoming shaky as she turns her toy to the highest setting. I...oh, fuck... She can't keep herself in check anymore, desperately pushing back against her love's thrusts. Her magic reaches out one last time and picks up something next to the bed, bringing it around and, pulling the lacy panties back enough to reveal her tight pucker, presses the item against it. A side effect of this is pushing the vibrating toy further into  the earth pony's treasure, the tip pushing up against her most sensitive spot. 

Fiddlesticks lets out a small screech as her tailhole is entered by the first on a string of beads. She collapses against the back of the nymph from this and the unexpected addition of the purple toy hitting her where she feels it most. However, she doesn't let herself go. Bracing herself, she rears up again, withdraws draw fast, and enters faster, starting to unabashedly rutt the nymph under her, eyes squeezed shut from the exertion and subsequent pleasure she gets from it. 

Luster, with the last of her failing concentration, pushes the rest of the progressively larger beads into her. Don't stop...please... She barely gets the last one in before tensing beneath her, eyes closing and mouth opening in a silent moan as she reaches her peak. 

Her wife, still not reaching her own release, doesn't let up as the changeling below her goes over the edge. If anything, she only goes harder and faster as she feels her own approaching, despite her holding it back. She positively hammers the nymph, both to reach her own release and prolong her spouse's. 

She bites her lip, kept in the ultimate bliss as her love continues ravaging her. The small part of her mind that can still think wants her to feel the same, but there's little she can do from underneath her. Faintly remembering the string of beads, her tail reaches around and grabs the section sticking out, roughly pulling it free from her pucker in one swift motion. 

Another shriek comes from the earth pony as she grips the nymph around her midsection. Her rump continues it’s workout as she thrusts into the nymph, soon feeling the approach of her release. With a loud drawn-out moan, she pumps into the nymph hard enough the the bed seems to buckle with every repetition before she finally shudders and feels her tunnel flood as she twitches and collapses on top of Luster, the black phallus jammed tight into her by the mare's body weight. 

The indigo nymph breathes heavily, slowly coming down from her high. She blinks, turning her upper body to give Fiddlesticks a half-hug, tenderly kissing her. Thank you, Sugar. That was amazing... She smiles lazily, caressing her mane. 

Fiddlesticks wearily kisses back. "It was... not that you were making it any easier to concentrate..." She gives a teasing glare. "You and you're fascination with my bum... which I love of course." She pants as she slumps forward again. "Phew, I need a moment after that... you take the lead on this next one..." 

Luster's eyes widen and her eyebrows raise in surprise. You want more? Already? She smirks, her eyes narrowing playfully. You really must've been pent up... She lowers her hoof to her flank, squeezing it gently. Not that I'm complaining, of course.

> Chapter 22: The Donor, part 1
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"So..." Fiddles looks at the other three. "Who wants to start? We're going to be here for a while so I figured we might as well enjoy it." She waves at the stallion's sheath. "Obvious before we're done, that needs to be up and ready to go. Oh, before I forget to ask..." She turns did Luster. "Did you want me to untie you?" 

The indigo nymph smiles warmly at her. I think that depends on our guests' preference. Does he want to take me as I am... or in the traditional manner?

Gel leans up against her unicorn's side, her tail brushing along his belly. "I... I think I should help prepare Rhino for her while you get her ready for him... is that alright?" She nervously smiles at the blue-maned mare. 

Fiddles giggles. "Oh that's fine with me. Start him out comfortable. As for you," she pats Luster fondly, I think you and I will have a little fun of our own until their show's over, then we'll decide if we let you go or not."

Rhino holds up a hoof. "I actually would like to start traditionally..."

The mare takes it in stride. "Fair enough. I'm sure by the end of the night she'll be on her back again anyway. Now then..." She closes the distance between her wife's mouth and her own, getting to work.

The emerald pony turns to his wife. "Ok then... umm... do you want to start?" 

He barely finishes his question before she's up against him, kissing him with as much tenderness as she is able. She cups her hoof against his cheek, touching their foreheads together and whispering softly to him. "I love you... please, don't ever forget that..." She closes her eyes, ignoring the quiet sigh of her friend, and tentatively raises a foreleg, running the soft frog of her hoof along his sheath. "I promise... as soon as this is over, we'll have a night all to ourselves... we'll do everything you want us to..." 

He lets out a slow breath, giving her a long nuzzle as he responds. "If this night goes how I think it will... if anything I'll just want something slow and love-filled... and lots of cuddling. Sound good to you?" He gently nips her neck before licking the same spot. 

She mewls softly, nodding eagerly. "Yes... I-I'd love that, too..." She bites her lip, eyeing the stubborn sheath between his legs. "Why is he being difficult, love? Is it the situation? Or..." She turns around, flashing her surprisingly flushed slit at him. "Did he simply want a better view?" She teasingly winks, shaking her hips at the stallion. 

This provides quite the jump start reaction as a few good inches are suddenly out. With rhythmic pumps of the stallion's heart, the rest starts to make itself known at a more reasonable but consistent pace. One can even see Rhino's nostrils flaring as he gazes at the sight. 

She giggles, winking playfully at him. "There he is... maybe we can help him along..." She flips her tail onto her back, blushing softly. "After all, you do enjoy my taste... and my sounds..." 

"I guess..." Rhino scuffs the floor with a hoof. "I was actually hoping we'd do a bit more kissing... if only because I'm not sure we'll get the chance to later once things get going..." 

She turns back around, smiling warmly up at him. "You only had to ask..." She leans up, pulling him into another slow, affectionate kiss. 

He returns it eagerly. Sitting down, his forelegs snake around her and bring her in close, his almost fully erect shaft in between them. One hoof even cheekily snakes down to grab her flank. 

She moans sweetly into their kiss, happily hugging him back. Wanting to tease him, her tail slips between them and brushes along the now-hard length.

On the bed, Luster stares in awe, her hips trembling in anticipation. Oh my... I think he's actually... bigger than your toy... 

Fiddlesticks takes a peek herself, humming in thought. Looks that way... are you worried? Or perhaps... excited? A teasing hoof rubs the chitin on the nymph's stomach, swirling down south every once in a while. 

She coos softly, nuzzling her wife's cheek. A little of both, I think... 

Now fully ready, the stallion starts leaning forward, taking his wife with him. Never breaking the kiss, he stops once she is on her back and he embraces her from above. He actually stops their lip lock to nip repeatedly at her neck now. 

She gasps and squeaks with each one, her hooves up against her chest as a sign of submission. "Y-yes... oh, Rhino..." She closes her eyes, angling her head to expose more of her neck for him. 

Fiddles comments as she watches his stallionhood throb in time with Gel's gasps. Huh... they weren't kidding, he does like sounds... She peeks over at Luster. Taking notes of things you might want? As she asks this, Rhino starts slowly grinding himself against the blue nymph, keeping up his love bites. 

She nods, watching her friend wrap her hooves around the stallion's neck. When she starts pressing back against him, the older changeling bites her lip, hearing the strength of her moan from where she is on the bed. Can I... watch them go at it, first? I-I want to be sure it's possible to take him... 

Of course. The mare slide onto the bed next to the bound changeling. I'm interested in watching too. The stallion licks up his wife's neck before squeezing her flank again as he goes back to teasing her. At this point, I don't even think we have to say anything, just let them continue. 

Gel moans and whines softly, bucking her hips up against his. "P-please... m-make love to me, Rhino... I-I need it..." 

Obliging, he slides his body down hers until they both feel his pride naturally line up with hers. With almost the same pace, he pushes back up and into her, planting kisses up her chest as he moves. 

She squeals in ecstasy as the first inch pops inside her, trailing off into a long, soft moan as he presses further. She instinctively wraps her legs around his back, wordlessly urging him on. 

Soon he feels the familiar feeling of their hips touching as he reaches her deepest depths. Rhino kisses her as he revels in the warmth of her tunnel on his length, this actually being the first time they have been together in this way since Ruby was conceived. Histongue dances with hers as he gives a light buck into her just to enjoy the feeling more.

