Soaring Scrolls
He currently sat on his couch, nibbling on the end of his quill as he thought about how to start writing his newest story idea. An open soda can sat nearby on the coffee table, as did the notepad that he was staring at. With a sigh, the unicorn put his quill down and leaned back against his sofa before looking around his house for the millionth time, hoping to find some sort of inspiration. It wasn't anything special, really. One story, a couple of bedrooms, the usual. With a sigh, he sat up straight again and levitated the quill again. Before he could start to brainstorm, there was a knock on the door. He wasn't expecting anypony today.
“Come in!” he called, watching to see who it was.
“Hey, Muse,” the pegasus greeted as he came in.
“Oh, hey, Soarin',” Muse replied, his quill still in his levitation field.
Soarin' was a stallion with muscles that were very obviously finely tuned from hours of workouts done just about every single day of the week. His wings were a bit larger than those of the average male pegasus, but it was necessary for him to have the power and control he needed to fly as well as he did in the Wonderbolts. Under the currently absent uniform he usually wore, he had bright green eyes normally hidden by his flight goggles and a coat the color of a soft, light blue. His navy blue mane reached down to his weathers and was normally slicked back as if he’d just soaked it then flew around to dry it off. His tail almost reached the floor, and was the same color as his mane. His cutie mark was a lightning bolt with wings.
Muse was almost the exact opposite in terms of physique. There were no muscles that were immediately distinguishable, although he was sculpted just enough for him to be at a considered a healthy weight. Even then, he was slightly thinner than the average male unicorn. His coat was violet, going well with his blue eyes. His mane was fairly short and slightly spiked, matching the tail that was a bit shorter than Soarin's. Both were colored dark red and a dark blue. Oddly enough, for his mane, the blue was surrounded by the red, but for the tail, the red stripe was surrounded by the blue. His cutie mark was of a scroll in front of a red quill.
The two of them had been friends for quite some time. It had happened a couple of years ago, when Muse Scroll had won a contest to write a short story about the Wonderbolts. He'd gotten to hang with them for a while and to write a few ideas for a new slogan for when they wanted to change it. He and Soarin' had hit it off as friends almost immediately, the two of them having found they had quite a bit in common. They loved their pastries, enjoyed adventure books, and they both liked to take it easy whenever they could, among other things.
“I thought you were going for a show in Manehattan.”
Soarin' grimaced. “Yeah, it was cancelled.”
“What? Why?”
“You know the politician who commissioned us?” The Pegasus quickly raided his friend's fridge for a can of Diet Nurse Apple, their mutual favorite soda.
“She was the mayor's assistant or something like that, right?”
“Yup. Turns out she was embezzling funds to pay us.”
“But didn't she also ask you guys to do a private show and after party for the orphanage there?”
“Uh-huh, but since it was all on bits she was stealing, we can't do either. Wonderbolts policy thing and all that.”
Soarin' could hear his friend's facehoof all the way from the kitchen. “That is just not cool.”
“Yeah, but we don't have any control over idiocy.”
“So what does that have to do with you being in Ponyville?”
“Well, our next show isn't until next month, over in Canterlot. Spitfire decided to give us all some time off while this whole mess is resolved. I have to be back sooner, because I'm her lieutenant, but I've still got three days of nothing to do.”
At this point, Soarin' had joined his friend on the couch and set his soda by the unicorn's.
“But enough about idiotic politicians and the resulting mess they leave behind, what're ya working on? A blank piece of paper?”
Muse grinned and shoved his friend. “In that case, I'm all done.”
“Good, I wanna get back at you for beating me at Battlecloud last week!”
“You are not ready for such a feat. You are still learning, young one.”
Soarin' laughed and shoved his friend. “I'm a year older than you! But really, what are you working on?”
“Well,” Muse started, “I got this idea when I was talking to Noteworthy and Caramel. I told you they were dating, right?”
“Yeah, you did.”
“Did I tell you that Caramel proposed?”
“What? When?”
“A couple days ago, actually.”
“Nice! They're lucky to have found each other.”
“Yes they are. Anyway, I got the idea to do something different.”
“What, a romance story?”
“Pretty much.”
“Let me guess,” Soarin' started. “You have an idea of where you want it to go, but you have no idea where to start.”
Muse Scroll nodded with a grin before putting down his quill with a sigh. “You got anything you wanna do? I can't think of anything for this right now. And I mean aside from Battlecloud.”
