Gingy's Christmas Drabble Gift!by Ginger PonyChapters2nd December3rd December4th December5th December6th December7th December8th December2nd December~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 2nd December Seasons Greetings from Livingdeath! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Friday night. For many, it meant the end of a long and stressful week of working, and the start of their forty-eight hour R&R. Either time to sit down by a warm fireplace and immerse oneself in a good book, spend the evening with friends and a few drinks, or a cosy night with the one you care about. And Virgil and Lance were doing just that. The cold, late November wind was blowing outside, courtesy of the weather team, and rain was beginning to patter on the small town of Ponyville. The two stallions, for they were stallions, lay cuddled together, the younger, silver unicorn slowly stroking a hoof through the red and black mane of his older, alicorn, other half. A content smile were on both their faces, basking in the glow of the fire and each other. Their own small illuminated sanctuary of the hearth rug and the fire in the middle of the darkness shrouding them. "You know you don't have to if you don't want to." Virgil said, tilting his white neck to look down at lance, his black and red mane spilling gently over his shoulders and tickling Lance's muzzle. "I'm only gonna try and delay more." Lance responded, giggling gently as the hairs tickled his face. He looked up at the alicorn above him. He was, both figuratively, and literally, one in a million. A male alicorn, and vampiric to boot. Just the description of him spoke danger and fear, but in person, he was the complete opposite. Kind, caring, and always denied his natural instincts (save for enemies that deserved it.). Lance lifted his blue maned head and kissed Virgil gently on the lips, parting them slightly to run a tounge along the sharp incisors; it always gave him a small thrill whenever he did that. And tonight, he'd get oh so much more. Virgil sighed happily behind the kiss. "Okay, babe." He said kindly, pecking him once on the cheek. It always gave him a small burst of happiness seeing Lance so happy. and that made him happy. Which made Lance even more happy. Virgil had seen many lives worth of events; some going by within a blink. He had had little time to enjoy the finer things in life (a point Lance seemed personally responsible for when Virgil admitted his last relationship had been during the time of Nightmare Moon.) But now, there was nothing that could stop them enjoying this night. They both smiled, and Virgil raised a gentle white hoof to push on Lance's silver shoulder, rolling him over onto his back. Lance blushed, instinctively his hooves covering his privates. Virgil chuckled, and laid his own body ontop of Lance's, using his wings for balance. "Tell me when, and I'll stop." He said reassuringly, before moving his mouth towards Lances shoulder and nipping it gently. And lesser vampire would have pierced his jugular by now, but Virgil had had centuries to rein in his instincts. A good thing too, as Lance removed one of his hooves to stifle the small moan that came from his mouth. Virgil chuckled. like that, eh? He nipped a few more times, teasing with his incisors once or twice. Lance had a hard time stifling the stream of cute little moans. Lance was slowly getting hard, and he could tell Virgil was getting aroused too; as his wings were slowly stifling into the air, quivering at the tips. Lower and lower Virgil went, using his forehooves to slowly massage Lance's clear flanks. Yes, he had no cutie mark, but Virgil wasnt bothered about that. He was more interested about making Lance feel good. Eventually, and with a squeak from Lance, Virgil's jaw his something hard. Virgil chuckled and gave an accusing, smug look at Lance, who just blushed gently and looked away. With a small smile to himself, Virgil looked down at the rather impressive stallionhood benieth him. It was large, but not overly so, and a dark grey, in contrast with his silver coat. Virgil dipped his head down, looking at Lance square in the eye from behind his shaft, and gave one long, slow lick from bottom to top, never breaking eye contact. "A-ahh..." Lance moaned, hooves now sprawled out to the side of him, basking in the pleasure he was reciving. Vrigil thought it was enough time teasing, and readied himself for something more... filling. He repositioned himself, and with his mouth wide open, slowly lowered his maw ontop of Lances member, inch by inch it dissapearing down his tight throat. Lance let out one, long moan of pur exstacy, his hooves brushing Virgils mane. He couldnt do much at the moment, and doubted he could concentrate on his magit at all. He decided just to lay back and enjoy it. Virgil moaned gently around the shaft, his muzzle brushing Lance's fur at the base. Being mindful of his teeth, he came back up near the tip, and lowered himself down to just past the medial ring, slowly sucking Lance off. Virgil's own member craved attention, but he knew right now this night was Lance's. And they were just starting. He gave a pat with his hooves onto Lance's own, signaling him to guide him. Lance got the message. With only a bit of force, Lance pushed down on Virgil's mane, pushing his head down. Lance was really enjoying this. So much so, he barely noticed his orgasm was fast approaching, until it was too late. "Virgil, I'm gonna..." Virgil ddidnt need telling twice. He picked up his speed, foring the hard shaft all the way down his throat. with a few thrusts of his own from Lance, and a single, drawn-out moan, Lance came, his member throbbing in time with the waves of pleasure. Lance came hard down Virgil's throat, who swallowed most of it, a small amount spilling around the sides of his shaft. He took himself off of Lances slowly softening member, and made sure to show Lance the cum in his mouth before swallowing it, smacking his lips. They both chuckled; Lance from the post-coital bliss, and Virgil from Lance's same feeling. He leaned forward and kissed Lance passionately on the mouth, expressing just how much he loved the unicorn below him. And the night was still young. 