She moans quietly, holding him close. So long... I'd almost forgotten what this felt like... She rocks her hips forward, causing his pride to slip out slightly before sheathing back inside her. 

Only focusing on her, he pulls out about halfway before going all the way back in. He looks into her eyes as he leans his forehead against hers. I love you... and I never want to stop saying that to you. 

She tears up, laughing softly as she embraces him, tenderly nuzzling him. Neither do I... I'll always love you...

Luster glances at the mare next to her, giggling quietly. This is so sweet... almost like watching a beautiful romance movie... 

Fiddles nods as Rhino goes in and out again as he kisses his wife. It really is... A particularly loud squeak from Gel causes the mare to laugh quietly as she rubs both hers and her spouse's thighs. Of course, then you see him spear her and you feel warm and fuzzy in a different way. 

Oh, I know it... She glances down at the yellow hoof on her legs. I hope he'll have enough for the rest of the day... She squirms as a loud moan comes from the couple, its exact source unknown. I notice you... didn't drink your potion... She smiles shyly, leaning up and straining against her restraints, nipping her neck lovingly. Didn't you want to... have some fun, sugar?

I do... The mare leans down and returns the love bites, making sure to keep her neck open for more. But I didn't want to get too worked up before he got you the first time. I figure I'll drink it while he's working on you. As the pace of the two on the floor increases in almost all ways, Fiddles squirms a bit as well. And it looks like he'll treat you well. 

Luster nods, nibbling and licking the nape of the mare's neck. She whines softly in need as the other nymph moans in ecstasy, wanting so badly to know how it feels to have the stallion inside her. 

Rhino pumps in and out of Gel, his hooves keeping her in place as one squeezes her flank as he goes in. Their lips lock together and their tongues dance, muffling the still present sounds of their lovemaking. 

The navy nymph gasps and moans, her flower tightening around him briefly. I-I'm sorry, love... it feels so good... She kisses him deeper, hoping it'd help make this moment last even a little longer. 

What's there to be sorry about? He feels his own loins coil as his moment approaches. This is how it's supposed to be... us, as close as possible. He closes his eyes their passion and pressure building. 

You're right... but I wanted more - oh, Luna! She breaks the kiss, crying out in sheer bliss as she hits her peak, her tunnel clamping down on his pride. 

Rhino shivers as her scream courses through him. A few hard thrusts are all it takes for him to begin releasing his first seed of the night. He softly kisses her neck as he lightly pumps while emptying into her. He lets out a quiet breath as the flow stops, simply staying where he is and nuzzling her lovingly. 

Luster groans softly, seeing him finish in her friend and wanting it, herself. She looks up at her wife, whimpering softly and raising her hips slightly. 

Fiddles strokes her spouse's purple mane softly. "I know... I know..." She looks over at the entwined couple before looking back at Luster. "Do you want me to start unbinding you while they gather themselves?" 

She nods shyly, turning her gaze to the wall. She clearly doesn't know what she is supposed to do, her docility getting the better of her. 

Using her teeth, Fiddles works the suppression ring off the nymph's horn. Tossing it onto the bedside table,s he makes quick work of the ropes, letting them hang from the bedposts after. 

Luster slowly embraces her wife as soon as she's freed, kissing her tenderly. She pulls her on top of her on the bed, not caring that the other couple in the room are staring. 

Rhino looks to Gel curiously. "Should we... let them go for a bit?" He hasn't made an attempt to move from their positions on the floor, fairly comfortable where he is. 

She giggles, kissing his nose. "I'm alright with that, love... besides, I just... want to stay like this, for a bit... you know?" 

He nods, shifting one foreleg a little so not so much of his weight is on her. His head lays down next to hers, nuzzling gently. 

Meanwhile, the indigo nymph has the mare on top of her, bucking her hips up against hers wantonly

Fiddles' blue tail thrashes back and forth as she attaches herself to her spouse at the lips. It almost seems like she is trying to do the same with their lower sets, considering how feverishly they are rubbing them together. 

This continues for a bit, one couple heating up as the other calms down. Gel eventually, albeit reluctantly, breaks the kiss, sighing heavily. "I... I don't think we can put it off much longer, love..." She glances at the nymph on the bed, a half-smile on her lips. "She'll be needing you, any second, now..." 

He peeks open an eye. "They don't seem to be slowing down from what I can see..." 

She playfully taps his forehead. "You weren't looking until a second ago." She pecks him on the lips before shaking her head. "Don't you remember, love? When a heated nymph climaxes without something... inside?" 

"Right... not fun..." He looks to her, his brow furrowed. "But what do you want me to do? Interrupt them?" 

"Exactly that." She sheepishly smiles. "You are the one on top, at the moment..." She holds up a hoof, frowning in mock-chastisement. "And don't even think of rolling us over, Rhino." 

"Of course..." Rousing himself, he takes a few steps backwards in order to fully pop out of her. His pride is surprisingly clean upon its exit, her tunnel having kept every drop inside. He clears his throat in order to get the attention of the writhing couple. "I, umm, I don't think you should go too far. We are here for a reason after all." 

Luster whines, but doesn't stop the kiss. Do we have to? We aren't stopping you from taking me... She waves her tail, showing the flushed, winking slit above it. 

Fiddlesticks giggles, her own slit leaking a little as it rests right above the purple one. "Not many stallions get to mount two mares at once. Just be sure you get the aim right, after all, they are so close together." She rubs her own love lips into Luster's once more.

"I... I really don't think..." Though his lower half remains ready for action, Rhino looks to his wife with an uncomfortable expression. Silently, he mouths the word 'help'. 

Gel steps forward, placing a hoof on the yellow pony's shoulder. "He did say that he'd prefer traditional style... and I think it'd be best for us to wait a bit, before joining... you know?" 

Fiddles doesn't seem particularly bothered by the turns of events though, as she gives her wife one last kiss before dismounting her. "Ah well, figured I'd offer at least." Her tail is quite obviously flagging as she moves to stand by Gel. "Alright, now to start on exactly the reason we are all here." 

Luster looks at Rhino, nervous. I... I don't quite know what the 'traditional' pose is... She shyly brings her forelegs to her chest, averting her gaze. Can you show me?

Gel leans close to the mare and whispers to her, confused. "Is she pretending or does she really not know?" 

Fiddles whispers back with a slight smirk. "Pretending. We've tried many different positions, that one a good number of times."

Rhino tilts his head at Luster, but offers his knowledge anyway. "Well... traditional is simply... either standing up, bracing your forehooves against something, or just leaning over or onto something. You know... the natural mounting position." Despite the topic, he seems completely at ease explaining this. 

She tilts her head, her cheeks tinting slightly. Can you show me your... preferred variation, please? 

He blinks for a moment before trying to clarify. "Are you... asking me to position you?" 

She nods, nervously looking at him. That's not an issue... i-is it? 

Shaking his head, he walks towards her. "No.. just wanted to make sure." He reaches the foot of the bed and rears onto it, his forehooves wrapping around her other ones as he pulls her towards him, his face neutral. As it looks like he is about to pull her off, he stops, and instead gently works his hooves under her and flips her onto her stomach before pulling her a little more so that her hips are just off the edge of the bed, but the rest of her is laying comfortably on it. 

Gel watches the nymph's hindlegs swing just above the floor for a second before turning her attention to her husband. You remember what I said this morning, don't you, love? 

He nods, looking at the nymph in front of him and exhaling slowly. Focus on my love for you, don't go emotion dead, let my brain have a friendship buzz for Luster? 

Exactly. She quirks an eyebrow at him. Strange, considering how I can't sense anything from you... 

Sorry... He shakes his head, not to clear it, but instead to fill it. He blinks as he feels himself, well, feel again, the certain part of his mind objecting to all this off to the side for a moment and instead focusing on just bare feelings. 

Gel smiles, walking up and gently nuzzling him. "Better. Now, let's help our friends, okay?" 

