Surprise!
John yawned as the clocks neared six fifteen. “Less than a minute to go,” he hummed as the tick-tocking blanked his mind for the twentieth time that shift. “I wanna be home, with my-” his words and thoughts were drowned out by the cacophony of ringing, chiming, chirping and squaking of dozens of clocks.
He covered his ears, shut his eyes, and counted the seconds down until they stopped. “John, time to go home,” his boss said from the back room.
“Thank you, Mister Clockwork.”
A green earth pony poked his head around the corner to the back office. “What’d I tell you about all that ‘mister’ stuff?”
John tapped his chin and acted like he was thinking. “That it’s time for me to go home,” he replied.
Clockwork chuckled and leaned back. “Humans, I swear you’ll drive me crazy one of these days,” he returned with a small cloth bag of bits. “Twelve bits for a great day’s work. Keep it up, you’re a good salespony.”
“Salesman,” John said with a slight frown as he took the offered bits.
“Well, Mister Man,” Clockwork winked and John sighed, looking at the ceiling of the clock shop, “we’re at an impasse, aren’t we?”
“Whatever you say, boss,” John rolled his left hand, “but I’ve gotta go. It’s been a long day,” he gestured to the clocks that decorated every wall.
“Indeed, turn the sign when you go, please. I’m closing shop early tonight. Without my number one salespony, we just don’t seem to sell as much.”
With a final exaggerated eye roll, John turned away from his boss and left the shop, closing the door gently after turning the open sign to closed. “Lousy speciest,” he grumbled and took a step back, nearly stepping on Fluttershy. “Oh sheeze on a bun!”
“I’m sorry, John! I didn’t mean to bother you, I’ll just go away,” she hung her head so low her snout nearly touched the ground, hiding her smirk.
“Don’t be that way, ‘Shy. You’re almost never a bother,” he winked and Fluttershy stood tall, showing her smirk.
“You’re just difficult sometimes, you know that?”
“I know, but as much as I’d love to trade witty banter; I wanna get home. It’s been a long day,” he yawned again.
“Oh, don’t let me keep you. I’m certain Rainbow Dash misses you, so hurry up and get back. I’m certain she’s cooked you a nice meal, after such a long day away from each other.”
“Hey, tease all you want; just don’t let it get back to RD. You know how she is in public.”
A quiet titter escaped the yellow mare. “I do, and it’s why we all like her.”
He smiled smugly. “Just ‘like’?”
“You’re hers stallion, er, man,” Fluttershy looked at a rock she’d lightly kicked with her forehoof, “you should only love her.”
An eye roll preceded his farewell. He passed many ponies heading home before the sun set, waving and offering generic greetings and trading well wishes until he reached his cozy house near the edge of town. He glanced at the windows, looking and smelling for smoke. Finding his senses clear, he noticed the upper floor window was open before he opened the door.
“Love, I’m home,” he called and barely finished when a Rainbow maned mare pressed against his chest in a gentle hug, her blue socks were soft and comforting, and her red collar jingled quietly as she pressed to him while he hugged her back.
Rainbow looked over his shoulder and tugged his shirt, encouraging him inside. He shut the door behind him and wrapped his left arm around her back, just behind her wings, while the other held her haunches to distribute her weight better.
“I missed you, Johnny,” she said quietly while biting his shirt, tugging him toward the dining room.
“What’s with the pulling? You’re not usually so,” he trailed off when he looked at the meal on the table. “Dash, is that fish?”
She giggled and nodded, hugging him and nuzzling into his shirt. “You deserve it, working so hard to take care of the house like a strong man should.”
He smiled and hugged her close, while his right hand slid slightly, his forearm brushing over her panties and stopping when he felt her wetness. Rainbow gasped when he slipped his thumb into her wet foalhole for lubrication before sliding up her slit and circling her anus. She bit her lip and leaned back to look at him.
“Naughty human, dinner first, so we have energy,” looked at him, deep into his blue eyes, and pressed her lips to his, licking his lips with her tongue; causing him to shudder. “I really like when I get you to do that.”