3rd December~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 3rd December Happy Holidays from rgillespie94 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Cold. That's how you'd describe the weather outside. Milder early winter temperatures had dropped to sub-zero; so much so the weather team had decided to let this current snow storm die out, rather than risk hypothermia to one of the team. It was close to hearths warming eve, a day many-a pony anticipated. a time for presents for the fillies and colts, and time to meet old friends or new acquaintances. And for two ponies, a time for a lot of cuddling. "Here you go Aegis." Spotlight said, the orange unicorn entering the fire-lit living room, levitating two steaming cups of hot chocolate with his magic. His blue eyes looked around the room from behind a mane of messy black and white; constantly in a state of perpetual frazzleness. The Christmas tree was turned off, the TV shut down, and only the fire illuminated the room. Spotlight made the smallest of 'aww' noises in the back of his throat as his eyes finally rested on Aegis. The brown-coated Pegasus lay snoring gently on the hearth rug, his eyes closed and mouth curled upwards slightly in a content smile behind a short red mane which matched his tail. The warmth of the fire sent flickering lights across his face, basking him in a warmth glow. Spotlight almost thought twice about not waking up Aegis, but knew he should. The fire would die down soon, and a quick glance outside showed the snow was picking up in speed, slowly becoming a blizzard. Spotlight gently put the two drinks on the mantle, next to the small countdown calendar and two stockings hung up, and laid beside Aegis. He looped his forelegs around Aegis' back, nuzzling the back of his head. "Aegis." Spotlight whispered, giving the ear a little lick. "Come on hun, drinks are ready." Aegis just wiggled in his sleep and made a small, almost cat-like hum at the contact. Spotlight's heart couldn't take much more cuteness, especially from Aegis; he'd shown, quite effectively, that he could bend Spotlight around his hoof with the right pitying look and big shiny eyes. "Aegis come on now, or ill throw you outside. " He gave the brown Pegasus a shove, finally nudging him awake. He blinked a few times, yawned widely, and finally caught sight of Spotlight. "Oh, hey." He said sleepily, planting a small kiss on Spotlight's lips. nothing sexual, just a reminder he was still there. "How long was I out for?" He turned his head in thought, a tuft of mane sticking out, giving him such a cute expression. More adorableness. Spotlight really doubted he'd last another five minutes at this rate. "Only a short while." Spotlight replied, blushing gently. "Oh yeah, and the drinks are done." He said, looking up and levitating the drinks down to them. "I hope you like marsh..." Aegis had fallen asleep again on Spotlight's shoulder. Spotlight gave a deadpan stare at nopony in particular, and tutted under his breath. But he couldn't stay mad at him. He just looked to gosh darn cute. "Ohh Aegis~" Spotlight chimed, using his magic to press gently on the sides of Aegis' ribs, tickling him awake. "Wait, wha? Oh no! Spotlight no-ahh HAhaaAGHah!" Aegis wriggled around, him being highly ticklish. Spotlight chuckled as well, but after a few seconds, relented the adorable onslaught. Aegis took a few seconds to catch his breath. "A simple... shake would... have sufficed." But he giggled anyway, and wrapped his hooves around the other, pushing their bodies as close as possible. "I do love you though." He said warmly. "And you too hun." Spotlight responded. Outside, the storm had turned into a fully fledged blizzard, taking small amounts of tinsel from a few outdoor decorations. They sat like that for a few minutes, just enjoying each others company, both amazed they managed to find somepony so perfect for them. After a short while, Spotlight shrugged gently, facing Aegis. "Your drinks there by the way." He said, tilting his had towards the two cups of nearly-hot-hot-chocolate. Spotlight picked up his own and took a sip, absentmindedly levitating another log on the fire. Aegis looked at Spotlight with a chuckle. Idiot...He chuckled under his breath. Leaning in, he put his lips next to Spotlight's ear. "Hun?" He asked, his voice laced with seduction. Spotlight's eyes widened slightly. "Y...Yes?" He responded in kind, heart rate picking up. "Im allergic to chocolate. Remember?" 