"Right..." He nods again, looking at Luster's back because it just is easier on his mind instead of looking further south.

Fiddles meanwhile, walks to the side of the bed and leans down next to her wife. Are you ready? How are you feeling? 

She gulps quietly, her hindlegs pressing together, revealing her slight hesitance. I think I'm ready... 

Rhino sees the nymph tense below him, a sympathetic frown coming to his face as he puts a hoof forward and rubs her back. "I won't hurt you... I promise. I can be very gentle. Gel can vouch for that." 

The indigo changeling shudders under his touch, her wings suddenly snapping out to their full length. I-I guess that's fair... b-but you're still bigger than anything I've taken, before... 

The stallion furrows his brow. "Umm... sorry?"

Don't be... She looks over her shoulder at him, giggling softly. It's really... what's the word... enticing?

The navy nymph raises a hoof. "I think you mean 'exciting'..."

"Ok..." He looks to each of the females around him but ends and focuses on the purple one. "So... ready?" He plants his hooves on the edge of the bed, but isn't touching her in any way.

Yes... She whimpers softly, turning back to her wife and gripping her hoof. Despite this, and her flared wings, the rest of her body appears to visibly relax as much as possible. 

The stallion lets out one more exhale as he scoots up to his proper position. As soon as he feels his tip rest against her slit, he actually flinches back slightly, shooting an apologetic glance to his wife. 

She leans close, whispering into his ear. "You know it's fine right now, love..." She smiles, waving a hoof at him. "Go ahead..." 

Nodding, he focuses on the back of Luster's head and lines up again. He waits to see her reaction before he pushes in. 

The nymph whines softly, trying to push back at him but, unable to reach the floor, she can only grind against his belly.

Slowly, the stallion leans forward, pressing against the slick slit. His flared head resists sliding into the small hole until the combination of lubrication and force slowly puts it inside. 

Luster squeals, her tunnel clamping down, trying to keep him from moving further. Her tail wraps around his back, trying to caress him like a soft breeze. 

His hoof starts rubbing her back again, concerned. "Just let me know when you're ready..." 

She takes a second, breathing calmly to settle herself down, before nodding, her tail moving around his hips and gently pulling him closer. I... I'm ready...

He nods, leaning forward and moving his hips. His progress is what one would normally call very slow, but considering the tightness of the tunnel, he dare not go faster. 

The nymph grits her teeth at the first two inches, not sure how to take the stretching. As he hits the third, however, she lets out a quiet moan, surprising herself. 

Rhino's ear and length twitch at the sound. Still though, he continues, relaxing and keeping one part of his mind of his wife as the rest of him acts instinctively. 

She coos, letting her head fall to the mattress. She slowly gets used to how big he is, yet each inch makes her start over. The constant motion causes her to lose any ache she might've had, pleasure taking the forefront of her mind. Still, she grips her wife's hoof a little tighter, focusing on her love for the mare. 

As she sees the stallion get over half of his shaft into the nymph and keep going, Fiddles thinks to Gel. Physically everything seems to be going fine, how are things on the emotional spectrum? 

Well... She taps her chin, glancing from one to the other. She's giving off a lot of love... a little lust, too... as for Rhino... She smiles softly, playfully elbowing her side. He's doing great. Love enough for a whole squad to thrive a full day... and then some... The navy changeling frowns, her gaze falling to the floor. I... he's thinking of me... right? 

The mare raises an eyebrow at the blue nymph. Somehow I doubt he has that much love for anypony... save two. One of them is still in diapers. 

I suppose I just love hyperbole. She sticks her tongue out at her. Still, it's quite a bit. More than Luster, even. 

Fiddles huffs slightly. Well... I'm sure it's just from the fact that her mind isn't all there in her heat, that's all. Still, her glance does go to her wife. 

I'm sure that's it... Gel sighs, shaking her head.

Both of them turn back to the other two as a long grunt from the stallion as his hips meet those of the nymph below him.

Luster groans softly, her eyelids fluttering closed. S-so full... how can she take him so easily? 

Rhino rubs her back again, speaking softly. "Do you want me to go ahead or wait?" 

I've waited long enough... She looks over her shoulder at him, smiling shyly. Please, go ahead... 

"Alright." The stallion exhales before pulling almost all the way out and going back in at a decent speed, starting the repetitive process that makes both their nerves scream from the sensations. 

Her hooves grip the sheets and her wife's foreleg. Her eyes screw shut, and a loud moan escapes her lips, her mind almost blanking out from the more than welcome feelings. 

A tingle going down his spine from the sounds of the nymph's pleasure, Rhino has to work a moment to organize his thoughts enough to separate his primal instinct and his thoughts of his wife, careful not to let them mix. The result is a sort of light buzz in his head as the rhythmic movements continue. 

She tries to press back against him, cooing and moaning sweetly. Please... harder... I-I can take it...

Gel leans over to the mare next to her, whispering quietly. "So... she was like this, last time she was in heat, too?" 

Fiddles nods, answering in the same whisper. "Pretty much yes, actually. She's definitely got the need, but it's like... it comes with that reversal of her usual role. She's usually the one on top much of the time you see." The stallion hilts inside the nymph again. 

She nods, watching the two of them, her ears twitching with each lustful noise coming from her friend's lips. "Am... am I weird if I'm a little turned on by this?" 

"I think you'd be weird if you're not." The mare nods, grinding her own thighs a bit. "You're husband, who you're attracted to, is sitting there performing sexual acts in front of you, almost like you are seeing what someone was seeing if he did this to you. So, in a way, you're imagining him on you I suppose." 

"I-I am..." Gel looks to her, confused. "Though... which would you be, in this case?" 

"Honestly?" Another pounding and another moan. "I wouldn't mind being either... or both."

"I... really?" She blinks, confused. "How would you... um..." She gestures to the groaning stallion, biting her lip at the sound of their hips smacking together.

"Well..." One of Fiddles' hooves starts working it's way between her legs as she speaks. "If we weren't in this situation and I was allowed to indulge... probably have him taking me while I take Luster with a toy... I don't think I would do it again after tonight, but something about being sandwiched between them... Do you feel the same?" 

"I... I can see that..." She sheepishly smiles, shrugging a bit. "I'd... want him taking me... and I'd probably just use my tongue..." She turns her gaze to her hooves, fidgeting as they are. "I may like to roleplay... but, personally, I don't like to use toys..." 

The mare continues the conversation, despite the ever increasing tempo and sounds from the ones closest to them. "Any reason why? You haven't even thought of having them used on you, say... so your stallion can take you multiple places at once?" 

She grimaces, shaking her head. "I-I don't think I'd be able to handle that... besides, that's like saying he's not enough of a stallion for me... isn't it?" She trembles as the lewd, passionate noises before her become louder. "I... I don't know if I can wait for him, again..." 

Fiddles mutters loud enough for Gel to hear as her hoof strokes her slit. "Definitely gonna need something for me to use on myself in their next round..." She shakes her head. "What do you mean you don't know if you can wait for him?" 

She blushes brightly, her ears flattening against her head. "I... I want him in me, again... so badly..." 

"Ah I see..." The mare's eyes widen as she suddenly grabs the nymph and points. "Oh, looks like they're close! Why don't we see how they feel afterwards and then we'll see where things go, hmm?"

Indeed, Rhino can be seen getting his familiar intense gaze as he closes in on his release. 

Luster, meanwhile, is moaning lustfully, opening an eye to look at her wife. She smiles warmly before another thrust makes her whine in need. Harder... please, don't hold back!

He listens, leaning down to where his head is right above her back as his hips hammer into hers. His shaft is shimmering with her juices as it slides in and out. The muscles in his flanks are tense as they work themselves hard. Finally with a few more powerful slams, the reason for the deed begins spilling itself out.

The nymph arches her back, her mouth open in a silent cry of ecstasy. Her walls clamp down on his pride, sealing his seed inside of her.