“Only for you, my little anal pet,” he circled her plot and she leaned back.
Rainbow lifted her neck and showed off her collar, proudly. “Just like my tag says,” she said tapping the name tag, then she gave him a playful shove. “Hey, I made this meal special for you, you know. I get a couple days off from Wonderbolting and I wanna spend it with you, so you’d better appreciate it.”
He looked into the dining room and noticed, under the dinner table, several takeout boxes from a restaurant he frequented when they went to Canterlot. He leveled her a sardonic look that Rainbow scoffed at. “What, it was really hard work!” she stammered when his thumb penetrated her while she was gloating. “Bad human,” she hovered and backed away. “After supper,” she winked, “or no fun later.”
“You wouldn’t do that to me, would you?” He raised his hands in defeat when she crossed her forelegs over her chest. “Okay, I’m just excited to eat. It smells just like Le Gryph.”
She rubbed her foreleg anxiously. “Really? Didn’t think you’d notice. Anyway,” she flew around him and pressed her snout against his lower back, pushing, “eat up, I’ve gotta get ready for you.”
“Wait, ready for me? Aren’t you eating with me?”
“Nope: you eat, I go. Hurry up,” she shoved him one last time toward the chair and swooped around his front. She landed and bit the waistband of his pants, tugging them down. “And no pants, house rules.”
He laughed and wiggled with her pulls. “I know, I made them with you.”
He took his seat and scooted the chair closer, the soft cushion saving his bottom from the pain of a hard seat. He began to eat, then he stopped with his spoon inches from his mouth. I didn’t forget something, did I? he wondered to himself. Crap, anniversary? Holiday? Birthday?
Nervously, he resumed eating while anxious of what he’d forgotten. Minutes passed and before he knew it he was almost done with his meal. Quiet flapping tickled his hearing and he swallowed his mouthful, taking a drink of wine to wash his mouth clean. “Hey, Love, you made magic happen again.”
“Hey, come into the living room,” Rainbow called, her voice sultry, scratchy, and excited. She grinned when she saw his reaction. “Like it? It’s called lingerie, Rarity made it for me; for you.”
He looked his mare over from nose to tail. A tight plum colored lacy garment covered her body from the base of her mane to her dock, seeming to add more color to her than she normally had. “You’ve been working so hard lately,” she said blushing and turning her cheeks almost the same color as her outfit, “and I know it’s been a long time since we did anything, so…” she turned in a circle.
He looked at her and felt his cock getting harder as she turned, but when he saw the purple panties she was wearing, modified by her for easy access to her tailhole, his heart skipped a beat in excitement.
She walked toward him and nuzzled between his thighs, moving her muzzle up to his balls. He hummed as she licked them, her hot breath washing over them, her nose brushing the underside of his now hard and ready member. She giggled when she smelled his musk; after a long day’s work it was strong enough for anypony to tell, but only she could enjoy it.
“That’s my human,” she said as she worked her jaw in preparation. She let her tongue loll and took him inside her mouth, just a little while her tongue wrapped around the middle of his cock, making him wet and easier to take. She rubbed her cheek against him, feeling him brushing against her cheek sent a shiver through her.
“Wingboner,” he teased her and she looked up his body with a forced frown. She didn’t waste any more time and took him into her mouth, barely half fit in her mouth before he tickled the back of her throat so she pulled back a little and reared to place her hooves against his thighs and straightened her neck.
“Take it, Rainbow. I need to cum inside you,” he said as he put his hands on his hips.
She slid her mouth deeper onto him, taking in a deep breath she felt complete as she felt his pubic hair against her lips. A feeling of fullness she’d never share with anyone else, only he could make her feel like a real mare. Swallowing naturally, Rainbow got him to moan while backing him out of her throat.
