"Back for More"
“Hey, hot stuff. Wanna dance with me?”
Obsidian peered down at the shorter blue furred unicorn mare, who in turn looked up at him with...what he would call a "flirtatious" expression. Except it was so obvious that it looked more like a filly asking her parents for a piece of candy. He held back a groan.
"This isn't really a place where I would prefer to dance, Pixel," he noted, gesturing around him with a finger. The place they were in, of course, was a nightclub; bright lights flashing, music blaring through the speakers, and creatures a few steps away from having a full on rut fest in the middle of the dance floor. And the earth pony, for one, wasn't really interested.
Pixel Bit's nose scrunched up at that, not amused in the slightest. "Oh, come on, Sid! You said that you would come with me on a date! I thought you'd be more excited about that."
"Who in Equestria told you that going to a club counts as a date? Plus, I didn't really have a choice in the matter, you're the one who practically begged me to join you. I was just on my break, minding my own business."
The mare rolled her eyes, grabbing his hands and starting to pull him towards the jumping crowd. "Yeah, so you can go home and pick out gems from dirt in cups, like you always do. Live a little, Sid!"
Try as he might, the young stallion was no match for her energy, ending up getting whisked into the sea of tightly packed bodies. In here, the air was thick with the smell of alcohol, sweat and arousal: a heavy cocktail that would instantly fog any clear mind, as it did for Obsidian. The hair on the back of his neck stood straight up at the feeling of arms and elbows jutting against him this way and that, and nearly yelped when someone unashamedly groped his ass cheek as he was dragged by. It's not that he minded the touch, but it certainly was unexpected.
Finally they made it to the center of the crowd, where there was surprisingly a bit more breathing room, and Pixel turned to face him. The song playing in the background switched to something slower, causing the closeness to dissipate as couples-or more than that- trickled off to either go sit down to take a breather or hit the bars to grab a drink. Soon it was only the two of them, and the unicorn slyly batted her eyelashes. "Is this more your style?" She asked in a teasing tone.
The earth pony's breath was caught in his throat, only to remember a few seconds later when their fingers intertwined, hooves naturally moving to the beat thumping underneath them. He watched her face as she rested her chin against his exposed chest fur, her grin a mile wide while her eyes sparkled like violet crystals. His own lidded. "You didn't mind control the DJ, did you?"
"Nope, pure coincidence. Now why don't you hold me like you mean it?"
A snort puffed from him, but he obliged, letting his hands glide down his friend turned on again off again marefriend's sides till they reached her hips, squeezing them while her arms reached up to drape around his neck. Time slowed as they rocked back and forth, no noise in their ears but the music and nothing in their vision but the other. Maybe this night wouldn't be so bad after all…
The anticipation built when his head craned down while hers lifted, lips meeting in a soft kiss as the song's last note faded into the air. Both of their cheeks were flushed, Sid in particular feeling hotter under the collar of his shirt than usual. "Pixel…," he murmured-just loud enough for her to hear as some other clubbers strode past them.
"What is it?"
He hesitated-looking from one side to the other-then gave her a small grin. "I...I wanna go get drunk."
She beamed, face lighting up in excitement before taking hold of his arms once again to pull him towards one of the more empty bars. "Now you're speaking my language!"
Obsidian could feel his fur bristle as he was pushed into a bathroom stall, the door closing in his face while Pixel wandered into the one next to his. Seconds later, there was a tap at the metal wall- the signal that she was ready to go. His face warmed considerably.
Just hours earlier, the pair had ended up in one of the club’s more private areas, where anything was allowed until full-on nudity came into play-just to keep the place from having to be cleaned even more often than it already was. But just because the clothes had to stay on didn’t mean that the fun had to stop, as the stallion quickly discovered after a rather rowdy lap dance from the mare in question. Alcohol made her more adventurous, it seemed.
Fast forward to a few minutes prior to the current situation, where Pixel was teetering into “desperate” territory. She wanted it-bad, fast and hard. She was willing to go all the way, but Sid-even with his mind fuzzier than a kitten with a pom-pom-had enough common sense to reign her back in, if just a little. A: he didn’t have a condom on him-which wouldn't be as much of a problem if not for B: with all those shots that the unicorn had just downed, on top of the other drinks swirling in her system, he was ninety nine percent sure that she hadn't taken the pill before they left-that or it was so overwhelmed with booze that it's effectiveness dropped considerably. He wasn't one to take risks-this whole thing was an endeavor in itself.