Gel blinks, tilting her head to one side in confusion. "Is... is something wrong? Why isn't she... you know... moaning?" 

As both participants ride out their climaxes, Fiddles provides the simple answer. "Well... such screams of passion at the height of things generally are done with the voice so... well, you know. Still though, what you see in her face and body makes up for it." 

"Oh." She squirms slightly, embarrassed. "I-I suppose that makes sense... so... we should check on them, right?" 

"Sure." The yellow mare goes over to the bed, moving her head in front of Luster's and nuzzling her affectionately. 

The navy nymph, meanwhile, walks up to Rhino, gently pecking his cheek. "You did great, love. I could feel the affection in the air... and I believe it was more than enough." 

"Good..." He pants a little before giving her a small smile and kissing her. "One round down... who knows how many more to go..."

> Chapter 22: The Donor, part 2
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The sounds of groaning, muffled-but-silent screaming, and drained moaning all die down, the round of coitus ending. Luster, on her back, lets her limbs flop out the the side as she once again feels her womb full of fresh potent stallion seed, some even dribbling onto the covers now. Her body is sated for the moment, but she knows it'll be hungry for more once she recovers a little.

Fiddlesticks is much the same level of exhaustion, though the way she crawls off her wife's face where she had been mercilessly eaten to many happy screams of pleasure, suggests perhaps she needs to take a break before going again.

Rhino, having gotten the biggest dose of the stamina draught, is still harder than stone as his shaft pops out of the purple slit in front of him. Sweat dots the stallion's brow and adds to the musky smell he gives off, only driving the females wilder. 

Gel sits off to the side, trembling softly as she stares at the scene before her. She's visibly struggling with something, but what is unclear.

Luster groans softly, rubbing her belly. That was amazing... you really know how to treat a nymph...

At this, the navy changeling's eye twitches and she storms forward. She hefts herself up onto the bed over her friend, her tail flagging high over her flanks. "Let's show them how good you really are." She shakes her rump, laying on her friend completely to spread her cheeks, revealing her puffy flower and near-pristine rosebud. "Ravage me, Rhino!" 

Uttering an animalistic growl, the stallion adjusts his aim and thrusts. Still slightly groggy from the last round, his aim is a bit off, but he doesn't complain as he well-slicked head buries itself deep into Gel's rosebud. 

She definitely isn't complaining, as a loud cry of ecstasy escapes her. "Yes! M-more!" She pushes back at him, panting and moaning in need. 

The familiar feeling and sound of his wife urging him on, Rhino takes a step forward to better his stance. Suddenly, he firmly grabs her flanks and holds them in place as he jams himself into her up to the hilt.

She squeals, her back arching from the sensations going through her. She grinds her hindquarters against his groin, smiling back at him, her tongue hanging out of the corner of her mouth. Remember, love, don't hold back... I want you to rut me... 

With pleasure. His forelegs plant themselves to either side of the two nymph pile. Leaning down, he rests his stomach on Gel's back, putting just a little bit of his weight on her as his head reaches forward, nipping, licking, and kissing her neck. Finally, his hips pull backwards before slamming forward, resulting in a resounding clap of sound. 

The changeling moans sweetly, enjoying the power behind his hips. She looks down, seeing her friend's hungry gaze, and, with a coy smile, leans down, capturing the stunned nymph's lips with her own. 

The stallion pounds into her again and sees what she is doing. His actions continue simply because he is unsure of how to react. On one hoof, his wife is kissing another mare, which isn't as bad as a stallion and to some level... kind of arousing. On the other hoof... his wife is kissing someone other than him... which ignites aggressive protective feelings. Knowing it's in the heat of the moment, Rhino channels his frustrating indecision into his thrusts, the very bed moving from the power of them now. 

The two nymphs continue to passionately kiss, the actions of the stallion only making it more heated. At the peak of each thrust, Luster's button is pressed by the belly of the smaller nymph, causing a jolt of pleasure to course through her body. Gel, meanwhile, is completely focused on the stiff pride hammering into her, starting to compress the cloud bed beneath them with his force. 

Leaning his head down as he pounds, Rhino' teeth manage to grab Gel's tail as it lays across her back from flagging so much. Each time he thrusts in now, he yanks on the tail, curling her spine upward into his hips. This also has the effect of allowing his orbs to smack against her nub now. 

She can only last for a few of these before she has to break her kiss. She arches her back, crying out in ecstasy as her rosebud flutters around his length. "Rhino!" 

Her screech only encourages the stallion. His thoughts only of her, he tucks his head against her neck as he continues hammering her. As she rides out her climax, her juices flooding out and hitting everything from the purple slit below to the orbs above from the fact that the tail-pulling keeps changing the angle he enters at. She rides almost all the way through her release before the stallion finally begins his own, his seed spilling deep within her accompanied by a groan of satisfaction. 

Gel coos softly, the tip of her tail flicking in pleasure as she feels the warmth spreading in her belly. She collapses on top of the indigo nymph, eliciting a yelp of surprise from her. 

Not bothering to get up yet, Rhino releases his wife's tail. Curling his neck next to hers, he nuzzles her, trying to broadcast all of his love for her. He plants soft kisses along her neck in the pleasant post coitus afterglow. 

Luster taps his shoulder, frowning softly. I may be durable, but you two are kind of heavy... and you kind of made me heated, again... 

Blinking to get his mind back, the stallion lifts his weight off the both of them. "Oh... sorry Luster... got caught up in the heat of the moment..." 

It's fine... I think she'll be out of it for a bit, but the kiss was... nice... She carefully rolls the insensate nymph off her and to the side. I think she was thinking of you the whole time... the love coming from her almost matched yours... 

"Good to know." He smiles warmly down at the navy nymph before looking at the purple one. "Are you... really ready for another one already? I mean... I still see traces of last time dripping out of you." 

I can wait a bit... Luster carefully sits up, wincing slightly. Fifteen times is a little much... and I'm a bit sore, anyways... 

He looks at the other two, semi-incapacitated females. "So... what do you want to do then?" 

"I just want to lay here..." Gel points to the mare sitting on the other side of her friend, smiling coyly. "You can help her give Lulu a massage... see if that helps with her aches..." 

Late that night, Rhino is now the one on his back on the bed, his pride standing tall and ready to go as he looks to the females around him. "Thanks again for letting me lay down for this last round. My back was starting to get to me with all the hunching and such." 

Not a problem. Luster leans down, teasingly nuzzling his length. After all... this way, we don't have to stop... She kisses and licks him, her hooves caressing his thighs.

The navy nymph leans over, whispering to the mare. "Is it just me... or has she been steadily getting more... dominant?" 

Fiddles smirks as she answers back. "I've been noticing that too... all that rutting must be helping her to get her head back. She might even be completely back to normal in the morning, well, normal plus a bit." 

She frowns, watching her friend slowly draw her husband's rod into her mouth. "What do you mean... 'normal plus a bit'?" 

As the stallion lets out a satisfied groan, she responds simply. "Well... she's going to have a little part of him working its magic, isn't she?" 

"A little... are you talking about his horn?" She scratches her head, apparently confused. "Or do you mean his seed?" 

"Seed, dear." Fiddles giggles as she pats Gel on the back. "I meant she'll be back to normal, except then she'll have a future 'plus one' with her." 

"Oh, right." The nymph nervously giggles, trying to ignore the moans of her friend. "I guess that makes sense..." 

"Hmmm..." as the yellow mare watches her wife a little longer, she strolls over to the closet, digging around a moment before she comes up with her two-sided strap-on and two average sized toys that had been used earlier by her. Walking back over, she sits next to Gel and starts attaching everything. 

She stares at the toys, a little uneasy. "What, uh... what are you planning to do with those?"

Luster, meanwhile, is bobbing her head along the stallion's pride, moaning and sucking lewdly on him. Tell me... do you enjoy this, Rhino?

Gritting his teeth as he groans again, he responds in thought. Yes... though I don't do mouth thrusting... I feel like I'm gagging the pony... turns me off. This though... this is good. Definitely a different technique than I'm used to though.