She started moving her head back and forth, breathing in and out between taking him so deep inside her, she’d move her head slightly and relish the feeling of his cock rubbing the inside of her cheeks. Her left hoof moved between his legs and pressed his balls to his leg while speeding her ministrations. The more he moaned, the faster she moved her head back and forth, until she reached her speed limit. She slowed and focused on techniques he liked; rolling her tongue around his shaft when she’d withdraw, humming as long as she could while taking him all the way inside her. She loved his reactions, using her body to help him stay upright while feeling him get closer to putting some of himself inside her.
He grabbed her mane with his left hand and pulled her close to him, thrusting forward and grunting as he started to fuck her mouth. She moaned when she could and let him have complete control of her. He grabbed one of her ears with each hand, thrusting faster and faster. She reveled in the feeling of him using her, she could feeling his cock getting thicker in preparation of releasing his seed into her stomach.
Finally, he thrust hard and pulled her ears hard enough to sting her head as he let his load course down her throat. He groaned loudly as he pressed her lips against her teeth hard for several thrusts, finally letting her go and taking a step back. Rainbow wasn’t having any of it, walking on her hind legs, following him and sucking, trying to get every drop from him. She rubbed his balls, let her hoof slide along the underside of his shaft, getting each and every drop he could give, at that moment.
Finally his legs gave out and he fell to the floor, freeing himself from Rainbow and, more importantly her from servicing him. She over exaggerated a gulp and licked her lips seductively, smacking her lips. “Mmm, I like how salty it is,” she giggled and cocked her head, giving his puppy eyes. “More?” she asked moving closer to him and letting her underbelly run along his throbbing cock. She kissed his lips softly and moved her hindquarters just right, so he was pressing his cock against the base of her tail. “Please, I wanna be your cocksleeve.” She burped and used her forehooves to push herself up. She used her left wing to wave the scent away, but not before he got the scent of his salty musk on her breath.
He moved quickly and she let him grab her cheeks so he could pull her into a kiss. Her palate was clean -if not a little flavorful-, her tongue soft, and she smelled of hay and berries. “Fuck, you’re amazing.”
She pressed her lips to his and play slapped his cheek. “Wrong ‘A’ word.”
He snarled like a predator making her ears flatten to her head and her legs to tremble when her instincts reacted. She loved being his prey and fanned her wings, climbed off him while taking a few extra steps back while a playful look crossed her face. He leaned forward onto his hands and curled his fingers while moving his legs into a sprinters position.
She giggled when he lunged after her; the chase was on. Hunter versus prey, whoever won would choose the next activity, and they both wanted to win. Rainbow clamped her wings to her sides and relied only on her legs, turning around corners and leaping aside when he’d pounce, laughing when he’d grumble and have to catch up.
That is, until her left forehoof lost traction on some flour he’d tossed on the floor during their last pass through the kitchen. With a cry of fear -that was certainly not from Rainbow Dash- she slid into the cupboards. John turned the corner and used his hand to help him swing around, smiling wide while he leapt for her, biting her on the neck while pulling her into a hug to prevent her from opening her wings and escaping.
Rainbow screamed while they played, letting it dissolve into laughs while he gently kissed the underside of her jaw. “Okay, you win! Predator wins, st-stop,” Rainbow giggled and pressed her forehooved to his head. “Down, boy.” He let her go, let her move around until she was on her hooves again, then he turned her around and lifted her hindquarters to line with him and lay in his back.
What he liked to do next was weird to her and her friends when she’d talk about it, but she didn’t complain when he made his way, biting his way along her underbelly, using his hands to slide her until he reached her teats. She never truly understood, or complained, about the human obsession with teats; but it felt good to have attention on that part of her body by the man she loved, and it did feel good, in a maternal way she’d never hope to understand completely.
She felt him squeezing her cutie marks, and while not an erogenous area she felt herself getting wet in anticipation for what he was preparing for. She knew his tells, his motions, grabs, and sounds; and what they all led to. Her collar clinked and brought a huge smile to her face while he licked and gently suckled at her nipples.
His hands found her panties and he began to tug at them. “No, they stay on tonight,” Rainbow said sternly, meeting his eyes when she looked under herself to see him. He looked up her body and met her beautiful ruby eyes, then nodded. “Good, get back to it,” she waved her forehoof at him, encouraging him to get going and stood tall again, on shaky legs, while he chuckled quietly and obliged her.
