I sling drink

"...eugh....taste of death...." Nightshade was laying across me, breathing lightly. Her chest rising and falling rhythmically. I felt a draft below my belt, "Oh...great..." I clenched my fists...my right hand was a bit tacky, "Oh shit...." I brought my hand up to my face, "Sooka......"

"Hmm~ Vlad?" She lifted her head up, "Oh hi...I had a really weird dream last night,"

"Did it involve me....with you?"

She looked at where she was, eventually looking at her back end, "Oh my...oh dear sweet Luna!" She rolled off me and onto the floor, "We- I-"

"Shut up...." With her off I sat up, tucked myself away, and stood up, "Der'mo....my head is killing me,"

I started off into the kitchen with Nightshade in tow, "I can't believe it....we actually did it...and I don't even remember it,"

"Is because we didn't...." I cleared the table onto the floor and laid my head on it.

"Huh...but..."

"To drunk to function, could not rise,"

"But...do you not smel-"

I gave an extremely rough cough, "You complained....I assisted....am not proud..."

"Oh..." She shifted her hooves, "...I....I might have been drunk all last night...."

"Maybe...you seemed sober at bar,"

"Yeah....about that, I might have found a bottle in the desk back at the bar...."

"My bottle? Is....is absinthe...I suppose that explains your stubbornness,"

"What is all this," She look at the floor, "What happened?"

"Ha...we drink to decide bet,"

She pushed the bottle on the floor with a hoof, "How am I still alive?"

"Stubbornness...or maybe you are preserved....so you do not remember bet?"

"I remember finding the bottle...then looking through some papers,"

"Ha...you tell me, "we do it tonight" I tell you no, you challenge me to drinking contest, we drink heavily...I lose,"

"What? How did I bea-"

"I may have let you win....I make most my drinks double, to give you sporting chance,"

"So....but we didn't do it?"

"Not yet....technically you still win bet,"

"But...your wife.."

I gave her an odd look, "I tol- oh wait....was after I found you in office," I lifted my hand up, "Was not easy choice..." She covered her mouth with both hooves.

"So does this mean-"

"Yes.....do not make big deal of it,"

"But- but- I- you- The thing!" She grabbed my legs and started shaking them, "We can do the thing!"

"...why you no say sex, or fuck, or....what ever...does not matter,"

"....my aunt told me only bad fillies swear,"

"...are you five?"

"No...jerk," She let go of my legs and went into my fridge, "I'm taking your juice!"

"...ok? I mean...you basically live here now, no?" He hugged the carton of orange juice so hard it spurt out the top.

"You mean it?!"

"Eh...is big house..." She bolted over to me and latched onto my side, "Hey- get off, you are covered in juice!"

"Wanna lick it off?" she asked, trying to act seductive.

"What....the....fuck?"

"Is- is that not sexy?"

"No....orange juice is not "Sexy""

"But..."

"No...is orange juice soaked girl propositioning me,"

"Well it's not my fault I'm not good at this! It's not like I've had any practice,"

"No boyfriend?"

"No, my brother never let me,"

"Ha...I was same way....as was father....me, he push me to fuck any girl I could,"

"Gross,"

"Ha ha...ha....yes.....yes it was, I remember one girl, smell of rotting fish, I leave her crying on bed."

"Thats....kinda aweful,"

"Was like rotting fish in summer! Was not normal,"

"Do I smell?"

"I do not know, let me check,"

I quickly sniffed my fingers, they smelled oddly of vanilla, "Wha- oh, hey wait-"

"Before you get mad, you asked me to do it,"

"But...no blood? Isn't there supposed to be blood?"

"....I....yes.....but I did not fucking wear you like sock puppet...." I flapped my fingers like a mouth.

"Gross,"

"You did not think so....and also you smell of vanilla, is strange....."

"Why's that?"

"Have you smel- never mind....I sincerely hope not."

"...wait....." She walked over to me and gave me a quick sniff, "Eugh....you smell,"

"As do you...you do realize you slept, seeping onto me right?"

"Don't say seeping....that sounds gross,"

"It was gross,"

"Thanks...."

"Is gross to have it dry on me....not that you-"

"Enough! Dear Luna....look lets just....wait...we can shower together right!?" She said perkily.