Fiddles watches, still putting everything in place. "Don't worry Gel, this is just an idea that I think I'm going to try once they get going. I'm not planning on using it on you... unless you want me to." 

"I'm good. I'd prefer Rhino's tongue..." She titters shyly, tapping her hooves together.

You didn't know that changelings don't gag? She pulls off him, chuckling playfully and kissing the tip of his pride. Well, there's always something else... She slowly moves up his body, trailing kisses and nips on his fluffy belly as she does. 

A bit of adrenaline shoots through his body, from both the sensually predatory way Luster is looking at him and moving, and a part of him still nervous what Gel would think of this. Still, after hours of this, the stallion is pretty much just letting things happen at this point. He can't deny the slight shiver her actions send through him either. 

She pauses as she crouches above him, teasingly nibbling at his jawline. Such lust... why don't you focus on your love for a bit? She lowers her hips against his stomach, rubbing the smooth chitin of her stomach against his pride. I'm sure she's enjoying the show... 

However much he doubts that last statement, it does serve to turn his thoughts to his wife. A slight wag of his tail marks the point that his thoughts seem to calm a little at her presence in them. 

Luster giggles, her horn lighting up and positioning his tip at her flower. Perfect. Without any pause, she steadily, incessantly pushes down onto him, moaning as he spreads her inexplicably tight passage wide around him once more. 

The stallion grunts as he once again feels the embrace of the same tunnel he has felt many times before this night. Same as all the other times, it remains as taut as it was, and only slightly slicker than when they started. The only real difference, is that last round, he could swear he felt the results of his previous excursions at the very end of her tunnel, as if it was as far as they could go now because everything beyond that point is filled. 

Before long, he's all the way inside her again, and she pauses, panting softly. She chuckles, rubbing the top of his head. Last ride of the night. She sits up on his lap, winking down at him. Best make it count, hmm? She quickly lifts her hips, pulling a third of him out of her. A brief pause, and then she drops back onto his lap, a loud moan coming from her lips. 

His eyes widen as he tenses from both the sensation and sound. His hips buck upward reflexively as he watches the expression on the nymph's face. 

Her tongue lolls out and a seductive smirk forms on her lips. Like that, did you? She rises up once more, waiting for a moment. Here's some more. She immediately starts bouncing on his lap, the slaps of their flesh and the lustful moans from her lips forming a carnal symphony. 

Meanwhile, Fiddles' tail flicks excitedly as she watches. Looking down for the minimum time needed, she slips on the toy, putting one end inside her with a shiver as he eyes lock onto the bouncing nymph. "Oh yes..." 

Gel glances at her, eyes wide in shock. "I... you... what are you doing?" Her gaze darts to the couple and back, nervous. 

She raises an eyebrow at the navy nymph as she stands, the false phallus dangling beneath her. "Didn't you hear them? This is the last round of the night. I for one, am getting in on it." With resolute steps the mare trotts over to the bed and hops up, wrapping her forelegs around the purple nymph on the downstroke of a pump. "Room for one more?" she presses the toy against the tight violet rosebud above the already-penetrated slit. 

Luster smiles warmly, wrapping her tail around her wife's hips. Oh, definitely. Her horn lights up once more, this time turning the vibrator inside of the mare's slit on. Be gentle, though. We haven't used that hole in a while... 

Fiddles giggles and moans as she feels the toy inside her. I know... She playfully bits and tugs lightly on one of the nymph's ears. I know how to treat you. She puts pressure behind the toy, wiggling her hips a bit until it slides in. 

She moans sweetly, leaning back against her chest. Ooh... that's it... She smirks, gently nibbling her neck.

Gel blushes brightly, her thighs clamping together at the sight before her. She glances at her husband and decides that it probably wouldn't hurt, slowly walking over to him on her trembling legs.

Thoroughly pinned by in the increased weight on his shaft, Rhino instead turns his head to his wife. He looks at her with a small smile. "How are you doing, love?" 

"A little lonely." She smiles, leaning down and nuzzling his cheek. "May I have a kiss?" 

His smile is soft as silk as he replies. "Always."

With that one word, she catches his lips with hers. She gently cups his cheek, trying to ignore the bouncing of the nymph behind her. 

Likewise, Rhino's mind compartmentalizes, one part of it acknowledging and enjoying the sensations to his lower half while the other allows him the bliss of the one in his upper half. Both parts are quite content, as shown by the gentle way he kisses Gel. 

The navy nymph pulls away, smiling warmly at him. "I love you... and I'm glad you love me..." She nuzzles his cheek, giggling softly. "Though... I'm surprised you were able to give so much... even with the potion..." 

He shrugs, still smiling as he gives her an affectionate lick. "I had more, so why not give it? Honestly... I stopped counting once we got into double digits." Whispering quietly into her ear, he adds, "I did always look forward to when it would be you though." 

Her cheeks turn bright blue, but she gives him a lidded gaze. "Oh? That's wonderful to hear... just so you know, though..." She leans close, whispering into his ear. "I believe it's about to be fifty times... do you think we need to do more, tomorrow, love?" 

"Somehow I think if fifty doesn't get her pregnant, we're doing something wrong." He chuckles quietly, interrupted by a groan from the bouncing on his pride and the moans from both females down there. "Plus... I'm not sure I'll be up for doing too much other than going home tomorrow... that potion does it's job, but you know I wasn't really in the shape to go anywhere outside the house last time we used it." 

"Fair enough..." She sticks her tongue out at him. "I wanted to spend more time having fun with you, though... maybe on our date night, then?" 

"Sounds good to me." He nuzzles her. "It was wonderful feeling you again by the way..." 

"I know..." Gel pulls him into a deep kiss, giggling as he groans into it. I really did forget how you felt inside me... thanks for reminding me... 

His tongue works its way inside her mouth as he responds. Always. 

She closes her eyes, happily letting him dominate her tongue as she deepens the kiss further. So much love in the air... the foal is going to be healthy for sure... She purrs, moaning a bit into their kiss to spur him on.

Luster, meanwhile, has worked herself into a lustful, hot mess, moaning and squealing without shame as she feels him starting to pulse inside her. H-he's getting close, sugar... and so am I... 

As she thrusts into the tight hole with her toy again, Fiddlesticks smiles and lets out a small whine. Me too... Feel like making one last intense session as both your holes are ravaged? She presses herself against the nymph's back, planting her hindlegs in anticipation of the response. 

The indigo changeling giggles, winking at her. You know me so well. The vibrator is set to its highest setting, and she grinds her flanks against the mare's belly. Show me what you've got. 

A spark in her eye, the mare gips the nymph tightly as she presses her against the stallion's chest, causing him to let me a sudden breath from the weight. Almost like a stallion herself, Fiddles starts pumping Luster back and forth on both the real stallionhood and fake one, her eyes squeezed shut as she works for her own burning loins. 

The nymph in question yelps, shocked at the fierce pounding and the items filling both her holes. Her eyes glaze over and her tongue hangs out of her mouth, groaning and moaning lewdly from the pleasure both the stallion and the mare are giving her.

Gel pulls away and looks at the couple, giggling quietly and bumping his side. "Look at that, love... you're making her feel that way... so full of ecstasy that she might pass out..." 

Rhino's mental barrier shattered, he struggles  to gain the will to speak as his body heats up and builds pressure. Letting out a low groan, he forces out words. "Apparently... one second..." He focuses on the duo on his chest, bucking his hips upwards to heighten their experience. 

I... I can't handle it! Luster whines, pressing her head against his barrel. P-please... give me everything! 

Both ponies oblige her wishes. At first one goes in when the other goes out, but soon both are pounding in complete sync, filling her up completely. Rhino is the first to go over the edge, giving a long groan, his eyes widening as his feels himself splashing more of his seed into the nymph. Fiddles is not far behind, giving a low keening moan as she pushes Luster as far onto the toy as she can as a dribble of liquid comes from her slit before she collaspes on top of them. 