He let her panties go and slid his first and middle finger along her wet slit, trailing across her perineum, and then slid them to her plot. Rainbow gasped quietly and bit her left forehoof while he pressed gently against her and bit gently on her teat as he gently pressed his finger in to the first knuckle inside her. “Switch,” she said quickly and flapped her wings, hurrying him to move.
He sat up and turned around as she landed facing away from him, tail lifted and aside, her anus swelling every few seconds with anticipation. He opened the cupboard and grabbed one of the dozens of bottles of lubricant they had all over the house, opened it, and wet his right hand heavily.
Rubbing his fingers together, he smiled at the smoothness and then started to trace circles around his favorite orifice. “Ready, Rainbow?” She nodded and he gently slid his index finger inside her tight body. He pulled out and looked at his finger, then smirked. “You cleaned up, didn’t you? Enema?”
She giggled and shrugged. “Maybe I got a potion from Zecora, maybe not.” He imagined seeing Zecora walking away, her tail held high and showing her sweet tight hole. He got three fingers ready and pressed them to Rainbow’s ass, then penetrated her. “Scheezies, are you using your whole hand?!” she asked and wiggled her wings free.
“Nope, just three,” he answered as he started moving his fingers in and out of her. “Fuck, you’re so tight.”
“Potions; don’t stop,” she said softly. She mewled again and reached down her body, between her legs, and let herself press the wet spot on her panties. He leaned back while she pressed her hoof firmly in place, letting his fingering rock her to her first orgasm. Biting her lip, she whinnied and rocked her hips.
He took her hoof off her panties and sat up, pulling her to him and looking into her eyes while they both got aligned into the right position for penetration. He lowered her, her ruby eyes looking into his blue as he cupped her cheeks in his hand. She squeaked quietly, closed her eyes, and leaned into his chest as his rounded tip slid inside her, her tail brushing between his legs as she lowered, taking him all the way into her bottom.
“You feel so good, so huge inside me.”
“You’re tight, Dash, so fucking tight,” he grunted as he guided their lips together into a passionate kiss. Rainbow used her thighs to pull herself closer to him, earning a pleasant groan from him while she slid along the length of his member, out then in, out and in. “Oh yeah,” he trailed his fingers down her neck and to the base of her open wings, pinching them in her special place.
With a pomf, her wings extended fully and she pushed herself back from his chest to playfully glare into his eyes. “What the hay, John? You know,” she bit her bottom lip and moaned, “what that does to me,” she lowered herself and started rocking back and forth, her winking clit rubbing against his body with each thrust. “Oh, Sweet Celestia, I’m gonna cum for you… Oh yes, John, Johnny!”
She screamed and pressed her hips to his as tightly as she could, her vaginal walls milking his hard cock for all she could. He chuckled while she trembled, starting to use his hands to rock her up and down. “Ponies cum so fast,” he reached under her and felt around his cock as it penetrated inside her, adding a little pressure to himself so he could finish faster.
“N-not m-my fault, j-just…”she mewled and leaned forward, biting his chest, “why do you take so long?!” He didn’t answer, instead he rocked to his knees and stood, holding her tightly to his body. “Gah! What’re you doing?”
“It’s too rough on my knees, I need somewhere softer,” he cupped his hands to either side of her tail and held her, his rubbing cock still moving inside her while her pussy winking tickled his mons pubis slightly. He carried her, now smaller body huddled against his abdomen, through the house and upstairs, she squeaked on each step he took.
Once in their room, he laid her on the bed, taking her hind hooves in his hands while starting to fuck her. He watched her winking pussy, aching for some action, but ignored it when he saw himself entering and nearly exiting her body from a better place. A place he loved and could do whatever he wanted to, not like her sensitive pussy, and it’s near instant multi-orgams.