4th December~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 4th December Merry Christmas from Archangel Doom ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ “Explain to me again why im doing this?” Shining Amour asked with desperation, looking at Charalos with pity in his eyes. “Because you volunteered.” Charalos replied, looking at Shining from around a currently blank easel, a paintbrush held delicately in his left wing. “So next time you have any inclination to become a nude model, stop yourself.” Char chuckled, his short black mane wiggling as he did so. Shining just gave a deadpan stare at the brown pegasus, rolling his eyes. “I was drunk!” He said indignantly, crossing his fore hooves as he sat on a cushioned mattress, lamps and lights surrounding him. He wasn't going to lie, this bed was comfy, but it seemed too cheesy. “But you pinkie promised.” Char chortled. “You know what happens if you break one of them!” Shining just sighed. Of course he knew. Everypony knew. And everypony was too scared to find out. “Just lay back and sit still for an hour or five.” Char' said, before disappearing behind his easel. “What! Fi-” “Ah ah ah! No talking!” Char tittered from behind his canvas, intermittently peaking around to get a look at Shining. Shining lay on his back, turned slightly away from Char'. His white coat in contrast with the blood-red covers of the bed below him. His blue mane, usually hidden under a gleaming golden helm lay freeflowing and spilling down his shoulders. Charalos wasn't going to lie. Shining looked hot. Like, struggling -to-paint-beacuse-he-kept-oogling-at-him hot. But did he know? Or did he think he knew he knew? What if he didn't know? Or he knew but because he knew he knew, he knew he should appear that he didn't know. But what about- “Charalos?” Shining asked, looking back towards the artist. “Looking a bit hot under the collar.” That much was evident; his coat gleamed in sweat and his hooves wouldn't stop shaking. He sputtered, tripping over his own words. “Artist block?” Shining asked. Char decided to just nodded, going with that. Shining Armour just sighed. “Take all the time you need.” He didn't sound irritated though. Char mentally (and physically) slapped himself. snap out of it! He dived back behind his canvas; still painfully empty. why not? he thought. he admitted himself the other month his... orientation. Sure, Cadence did leave hm only a year ago, but he's surly not doing it out of desperation. And why would he tell me?...nothing can come of harm from this, can it? Yes... nothing really I can lose, so why not? mentally bracing himself, Charalos put down his paintbrush and walked slowly to Shining, hoof steps muffled silent by the white carpet in his studio. Char managed to approach right behind Shining without him realising. “Shining?” He said softly, trying to to startle the white unicorn. His hear trate was thundering, and he was lucky enough not to sprint out of there and never look back. “Yeah? What is i- mmmhH!” Shining turned over, but was interrupted by a kiss on the lips. By Charalos. Well... Oh my god oh my god oh my god! Char's mind raced, caught in the moment. Only when he realised his actions weren't being reciprocated dis his heart sink. he doesn't, does he? Char took his lips off of Shining's and looked away. Meanwhile, Shining's head was buzzing as well. What? But he just kissed me! He never said he was... then again, it is harder for some ponies. But do I? After last time... Charalos turned away, dejected. “Feel free to leave if you want to. I would.” He said, not looking at Shining. How could I be so stupid?! Now I've ruined everything! What am I t- “Charalos?” Char paused, grey eyes wide and fearful, but accepting his actions. If he was going to yell, best get it over with. Grimacing with his eyes closed, he turned around, awaiting his fate. Seconds passed, the small clock hidden somewhere ticking obnoxiously loudly. Then Charalos felt something brush his lips. They were another pair of lips, Shining's Lips. “Oh.” Author's Note Im sorry Arch, just really wasn't in the mood for clop tonight. 5th December~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 5th December Ho Ho Ho, And a MASSIVE thanks to Jadeile, who write this thanks to me being ill ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Caramel sighed and ran his hoof through his mane while staring at the piece of paper in front of him. It was as white as the view from his window - it had been snowing for a couple of days now and Hearth Warming's Eve was approaching quickly. That only made the matter worse. He had forgotten to write back to Braeburn again. He always did, he always took days after receiving a letter to remember that he should reply, but this time it was even worse - he had taken a couple of weeks now. At this rate the letter wouldn't even make it to Appleloosa by Hearth Warming's Eve and his gift would be late. However, he wasn't sure how to say what he wanted to say. His news about his life were... complicated this time around. On one hoof they were certainly bad news, but on the other hoof they were good news in a way. He just needed to make Braeburn see the good side and hope that he thought so too. He picked up his quill and begun scribbling uncertainly. “Dear Braeburn, I'm sorry for being later than usual. I have been having trouble with my love-life and that distrac” He shook his head and balled up the paper, then picked a new sheet. “Dearest Braeburn, I'm sorry for the late reply. I broke up with Sassaflash and I” He grunted in annoyance and started over again. “Dear Brae, My girlfriend found I out I keep your picture in my bedside table drawer and broke up wi” Caramel chuckled in embarrassment and stared at the paper. Why the heck not, he was going to toss this anyway so he could mess with it. “with me. I'm gay for you. Let's make some sweet sweet lo” A sudden knock on his door startled him from his writing and he looked towards the noise with a little bit of panic. He quickly crumpled up the letter and tossed it in the trash can before getting up. “I'm coming, hold on”, he said and trotted over to the door. He was very surprised when on the other side of the door was none other than Braeburn himself, in all his snowy glory. The stallion immediately grabbed him by his shoulders and looked at him with big eyes. “Caramel! Thank goodness, you seem to be alright!” he said and shook him a little