"So, are you just gonna...gonna stand t-there and think all night or come heere and grind on me till I can't f-feel my legs?" Pix struggled not to slur, but it came out anyways.
He rolled his eyes, moving to the cold sheet of metal that separated them and unbuckled his jeans. They soon dropped to his ankles while he bent his knees, leaning against the wall for support until his half chubbed cock was successfully underneath the opening between the stalls. "Squat," he grunted with gritted teeth, as the chill from the metal traveled straight to his dick, which wanted no say in the matter unless it had something to warm it up.
"O-ooh, I like it when you get a-all aglgressive…" she cooed playfully while leaning against the wall herself. A drawn out hiss left her as she slid down to a crouched position, her bare back lighting up as nerves didn't approve of the sudden temperature change. Her fingers gripped around the bottom rim as her legs parted, using her magic to hike her skirt up and allow the now fully erect stallionhood to slip into the space in between her needy thighs.
Groans tumbled out of both of them, Sid fully pressing himself against the wall now as he adjusted to the added weight from the other side. Celestia, was she soaked… His prick acted more like a raincatcher as it glided along the silken fabric of the mare's panties-which didn't do much to hold in the sheer amount of fluids that dripped from her incredibly hot, puffy lower lips. If he knew she was this horny he would have taken her back home ages ago, but everyone has their surprises, don't they?
Pixel moaned lewdly-which, in a restroom, sounded more like a choir collectively getting screwed than just one creature, but still all the more appealing. "F-fuck Sid," she nearly spat as her hips roughly rolled down onto the thing snug against her snatch. "Have you gotten bigger since I last saw you?"
He held in a growl, nearly letting loose right there from the unexpected compliment, his own hips bucking upwards over and over in a heated frenzy. "I don't have a clue," he murmured lowly, his bottom head stealing away more attention than the top as it twitched and throbbed. "I- ngh- I haven't checked…"
The mare continued to mewl and pant regardless, angling herself so that the meaty cockhead would slam right into her clit, which winked forcefully, adding even more fuel to the fire that burned within her core. The buzz in her body wanted her to teeter over the brink now, but some inner will power won her hand into pushing through, at least until her companion released. "Faster, faster, p-please…"
Sid wasn’t one to deny a request-not now, anyways- so his speed increased by double, nearing a jackhammer-like pace as his nuts slapped against the backs of her thighs in reckless abandon. Fluids from both of them dripped onto the floor, another element to the nearly mindless humping and groping and grinding...but oh did it feel so good.
His breathing grew deeper as the pressure continued to tighten and build, only for it to be stolen as an internal fire licked at his nerves, burning and bubbling and hot. Before he knew it he was shaking, and it took every fiber in his being not to just throw all caution to the wind and pull the thin, drenched strip of fabric covering the unicorn's cunt and give her what for as he came. Instead, he pulled away from her, losing balance and landing onto his rear as strings of white fired into the air. Thick spunk painted the back wall, the toilet, and the tops of his hooves in heavy globs, and his head lolled back as he couldn't hold it in longer, moans and shudders ghosting past his parted lips.
Things fell quiet afterwards, the world a blur as he tried to hold it together and not pass out. When he could see clearly again, he listened to hear if Pixel was breathing as heavy as he was. It was then that he noted that she would probably be upset that he didn't bother getting any of his baby batter onto her, but she'd have to deal with it. Actually...he didn't hear her at all. "Pixel?"
He slowly rose to his hooves and looked over the mess he had made. Yeah...explaining that to the janitors was going to be fun. But now was not the time. With some fidgeting, he opened the stall door and pushed at the one she was behind. And surprise, surprise: she was out cold, skirt just barely covering her exposed ass and drooling pussy from view as she laid limply on the floor, eyes screwed shut in a mix of bliss and discomfort. Well, at least he had another thing to cross off his bucket list...even through the means of having it happen weren't exactly ideal. He carefully pulled her out and carried her in his arms, brushing the locks of hair that covered her relaxed face away to press a light kiss to the base of her horn. "Alright, Miss Heavyweight. Let's get you out of here."
