Smoke

All night, my dreams were the same. Meeting after meeting, news from my secretary about new deals, ponies who wanted my blessing to set up shop in town, families coming to me, hats in hoof to beg for a little more time on some payment; ponies with the bits looking to grow it even more, and always a mare or two on my arm—pretty birds who came to light on the best branch. All of it was mine. Businesses grew or collapsed on my say-so, families settled happy or packed up on my call, and the wealthiest the city had to offer doubled their fortunes or lost them, based on whether they did me right or double-crossed. From the time my head hit the pillow, I was in my own little slice of heaven.

Opening my eyes the next morning was a rude shock, though. The unfamiliar room had me on edge, all pink and lace and doilies. I rubbed my eyes, and the night before came back in a rush. That shiny mare, Jade—she’d been in bed the night before. Now I was alone. Topping it off, I felt hollow, empty inside, like she’d walked off with part of me, and I wanted it back. That smoke inside me from the night before was in there; I knew that somehow, but there was room for so much more. I scowled and got up out of bed, glaring at the frilly sheets like they were the ones who’d done me wrong. Figuring I might as well check the place for her flipped my lid, I headed out of the bedroom for a look.

Bathroom, kitchen, sitting room, den—no sign of the mare. I grumbled as I walked around. This had to be the most girly place I’d ever seen—if it wasn’t pink, it was frilly, if it wasn’t frilly, it sparkled. My head hurt just looking around. In the den I came across a wall of pictures in frames. Dead center, there was Jade with some crystal stallion, smiling for all she was worth. I yanked it off the wall and tossed it in a nearby bin—she wouldn’t need that anymore.

I was ticked enough that I was clenching my jaw and feeling heat around my neck when I heard the door. About time. I marched myself over to the front of the house like I owned the joint, and there Bright Jade was, looking nervous. She piped up as soon as she saw me, but her head was hung, and her tail drooped.

“Look, you’re going to have to leave. Last night… I don’t know what I was thinking. I can’t believe I did any of that, but it’s never happening again, so just—just go.” Jade’s flicked an ear, but otherwise just stood, waiting for me to leave or talk. I don’t know what she was expecting, but when I left, I meant for her to come along. “Get out” was not on the menu.

I closed the distance sporting a frown on my muzzle. Jade couldn’t assume I was anything but angry just then, and if she guessed I was on my way out, I fixed that double time. “I’m going, but you’re coming along, Jade. Got a job for you in my cabaret, and you’re not saying no. Got it?”

At first, Jade did nothing but blink. She hadn’t seen it coming, and seeing her all balled up put a smirk on my face. The feisty mare took it right off again, though.

“Just who do you think you are? You make all kinds of trouble for me, you do those… things to me in that awful place, and now you’re in my house, telling me what to do? Get out!” Jade’s ears were laid back, and she was yelling fit to bug the neighbors.

Who did I think I was? Who’d she think she was? She was mine, and I was taking her back to Manehatten with me. “No,” was all I said.

Jade stared wide-eyed. Maybe she didn’t expect a fight, but the filly belonged to me—I’d taken her the night before, and I wasn’t giving her back. She opened her mouth to protest, and that was my cue—if I could do it once, I could do it again. I leaned forward, and Jade leaned back, remembering the night before, maybe. I reached a hoof behind her head and yanked it forward, pulling her muzzle right to mine, and just like last time, started to kiss. Just like last time, she struggled. This time, though, no smoke came. Instead, I felt it inside me, reaching out for whatever I’d pumped into Jade the night before—it wanted to come together! Jade’s wide eyes got wider, and instead of moving away, she opened her mouth wide. Then it happened.

All the smoke, all the weird darkness from the cave that I’d poured into Jade’s body came rushing back into mine. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t do anything as it all just rushed from Jade’s mouth into that emptiness I’d felt. My shock faded quickly. Jade had had what was missing after all! I relaxed, and more and more flowed from her; her body as eager to be rid of it as it had been to take it in the night before. Unable to do anything but watch her face, I saw her wide eyes roll back to stare at the ceiling. I think I saw tears. For some reason, that vaguely irritated me, and I looked away, at her stomach which was finally deflating. At the drips that fell to the floor from beneath her tail.

I wanted to smirk at that, but black spots started forming in my vision. The rush of power was getting to be too much—I couldn’t even breathe anymore! Nothing but that smoke from the cave was getting in, and still I couldn’t move. The last of the stuff slipped past my lips just as my vision went completely dark. As I hit the floor, I heard Jade fall too. My last thought before I blacked out was, “Serves her right.”

I woke later, lying on my back, with a fantastic, warm, wet feeling coming from my cock. Startled, I opened my eyes to find Bright Jade riding it frantically. She was panting, her tongue hung halfway from her mouth, and sweat both glued her dark mane to her brilliant green face,and dripped from her body onto mine. She was far to busy fucking herself with my shaft to even realize my eyes were open. I tried to ask just what in Tartarus was going on, but the words wouldn’t come out as Jade rode me to orgasm, clamping down and pushing her pussy clear to my balls. I tried anyway.

