The Wolf and the Unicorn

Content Warning:  This chapter contains clop and a large amount of it.  Chapter highlights, sans porn will be in the next chapter as they are story relevant

“I felt like an animal, and animals don’t know sin, do they?”― Jess C. Scott, Wicked Lovely

I barely remember what happened what happened next.  There were blurs of color and the feeling of being dragged along a slick stone floor.  The sharp noise of armored hooves hitting stone assaulted my ears as my vision faded in and out.  Blue.  I remember blue filling my vision and a female voice saying... something.  A soft pillow gently was placed under my head and the darkness claimed me yet again.

I assume a few hours had passed when I opened my eyes.  I was in bed in a dark room that was not mine.  Looking around, it was obvious even to my fuzzy vision that I was not in my bedroom.  Dark blues and silvers adorned  everything, matching perfectly with the sunset out the balcony doors.  Trying to sit upright, the colors began to swim around me, and tugged me toward the pillow and oblivion yet again.  I did not notice the warm figure under the blankets next to me as my eyes closed.

Author's note:  INCOMING!  You have been warned.  Safety.  Pin.  Spoon Check.  FRAG OUT!

I love dreams like this.  A naked beautiful lady in bed with me, raven hair contrasting perfectly against her ivory skin.  The softness of her as my hands slid over every curve, exploring as I pulled myself closer.  Pushing her dark hair away with my chin as I leaned in, gently kissing that tender spot where her neck and shoulder met.  Enjoying the sweet taste of her skin as my hands found her hips and slid her body tight against mine, her firm ass grinding against my thighs as I wrapped around her.

Soft whimpers escaped her crimson lips as I nibbled on her neck.  A trail of kisses and small bites starting just below her ear was just the beginning, as I teased every little bit with a nip from my canines.  It had been a long time.  Too long since I've felt like this, and considering it was my dream, I was going to enjoy every bit of it.  Every last bit of her.  The soft noises she made just drove me further, feeding my own flames as I kissed down.  Whimpers trailed into soft moans as I kissed down her back, following every little curve.  My fingers slipping over her back, massaging just a few inches away from my lips.  I wanted every bit of her willing.  Every bit of her so very hot.  Every shred of willpower to hold back, gone.

Gently, I rolled her onto her stomach as I kissed the small of her back.  Hands caressing her hips while my thumbs kneaded the her hips and firm ass.  Teasing as my kisses turned to nips and a slight drag of a canine across her behind as I worked lower.  There was still so to do before the main course.  My lips tempting the backs of her thighs as a soft moan escaped her hips.  I knew she wanted more.  A sweet scent in the air as she tried to part her hips and push herself into the air.

"None of that yet love.  I still have so many things for you to enjoy first."

The first words spared in the night, as I pushed her hips back to the bed and nipped the tender skin near the back of her knee.  Gently mixing the pleasure and pain while I showed her who truly was in charge at the moment.  Her soft moans increasing in urgency as I started kissing up her other thigh, parting them slightly as I kissed higher yet again.  Teasing with the tip of my tongue against her innermost thigh, getting every so close before drawing away, drawing away even further as she thought I would as I pulled her onto her back.

Midnight blue eyes met mine only for a moment, as she followed my actions.  Leaning forward and kissing her inner thighs, relishing the look of pleasure that crossed her face, causing her to bite her lip and keep from moaning.  Exactly where I wanted her.  Just a small bit of resistance left to crush, and that would taste downright delicious.  I kept eye contact as much as I could as my kisses trailed up to where she ached for me to be.

The soft, salty taste of her skin quickly fled to both sweet and tart as I kissed closer to her hidden rosebud.  My questing tongue sliding between her incredibly wet lips, feeling for that one spot that she would love so very much.  A sharp intake of breath and a hand at the back of my head pulling me closer told me exactly what I wanted to know.  Lessons before pleasure though.  I nipped her softness with a canine as I pulled away, growling softly.