This way, they’d both have to work at it and she could, usually, last longer that way. Wet slapping sounds filled the room while he sped up, feeling himself finally approach his own peak. Rainbow gasped, panted, and whined while he used her tight hole for his pleasure, knowing what she’d do when he was finished.
She reached a hoof down her body and pressed against her panties, every time his hips would meet hers she’d feel the added pressure on her clit, driving her closer to another orgasm. “Bad pony, no cumming again,” he scolded her and pulled her foreleg away from her body, speeding up and pounding her harder.
“Oh, you think so?” she started rocking with him, each thrust rubbing against the spot inside her rump that helped her reach orgasm faster than her hoof could do. “Ah, I’m cumming again. Cumming for you,” she grunted and arched her back, her legs spasming in his grip as she tightened to the level that he know he couldn’t last through.
“Rainbow, I’m gonna cum soon, I feel it. I’m gonna fill your ass with my seed,” he grumbled and reached forward to grip her forelegs, pressing her to the bed.
“N-no, not there. I wanna... taste it. I want you in my mouth,” she gasped. He leaned back and slid free, emptying her body. She slid down the bed, over the side, to her hindlegs. She took the position she head earlier and opened her mouth, waiting patiently while he gripped his manhood. Imagining her tight ass, leaking his cum down her pussy and across her teats was his fantasy.
A few seconds of work was all it took. “I’m cumming, Rainbow, I’m cumming for you,” he reached forward and grabbed her ears, pulling her mouth onto his cock as he came. Thrusting hard against her muzzle she used her tongue to lick the underside of his cock. The feeling of his hot cream pumping from the underside of what was in her mouth, in time with what she felt splurting against the back of her throat was divine.
He let her ears go so she could free him, only to yelp when she held his legs with her forelegs and tripped him, sucking hard as he fell. “What the hell, R-” he gasped when she bumped his belly with her forehead and pressed her lips down until she felt her nose tickled by his hairs.
Bobbing her head up and down, he shivered and shook, attempts to get her off and save himself from the overwhelming feeling was fruitless because she’d just smack his hands away with her wings. Finally, she sucked hard and pressed her lips tightly closed and lifted her head, ending her torture with a pop and exaggerated swallow. “Ahh, every drop.”
He fell limp to the floor, soft carpet padding his back. “Damn, that was… awesome.”
She giggled and flapped, hovering to his side and nuzzling his side to encourage his to hold her. “That’s the right ‘A’ word,” she lifted a forehoof and he bumped it. “That was great. Salty and filling,” she hummed, “you might not be as big as a stallion, but you sure cum like one.”
“Wait, are you talking about my small penis? Because if you are-” he chuckled when she brought her forehoof to his pectoral in a playful hit.
“You know darn well I don’t care about that! I tell you all the time, you’re awesome and the perfect fit.”
“I hope so, I don’t wanna lose you to some stallion,” he teased her with a poke to her side.
“Nope, you’re the only stallion I need. You aren’t like pony’s, you’re different,” she closed her eyes and yawned. “You’re perfect,” she said drowsily and before he could answer she snored, telling him she was out of the conversation.
He kissed her forehead and sat up, letting her sleep while he went to the bathroom and looked around. He moved to the mirror and looked himself over, admiring his reflection and striking several poses before choosing to use the toilet and start the shower, he had just climbed into the shower when a very groggy Rainbow stepped into it with him. “You’re not taking a shower without me,” she said, shoving him aside so she could stand under the water, letting it wash her mane and coat.
“How’d you get undressed so fast?” John asked the mare as she let the water caress her.
“Psh, because I’m awesome and there are things a mare never tells.”
He reached down and grabbed her tail, lifting her hind hooves off the ground. She squealed and flapped her wings sending water spraying around the shower stall and over the curtain across the room, like a captured duck vying for escape. He let her go and she turned to face him, hovering in the air. “What’s that for, jerk face?”
“Just looking under your tail and making sure I didn’t hurt you,” he smirked.
She moved her foreleg in a wide arc, gently tapping his cheek with the wall of her hoof. “You can’t hurt me, even if you try.” Rainbow pressed her nose to his.
