The gray pegasus hid behind the dumpster. Her fur was covered in muck and dirt from the chase. She clutched the bread that she worked so hard to get her hooves on, tightly to her body. She listened carefully as the clopping of the guard’s hooves passed the alleyway by.
The grey pony peeked around the edge of her hiding place and sighed. “That was too close this time.”
She crawled out from her little hiding place and looked over the bread. Still warm, and surprisingly, almost in perfect condition. Her body, however, was not. Mud dripped from her black and white mane. And she had a few scrapes and bruises. But she was okay.
Taking a large bite and turning the corner onto the street sharply. Unexpectedly she found the loaf suddenly squished against her face. It felt as though she had walked straight into a wall. The thought that immediately entered her mind was was that she had been caught by one of the guards. She raised her hooves, ready to defend herself, but nothing happened. Puzzled, she looked up at what she had walked into. She could only see a dark figure in front of her. There was an awkward silence for a few seconds as she tried to make out who it was.
“Hey,” a young, deep stallion voice pronounced himself in the dark. This gave her a little more information on who this pony was.
Well, there was only one thing could really do at this point. She stood herself back up and adjusted her wings getting ready to fly if she needed to.
“Hey,” she said.
Being slightly taller, he looked down at her. “Well?”
“Well, what?” she asked confused and a little annoyed.
“You want to apologize for running into me and covering me with that dirty bread?”
“How is that MY fault!?” She asked, offended. “You ran into me, and you’re the one who squished my meal on my face.”
He laughed. “Haha! By the looks of it, squished bread on your face would be an improvement to your looks.”
Now she was mad. She began to flap her wings to fly away. She didn't want to hear this. “Asshole!”
“Okay okay… Calm down; I’m sorry,” he apologized. “Let me make it up to you. I'm making a nice vegetable stew back at my place, Why don’t you come over? No offense, but you look like you could use a little hospitality.”
She wasn’t completely sure that she could trust this stallion, but she was hungry. She hadn't had a decent meal in days.
“Fine…”
The door swung open to the pegasus stallion’s home. It wasn’t big. A living room, bedroom, kitchen, and bathroom. It was obviously meant for no more than two ponies to live in. With the sudden light from his home, she could make out the looks of the pony in front of her. He was taller than her, which was to be expected, and he had a beaming pair of purple eyes. Wherever he looked, the colorful retinas of his eyes stuck out and were noticeable above all features of his body. His mane was a plane purple. But each little bit of hair was tipped with a deep black. As well as one large lock of hair that swept over his eye that was a deep black and tipped with purple. And it was styled as if he never brushed or combed it. It worked for him. She also took notice of the bright red and orange flame cutie mark that he sported.
“Nice cutie mark,” she told him.
“Oh, thanks,” he said, looking back at her. “Not a bad one you got there,” referring to the yellow lightning bolt over a black circle that decorated her flank.
There was silence for a few moments.
“So… You live here alone?” the mare asked.
“Yep. It’s not much, but I like it.”
She was going to make another comment, but her stomach rumbled, interrupting her. She needed to eat.
“So, we eating or what?”
“Heh,” he laughed. “I still need to cook it… In the meantime, why don’t you go use the shower. You look - and smell - like you need it.”
“Well, excuse me for living on the streets for the past year. There isn’t exactly a shower in my alleyway.”
He thought to himself for a moment. What was he getting himself into? “I wasn’t trying to offend you,” he told her with a smirk.
She rolled her eyes. “Whatever.”
He watched her walk over to the bathroom and shut the door. Despite her rough appearance, there was still an attractive quality to that mare. He pushed the thought aside and walked to the kitchen.
Better get things ready before Miss Sunshine gets out of the shower…
A few minutes later, he had the table set and the stew he had begun to prepare earlier, simmering on the stove. Then his thoughts drifted back to the mare that was in the bathroom.
Who was she? That was the big question. It wasn’t everyday you ran into a pretty mare getting chased by the cops for shoplifting. He had to admit, he liked her personality. He could tell that she was tough, like someone he could get along with.
Well, time to find out a little about my guest…
“Ahhh…” The mare sighed as the hot water ran over her body. Little beads of warm water clung to her feathers. It had been a long time since she had been able to take a hot shower, and she was enjoying every moment of it… Even if she was in a stranger’s house… Not that she hadn’t encountered strangers before. She wanted to know who this stallion was. Despite his slight obnoxiousness, he was kind… And not too bad looking, she had to admit. She hadn’t seen a stallion that handsome in a while. Especially one that would invite her into his home and offer to put food in her stomach. There must be something he wants. Why else would he do all this? She wouldn’t mind getting to know him a little better…
She had finally washed the last of the dirt off her body and out of her mane when she heard a knock on the bathroom door.
“Yes?”
“I just wanted to get your name,” the stallion said, standing outside of the door and nearly yelling over the sound of the water.
“Shady,” she had raised her voice to cope with the noise as well. “Shady Hearts. What about you?”
“Smoke. So, you gave that guard the slip, eh?”
Shady felt uneasy now. “You saw that?"