bit, “I sent my letter weeks ago and I was getting worried about your silence! I didn't want to receive a letter about your departure as a Hearth Warming's gift so I came over to see you myself! Don't scare me like that!” Caramel shivered from the snowy hooves holding him and at the cold air coming in from the open door. Or maybe just from the fact that the stallion he had just been thinking so fondly of was right there. This had to be the best Hearth Warming's gift ever. … now he would need to come up with a way to tell Brae face to face what he had been meaning to write to him. Oh boy. Author's Note 5th? wait, what? Yes, I fell ill the other day, and had home troubles the day after. needless to say im getting back on track. A big massive thanks to Jadeile. You should check her artwork out. no, really, it's top class. http://jadeile.deviantart.com/ 6th December~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 6th December More Ho's from Jadeile (I wrote this one though) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Why did I ever fall for him? The two immortal beings glared at each other inside the empty room. Celestia's supernatural mane flowed eerily in the non-existent wind, and Discord floated mid-air, innocently twiddling his thumbs of his mis-matched paw/claws. "What do you mean, independent?" Celestia sighed, massaging her head with a hoof, should she have another headache. They stood in a storage room deep within the depths of Canterlot castle, the room filled part-way fith dusty crates, their contents unknown. In the center stood a five foot pole, adorned with a waving flag depicting Discord's face in a cheesy, moving grin. "Exactly what I mean, dearest." Discord said, taking no consideration of the laws of gravity as he slowly circled around Celestia. "As an immortal being, I thought I needed somewhere to call my own domain." He stroked his beard thoughtfully with his lion paw. "Seeing as you and your sister have Equestria, I thought I'd have at least my own. And seeing as this is below my bedroom, it's technically part of my land." He smiled widely at his own flawless reasoning, knowing full too well this was infuriating Celestia, who had just had a full day listening to pointless meetings and shaking hooves with countless, faceless political figures. "And you claim a storage room?" Celestia deadpanned, looking at Discord in the eye as he floated past. "Why not just claim your room?" Even though her and Discord were... not-so-publically together, they still hadn't got to a stage of... room sharing for the night. Celestia didn't know weather to feel mightily excited about it, or if she'd end up storming out with banana purée on her horn. "Because," He said, flipping to his feet and facing the Princess, "My room isn't entirely independent, is it? To be independent, no-one needs to rule over it. Like this storage area!" He smiled widely, and sat on a box. "But if you've claimed it, then you're..." She shook her head, nope. Not gonna argue. It'll just hurt my head. More. "If you say do Dissy~" She teased, calling him by the pet-name he hated. She knew she'd get it back; he'd always respond wit- "Shut it, sun-butt." He scowled evilly. both of them glared at each other for a few more second, before they simultaneously relaxed and embraced each other in a soft hug. "You are really strange sometimes. You know that?" She said, nuzzling his little beard. "Hey, it's in the job description. Look." He pulled out a legal-looking piece of paper, that latterly did say Discord had a job in chaos. Even signed by 'Princess Sun-butt and loony-luna.' Celestia just sighed, before turning to Discord. "Come on, dinner's almost ready." She needn't say more, as Discord flew out the room yelling "FOOOOD!", his cheer echoing off into the distance. Celestia just sighed again, and left the room, closing the door behind her. In the darkness of the dusty storage room, the Discord flag smiled, and winked. 7th December~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 7th December Wubwubwubwub~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Rainbow, I already said I cant!" "Aw, come on Twi!" Rainbow paddled in the center of the secluded small lake near the edge of the Everfree forest, hills surrounding her and Twilight. She swam happily in the center of the expanse of water, whilst Twi stood at the waters edge, a faint tremble seen in her hooves. Diffused, broken light shone down on the isolated mares from the canopy created by the oak trees surrounding them. It was, literally, a small paradise. And it was all Rainbows', as far as she was aware. She'd found this lake a few years back after crashing into the surface form a failed stunt. She could still see the small, pony-shaped hole in the canopy where she fell through. Because of the steep, slippy hills, not even a tougher Earth Pony could scale the incline, whilst the complete canopy shrouded the watery surface from prying Pegasus eyes above. "Rainbow!" "But it's nice! Really warm too!" She called back, pulling off a front flip in the water, using her wings for stabilisation. Her head surfaced, drinking in a lungful of air as she emerged. Rainbow's rainbow mane plastered her face, her magenta eyes glistening in the afternoon sun. Wow... Twilight thought. Rainbow looked, well... beautiful Her soaking, rainbow mane clung to her sodden fur, red and orange bangs surrounding a pair of intense, beautiful, magenta eyes. Rainbow's cyan coat, a slightly darker shade then usual, showed off her slender, sleek form, defining every curve, every muscle. And she had her all to herself. Rainbow smirked as she caught Twilight oogling her. At this point, she could wrap Twi around her hoof, with