“You have my hair on your face.”
Rainbow closed her wings and landed with loud clacking that resonated through the bathroom and his ears. “Where? I don’t see any,” she crossed her eyes looking along her muzzle.
“Come here, ya big softy,” John said taking a seat and using his hand to quickly move his still firm member aside with one hand while grabbing her with the other and pulling her to his lap. “Sheesh, all these rainbow colors and you can’t see the only ones that don’t match?” he held her while she struggled and sputtered under the water, picking hairs from under her chin and the sides of her muzzle.
“Lemme go, you know I’m not a softie.” Rainbow kicked out and used his reaction to twist free of him and stand tall, puffing her chest; pooly. John laughed and pointed at the soggy fluffy fur and feathers she tried to show off. She flared her plumage just before leaping at him, tackling him over and poking his chest and abs with her hooves. “It’s not funny,” she grumbled while poking him.
“You’re… like a wet pillow,” he grabbed her and held her tight, “a pillow I never wanna let go.”
Rainbow blushed, a small smile started. “Hey,” she turned to look up his body at him, “wash my mane?”
“I’ll do just that,” he said. She got off him and he turned to reach for the shampoo, grabbing open air. “Where’s…” he lifted the curtain and sighed. “Your flapping pushed everything across the bathroom.”
“Less complaining, more getting,” she swiped her wet tail at his face and he spat water scented with equine out of his mouth.
“Nag,” he grumbled when he was outside the curtain on his hands and knees, the bottles were being dragged when a firm tongue wrapped around his dangling dick. “Gah!” he slipped and landed on his belly, his greatest injury being avoided by the soft mouth cushioning it.
Rainbow moved back and fell over laughing. “That was too funny! You fell over like a fish,” she held her sides and rolled under the water, coughing and sputtering when she sucked some water into her mouth.
He squirted shampoo into his hand with a frown. “What was that for?” he asked, scooting closer to the grinning mare. He used his free hand to brush her mane from her eyes.
“Ponies have great hearing, you’re lucky I didn’t bite,” she showed her flat teeth and chomped them.
“You’re lucky, too. Who’d fuck you like I do?”
He didn’t wait for an answer and splatted her head with his shampooed hand. She stepped closer and turned aside, relishing in the feeling of his hands massaging through her mane and against her scalp. “I’d never do that, John,” she mumbled something under her breath.
He smiled. “What was that.”
She huffed, sending water misting off her nose. “Fine,” she mumbled louder, “I like you too much.” He pulled her into a hug from the side that she wasn’t in the mood for. “I said I like you, not I’m sappy for you,” she opened her wing to push him away.
“Wash your mane out, I’ll get your tail.”
“Fine,” she turned and looked into the water as it fell, her mane falling flat against her head and body, quietly giggling when he grabbed her tail, pulling hairs gently enough to tickle and let her know he cared about her, “ouch, why’d you pull my tail?”
“You have knots and snarls, Rainbow,” he said, pulling her tail hairs apart with some effort. “This wouldn’t happen if you tied you mane and tail when you went flying. It’d make you more aerodynamic, too.”
“Psh,” she rolled her eyes, “I’m not AJ, I’m not tying my tail or mane when I go flying. Stunt fliers don’t do ‘pretty’ when we can do smooth.”
She winced as he pulled her tail hairs apart. “There, that should do. Okay, rinse,” he said standing again, his cock bopping her head when he reached full height. He moved and stood under the water, just enough to wet his face. She watched it, standing straight out; then her tongue tingled, reminding her that she wanted more, but had to stop early.
She reared and balanced on her hind legs, fell forward and took him into her mouth, resting her forehooves on his thighs. “Mmmmgggpppf.”
He startled, looking down at the mare as she rocked her head back and forth, sliding him in and out of her lips. “I thought you were… done. Naughty filly,” he leaned back against the wall and adjusted the water away from her face, to wash their legs with warm water, “ah, yeah. Good filly.”