The indigo nymph throws her head back, her mouth open in a silent cry of ecstasy. Her body locks up, her holes clamping down harshly on his length and the toy.

Gel, meanwhile, stares in utter shock, an eye twitching slightly. "I... I guess I'm lucky he sated me so well, earlier..." She clears her throat, patting the bed shyly. "So... anyone care to sleep, now?" 

The other three eventually come down from their highs. Fiddles gets off first, throwing the toy to one side of the rooms carelessly and flopping down onto the bed. With a popping sound, Luster joins her curling up next to her. Rhino, meanwhile, blinks at the ceiling with a slight pant, looking to his wife with longing... but not in a sexual way, instead one of a loving need.

Casting one glance at the other two, he shifts to make more room, patting the spot beside him and smiling to Gel. "There's a spot saved specially for you." 

She smiles warmly, accepting the spot and gently kissing him. "Thank you, love..." She nuzzles his chest, sighing happily. "So... my heat's in a few days..." She winks at him teasingly. "How does that make you feel?" 

"Strangely enough... after nine months without it, I kind of look forward to it." His hooves wrap around her, bringing her against him. "Of course, we never know the exact day it crops up, just the usual week it will, but still..." He plants a light kiss on her lips.

"True..." She giggles, tenderly kissing him back. "I like to think of it as... a pleasant surprise..." She smirks at him and cuddles up against his body. 

He nods, relaxing quickly. "Yes... that's exactly what it is..." His horn flickers briefly as he turns off the lights. "Why don't we get some sleep for now? I don't know about you, but for me... it's been a long day." 

She hugs him tightly, burying her cheek in the fluffiness of his fur. "I couldn't agree more..."

> Chapter 24: Post Date
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Rhino chuckles, his horn lighting up as his hat flies into the closet. "Did you want me to take them off myself, or am I reading that look in your eyes correctly by guessing you want to do it?" 

She giggles softly, her horn dimly lighting up. "I don't know." She pulls her glasses off, smiling playfully at him. "Which would you prefer?" 

"Hmm..." He he leans over, nipping her neck just above the shoulder of her dress. "Do I get to return the favor?" 

She shivers at the action, leaning up and nipping him in kind. "You would, yes." Her hooves run along his chest, catching the edges of his coat and slowly pulling it off. "All but the earrings, of course." 

"As you wish, my little love bug." Balancing while lifting up a foreleg so she can get his jacket off, the stallion leans forward more and grabs the zipper of her dress, dragging it down her spine. 

She blushes softly as he does this, steadily revealing inch after inch of her back. She floats away his jacket and smiles coyly, leaning forward and taking part of his shirt in her teeth. With surprising dexterity, she undoes one button before nuzzling his chest and repeating the process for the next one. 

He rubs his neck against hers as they cross. Reaching the bottom of her zipper, his head rears back up and he deftly slides the fabric off her shoulders. 

She sighs in relief as her wings extend, stretching after being cooped inside the cloth for so long. As she starts around the spot between his forelegs, she gives him a teasing lick before continuing. 

He hums appreciatively as she does this. Pulling the front of her dress down to the point where she needs to step out of it, he licks her chest much like she did his. 

She lifts her legs out of her outfit, tenderly rubbing his mane as she coos softly in his ear. Her magic works his buttons free at the same pace, as she is unable to continue with her mouth, at that moment. 

She reaches the last button as he reaches the last step in removing her outfit. He grins and lets out a small growl as he moves down her body again, grab the skirt of the dress and starting to slide it down her flank. 

She immediately stops, biting her lip to hold in a delighted squeal. She turns around, making it easier for him, and gives him an embarrassed smile, her tail flicking excitedly. 

Rearing up, he smiles back as he starts dragging her dress down with his hooves now, rubbing her chitin as he does so. He sniffs her tail lightly as he finally brings the fabric down her legs and to the ground. 

The nymph shivers softly, the chilly air of the house brushing over her. She quickly rounds on him, ducking beneath his barrel and nuzzling his belly, taking her time and tossing the dress with her magic into the laundry bin. 

He shivers, nipping her back as she does all this. 

After a few more seconds of teasing, she finally undoes the button. With a brief kiss just below this, she pulls away and carefully slips off his shirt, smiling coyly at him. "Enjoy that, love?" 

"Very much so, you?" He nuzzles her. 

"Yes, but..." She smirks, playfully nipping his nose. "I want a little more." 

"Well, I do recall you mentioning that you wanted to do some things... I'm game for whatever you have in mind." He plants a light kiss on her muzzle. 

"Perfect." Gel giggles, bringing out a quilt from the closet. "Give me a few minutes, then come to the living room. I want this to be just right..." She walks out of the room, leaving before he can even respond. 

The stallion just smiles, waiting the required time with eagerness. To spend said time, he walks over to his daughter, leaning down and giving her a nuzzle. 

She hugs her toy a little tighter in response, whining quietly. "Dada..." 

"Right here, Ruby..." He whispers back, kissing her forehead. 

She smiles, relaxing but never letting go of the emerald block. "Dada..." 

With a smile full of love, the stallion leans back up and heads downstairs to the living room. 

Evidently the nymph had a few items folded up into the quilt she had brought down. With the couch moved against the wall, the center of the room is now dominated by the soft quilt in it's center. Atop the fabric, Gel poses on scattered rose petals, now donning her favorite sky blue panties, socks striped with the same color, as well as her wedding earrings. Behind her, a fire crackles merrily, providing the only lighting in the room, giving it a slightly dim, but warm and inviting feeling. 

Rhino gapes at the sight, his eyes wide. "Wow..." 

She laughs brightly, waving him closer. "I'm glad you like it, love. I was worried it'd be a bit too much..." 

"I don't think I could ever get too much of you, " he replies as he steps toward he, a soft look in his eyes. 

"Good to know..." She wistfully sighs, stretching out on the blanket. 

Rhino smiles wider, letting out a small growl as he closes the distance between them and traps her lisp in a kiss, lightly pushing against her. 

She hums quietly, eagerly accepting the kiss and pulling him down on top of her. She gently strokes his cheek with a cotton-clad hoof, smiling up at him. 

He only smiles back, gently continueing the kiss. His hooves caress her as they lay there, enjoying the feeling of being with the other. 

Gel eventually has to break the kiss, panting quietly. "I didn't think... you could get better at that..." She giggles and winks at him, content to simply lay on the quilt like this. 

The stallion leans down, gently nibbling on her ear for a moment  before kissing it. "I didn't either, but I've always been instinctual on that sort of thing." He moves to her neck, blowing on it lightly before kissing that too. 

She coos softly, running her hoof along his nape. "Or maybe you just... know me that well..." Her eyes slowly close, a happy hum escaping her lips. 

"True..." He continues standing over her as he speaks, still planting kisses, though now they are on her chest. "Considering the success of your surprises, I think the same can be said of you." 

"Thanks, love..." She bites her lip, arching her back and gently pushing herself up against him. Her forelegs fall to her sides as she lets herself relish the sensation. 

He chuckles, asking teasingly, "Oh? Are you enjoying this?" He nuzzles her chest to punctuate his statement. 

"Oh, absolutely..." She happily sighs, but it turns to a sweet little moan when his hoof rubs her thigh. 

He whispers breathily into one of her ears. "You know... it's been a while since we were simply able to enjoy each other like this..." His hoof draws small circles on her flank. 

She squeaks, her face tinting cerulean as she brings her forehooves to her chest. "I guess it has... aside from that one time with Luster and Fiddlesticks..." She frowns for a split-second before getting her expression back under control. "I get what you mean, though..." 

Spotting the brief change in expression, he tilts his head in concern. "Something wrong?" 

She shakes her head, sheepishly smiling. "N-nothing important, love." 

He looks at her closely a moment longer before speaking. "If you say so..." Shifting, he lays down next to her, curling his forelegs around her and bringing her close. Nuzzling her, he speaks quietly, but with conviction. "I love you... Immeasurably so." 