"You bet. Why do you think I was out there in the first place?"
"... What are you gonna do, turn me in?”
“I could… But as far as I see it, you weren’t stealing. I see stealing as a filly sees a toy they really like so they take it. I think you ‘acquired it,' because you needed it. Who am I to keep somepony from eating?”
“So, you brought me here to feed me, huh?”
“I can’t just leave somepony out there knowing they’re hungry. I sleep better knowing they aren't going to bed empty at night.”
He heard her giggle from inside the bathroom.
“What’s so funny?”
“So, you want me full, huh?” Her voice was now just on the other side of the door.
"Well, yeah. That's what I just sai-"
The bathroom door suddenly swung open and Smoke was pulled into the room by Shady. He quickly found himself in the shower with her, against the wall, and staring into a pair of deep blue bedroom eyes.
Pinned against the wall, Smoke gulped. This was not expected. But seeing her now in his shower and cleaned up began to arouse him.
He decided to play it off as if he had planned this to happen. "Well that wasn't too difficult."
Shady knew he was completely taken by surprise. It showed in his face no matter how hard he tried to hide it. But there was something else that showed that he wasn't hiding at all. He wanted this, and that's the only confirmation she needed.
Smoke attempted to push himself from the wall of the shower to take control of the situation, only to find that she pushed him right back against it. " Oh-oh no you don't," she teased him and licked his nose. Smoke blushed slightly and relaxed against the wall.
Let's see what she has planned for us.
Shady pressed downward against his body, causing him to slide onto his backside. She kept him pinned against the wall and she began to work his shaft with her hoof.
This must be what he wanted, so I may as well give it to him. She giggled to herself as she watched him *grow* with anticipation.
Smoke was enjoying the sensation. He leaned his head back and let it come to rest on the shower wall. Watching her every move, and enjoying the look of her wet, black and white striped mane as it dangled in between his legs. He was trying to hold in laughter as her mane was gently whipping his thighs, giving him a ticklish feeling which gave him even more pleasure. Smoke noticed a grin popping up on the young mare's face, then her head swept forward towards his crotch.
Smoke tensed up slightly when he felt Shady wrap her mouth around his now fully erect cock. But soon he relaxed when the pleasure began to take over his body. He leaned back and closed his eyes, taking in the warm, tingly feeling he was receiving as her head bobbed up and down between his legs. To his surprise, she was good, and knew what she was doing. She pulled her mouth off his throbbing member and ran her tongue along the underside of it, sending a rush of pleasure through his body. The stallion focused on keeping his composer. Her last little trick had made his left leg begin to tremble.
Shady was quick to notice the condition that her shower partner was in and ceased her actions, much to Smoke’s disappointment. Shady laid down on her back in front of him and spread herself.
“You don’t get to have all the fun,” she said. “Get down here!”
Smoke didn’t hesitate and instantly obeyed her, moving his head down in between her legs.
It looks like I'll get an appetizer before the stew.
Shady arched her back violently as she felt his tongue gently whip her clit.
“AHH!”
Smoke paused his actions for a moment. Without looking up to her he asked casually, “What?” He then began to dig back into his meal.
She was breathing somewhat heavily. “I… I just didn’t expect you to be this goo-OOOOD!"
Shady covered her hotly blushing face as his tongue swirled around inside his warm appetizer. He didn’t usually eat clams, but this meal was cooked perfectly.
She wrapped her front hooves around his head and pulled him close to her face, making sure he met her gaze. She licked his nose and then began to suck on his neck.
Smoke took his shaft into his hoof and aligned his erection in between her legs, taking precise aim. He could feel the excitement growing inside of him. Teasingly, he flicked the head of his penis against her warm, dripping pussy.
“OH! Just put it in alread-” Before she could finish her sentence, she found herself being filled with fat stallion cock. Deeper and deeper it entered her until it came to his base. What only took two seconds felt like two minutes until his stallionhood was all the way in. She wanted to let out a yelp, but swallowed her voice and brought her lips to his in a long, passionate kiss. As their lips were locked, he began thrusting. He went slowly at first, but soon began to pick up speed. The warm water drenched their fur and steam filled their lungs as they both began panting. The hot water in the air swirled with the power of every exhale. Both ponies were in pure bliss as every movement became automatic. Seconds felt like minutes. Minutes felt like hours. The water pouring from the shower head had lost all heat by now. But they didn't care. Smoke picked her up off of the icy shower floor and pressed her against the wall. Still cock deep in the mare; he used her weight to keep her steady as he continued his movements deep inside if her. Her young, tight walls felt perfect against his flesh. The moans and grunts continued for several minutes.
My water bill is going to be outrageous. I better finish this up.
Smoke picked up speed, bouncing Shady up and down against the wall.
"OH FUCK!" she cried at the unexpected increase of pace. She wrapped her lower legs around his waist and locked them together, embracing him tightly. "DON'T *huff* STOP!"
With those words, Smoke put every bit of energy into her. He was finding everything quite comical. The new partner off the street. How quick she wanted him. And especially the *Slap! Slap! Slap!* of flesh on flesh contact. He felt her body tense up tightly. It was time. Casually and yet, out of breath he asked "Ready?".