"...I suppose, but is read shower...I have not in days and you are covered in juice,"

"This is gonna be awesome..." We made our way to the bathroom.

"...is that normal?" She said poking me, "I mean..."

"Stop...and yes is fine....is gift from father," I turned the shower full blast, "Eh....fuck it...we have money today," I switched it to fill the tub, "Also....you need to calm down,"

"What? Why?!"

"Your face is glowing red and your back leg is trembling,"

"WELL I'M NERVOUS OK?!"

"Why you yell? Why you nervous?"

"I don't know, you make me feel funny when your...like this,"

"Ha...is quite intimidating," I swung side to side.

"Stop that...that weird smacking sound is...weird,"

"...you wanted to do this for entire week....what would you do if I said yes on Wednesday?"

"Uh....I don't know....stuff....this kind of stuff,"

"You have lived with me for three days, you would explode if you tried it sooner,"

"...shut up...sex isn't easy,"

"Hey you said it," I looked back at the tub, it was slightly overfull, "Oh der'mo," I quickly shut it off and drain some water, "is....ok ready, get in,"

"You get in, I'm smaller, you'll take up more room," I rolled my eyes and slowly submerged myself, "Ok....you can do this," She slowly swung her back legs over the wall of the tub and sunk in, "Ahhh...warm,"

"Here," I handed her a bar of soap, "Clean yourself,"

She didn't take the soap, "You do realize I cant use that right?" She waved her hooves in front of me, "I mean how would I hold it?"

"How do your people hold anything....fine, do not be squeamish," I stood and tucked my legs under me so that I could move my upper body freely.

"Ah- hey, what are you-" I dunked her head, "-Hey!"

"Quite you...you smell of citrus..." I quickly brought the soap to bear over her, she squired as I worked it across her back, "What did I say!"

"I can't help it..."

I hit a sensitive spot and her wings flung open almost hitting me in the face, "Whoa...what the hell?"

"Sorry....that happens,"

"....weird without the feathers...."

"Thanks....I know they aren't as nice as-"

"Did I say that!?" I dunked her head again, "I said is weird, not bad," I took the soap across her stomach.

"...you really think their nice...."

"Are ok...not a fan of flying things in the first place,"

"Oh...but their nice?"

"....yes, are nice," She leaned back into me.

"Know any more stories...."

"Uh....I know one of war again,"

"Is it nice?"

"...is war,"

"Is it good?"

"...is important to me..."

"I'll listen,"

"FUCK FUCK FUCK! WE ARE GOING TO DIE OUT HERE," Dima was clutching his rifle to his chest and screaming.

"Shut up Dima! Vosa, Vladamir, Gregor, Suppressive fire!" Our sergent stood to take some shot and was hit twice in the chest, "ACH- AAHHHH"

"Fuck, Gregor we survive this, you and me, we live through this yes?!" I yelled at him. He looked worried, "Gregor!?"

"ARHHH- FUCK! Vosa cover me!" He got in position to sprint, "Vladamir you take shot when I cover you ok?"

"Yes, be safe,"

"Like you said we make it out of here.....VOSA NOW," Vosa popped his rifle over the cover and began shooting towards the enemy, "FUCK!" Gregor sprinted into some adjacent cover. Vosa was about to take cover when a bullet ripped through his throat.

"FUCK ME, DIMA!" I pulled Vosa over to Dima, "Dima, DIMA, PRESSURE!" I moved his hands to Vosa and pressed his hands closed.

"Vladamir, are you ready,"

"Fuck! FUCK! YES!" Gregor popped out of cover and drew their fire, I looked over the wall and could see small muzzle flashes coming from a far off building, I took my rifle and drove two shots through the wall. A scream could be heard far off. Gregor let off and things got quite, "HA...CHECHEN PIECE OF SHIT!" I went to check on the others, Dima was slowly working to save Vosa, "HAHA WE SURVIVE YOU ISLAMIST PIECE OF SHIT!"

"Vladamir, we make it!" he sprinted back over to us, "I owe you drink when we get home!" A tank and APC soon arrived on scene and we grouped around it, "Ha...maybe now we go home!"