She tucks her head under his chin, hiding the relieved smile on her lips. "And I love you, just as much..." 

"And that only makes me love you more." He finishes, hugging her whole body to his, their hearts beating in sync. 

She sighs softly, snuggling just a little closer to him. 

Soon enough though, his hooves start getting restless and begin stroking her back, even doing small swirls around her wings. His horn lights up and a petal rises from the floor, landing on her ear before he takes both of them into his mouth, nipping teasingly. 

She giggles and coos at his touch, relaxing a little further. Feeling his teeth on her ear, however, she squeaks in surprise, tensing right back up. 

He chuckles, slipping the petal into his mouth with his tongue. "You and your noises..." He takes another petal, setting it on her nose and nipping that off deftly as well. "They drive me crazy..." 

"I'm glad to hear that... however..." Gel sticks her tongue out at him. "You'll need to work to get some more out, love..." 

He grins at her, a bit of anticipation evident in his tone. "Oh do I now? I think that can be arranged..." He darts forward and nips her neck. 

She bites her lip, holding back a squeal. She winks at him, stroking his crest tenderly. 

"Hmm..." He lightly strokes a hoof down her chitin, stopping just above her panty line. "How to make you so overcome that you have no choice but to squeal... and that will probably render you completely at my mercy too... unable to do anything to stop me..." 

The navy nymph blushes brightly, squirming underneath him. She quickly presses her legs together, trying to tease him a bit more. 

His horn lights up again as more petals float up from the floor. One lands on her neck, which he nips up. Another lands on her chest, and meets the same fate. Another on her stomach, eaten like the rest. Finally, one lands on the very edge of her sky blue under garment. 

Her eyes widen as she watches with bated breath, her forehooves covering her mouth at this point. 

His tongue snakes out, pressing down and lapping up the petal, dragging the fabric down a tiny bit as he does so, the barest hint of the tops of the light blue mounds underneath peeking out. 

She shivers softly, pulling her hooves away slightly to reveal a small smile. "You'll have to try a little harder, sweetie..." 

"Hmm..." He brings his head back up to hers, two petals floating up with him. "I have an idea of where to put these, but I think it might be interesting for you to place them where you want." 

She taps her chin, humming in thought. After a moment the petals get enveloped in her blue aura, bringing them down to rest on her covered mounds. 

He grins, giving her a kiss. "My thoughts exactly." He lets go of her, turning down to her waist. His tongue snakes out of his mouth again, waiting a moment before striking at its targets as it wraps around one of them. 

Her back quickly arches in response, and a soft moan escapes her lips. What they don't notice is a tiny drop that leaks out of the peak and onto the petal. 

Scraping the top of the mound as it does so, Rhino's tongue draws the petal back in. "As he chews it, he gets a thoughtful look on his face. "Hmm..." 

She covers her mouth with a hoof, eyes twinkling in curiosity. "What's on your mind, sweetie?" 

"A particular odd sweet taste that I've had before, but I could never remember the source..." He looks to the other rose-covered teat. "Hmm..." He bends down, taking the petal with a little more pressure than the first one, but still gently. 

She moans sweetly before her hoof muffles her, feeling her mound express a little more milk than the other, and some directly on his tongue. She smirks behind her leg, her tail swishing beneath him as she waits. "A good 'odd'?" 

"I think so..." He clearly sees and tastes what the source is now. Looking slightly nervous as he pops the damp petal into his mouth, he swallows before turning to his wife. "Is it... ok that I enjoy the taste of your milk?" 

Gel giggles brightly, nodding to him. "It is, love. I was hoping you would, anyways..." She trails off, her face burning from her blush. 

"Oh?" He tilts his head. "Any particular reason why?" 

"I, um..." She turns away slightly, tapping her hooves together. "Y-you could say... it's a little fantasy of mine..." 

"Hmm... I do always seem to enjoy your fantasies," he muses as he lightly traces a hoof above her teats. 

She shivers at the touch, mewling softly in pleasure. "A-and... I-I snuck you my milk a couple times... j-just to see if you'd like it..." She covers her mouth, mortified that she blurted that out. 

His reaction to this is fairly non-chalante as he scoops up another drop and licks it off his hoof. "That does explain the lack of patterns when my milk tasted off... And here I was doing little tests with what I ate before drinking it and paying attention to what milk came from what cow..." 

"It didn't come from a cow." She sticks her tongue out. "It came from a changeling. So there." 

He nods. "So it did." He leans up kissing her again, more deeply this time before breaking it. "So... I take it you want me to have more?" 

The corner of her lips pulls up in a half-smile, and her gaze becomes lidded. "If you want to, sweetie." 

"Well, I'd hate to be the one to deny your fantasy..." He slowly moves back down her. "And I do like the taste..." 

The nymph bites her lip, trembling in anticipation. Her hindlegs spread slightly, giving him more ease of access.

Reaching the two mounds, he slides her panties down a bit more to expose them to the air completely, a slight shimmer of wetness on their surfaces. With a gentle, slightly hesitant touch, his tongue presses down on one of them. 

She coos softly, her hoof resting lightly on top of his head. "A little harder, love... I'll be fine..." 

Still not using his lips yet, he presses down and swirls around her teat with his tongue. 

Another singular drop leaks out the tip, directly onto his tongue. She moans just as quietly as before, her back arching in pleasure. 

Slurping up the drop, he peeks back up to her face, watching it carefully before looking back at his current focus. Leaning down, he locks his lips around the teat, sealing it in and giving the lightest of sucks. 

She squeaks, her body spasming slightly as a fair amount of the liquid is drawn into his mouth. At the same time, a small, dark patch on her panties appears.

He swallows the milk in his mouth, licing his lips afterward. "Mmm... tasty. I can see why Ruby loves it." 

"She does... but I'm sure she'll be willing to share..." She smirks, rubbing the top of his head. "Of course, we don't have to let her know, either..." 

His face scrunches in thought for a moment, something nagging at him. "I... would prefer not to think about this as even potentially depriving her of food... maybe this is just me draining the excess?" 

"That's fine with me... so..." She lets her foreleg rest against her chest once more and bats her eyelashes at him. "Care to help me with the excess?" 

"I'd love to." With those words, he latches back on, licking the teat inside his mouth just as he used to before they had Ruby. It's just wetter and fuller now. He gives the nipple an experimental long suck to see how Gel reacts. 

She moans passionately, and rather loudly, her soft mound releasing another mouthful for him. She bites her lip and closes her eyes tightly, trying to keep herself from making any more outbursts like that. 

This however, is the exact opposite of the stallion's cause. His ears are straight up and attentive as he moves to the other teat, swallowing the drink on the way and giving a suck just as long and a little harder once he gets there. 

Despite being muffled, her moan is just as passionate, and almost as loud. She gasps for air, panting wantonly as he takes another draw from her needy mounds. 

A shiver going down his spine from her moans, the stallion devises a better strategy. He begins a rhythmic pattern of sucking, flicking the top with his tongue, swallowing, and repeating as he massages both teats with his hooves, enjoying their soft-yet-firmness. 

She feels as if her body is going into overdrive, her head thrown back and her back arching in ecstasy. Yes, just like that! She pushes her hips up against his lips, her moans starting to edge on delighted squeals. 

Now motivated by what he is driving her towards as well as the constant reward of milk, Rhino continues his efforts. Still laying next to her as he does all this, he can feel his own excitement growing as he switches teats, but still plays with the top of the unoccupied one with a hoof. 

She can feel the familiar tensing in her belly, her tongue lolling out the corner of her mouth as he rapidly pushes her towards blissful release. I... oh, Luna, I can't last like this! 

Teasingly, he thinks back to her. I wonder if these squirt when you release too... guess we'll find out. He wraps his hooves around her teats, squeezing both the one in his mouth and the one not, his horn lighting up and tugging lightly on the nipple his mouth isn't servicing, simulating sucking. 