Soarin' didn't have to think very long, “Let's go see Noteworthy and Caramel.”
There was a nod as they headed out, chatting about pretty much any topic that came to mind. It was already kind of late in the afternoon, so they wouldn't be out for long. The Wonderbolt would be bunking at the writer's place again, like he always did. The two of them had known their now-engaged friends for quite some time and didn't care about their orientation. Neither saw any point in caring about that. The four of them spent almost four hours together, starting with Soarin' congratulating them over the good news and asking how Pinkie's congratulatory party went. Apparently, it had been so wild, the foals hadn't been allowed to come. Too much alcohol and all that. When the engaged couple's clock rang quietly, Muse glanced at it.
“Whoa. Nine o'clock,” he mentioned, before a yawn took over. “Yup, time to go.”
“I can agree with that, I flew here from Cloudsdale.”
“Further than usual?” Caramel asked.
The cloud-based city had a tendency to float along with the wind currents, being made of clouds and all. Thankfully, it travelled around in the same area of Equestria, so it was still easy to find no matter where it moved to. Unfortunately, this meant that travelling distance between Cloudsdale and every other city was never permanent.
“A whole extra hour, and after practice, too.” Soarin' winced slightly at the unpleasant burning sensation in his withers. It wasn't as bad as it had been when he was still new to the 'Bolts, but it was still unpleasant.
“So that’s why you went straight for some of my soda!” Muse chuckled.
“Naturally.”
The two of them bid farewell to their friends and headed back to the unicorn’s small home. The moment they got inside, Muse gave a gasp, surprising his friend in the process. The unicorn dashed over to his notepad and quill, levitating them both. Soarin' chuckled and sat next to his friend once more. He watched as the words flowed onto the paper quickly, reading them as fast as he could. An eyebrow rose.
“You’re doing a mature story this time?” Soarin' asked. “Have you done one before?”
“Nope. I told you that I wanted to do something that I haven’t done before.”
Soarin' nodded. “Wait, it’s a gay couple?”
Muse turned to look at his friend. “Is that a problem?”
“No! Of course not. I just... never thought you were into that kind of thing. I always thought you were straight.”
“I wasn’t sure which way I went at first, to be honest.”
“What decision did you make?”
“I just decided that I was interested in both sides.”
“Wait... you’re bi? Really? What made you decide that?”
Muse grinned. “I got tired of trying to decide which to be.”
Soarin' facehooved and got his friend to laugh as a result. “I should’ve known that was the reason... you lazy ass.”
“Thank you.”
The ‘Bolt shoved his friend again, but the unicorn just laughed harder. Without even thinking about it, Muse found himself yawning and leaning against Soarin', not that the pegasus minded. They’d done this a few times, each time because they got tired and didn’t really care.
“That can’t be the only reason you’re bi... actually, which side do you lean towards more, out of curiosity?”
The unicorn’s quill froze for a moment before he resumed his writing. “I tend to... lean towards stallions more...”
Soarin' could understand why he’d been hesitant to admit that, especially considering that the unicorn looked about ready to fall asleep leaning against his shoulder. But Caramel used to do that, and he was gay.
“Any reason for that?”
Again, his friend froze for a moment. “Not... one that I had any control over...”
The Pegasus frowned at that answer, because it was just confusing. His confusion was evident in his next question. “How is that even possible?”
“It’s not my fault I fell in love with you.”
Soarin' froze. He even stopped breathing for a moment. His mind had to triple-check to make sure he heard right. Love? Him? Muse Scroll loved him? The poor unicorn’s expression showed that he hadn’t meant to say that aloud, because upon realizing that he did, he jerked away from Soarin' and scooted to the other end of the sofa as his face turned a deep crimson. The quill and notepad clattered to the floor. Silence awkwardly held its place for almost ten minutes.
“Since... since when? When did you... know?”
Muse refused to meet his best friend’s eyes, rubbing one hoof against his other foreleg. “Sometime last year...”
“How did you know?”
“My magic.” Soarin' stared at him, unsure what he meant by that. “You don’t know?” The ‘Bolt shook his head. “When... when a unicorn falls in love with somepony, their magic aura changes color, usually to match the other pony’s coat.”
“If it changes, shouldn’t you have noticed sooner?”
“It was... a really slow, gradual change... it didn’t happen right away for me.”
The next question was one that Soarin' simply couldn’t ask at a volume louder than a whisper. “But... why... why didn’t you tell me sooner?”