Vosa was loaded into the APC along with Dima, Myself and Gregor standing next to the tank.

"Vosa should be ok, is flesh wound," Gregor said pulling his hat back on, "I still cannot believe we made it,"

"Islamist fucks..." I was cut off by the crack of a sniper rifle, "What-"

"SNIPER-" Gregor pushed me down, catching a bullet in the collar before we hit the floor. The tank quickly moved forward, firing a shell into the offending building.

There I was, Gregor laying on me. His breathing ragged and blood pouring from his chest, "GREGOR!? GREGOR HOLD ON! MEDIC!? MEDIC!?" He grabbed onto my arm.

"Vladamir....is cold....why is always cold...." He said between bloody coughs, "Afghanistan was never this cold...."

"GREGOR! FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK!"

"- At least....at least....I- I- " He slowly slipped away, my mentor, my brother, my family, taken again by Chechen bastards.

"FUCK, GREGOR? GREGOR NO! I NOT ALLOW YOU, GET UP! ....Gregor get up....please.....please get up..."

"I was discharged after that...I served my time, Dima died shortly after, I find out Vosa made it, he lives in small town on Volga now," Nightshade hadn't said a thing the whole time, "You ok?"

".....can we get out,"

"....yes,"

I was dressed now, simple sleep pants and a shirt, "Vlad....can I,"

"....come," I lead her to the bedroom, "I-" Nightshade flew into me and wrapped her hooves around me, I fell onto my ass and my back was propped against the bed.

"...why....why did you tell me that...."

"...you asked,"

"I feel so bad.....I- i-," I could hear her crying, "Why do I feel so bad?"

"Is ok...." I stroked her mane, "Is ok...."

"It's not ok! Why do you say it's ok?"

"Is my life....is what happens,"

"But it didn't have to be....you...you could have-" I wrapped my arms around her.

"Shhh, shhh little one....is ok,"

"It's not ok....it's not....I...."

"Calm, calm...for every loss I suffer, i grow stronger, for every loss I gain so much more,"

"But..." I pulled her back and gave her a deep, loving kiss, her body tensing before losing all tension once more.

I let her off and let her head fall onto my shoulder once again, "Better?"

"...sort of....can we do it again?"

"No....not yet, you need to calm...."

"But..." I held her at length again, she looked away, her face tear stained and glowing red, "Stop it...."

"Is ok...." I pulled her close again, "Is ok to be embarrassed,"

"But....I..." She took a deep breath, "I want to be with you...but...I can't help you, I don't know how,"

"I do not need help...."

"But...you've....so much hurt...."

"I have had a lifetime to deal with them,"

"....can we,"

"Yes..." I shifted her over me and worked my fly open, I centered myself around her, "Are you ready,"

I felt her legs lock around me and her head pull tight against me, "I think so...just...be nice,"

I took a deep breath and slowly drove myself into her, stopping before breaking her, "Are you sure?"

"Vlad just fucking do it before I lose my fucking nerve!" I think that was the first time I heard her say that. I pressed forward breaking her, "AHHHHHHhhhh....ow, ow, ow, owie," I could feel her hooves starting to leave marks on my back, "Go...go make it feel better...."

"Shhh....I have you now..." I wrapped my right hand around her head and used my left to hold her in place. I slowly began thrusting inside of her, her voice cracking and squeaking as I did.

Eventually her cries turned to low moans, "Vlad....it..." I gave a quick thrust, "AH!....ahh it feels....more,"

I kept rhythm and could feel her slowly acclimating to me, my lack of release for these months quickly catching up with me. I gave a few more thrusts and she let out one long continuous moan. Her sex winking around me was enough to bring myself over the edge as well. I pulled her head back and quickly force my tongue in her open mouth, I took the dominant position and quickly felt the mare melt around me. A few spazmatic twitches later I was gone, as was she.

"Vlad...." She sounded weak, "I...I don't think my legs work,"

"...is ok...I think is time for quick rest," I slowly took myself away from her and cleaned up, I then laid her softly on the bed and crawled in next to her.

"....I....I like that.....a lot..."

"Heh....so did I, but is time for rest," I curled around her, her soft mane nuzzled around my face.

It was a very nice night.