Pixel's head throbbed angrily as she woke with a start, fighting with the sheets covering her frame until she was freed and nearly fell off the bed. Wait, bed? When did she get into Obsidian's room? Gods, her head hurt…
She fumbled around until she made it to the bathroom, gasping aloud and heart nearly stopping as she witnessed the earth pony in question standing there, freshly out of the shower with only a towel around his toned waist. Their eyes locked for a few seconds before he looked away, musing over his reflection in the mirror.
"Good morning to you too… I forgot I gave you one of my shirts."
Pix looked down at herself, and sure enough, an oversized (for her) pink button down long sleeved shirt adorned her form, going down to her knees. She couldn't help but snort. "I thought you hated pink. It didn't 'match with your physique'."
He rolled his eyes, leaning down to pump some face lotion from a bottle on the counter into his hand, scooping up a dollop with one of his fingers and smearing it onto the tip of her nose. "I never said that. You just assumed it. I say I look pretty damn good in pink, thank you."
"Right...so, where are my clothes? You didn't bring me all the way over here in the nude, did you?"
Sid shrugged while finishing up rubbing the lotion onto his face and drying his hands with another towel. "I was thinking about it…" At her wide eyed expression, he smirked a little. "Nah, they're in the dryer. Someone knows how to get themselves soiled~"
She blinked, face paling slightly. "Wait, what?"
Another grin pulled at his lips, this one more sly. "Hmm, I forgot. You need a memory jog. Why don't you wash up and get changed and I'll tell you what I can remember. Sound fair?"
Pixel felt her cheeks warm for a reason she couldn't place, but nodded swiftly. "Y-yeah, ok."
"And make it speedy; I know that you like to take forever with getting ready."
"Hold up… so, we...banged?"
Obsidian looked at the mare from across the coffee table, mug with a warm dark brew in it nearly to his lips. He lowered it reluctantly. "Depends on what you consider as that. But technically, no, there was no penetrative intercourse. I made sure of that."
Pixel released a sigh that she didn't notice she was holding before. "At least that explains why my thighs were all sticky when I was showering." She then bit on her lower lip, gaze avoiding him. "I normally don't go that far off the deep end, was I really that bad?"
The earth pony's hum was low, downing the rest of his coffee and leaning back to stretch with a grunt. "Not bad, just...needy. Your last fling didn't go so hot, did it?"
Her head shook quickly. "Celestia, no. It was awful. He was treating me like some sort of… trophy. I'm no one's trophy. I dumped him before he could even get his dick out."
Sid snickered at that, then his ears drooped a bit as the tone shifted back to seriousness. "Listen, so… I'm sorry."
"Hmm? For what?"
He sighed. "I-I feel like I took advantage of you. You don't even remember what happened and-"
Her eyes narrowed. "Alright, I'm stopping the conversation right there. Sid, c'mon now. We're both adults here, and I'm mostly to blame for last night. I pushed you to go through with it, and I know you. You would do anything to make whoever you're with happy, no matter the cost. Unless there's anything else that happened that I need to know…"
"No, that was it. ...What now? We call it a day and move on? You're not really one to just let go of things that easily."
Pixel shrugged. "I've grown up some, I guess. I'd appreciate it if you'd do the same."
The stallion's ears lifted in attention, hair on the back of his neck rising slightly. "Pardon?"
“We’ve been through this song and dance before, Obsidian. Every time we try to stay together, something happens that ends up driving us apart. I think it’d be best to get past this now before we get too deep in our feelings.”
His fur was fully bristled now, lips threatening to curl down into a frown. “You mean my feelings…”
She noticed the change, and slowly rose from her seat. “No, ours. Now, if you’ll excuse me-”
A yelp escaped her when she tried to walk past him, as he had suddenly grabbed her wrist and pulled her back down to his eye level. His cheeks were flushed, but not in embarrassment. Eyes fully lidded, he held in a frustrated groan. “That’s all this is gonna be, isn’t it? An endless game of Cat and Mouse where no one wins?”
The mare didn’t seem phased, staring him straight in the eyes. “Well I don’t see you rolling your dice. And you certainly didn’t care about my feelings when I was pining after you.”
“We were kids! I didn’t know that I was hurting you!”