a little extra push. She turned to Twilight, and slowly, deliberately, swam towards her, making sure to raise her flanks a little, just to get Twi's complete attention. Twilight blushed. Oh my... Not many things could make her feel weak at the knees. A reorganised library, a complete collection of Starswill textbooks, and Rainbow's delicious butt. Sure, she'd had many experiences with that big blue butt, but right now, the pony with the big blue butt was headed right towards her. She blushed even harder as more and more of Rainbow's body became visible under the broken sunlight. "R-Rainbow! You know I-I cant swim!" She stuttered, yet stayed her ground. A little part of her wanted to see what'd happen; how far Rainbow would go. "Lair." Rainbow said, her hooves finally finding purchase in the muddy lake bed. "You were swimming in the Canterlot baths the other week when you told me you me you were doing 'research'" She giggled deep in her throat at Twilight's shocked expression; the purple unicorn caught out. "There might be dangerous microbes in the water! It could be stagnant and we could fall ill!" Her eyes were wide as saucepans as Rainbow stood muzzle to muzzle to her, a confident, cocksure grin plastered on the pegasus' face. Oh Celestia she's gonna get it later... "You have a higher immune system than any of our friends, and you even told me once of a very simply, school-age spell to temporarily boos the immune system." Twilight Gulped. "So you know what's going to happen now?" Rainbow asked sultrily, standing up on her hindhooves and wrapping her forelegs around Twi's shoulders. "M-m-maybe..." Twi stammered, her whole body quivering in anticipation. He was caught off guard by a passionate kiss form Rainbow, her tongue instantly pushing past Twi's lips and exploring inside her mouth. Twilight moaned behind it, her body sagging from the sensations. She's good... And she's all mine... Finally, they broke apart, a string of saliva connecting the two. A massive blush covered Twilight's muzzle, while a slightly smaller one was on Rainbow's. Both of them had half-lidded eyes, looking deeply into the others. "I'm going to get you wet." Twilight's eyes widened, her nethers quivered, and her body tensed as her mind finally caught the actual meaning of Rainbow's quote; a split-second too late. Rainbow's wings flapped powerfully as her hooves tightened around Twilight. with a leap, she flew upwards and backwards, gracefully backflipping in the air, holding Twilight. And headed straight to the water. "RainBOW!" Author's Note soo... quite sentimental this one is to me. Mainly because this is a rendition of the first ever drabble I wrote. It was shit. End of. I like to think I'm better now. Sort of. 8th December~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 8th December Merry... *yawn* Christmas ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ “Celestia Dammit.” Soarin sighed as he looked at himself under the shower. The cool water spray washed over his mane, his blue coat, across his cutie mark... and ran down the very obviously female genitals that had replaced his member. Soarin sighed again. Any stallion would have outright panicked to have found their stallionhood to have done a disappearing act, replaced with the complete opposite. However, Soarin had one hell of a hangover, and even though his mind was slowly recovering, he pretty much put the issue in the 'leave till later' folder in his brain. That was, until Spitfire walked into the bathroom, blushing hevily at the cheeks, walking with a gait, and even though she tried to hide it, was sporting a rather sizeable orange erection that was visible behind her slender hindlegs. “You too huh?” He said gravily, his throat sore from the... something last night. At spitfire's questioning expression, he turned around and displayed his current situation. “It seems to be some variant of poison joke.” He said as he idly washed his mane. “It's a Sunday too so all the shops selling antidotes will be shut.” He rinsed his head under the water. “What do you th- Spitfire!” He squeaked as he felt a warm breeze of air across his nethers as Spitfire exhaled onto them, drinking in his scent. In her opinion, it smelt- and probably tasted -the same, but more... fruity? “What?” She said sultrily as Soarin turned around, sporting a massive blush. “Just looking. Promise.” She batted her eyelids at him, drooping her muzzle slightly as she beat her wings gently, fanning a cool breeze towards Soarin. “Not. Interested.” He said, getting back under the shower. However, the faint smell of arousal and the way Soarin's wings were slowly raising told a different story. “Aww, why not?” Spitfire pouted, getting under the spray of the water next to him,and leaning a hoof back, gently caressing his crotch. Soarin went to protest, but bit his lip. His pussy folds started clenching for something more, something filling... And Spitfire was sporting a very adequate dick between her thighs. Spitfire saw Soarin eyeing up her erection, giving a deep-throated chuckle. “Trust me, things for a mare will feel a lot more better.” She not-so-gently pushed down on Soarin's back after she turned him to face away from her. His forelegs buckled under him, giving Spitfire an unobstructed view of his dripping marehood. “Mmm, getting excited already are we?” Spitfire purred, and Soarin only nodded and whimpered, his face down on the tiled floor, tail raised up on it's own accord. Spitfire, deciding to forgo foreplay, mounted Soarin's back; a slightly difficult feat, considering stallions were taller, but se managed, her forehooves around Soarin's midriff. The flared head of her cock pressed against his slick opening. By now