I took her hands in mine as I kneeled, pinning them to the bed at her sides.  Her breathing turning into panting as my kisses trailed toward her other lips that I had yet to claim as mine.  A predatory smile appearing on my lips as I started at the base of her mountains and nibbled my way to the peaks, only to pause for a moment to twirl my tongue around her very hard nipples.  Any signs of protest were destroyed as I leaned forward and nipped the very edge of her crimson lips for a moment before leaning into the kiss fully.  A questing tongue exploring as she wrapped herself around me, moaning into the kiss.

Moaning that got more urgent as she suddenly found a few "wandering" fingers teasing her thighs as I couldn't quite reach what I wanted so badly.  Badly enough to pull my lips away from hers and push myself down the bed.  Bad enough to weather the whimper of disappointment.  That disappointment only lasted a moment as my fingers slid between two wet lips and began their dance.   Her legs wrapped tightly around my shoulders, hands pulling me closer as I kissed ever so closely to the sensitive place she desired.  Moaning turning again to urgent whimpers as my fingers and tongue explored her delicate curves, occasionally teasing at her entrance, only to return to a certain spot I was steadfastly teasing and licking.

A blue haze enveloped me as I was dragged away from her hips and tossed bodily onto the bed.  This wasn't part of my plan, but any other thoughts disappeared as she pounced on me, pinning my shoulders down, my hands on her hips, pulling her tight to my hips as she rocked, enveloping me in a haze of pleasure.

The moment her hips slammed against mine, all pretense disappeared.  All civility was gone.  The thoughts of being in control were disputed.  All that was left were two people determined to show the other who was boss.  I grabbed her hips and shoved them down against mine as she tried to rise away to tease.  Her nails dragged across my chest, leaving faint bloody scratches and a momentarily loss of control from me.  In that moment, my wrists were pinned next to my head as she leaned forward and pushed her hips back.  A grin crossing her beautiful face between moans as she thought it was over for me.  All I gave in return was a deep growl and a show of canines.

Before she could react, I drove my hips up against hers hard and fast.  Over and over, until she started to slump forward, half moaning, half screaming in pleasure.  One hand pulling her lips to my neck, the other on the small of her back, pinning her hips against mine.  If she wanted to fight, she should have done it when she had the opportunity.  All that was left for her was a hard pounding until all she could do was moan and twitch in pleasure.

Anger and pleasure mixed as I pulled her closer, slamming our hips together again and again.  Thin crimson trails led down my chest and neck as she bit and scratched as she moaned.  Her arms wrapped around my neck, pulling her closer, letting me hear every panting breath turning into throaty voices of pleasure.  Soft slapping noises filled the room as our soaked hips smashed into each other like a clash of the titans.  Stuttered moans escaping as she climaxed over and over, only driving me on.

Both of my hands were on her hips now, raising her up, only to muscle her back down as I raised my hips to meet.  Harder, deeper, enjoying the heat and every curve within her.  Loving the feeling of being completely enveloped within her, the feeling of hitting bottom and the look of absolute pleasure crossing her face every time I did it.  Getting so close to the end myself, I had to make this memorable for her.

My thumbs leaving small bruises as I gripped her harder, hips sore as they were battered against her castle walls for eternity.  Dragging her down to me, pinning her hips down as everything faded to red as I climaxed with her.  A scream of pleasure in my ears as she shoved back to meet me as my hips spasmed.  The taste of blood filling my mouth just before I passed out.

It was still dark out when I awoke.  That was one hell of a dream, considering I felt like a million ponies had danced on my chest.  My mouth tasted like blood, and I smelled like sweat and sex.  That was certainly a first for a dream.

Of course, those thoughts quickly went out the window as a figure under the blanket stirred, crimson blood stained across her ivory skin.

Oh fuck, tell me that was a dream.  Please... Please... Please

I tugged the blanket off her naked form, still delicious in any way, only to notice two things.  The first were a set of wounds in her shoulder, similar to ones my new canines would make.

Secondly was a strange mark on her hip.  Looking closer, I realized that it certainly looked like a crescent moon against a night sky.

Oh shit.

I think I fucked Luna.  Celestia was going to kick my ass.

Oh fucking shit.

And then I passed out.