Pixel’s face shifted into one of disappointment and hurt for a second or two before settling back into the stern grimace. “And you still don’t.” She pulled her arm free from his grasp, and went to the laundry closet to gather her clothes and tuck them into the crook of her arm. She gave him one last glance. “If you really want to talk, you know where to find me.” With that, she opened the front door and was gone, a loud slam from the heavy thing being the final blow.
Obsidian sighed deeply and held his head in his hands, ears fully pulled back out of confusion and shame. There it was again: that fragile, fleeting feeling of an affection that only lasted for a night. If only there was a way he could make it last longer…
“Miss Bit! I don’t know what’s gotten into you today, but I need you to focus. The show in Manehattan tonight is very important, and with you as our main model, every step has to be perfect! Do I make myself clear?”
Pixel felt her cheeks grow warm as she bobbed her head quickly, internally cowering at her manager's disapproving glance towards her, watching him twirl his finger in the air-the signal to start her walk over from the beginning. Her tail tucked itself between her legs underneath her flowing dress as she speed walked to the curtains where the start of the catwalk was, then waited for the music to kick up again.
When the notes carried over, one heel covered hoof planted itself in front of the other, stepping along with the beat until the catwalk reached its rounded edge, where she stopped dead center and posed:hand squarely on her hip for a few seconds and winking to the imaginary crowd before turning around and walking back. The song faded away when she made it to the curtains, quietly sighing in relief at the sound of two quick claps.
"There she is! Much better. Everyone take ten and let's run again from the top. Any slackers will have to go fetch me some more coffee-and I'm very picky with my orders!"
The unicorn held back a shiver as she slipped into the back room, where some of her coworkers had already slipped out of their shoes and were sitting on stools or chairs to either have a snack or chat until break was over. Pix mostly didn't pay them no mind, but one face caused her to blink a few times. "Andante? What are you doing here?"
Sure enough, the magenta furred, grey and yellow maned and rose eyed pegasus mare dressed in a black leather jacket, tank top and jeans stood out like a sore thumb amongst all the frills, lace and ruffles. She merely shrugged her shoulders, flexing her wings nonchalantly. "What? Can't I stop by and say hi to my sis before heading home?"
"N-no, that's fine just...how did you get in here? I thought the managers didn't allow guests during rehearsal."
Another shrug, and then Andante smirked proudly. "Oh, you know...I know my way around loopholes."
"You seduced someone, didn't you?"
When a couple heads turned their way, the pegasus walked over to take her sister-a bit firmly-by the hand, leading them away from the more populated spot. Her voice lowered some, almost in a hiss. "No, of course not! ...I bribed the big guy up front."
Pix rolled her eyes and scoffed. "Typical, Anne. So… what's in the bag?" Her finger pointed to the brown paper bag in the other's hold.
She lifted it, passing it over. "Your lunch. I know that they feed you like rabbits in there, so I thought a hay burger would hold you till you were done with your whole...walking deal."
The unicorn's eyes glimmered when her nose caught onto that salty, greasy aroma wafting into the air from the now opened bag, stomach growling with need and her hand reaching in to pull out the warm prize. "Yes! Oh sis, you're a lifesaver. I thought I would have to scarf down cheese and crackers again. Thanks, really."
"Don't mention it." Anne waited to let her take a few bites before she squinted. "...You saw him again."
Pixel sputtered, face betraying her mind as she blushed instantly. "What? W-who? Who did I see?"
The other mare frowned. "Don't play dumb. You know who I'm talking about. What's up with you two? It's like watching a game of Cat and Mouse where no one wins."
Purple eyes dropped when Pix looked away, the heat under her skin getting hotter. "That's what he said too…"
"Then why don't you do something about it? You clearly like him, and I know he likes you. Why do you keep breaking his heart?"
That warmth flared into a boil as the unicorn's ears slicked back, giving her sibling a sharp glare. "Because he broke mine first. Is that why you came here? To give me relationship advice? Well I don't need it. You can go now."
Andante's eyes widened in surprise, but then she slowly nodded. "Right. Your break is almost over anyways. So, I'll catch you before the show?"
"...Sure."