the water had completely sodden both of them, supplying more than enough lubricant. “Ready?” She asked, biting on the nape of Soarin's neck. She didn't wait for a reply, and shoved the entirely of her throbbing erection down Soarin's tight passage, her balls slapping his rump. Soarin let out a very high, very loud moan of approval, currently loving the feeling he was getting from the alien sensation. Spitfire was enjoying it on her end too. “Fuck y-you're tight.” He gasped, feeling every inch of Soarin's delicious pussy wrapping around her cock. right, enough foaling around, time to fuck him senseless Gasping gently, she slowly pulled back, unaccustomed to the movements. Just before her medial ring left his folds, she slammed back in, driving home into Soarin and pulling another moan from his lips. “You like that? Slut?” She gave another thrust, emphasising the point. “F-Fuck yes!” Soarin whinnied, urging Spitfire to go faster. She obliged, finally getting into a steady rhythm, ploughing into his backside, Both of them rode the orgasmic, alien sensations. Least to say, neither of them would last particularly long. “Spitty!” Soarin moaned. “Im gonna...!” She understood his meaning, picking up the pace. Soarin's little blue ass lifted off the tiles with each thrust, pushing them over the edge... ~~~~~~~~~~~~ They both lay there, panting. They'd gone another two times yet, and still hadn't left the shower; they lay on the tiled floor, wrapped in the other's embrace. And they had the whole day to themselves.
2nd December~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 2nd December Seasons Greetings from Livingdeath! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Friday night. For many, it meant the end of a long and stressful week of working, and the start of their forty-eight hour R&R. Either time to sit down by a warm fireplace and immerse oneself in a good book, spend the evening with friends and a few drinks, or a cosy night with the one you care about. And Virgil and Lance were doing just that. The cold, late November wind was blowing outside, courtesy of the weather team, and rain was beginning to patter on the small town of Ponyville. The two stallions, for they were stallions, lay cuddled together, the younger, silver unicorn slowly stroking a hoof through the red and black mane of his older, alicorn, other half. A content smile were on both their faces, basking in the glow of the fire and each other. Their own small illuminated sanctuary of the hearth rug and the fire in the middle of the darkness shrouding them. "You know you don't have to if you don't want to." Virgil said, tilting his white neck to look down at lance, his black and red mane spilling gently over his shoulders and tickling Lance's muzzle. "I'm only gonna try and delay more." Lance responded, giggling gently as the hairs tickled his face. He looked up at the alicorn above him. He was, both figuratively, and literally, one in a million. A male alicorn, and vampiric to boot. Just the description of him spoke danger and fear, but in person, he was the complete opposite. Kind, caring, and always denied his natural instincts (save for enemies that deserved it.). Lance lifted his blue maned head and kissed Virgil gently on the lips, parting them slightly to run a tounge along the sharp incisors; it always gave him a small thrill whenever he did that. And tonight, he'd get oh so much more. Virgil sighed happily behind the kiss. "Okay, babe." He said kindly, pecking him once on the cheek. It always gave him a small burst of happiness seeing Lance so happy. and that made him happy. Which made Lance even more happy. Virgil had seen many lives worth of events; some going by within a blink. He had had little time to enjoy the finer things in life (a point Lance seemed personally responsible for when Virgil admitted his last relationship had been during the time of Nightmare Moon.) But now, there was nothing that could stop them enjoying this night. They both smiled, and Virgil raised a gentle white hoof to push on Lance's silver shoulder, rolling him over onto his back. Lance blushed, instinctively his hooves covering his privates. Virgil chuckled, and laid his own body ontop of Lance's, using his wings for balance. "Tell me when, and I'll stop." He said reassuringly, before moving his mouth towards Lances shoulder and nipping it gently. And lesser vampire would have pierced his jugular by now, but Virgil had had centuries to rein in his instincts. A good thing too, as Lance removed one of his hooves to stifle the small moan that came from his mouth. Virgil chuckled. like that, eh? He nipped a few more times, teasing with his incisors once or twice. Lance had a hard time stifling the stream of cute little moans. Lance was slowly getting hard, and he could tell Virgil was getting aroused too; as his wings were slowly stifling into the air, quivering at the tips. Lower and lower Virgil went, using his forehooves to slowly massage Lance's clear flanks. Yes, he had no cutie mark, but Virgil wasnt bothered about that. He was more interested about making Lance feel good. Eventually, and with a squeak from Lance, Virgil's jaw his something hard. Virgil chuckled and gave an accusing, smug look at Lance, who just blushed gently and looked away. With a small smile to himself, Virgil looked down at the rather impressive stallionhood benieth him. It was large, but not overly so, and a dark grey, in contrast with his silver coat. Virgil dipped his head down, looking at Lance square in the eye from behind his shaft, and gave one long, slow lick from bottom to top, never breaking eye contact. "A-ahh..." Lance moaned, hooves now sprawled out to the side of him, basking in