Muse Scroll turned away. “I... I was scared. I was scared that it would... ruin our friendship. I didn’t want to risk that... I... I’m sorry.”
Soarin' didn’t know what to say to that. Here was one of his closest friends, having held affection for him for almost a year and too scared to admit simply because he didn’t want to lose a friend. Although... he did know what to do.
“Muse Scroll, look at me.” The unicorn didn’t move, his gaze was locked on the floor. “Muse, please...”
He sighed when his friend still didn’t move. Scooting over, he placed a hoof on the unicorn’s chin and gently tilted his head so they were looking each other in the eyes. Before Muse Scroll could pull away, Soarin' pulled him in close and locked their lips together. Muse’s jaw was trying to work as he tried to make words when they separated, but Soarin' spoke first.
“I wish you had told me sooner. You have no idea... for how long I’ve been too scared to ask...”
The pegasus didn’t give his friend a chance to say anything to that, he just pulled him in for another, far more passionate kiss, and this time Muse reciprocated. Soarin' pushed his tongue against his friend’s lips, and quickly gained entry. The moan of pleasure he was rewarded with was very encouraging and very pleasant to his ears. Soon after, he allowed his friend to explore his own mouth and couldn’t help but groan himself. The feeling of that smooth, warm tongue brushing over his teeth, against the roof of his mouth... it was better than he’d imagined it would be. Muse was the first to pull away, both stallions utterly breathless. He smirked softly at what he saw.
“Heh, somepony’s excited,” he teased, noticing Soarin'’s stiff wings.
“You’re one to talk, glowstick.” Muse’s horn was glowing softly out of sheer arousal. “Oh yeah, you’re definitely one to talk...”
Muse gasped sharply when Soarin'’s hoof reached between them and slowly stroked the underside of his hardening cock.
“Ah! S-Soarin'...” he groaned out as the ‘Bolt started to slowly stroke his erection. Muse was having a hard time catching his breath with how good it felt, but he was able to stop his friend’s hoof. “N-Not here. My bed. Now.”
Soarin' didn’t need any other commands. He immediately went off towards the master bedroom that Muse Scroll used, followed shortly after by his friend. Muse was quick to lean back on the bed, his erection flopping a bit against the purple unicorn’s stomach and leaving behind quite the trail of precum. Soarin' could feel himself throb below his barrel, his own precum dribbling out all over his belly and the floor.
“Have you been practicing how to look sexy for me?” he asked, coming over and crawling over his friend-turned-lover.
Muse gave a decidedly less-than-innocent grin as he activated his magic again. Soarin'’s attention was drawn to the nearby dresser. He could clearly see the bottom drawer opening, then the bottom lifted. A false bottom to hide his stuff, huh? Soarin' had to admit that it was pretty creative.
“Oh my Luna,” he whispered as his face turned red upon seeing the various dildos and anal beads in there. “You’ve really had it bad for me, haven’t you?”
“Oh hell yes,” Muse hissed as he brought out the full bottle of lube and left the half-empty one in the drawer. He sealed away his hidden stash, put the bottle on the bedside table, and pulled Soarin' in for another tongue wrestle.
Soarin' couldn’t stop himself; his hips started to gyrate on their own, rubbing their cocks together. Moans escaped them both. It felt so incredibly good that they had to stop their kiss just so that they didn’t run out of air.
“Oh dear Celestia, that feels good...” Muse groaned out. “St-stop for a moment.”
The Wonderbolt wasn’t sure what his friend was planning, but with tremendous effort, he was able to stop thrusting against him. When the unicorn turned over and put himself under the ‘Bolt, Soarin' gave a surprised gasp as his cock was suddenly engulfed in a moist, warm hole.
“Ohhh, Muse, y-y-you’re really... really good at this...” he groaned, stumbling on his words a bit. The pleasure shooting through his dick and down his spine made it difficult to focus, and he found himself gently thrusting in pace with his lover’s mouth.
Muse gave a few groans of his own, his own throbbing erection rubbing against the bed sheets and making him soak the sheets in his fluids. He wrapped his tongue around his new lover’s cock as he bobbed his head along the length. He was only able to get about three-fourths of it in his mouth before his gag reflex started to trigger, but Muse was very much enjoying giving Soarin' a blowjob like this. Almost as much as the pegasus enjoyed receiving it.