As if the day could get any worse, thunder rumbled above and rain came down in sheets as Pixel quickly exited the rehearsal hall, muttering things under her breath as she started on the trek back home, no umbrella over her head and too tired to cast a shield spell that would last the whole way. Guess she was getting soaked. Great. She stood on the street corner, getting ready to cross when...the cold drops were no longer hitting her. Did it stop raining where she was? Looking up, the answer was clear: someone was shielding her with their umbrella. But who?
"I didn't know you wanted to get sick," a voice calmly rumbled.
Her ears drooped a little, sighing. "I don't. How did you know I would be here, Sid?"
Obsidian hummed as he shifted to stand beside her, watching the path ahead of them get pelted with rain. "You said it yourself, 'you know where to find me'. Time frames and context clues simply did the rest."
"Well aren't you a clever one…"
He couldn't hold in his small grin as his head finally turned to look down at her. "I was an AB student. Math always tripped me up though."
Pix snorted. "Which was why you always sat beside me so you could cheat off my tests…"
"No...I was sitting beside you so I could be close to you. You're the answer that I needed."
They stayed quiet for a while, simply taking in the sounds around them, the mare then soon slowly reaching out to hold his free hand, which caused him to look down at them, but didn't say a word. "Listen," she started in a soft tone. "You can shut me out if you want, but...I just wanted to say that I'm sorry. I can't take back what I said, so can this make up for it?"
Sid's ears were up and attentive, yet he remained silent for a few moments more before asking: "Are you still in pain?"
"I-what?"
He turned, this time leaning down to be at her eye level. "I hurt you, so does it still hurt?"
She peered up into his eyes, expecting to find anger or frustration, but only found...disappointment, worry...pain of his own. She couldn't help but disconnect their hands to rub her thumbs over his cheeks, dipping her head slightly. "Guess I'm not the only one, huh? No...not hurting anymore. I was holding a grudge when I shouldn't have. I've missed you-a lot. But...you don't have to take me back. I'll respect your decision if you say no."
The earth pony smiled warmly at that, gingerly wrapping his arm around her waist to pull her close while he rose back up to a standing position. "And if I were to say yes?"
Pixel was surprised by the sudden smoothness of the move, but chuckled as she hugged him tight. "I'd be happy."
"I'm glad. Now you need to get prettied up for that show. How else will I be motivated to bring flowers?"
She smirked playfully, letting her horn spark for a second or two in mock annoyance. "Please. You'd bring flowers if I was wearing a bath towel."
He hummed, tilting his head. "No, I think I'd bring more than that…"
Pix lightly flicked his wrist as a warning, but then started to pull at it. "Alright, big guy. Let's move. There's a lot of things I need to do before I go to this thing."
"After you…"
Sid heaved a sigh as he entered his apartment, door closing behind him with a soft thud. Feeling around for the light switch, he wearily rubbed his eyes when the bulbs finally turned on overhead, padding into the kitchen/living room while he unbuttoned the first few buttons on his dress shirt-the same one that Pixel wore after their night out. He found his nose gravitating towards it's now loose collar, lightly breathing in her scent that still lingered on it, suddenly feeling warm when he realized what he was doing. "The things that mare does…" he mumbled to himself, completely ridding himself of the shirt and letting it drop onto the floor.
Wandering over to the fridge, he pulled the door open to peer inside, settling on some leftover cheesecake that his mother had brought over a few days before. After a night like this one-rather, a day like this one, he felt like he needed something to mellow him out, as so many emotions had been flowing through him. He was looking for an utensil to eat the thing with when the front door handle started to jiggle and rattle, then a low creak sounded as it opened. His fur bristled instantly, finding a knife in the drawer and clutching it tightly, pulling it close to his chest as he slowly crept to peek around the corner, and-wait a second…
There, back bathed in the light from the hallway, stood Pixel, fumbling with a paper bag in her hands until she noticed him, smiling brightly.
"Hey! I thought you would be home." Then she noticed what he was doing. "Er…why are you hiding behind the wall?"
He shook his head while putting the knife down and going to where she was. "And this right here is why we knock, Pix. You nearly gave me a heart attack! I thought someone picked the lock and was coming to rob me or something."
The unicorn merely gestured down with her head to the bag. "Hun, do you see what I'm holding? There's no way I could have knocked without dropping this."
Obsidian frowned, reaching out to poke her horn. "And what is this for, exactly?"