the pleasure he was reciving. Vrigil thought it was enough time teasing, and readied himself for something more... filling. He repositioned himself, and with his mouth wide open, slowly lowered his maw ontop of Lances member, inch by inch it dissapearing down his tight throat. Lance let out one, long moan of pur exstacy, his hooves brushing Virgils mane. He couldnt do much at the moment, and doubted he could concentrate on his magit at all. He decided just to lay back and enjoy it. Virgil moaned gently around the shaft, his muzzle brushing Lance's fur at the base. Being mindful of his teeth, he came back up near the tip, and lowered himself down to just past the medial ring, slowly sucking Lance off. Virgil's own member craved attention, but he knew right now this night was Lance's. And they were just starting. He gave a pat with his hooves onto Lance's own, signaling him to guide him. Lance got the message. With only a bit of force, Lance pushed down on Virgil's mane, pushing his head down. Lance was really enjoying this. So much so, he barely noticed his orgasm was fast approaching, until it was too late. "Virgil, I'm gonna..." Virgil ddidnt need telling twice. He picked up his speed, foring the hard shaft all the way down his throat. with a few thrusts of his own from Lance, and a single, drawn-out moan, Lance came, his member throbbing in time with the waves of pleasure. Lance came hard down Virgil's throat, who swallowed most of it, a small amount spilling around the sides of his shaft. He took himself off of Lances slowly softening member, and made sure to show Lance the cum in his mouth before swallowing it, smacking his lips. They both chuckled; Lance from the post-coital bliss, and Virgil from Lance's same feeling. He leaned forward and kissed Lance passionately on the mouth, expressing just how much he loved the unicorn below him. And the night was still young.
3rd December~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 3rd December Happy Holidays from rgillespie94 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Cold. That's how you'd describe the weather outside. Milder early winter temperatures had dropped to sub-zero; so much so the weather team had decided to let this current snow storm die out, rather than risk hypothermia to one of the team. It was close to hearths warming eve, a day many-a pony anticipated. a time for presents for the fillies and colts, and time to meet old friends or new acquaintances. And for two ponies, a time for a lot of cuddling. "Here you go Aegis." Spotlight said, the orange unicorn entering the fire-lit living room, levitating two steaming cups of hot chocolate with his magic. His blue eyes looked around the room from behind a mane of messy black and white; constantly in a state of perpetual frazzleness. The Christmas tree was turned off, the TV shut down, and only the fire illuminated the room. Spotlight made the smallest of 'aww' noises in the back of his throat as his eyes finally rested on Aegis. The brown-coated Pegasus lay snoring gently on the hearth rug, his eyes closed and mouth curled upwards slightly in a content smile behind a short red mane which matched his tail. The warmth of the fire sent flickering lights across his face, basking him in a warmth glow. Spotlight almost thought twice about not waking up Aegis, but knew he should. The fire would die down soon, and a quick glance outside showed the snow was picking up in speed, slowly becoming a blizzard. Spotlight gently put the two drinks on the mantle, next to the small countdown calendar and two stockings hung up, and laid beside Aegis. He looped his forelegs around Aegis' back, nuzzling the back of his head. "Aegis." Spotlight whispered, giving the ear a little lick. "Come on hun, drinks are ready." Aegis just wiggled in his sleep and made a small, almost cat-like hum at the contact. Spotlight's heart couldn't take much more cuteness, especially from Aegis; he'd shown, quite effectively, that he could bend Spotlight around his hoof with the right pitying look and big shiny eyes. "Aegis come on now, or ill throw you outside. " He gave the brown Pegasus a shove, finally nudging him awake. He blinked a few times, yawned widely, and finally caught sight of Spotlight. "Oh, hey." He said sleepily, planting a small kiss on Spotlight's lips. nothing sexual, just a reminder he was still there. "How long was I out for?" He turned his head in thought, a tuft of mane sticking out, giving him such a cute expression. More adorableness. Spotlight really doubted he'd last another five minutes at this rate. "Only a short while." Spotlight replied, blushing gently. "Oh yeah, and the drinks are done." He said, looking up and levitating the drinks down to them. "I hope you like marsh..." Aegis had fallen asleep again on Spotlight's shoulder. Spotlight gave a deadpan stare at nopony in particular, and tutted under his breath. But he couldn't stay mad at him. He just looked to gosh darn cute. "Ohh Aegis~" Spotlight chimed, using his magic to press gently on the sides of Aegis' ribs, tickling him awake. "Wait, wha? Oh no! Spotlight no-ahh HAhaaAGHah!" Aegis wriggled around, him being highly ticklish. Spotlight chuckled as well, but after a few seconds, relented the adorable onslaught. Aegis took a few seconds to catch his breath. "A simple... shake would... have sufficed." But he giggled anyway, and wrapped his hooves around the other, pushing their bodies as close as possible. "I do love you though." He said warmly. "And you too hun." Spotlight responded. Outside, the storm had turned into a fully fledged blizzard, taking small amounts of tinsel from a few outdoor decorations. They sat like that for a few minutes, just enjoying each others company, both amazed they managed to find somepony so perfect for them. After a short while, Spotlight shrugged gently, facing Aegis. "Your drinks there by the way." He said, tilting his had towards the two cups of nearly-hot-hot-chocolate. Spotlight picked up his own and took a sip, absentmindedly levitating another log on the fire. Aegis looked at Spotlight with a chuckle. Idiot...He chuckled under his breath. Leaning in, he put his lips next to Spotlight's ear. "Hun?" He asked, his voice laced with seduction. Spotlight's eyes widened slightly. "Y...Yes?" He responded in kind, heart rate picking up. "Im allergic to chocolate. Remember?"