"Ready!" she cried in a soft moan.
Pressing her smaller body down he filled her up with as much of himself as he could.
"AAAGGHHH!!!" The young grey Pegasus all but screamed. She lost control of her wings as they spread wide in the shower, knocking over various soap bottles.
The sound of her climax signaled Smoke's heavy release. He pumped her full of his seed, squeezing her tightly to him. Then, just as he had finished emptying his load into her, "WHOA!" Instantly he slipped and released her from his strong grip. Her wings had knocked the soap on the ground causing the shower floor to become slick. They both lay on each other, recovering from the euphoria they had both just experienced. They wrapped their tails together as the arctic cold water washed over them.
They lay there wondering what the right response would be to the event that had just occurred. Shady was the first to break the silence. She looked at him with the most straight face a pony could wear, and he returned the look for several seconds. They stared at each other until finally...
"Heh... Heheh! HAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAA!"
They tried to stand, but ended up collapsing onto each other again in a fit of laughter. They now had to wash the soap off and restock it in the icy cold water. But this wasn't a problem. They simply had too much fun.
Smoke dug in his bathroom cabinet and tossed Shady a towel. Drying themselves off they both had the same thought.
I'm so fucking hungry right now.
Shady tossed the towel into the hamper in the corner of his bathroom and caught a cheap smirk on Smoke's face as he glanced at her mane. "What? Maybe if you had a hairbrush it wouldn't be so damn frizzy!" She yanked the towel from his hooves and begun to mess his purple and black mane up. "Haha! Now our hair styles match! How do you like that?!"
"Okay, okay I get it! " Smoke swatted the towel away. "C'mon. Lets get some grub!"
Smoke stood over the pot of simmering stew, holding the wooden spoon he used to stir it in his mouth. He continued stirring for a few minutes before he removed the pot from the flame. He grabbed the pot’s handle in his mouth and carefully carried it to the table, where Shady sat impatiently.
“It’s about damn time,” she told him. “I’m starving.”
“Well, here,” he said. “Mares first,” Smoke slowly poured the contents of the pot into the bowl in front of her. Once her bowl was full, he moved over to his own.
“Oh, sweet Celestia, finally!” Shady exclaimed as she held the bowl in her hooves. She put it up to her lips and began to quietly slurp the contents with haste. Within seconds she had swallowed all the stew in her bowl.
“Well,” Smoke said, “based on your performance earlier, it doesn’t surprise me how quickly you swallowed that.”
“Oh, ha-ha, smartass,” she rolled her eyes at him. Her chin was dripping with stew. " Got anymore?"
“Help yourself, ” Smoke began, “Not that it wasn’t fun, but I need to ask: Why?”
“Why what?” Shady asked, wiping the stew from her chin. She grabbed the pot and poured another bowl full.
“ You know what I’m talking about. For starters, we just met in a dark alley. We don’t know each other at all.” He took a sip from his bowl.
“Oh that.” she asked. “It was fun, wasn’t it? As far as I’m concerned, that’s what life is about. Having fun, which is something that I’ve never had a lot of. Besides, isn't that what you wanted?”
“Well, I wasn’t expecting it… But hey, I’ll take it,” He said. He wasn’t quite sure what to say at this point, so he buried his muzzle into his bowl. She was right though. Well, maybe it wasn't his intention from the beginning, but she was still right. When he looked back up, he saw Shady finished her second helping and was now now standing, headed towards the door.
“Well, I should probably go now,” she said. “Thanks for the food… And the shower,” she added a wink with the last part of the sentence.
Smoke watched her walk towards the door. He may not have known this mare, but he knew one thing: he didn’t want her to leave. It wasn't love or any of that mushy stuff, but he felt that he cared about her. He couldn’t let her go back to living in the streets.
“Wait,” Smoke said, now standing himself up from the table. "You can’t go back to living out there."
“Why not?” she asked. “I’ve been out there over a year, I’ll be fine.”
“If you want, you can stay here with me. I have enough room. I have a decent job too. Let me at least help you out."
“But I don’t even know you,” she told him.
“Oh, I think we know each other pretty well now,” he laughed. “Come on, I don't want you to live on those scummy streets anymore, wondering where your next meal is going to come from.”
Shady grunted. "Fine, but only one night, okay?"
Smoke smiled, he held out a hoof to accept the deal. Shady held her hoof out in agreement. But right before they shook, Smoke said one final sentence. "One month."
"Dammit, Smoke!" She gave him a punch to the arm.
"You agreed. We shook hooves. It's now official! You're staying here for at least a month."
"Whatever. But just a month. I hate taking advantage of ponies," she gave him a very serious look.
Smoke sniffed at the air. "Uh oh..."
"What?"
"That smells like bullshit," he laughed.
"Fuck you, Smoke!"
"Oh fine, sour puss. Is there anything else I can do for Queen Shady before we hit the hay?"
Shady thought for a few seconds. ".... Got any pot?"
Author's Note
I didn't write this on my own. I'd like to thank my co-author, gimeasandwich for his help.