"Decoration. Now look, I brought a bunch of nachos from the after party and I can't eat them all by myself and could you please get this? Going up three flights of stairs with it was not fun might I add."
It was then, and only then, that she realized he was topless. Her eyes grew wide as she looked him over, then back up to his face. The earth pony could swear that he saw a flicker of panic in her eyes before it flickered back to its previous state. "Um...am I...am I interrupting something?"
He gave her a look before taking the bag from her to put it on the counter, tail swishing in amusement. "If you mean a guy about to enjoy some cheesecake in peace, then yeah, you're interrupting a lot." He paused to look back when she followed him and closed the door behind her. "What's with the surprise? It's not the first time you've seen me without a shirt on."
The mare stumbled over her words, not sure of what to say. She could have sworn he looked different than when she saw him earlier. "Igah, uh, you-you...have you been working out?"
"No, I only dig holes for a living." At her blank stare, he chuckled. "Honestly, a little. Not to get all buff or anything, just to stay fit. Which, now that I think about it-none of this food is going to really help, is it?"
She grinned. "Everyone deserves a cheat day."
Her eyes seemed to shine a little brighter as she made her way closer, pressing against his side while he got plates and forks for the cake, then pulling the take out containers out of the bag. He stopped when her fingers started to rub at his stomach, touch light as it traced over every curve and divet. "Did you need something, Miss Bit?" He questioned in a fake uninterested tone. He couldn't stop his breath from hitching when she suddenly squeezed at his still clothed hips, skin tingling.
"Just exploring, Mr Shine," she replied, sounding equally as bored as he did. Her hands lazily roamed up to caress the warm, thick fur that covered his chest, then along his slightly muscular arms. Their fingers intertwined while she pulled at him until he was facing her, effortlessly tucking her legs against his sides to pull herself up to where his face was, cupping his chin in her hands. A smirk graced her features when he quickly hooked his arms underneath her to keep her steady as she basically straddled him to the counter, with no real intent on letting him move. "Gotcha," she practically purred, eyes shimmering in triumph.
Obsidian's eyebrows only dipped, though he was smiling himself. "What, so you think winning your little competition will get the leg up on me?" He then quickly turned so they switched spots, her curled frame now resting on the countertop while his arms blocked her on either side, face clearly showcasing her stupor and awe from the movement. “You clearly forget where you are, Missy. My place, my rules. Understood?”
Pixel wasn't able to keep her desire at bay anymore, head flying in a blur as she nodded. Her heartbeat went into double time when their hips bumped into each other, and she could feel the bulge pressing into the lower part of her waist. She fought hard against the urge to lift up and let it rub all way the down to the end of her slit, which was getting more damp and puffy by the second. "S-sid, can I...w-we…," she started, but the words she wanted to say were buried under a cloud of arousal when the stallion leaned over, thus moving his hips down to be flush against hers, bump now battling for space as it dug into her mound.
Slowly he began rocking back and forth, letting out little hums in delight when his growing boner found a particularly good spot to grind against. "You were saying?" He asked in a near breathless tone, not bothering to stop until both of them wanted to push further. Which, at this point, seemed to be getting closer.
"P-please," she begged-more like whimpered-, head now lolled back onto the open space of the cool countertop, the mingling of smells bombarding her nose making it even harder to think straight. The tip of her horn flickered and flashed, almost as if to give a warning: if things didn't get a move on, it would do the honors itself. Thankfully her plea was heard, for Obsidian started to lift up the skirt of her dress, tugging at pulling at the fabric until it was cleared from her trembling legs.
Her underwear was more tricky, as it clung to her like cling wrap, though it was nothing a little teasing couldn't fix.
The firm yet somehow gentle pressure of the earth pony's thumb mashed into the outline of her fully exposed clit, spurring a mewl from her lips as her body spasmed, every muscle clenching and relaxing at once. The reaction happened at random intervals, but as the pressure built, the more frequently did she basically shudder in place. Soft moans dropped in when her folds parted to release a dribble of the fluids that had been held within them the whole time, thus breaking the seal her panties had on her hips and allowed them to be pulled off successfully.
Sid was on it as soon as the damp article of clothing was off, unzipping and dropping his pants to then fish his full mast from his boxers. As much as he enjoyed it, the heavy pulses that wracked his senses instantly told him that there wouldn't be any more time to keep up with the poking and prodding.