She pulled her mouth free and licked her lips. “You taste a little like hay,” she winked at him.
“You eat… oh,” he smirked, “what we did earlier?”
“It was only a few minutes ago, but I want more. Can I suck you off?”
“Wow, what’s with the language? I thought ponies didn’t talk like that,” he looked down his body at the blue mare.
“We do, just in private or when we’re with really close friends and partners. The way you talk would make Princess Celestia blush,” she looked at the wall, in the direction of Canterlot, “she doesn’t blush.”
“Oh, how would you know?”
Rainbow looked up at him, “Because, she’s her. Whatever, just,” she turned her face forward and took him in her mouth again.
“Shit, yeah,” he moaned while she went to work. She tilted her head side to side while performing her skilled action, savoring the precum when she sucked it out. She let it roll around her mouth, coating her tongue and saturating her saliva. She closed her eyes as she felt her spit coating him while she took him deeper into her mouth, into her throat.
She sucked, licked, and used the frog of her hoof to caress his balls while she hovered in a world of bliss, a perfect moment like that happened only a couple times a week, and she savored everything about it.
“I’m gonna cum soon, Rainbow, keep it up, right there,” was what he said to slowly bring her back to reality just in time to realize he was guiding her head to time with his thrusts. She smiled and opened her mouth, saliva pouring out and letting her giggle as she felt him swelling larger in preparation of release.
She shook her head, letting him know to let her go. She felt him thrust into her mouth with his telling way so she pulled her mouth away from him, then moved her forehoof from his balls to the underside of his shaft, aiming the first string of cum into her eye by accident. She shut her eyes and opened her mouth as rope after rope left him, leaving white spaghetti strands across her face and into her mane.
She coughed and hacked, rubbing her eyes under the water to clear them from the stinging sensation.
“Rainbow, are you okay?” John asked as he recovered from his orgasm.
A final cough and hack, “Yeah, the last one went down my throat. Wrong pipe, and my eyes sting a little,” she blinked her eyes under the hundreds of water droplets, “but fuck that was awesome,” she stepped back and rubbed the cum left on her muzzle into her fur. “I’m done,” she licked her lips and moved past John, shaking water from her body before she left.
He watched her leave and shrugged, taking time to shower himself off. “Hey, Rainbow?” he called out to the mare using the toilet.
“Huh?”
“Why’m I still hard and cumming so much?” he asked, washing his head with strawberry shampoo.
“I potioned your fish,” she answered casually.
He stopped rubbing his face for a second. “Glad you did,” he said quietly.
“I know, it was a great idea,” she giggled and flushed, leaving him alone in the bathroom.
Rainbow picked up her lingerie with her wings and moved them under the bed. “I’ll get that later,” she mumbled. She climbed onto the bed and opened the window.
…
John walked out of the bathroom, rubbing his hair with a towel. “Rainbow?” he asked, looking at the open window. “Went out for a fly to dry off,” he yawned and moved to the bed, tossing the covers open. “Well, at least it’s made,” he grumbled. Brushing the crumbs from under the sheets, he lamented agreeing to let her buy cookies earlier in the day. His eye caught the second book in the Daring Do series under the nightstand. “At least now I understand why,” he rolled his eyes.
Several minutes later he believed he’d gotten all the crumbs out of the remade the bed and dried his sweaty torso off with the towel. He went to the bookshelf and picked out a book, laid on the bed, and took his time reading, lifting the book every so often to see if he’d gone down yet. “Darn it, Rainbow,” he hummed and turned a page.
Several pages later his eyes drooped and started to close, quickly pulling him into a blissful slumber. He didn’t notice the blanket being pulled up to cover his naked body, the lights going out, and the mare kissing gently on his forehead. He did stir when a soft body pressed against his side; he turned and wrapped his arm over her, pulling her close and smelling the lime scent in her mane.
Rainbow was a bubbling cauldron of sappy feelings and thoughts, each making her blush and cringe at how much she felt for him. Why can’t I just tell him how I feel? It’d be awesome of me to just say it, but I just can’t. Why?!