“M-Muse, I... I’m going to...” Soarin' suddenly groaned out. Not a moment later, he couldn’t help it as instinct took over and he forced his cock down his lover’s throat with a powerful thrust.
Muse’s eyes went wide as he fought down his gag reflex. He could feel the cock in his mouth throbbing, and he felt it on his tongue when the seed surged through his lover's penis and down his throat. Despite there being too much for him to really handle and having to pull back and let some slip out of his mouth and down his front, Muse found the feeling to be ridiculously good. So good, he groaned around his friend’s length and came all over his underbelly and his bed. It took a good minute for both stallions to stop ejaculating.
“You... are way too good at that,” Soarin' panted out, once his friend had pulled out from under him.
“And you are delicious,” Muse responded with a sly smile, pulling them together for a kiss. He shared the cum that still sat on his tongue with his lover, receiving a groan at the taste as a result. “Think you can go again?”
The very thought about seeing if he could release again made Soarin'’s cock twitch and begin to harden again. His friend scooted forward on the bed and lay down on his stomach. He opened the new bottle of lube and presented it to his friend. Soarin' took the hint and dipped his hoof in the stuff, before very slowly and sensually coating his lover’s asshole in it. He even went so far as to dip his hoof into his friend’s body a little, just to make sure it was well lubricated. Muse’s magic faltered as he moaned and leaned into the touch.
“Nnngg... I-I can’t wait any longer!” Muse Scroll exclaimed suddenly, putting the lube down. “Take me! Please!”
Soarin' couldn’t say no to that kind of desperate begging. He stepped over his purple lover, using his hoof to guide his cock to the asshole that awaited him. There was a tense gasp from Muse as their bodies brushed against each other at that point, before the ‘Bolt started to push in... and with a muted pop, his flared cockhead slipped inside and he halted. The groan that came out of Muse made Soarin' pause for a moment, waiting to make sure the unicorn was alright.
“Dear Luna, you’re tight...” He grunted. It was very difficult to not lose himself to his instincts with how good this was. “Please tell me this is good, because I am not pulling out.”
“Oh, it is so good... j-just... go slow, okay?”
A moment later, both stallions found themselves out of breath once again. Although lubricated, the tight anus surrounding Soarin'’s cock felt insanely good, as did the heat inside his friend’s butt. As for Muse, the sensation of being filled and spread like this left him speechless as he tried, and failed, to voice his pleasure. The pushing didn’t stop until both of them felt Soarin'’s balls brush against Muse’s. Then he started to pull back.
“Oh Celestia, that’s good!” Muse cried, his cock leaking all over his bed again. He liked feeling Soarin'’s dribbling inside his ass and warming him up.
Soarin' was inclined to agree, especially as he pushed back in. The groans and grunts coming from the stallion below him only made him want to go crazy. But he didn’t want to hurt Muse by accident, so he grit his teeth and controlled his motions.
“Ah...! H-Harder!”
At least until Muse said that. Then the ‘Bolt started to put his endurance training to use and started to absolutely rut his friend. Without really thinking, he leaned down and started to nibble on his friend’s ear, earning more lovely moans as a result. Was that drool leaking from the unicorn?
“Nnngg... M-Muse, I-I’m about to...”
Muse didn’t need to hear anymore. “Do it! I want it so bad...!”
Soarin' didn’t disappoint in the least. The unicorn lost all control over his voice, crying out his lover’s name as he felt the big, fat cock in his ass throb. He could feel those balls against his own tense up before a wonderfully wet warmth filled him. Muse’s cock was close, oh so very close to release, Soarin' could tell. As he rode out his own orgasm, he reached under his lover and started to stroke the cock laying against the bed sheets. It took only a couple of full-length strokes for the unicorn to release into Soarin'’s hoof. They remained motionless as they rode out each other’s climax, all the way until the afterglow was almost halfway over. It wasn’t until then that Soarin' slid out of Muse and collapsed next to him.
“You... better do that to me tomorrow...” Soarin' panted out as they turned to each other. Muse Scroll gave an exhausted smile and kissed him.
“If you want me to, love.”
Love. Soarin' smiled at being called that. They took a moment to put the covers over them. Muse scooted up close to the pegasus, who wrapped his wings around the unicorn.
“Good night, my sexy unicorn,” Soarin' whispered as they held each other close. He kissed the unicorn’s forehead.
“Good night, my lovely pegasus.”
It wasn’t long after that they both allowed sleep to take them, cuddled up close in each other’s embrace and dreaming of their future together...