"Ready?" Was the only heads up he gave, spreading her walls wide once she lifted a thumb in confirmation, sinking down to his medial ring in one go. His mind was already hit and swimming from the sensations, allowing them both some time to take a second to adjust-Pixel biting on her lower lip and inhaling sharply from the abrupt stretch that the cock put on her folds. They squeezed and clamped onto it, a strong involuntary flex drawing it deeper the moment things got comfortable again. Slowly he worked the rest of himself in until he could go no further, for his snug tip was butting against the tight opening of her cervix, where he could feel her quick heartbeat drumming against it.
The mare had done her best to stay relatively quiet, but at this point of sensing the most intimate parts of themselves locked together in a hot, wet tunnel, the sounds were bound to tumble out. First came the little gasps and shivers at each twitch and tremor from either of them. Following up were moans, low, high and everything in between as Sid moved only an inch or so to kiss that hard spot with his tapered head over and over again. Finally cries when the rest of the thick shaft began to pull back and shove forward, the pressure and friction nearly becoming too much to bear the longer it went on. Though it seemed the stallion had one last thing in his pocket.
"Promise me something," he said softly in between pants, heat radiating from his face and ears while he drew all the way back so only his lower head remained held in her still desperate pussy. When she blinked her shut eyes open to look at him, he gave her a slight grin. "Promise me that this will be it. That we won't go in circles anymore. I'm...I'm ready for you. No one else."
The emotions flooding Pixel’s system were nearly enough to make her start tearing up at the clearly heartfelt notion, but she couldn’t but give one more hint of snark in her response: “And in the very slight chance that I refuse?”
“Then neither of us will get to finish. I’m okay with that, but you…” He made his point by thrusting back in hard, watching her writhe while also gasping sharply. “I don’t know if you’d be able to handle it…”
At that, she had already made up her mind, reaching out to rest her hand on his, sighing in a light tone. “O-ok, ok. I promise. Really. There’s no place I’d rather be than right here right now. Now fill me, you cheeky asshat.”
No more words were spoken as the deed was completed, a few final pumps and pushes sealing the deal with the stallion’s well engorged tip flaring at long last, gushing load after load of bottled up cum into that tight space, most of it raging into the mare’s empty womb and sending her reeling, gripping tightly onto his arms. Her body was rammed with even more shakes and quivers, cilt winking like mad as her own fluids spewed free from any space it could find, mixing with the warmth from deeper within to make a fine mess on the countertop, excess pooling over the edge and cascading down like little waterfalls. And after the wonderful high and exhilaration that came from-well, cumming-was the crash, leaving her loose, limp and totally spent. She was close to falling asleep right then and there, but fought through it to run her fingers through Obsidian’s mane while he basically laid on top of her to catch his own breath, muzzle nestled into the crook of her neck.
They stayed there for a while, content in still being able to feel the other’s pulse through their union point, the deep breathing and the comfortable rush of skin on skin. Somehow, this felt like more than a mere moment of great intercourse. It was almost like a new chapter of their lives had just begun, and this was the first piece of the puzzle to an interesting picture. ...And then a loud, angry sounding growl sounded from somewhere in between them, causing the unicorn to shake her head while pushing at the large lug still on her. “Gods, Sid... Thanks for dampening the mood.”
He lifted himself up, staring her straight in the eye with a mocking pout down-turning his lips. “Well excuse me, princess. You’re the one who jizzed all over the counter, and who’s going to clean it up? Me...after I eat all the food you brought.”
“Hey! You wouldn’t have it to eat if I didn’t come all the way over here! Nor would you be balls deep inside me either!”
They both glared at each other for a few seconds before bursting out into a hearty laugh, letting their foreheads bump together gently. Though this time was wonderful, one question still burned in the back of Sid’s mind: “...How did you still have the door key? I thought you got rid of it forever ago.”
Pixel simply shrugged. “You know what they say about ‘finders keepers’? Last time I was here, I made a copy of your spare key...just in case.”
A surprised look flashed across his face, but then he scoffed fondly, nuzzling her nose. “You sly dog, you…”
“Ah, ah. Your sly dog.”
“Even better.”