Gel brings a hoof to her lips, biting it to stifle the cry of pleasure as she flies over the edge. Her sky-blue panties swiftly turn dark blue, and her teats indeed spray both his mouth and his cheek at the same time. 

Bracing himself and being sure not to choke as she rides out her release, the stallion waits and slowly drinks, his sucking light but maddening on her sensitive areas. Eventually though, her back half falls back to the ground from arching, and he pops his lips off her, looking around at the various liquids dripping off her. This just makes him smile lovingly as he moves back up to her face, giving her a kiss as she comes to. "Sounds like you enjoyed it." 

"I did..." She laughs a little, smiling sweetly up at him. "What about you, love?" 

His nose flaring once as he smells the results of his efforts soaked into her panties, he answers. "I enjoyed the little snack, quite sweet, and it came with quite a show." 

"Oh?" She smirks, her tail idly brushing up between his legs. "I guess your friend enjoyed it, too. I'm glad..." 

"Heh, yes, he's quite riled up now." He nuzzles her. "You're just too sexy for him to contain himself..." 

"That's so sweet..." Smiling coyly, she rubs his cheek with a cotton-clad hoof. "Why don't we let him play, then? He deserves it, doesn't he?" 

He leans into the hoof, humming lightly. "I'd like that..." 

"Then go ahead, sweetie..." She reaches under him, stroking the underside of his pride with the edge of a hoof. "Do what feels right." 

The stallion shifts, turning onto his back as she works. His length stands tall and proud as he does this, projecting that it is willing, but unsatisfied at the moment. 

She tenderly licks along the length of him, moving a hoof down to cup his orbs as she tends to him. She closes her eyes, humming contentedly as she does this, eager to help him feel wonderful. 

His tension seems to drain out of him as she works, a relaxed sigh proving her effectiveness. His tail flicks idly beneath him, sometimes flicking up and grazing her neck. 

How far would you like me to go, sweetie? She leans up, teasingly tracing the head of his pride with her tongue. Straight over, or just at the edge? 

Wouldn't want to go off early during the next part... so over I think... He gives a twitch and shiver as her tongue lightly circles his head. 

Fair enough... She giggles brightly, slowly kissing along the underside of his length, punctuating each one with a tiny flick of her tongue against the soft flesh.

His shaft gives a pulse while its owner takes in a long hissing neath, letting it out as a quiet groan. "Doing great, love..." 

She smirks slightly as she makes her way back up to the tip, flashing a toothy smile to show him her fangs as they disappear. She doesn't let that sink in, promptly pulling him into her mouth, her tongue dancing around his pride. 

As the sudden wave of pleasure assaults his brain and body, the stallion arches his back a lifts his hips up. His eyes roll back into his head momentarily as he lets out another loud groan of appreciation. 

She hums around him, carefully bobbing her head along the first few inches of his length. She lovingly sucks and licks, alternating between them every few seconds. 

The stallionhood starts getting used to her ministrations, throbbing in time with her. As is usual when they are doing this, Rhino's hooves start to get a little fidgety for lack of anything to do, so one of them moves down and begins stroking Gel's mane. 

She sighs quietly, pulling away and leaning into his hoof. She coos sweetly, her ears twitching slightly as her own sock-clad hooves continue to tenderly stroke him. 

Laying back, he continues rubbing her head, simply enjoying the feeling of the slowly increasing pressure in his loins. As he watches her, he comments. "You know... you're adorable when your ears twitch." 

She blushes brightly, a shy smile on her lips. T-thank you... you're cute with some milk on your lips. She sticks her tongue out at him before leaning over and licking up a drop of liquid from the tip of his pride. 

His length twitching mightily in response to the lick, he continues speaking. "You did give me a lot to work with... practically an all-you-can-drink tap." 

To be fair, your tongue helped get most of that from them... She pops just the flared tip of his length into her mouth, sucking gently and licking the tiny slit at the tip once more. I hope I can get some of my own favorite milk, though... She playfully bats her eyelashes at him. Pretty please? 

Trying to crack a smile but ending up coming out as more of a wince as the pleasure goes straight up his spine. Still, the smile returns after a moment once he gathers his thoughts to speak. "Of course... you'll have to keep working for it though." He winks. 

As soon as he says this, she chuckles, starting to pull off him. If that's what it takes... She switches directions, swiftly pulling the whole of his pride into her mouth. Her nose bumps up against his belly with just enough force to elicit a small squeak from her throat. 

His breath hitches as he feels the warmth of her mouth envelope him. His length twitches and pulses rapidly inside her, but nothing more. Though he tries to stop himself, he can't help but give a slight upward thrust. 

She pulls herself off slowly, pausing for breath with just the tip between her lips. Then, just as quickly as before, she hilts him inside her, moaning softly as she repeats this action, her tongue slowly wrapping and stroking around the warm flesh in her mouth, his musk starting to overwhelm her senses. 

The pseudo thrusts start working their magic on the stallion, pressure gathering in his length. He lets out a grunt everytime she goes down now, his mind going cloudier and cloudier as time passes. 

After a few minutes, she stops, pulling nearly all the way off him. She teasingly flicks her tongue over the tip once more, giggling brightly. I wonder if I should stop... what do you think, love? 

Feeling himself teetering on the edge of release, the stallion growls out. "I think... you're going to make it difficult to stay gentle like I was planning in round two..." 

Oh? She pulls completely off, tenderly licking the length between her forehooves. And if I stop completely? 

After a moment of gathering his frustrated thoughts, he responds in a husky voice. "Then I guess you're going to learn how to muffle yourself, otherwise your screams may wake up the little ones." 

She stops mid-lick, smirking slyly at him and letting go of him. "What's to say I don't want that?" She brings over a small towel, waving it to him playfully. "I think this can muffle my noises well enough..." 

"So can this," he sticks out his tongue for a moment, "even if it is the cause half the time." 

"True." She quickly moves up his body, passionately kissing him. I do prefer this, anyways. She reaches down, pressing his pride against his belly as she strokes along it. As well as this... 

His hips buck against her hoof as she strokes, trying to stimulate themselves more to cross the final line. At the same time, the hoof that had been stroking her mane moves lower down on her, barely able to reach her flanks and grab them. 

She pulls her hoof away and moans sweetly into the kiss, pushing back against his hoof. "Naughty colt... trying to finish so soon?" She pulls away and lays down on her back, her tail flicking idly as she watches him between her legs, her voice turning sultry. "And here I thought you wanted me like this..." 

His eyes narrow at her as he suddenly flips onto his hooves, closing the distance between them. Positioning himself above her, he touches her nose with his own as he speaks quietly, pressing his tip up against the soaked fabric of her panties as he does so. "You are just being a tease tonight, aren't you?" He lightly kisses her. 

"I try." She bucks her hips up, groaning softly in need. "You're making that a little hard, though..." 

"You should probably brace yourself then." He shifts his hips a bit, his tip moving the panties to one side without pulling them down. Suddenly, he locks his lips with hers, thrusting all the way in with the same motion and flooding her with his seed as he drives himself over the edge. 

She squeals in ecstasy, her legs clutching his hips, holding him close so he won't pull out. She pants softly as she breaks the kiss, her cheeks flushed bright blue. "Darn... I was hoping you'd rut me..." She sticks her tongue out teasingly. 

"Who says I still won't?" He gently kisses her before continuing. "This way, I can focus more on making this session long, gentle, and romantic. Probably still a bit of rutting at some points though." He punctuates the last statement with a nip on her neck. 

The nymph shivers, mewling softly at the touch. "I-I look forward to it, love..." She brings up a hoof, sheepishly trying to clean up some of the milk transferred onto her cheek from their previous kisses. 

His tongue snakes out and licks it up before she can get to it. "I might want a second round of that as well... if you have more to give of course." 

She shyly smiles at him, nodding eagerly. "I'd like that, too... and I'm sure I have more..." 

"Well then," he kisses her once more, shifting his hips and grinning at how she squeaks because of it. "Let's keep going then."