“Wh-what the hell? First it’s ‘never again,’ now you’re rutting with me on the f-floor?”

Finally she noticed. She stopped bouncing, but her warm, soft insides kept squeezing and relaxing around my cock, keeping me in the afterglow while she answered. She seemed nervous, speaking in bursts. “I don’t know what happened! When I woke up, I was wet, and you were hard! You seemed to want it last night, and… I should give it to you. I’m your mare, right? I did what you wanted?”

I stared in shock. Jade, that bitch, went from throwing me out out the door to fucking me while I’m passed out because she mine? Because I wanted it? I was out cold a minute ago, woke up to a gorgeous emerald crystal mare riding me passionately, and had her tell me she was mine. Way too much at once.

Jade hung her head. “I did something wrong?”

When I didn’t answer right away, Jade started slowly getting off of me, ears down, looking fit to die. Not what I had in mind, but if she felt that strongly about it, I wanted to see how far I could push it. As I fell out of her, along with a mess I must’ve shot while out, I had my idea.

“You tried to kick me out. That was wrong. This wasn’t a bad start, but if you want me to forget about it, clean me up with your tongue, Jade.”

I thought she’d break her neck, she whipped her head up so fast. She nodded maniacally, slinging drops of sweat all around, and loosening some of her mane where it stuck to her brow. “I’ll do it! I’ll get you nice and clean, so don’t be mad!”

Bright Jade moved around beside me and lay down on her stomach, lowering her pretty face to my dick, still messy from the fun she’d been having while I was out. With no hesitation at all, Jade licked from the tip down to my nutsack, running her velvet tongue all over, making sure to lap up any of our fluids that had run down and gotten into my fur. Satisfied, she went back to the shaft itself, taking licks from bottom to top, coaxing out beads of cum that hadn’t found their way out. She gently swiped her tongue across the tip of my dick to get those up each time. Hooves behind my head on the rug, I watched her throat move as she swallowed it all down, never with any hint of disgust. She lowered her face to my cock over and over, putting her warm, slender tongue to use each time, not leaving any of our mess behind, but as wet as she was getting my rod, it wasn’t getting any cleaner. Between her hot breath, tongue, and soft lips, though, I was bound to come again anyway, so what did it matter?

She started spending more time around the tip, kissing around the outside and licking toward the center, slowly. I tensed up. “Take it in your mouth and swallow!”

Bright Jade did just that, lowering her mouth over the tip of my penis and and wrapping her lips tight, just as I came, sending torrents of semen right down her throat. When I finally slowed, Jade lifted her head and pulled in the air she’d been missing as she lapped up what little cum she’d lost. I just lay panting, staring up at the ceiling until she spoke.

“So… you forgive me?”

I gave her a crooked grin and answered while I was still gasping for air. “Yeah. Yeah, I’ll let it go. Just mind yourself from now on, savvy?”

Jade nodded with a weird, innocent look on her face that nearly made me laugh. “I promise! I’m your mare, so I’ll do what you say! I’m sorry I couldn’t figure it out before!”

I looked Jade over from my spot on the floor. Her mane was still stuck to her face with sweat. Drops of cum speckled her muzzle, and from her vagina to the middle of her stomach, seed was splattered all over. Her tail was a huge mess of it. I couldn’t help but take some measure of pride in all that. “Go get a bath ready. We both need it.”

Jade nodded seriously and rose to her hooves. “Right away, uh… um. I don’t know your name!”

I frowned. Couldn’t be helped; it’s not like I’d introduce myself to a tour guide, and last night wasn’t exactly a “pleased to meet you,” sort of affair. “I’m Done Deal, a businesspony. You’re working for me from now on, so to you, it’s either “Mr. Deal,” or “sir.”

Another bob of her head. “Yes sir! I’ll go start that bath!” Off Jade went in a hurry, leaving me to think while I waited for my hot bath. Something big happened to me in that cave. Something amazing. I just had to figure out where to go from here, and I wouldn’t just run a nightclub—I’d run Manehatten.

I spent the rest of the day recovering. That emptiness was gone, but Jade had worn me right out while I wasn’t even conscious. I relaxed and thought about how to expand. Who to move up, who to buy out, who to force out. Every time I looked around, there was Bright Jade. A drink, a snack, a massage, her warm, wet mouth—always ready seconds after I asked. Not a single “no” out of her. Use that right, and nothing would keep me from ruling the city. I was chomping at the bit to get started.

As the sun set, I decided I couldn’t wait. “Jade! Pack a bag; we’re leaving on the next train.”

Bright Jade rushed from the room, and I could hear the clatter of things being tossed around as she got ready to go. I polished off the sandwich she’d been so eager to make me and waited.

“Eh-ee oo oh, fir!” Jade stepped from her bedroom, suitcase handle in her mouth, Sunday best on her back, and went straight to the door.

“Ah, screw my bags at the hotel. C’mon, Jade. I’ll buy you dinner on the train.” I opened the door and stepped out into sunset in the Crystal Empire.

“Thank you sir!” Bright Jade shut the door, and took her place behind me. As we walked away from the house, she didn’t once glance back at what I had made her give up.