4th December~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 4th December Merry Christmas from Archangel Doom ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ “Explain to me again why im doing this?” Shining Amour asked with desperation, looking at Charalos with pity in his eyes. “Because you volunteered.” Charalos replied, looking at Shining from around a currently blank easel, a paintbrush held delicately in his left wing. “So next time you have any inclination to become a nude model, stop yourself.” Char chuckled, his short black mane wiggling as he did so. Shining just gave a deadpan stare at the brown pegasus, rolling his eyes. “I was drunk!” He said indignantly, crossing his fore hooves as he sat on a cushioned mattress, lamps and lights surrounding him. He wasn't going to lie, this bed was comfy, but it seemed too cheesy. “But you pinkie promised.” Char chortled. “You know what happens if you break one of them!” Shining just sighed. Of course he knew. Everypony knew. And everypony was too scared to find out. “Just lay back and sit still for an hour or five.” Char' said, before disappearing behind his easel. “What! Fi-” “Ah ah ah! No talking!” Char tittered from behind his canvas, intermittently peaking around to get a look at Shining. Shining lay on his back, turned slightly away from Char'. His white coat in contrast with the blood-red covers of the bed below him. His blue mane, usually hidden under a gleaming golden helm lay freeflowing and spilling down his shoulders. Charalos wasn't going to lie. Shining looked hot. Like, struggling -to-paint-beacuse-he-kept-oogling-at-him hot. But did he know? Or did he think he knew he knew? What if he didn't know? Or he knew but because he knew he knew, he knew he should appear that he didn't know. But what about- “Charalos?” Shining asked, looking back towards the artist. “Looking a bit hot under the collar.” That much was evident; his coat gleamed in sweat and his hooves wouldn't stop shaking. He sputtered, tripping over his own words. “Artist block?” Shining asked. Char decided to just nodded, going with that. Shining Armour just sighed. “Take all the time you need.” He didn't sound irritated though. Char mentally (and physically) slapped himself. snap out of it! He dived back behind his canvas; still painfully empty. why not? he thought. he admitted himself the other month his... orientation. Sure, Cadence did leave hm only a year ago, but he's surly not doing it out of desperation. And why would he tell me?...nothing can come of harm from this, can it? Yes... nothing really I can lose, so why not? mentally bracing himself, Charalos put down his paintbrush and walked slowly to Shining, hoof steps muffled silent by the white carpet in his studio. Char managed to approach right behind Shining without him realising. “Shining?” He said softly, trying to to startle the white unicorn. His hear trate was thundering, and he was lucky enough not to sprint out of there and never look back. “Yeah? What is i- mmmhH!” Shining turned over, but was interrupted by a kiss on the lips. By Charalos. Well... Oh my god oh my god oh my god! Char's mind raced, caught in the moment. Only when he realised his actions weren't being reciprocated dis his heart sink. he doesn't, does he? Char took his lips off of Shining's and looked away. Meanwhile, Shining's head was buzzing as well. What? But he just kissed me! He never said he was... then again, it is harder for some ponies. But do I? After last time... Charalos turned away, dejected. “Feel free to leave if you want to. I would.” He said, not looking at Shining. How could I be so stupid?! Now I've ruined everything! What am I t- “Charalos?” Char paused, grey eyes wide and fearful, but accepting his actions. If he was going to yell, best get it over with. Grimacing with his eyes closed, he turned around, awaiting his fate. Seconds passed, the small clock hidden somewhere ticking obnoxiously loudly. Then Charalos felt something brush his lips. They were another pair of lips, Shining's Lips. “Oh.” Author's Note Im sorry Arch, just really wasn't in the mood for clop tonight.
5th December~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 5th December Ho Ho Ho, And a MASSIVE thanks to Jadeile, who write this thanks to me being ill ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Caramel sighed and ran his hoof through his mane while staring at the piece of paper in front of him. It was as white as the view from his window - it had been snowing for a couple of days now and Hearth Warming's Eve was approaching quickly. That only made the matter worse. He had forgotten to write back to Braeburn again. He always did, he always took days after receiving a letter to remember that he should reply, but this time it was even worse - he had taken a couple of weeks now. At this rate the letter wouldn't even make it to Appleloosa by Hearth Warming's Eve and his gift would be late. However, he wasn't sure how to say what he wanted to say. His news about his life were... complicated this time around. On one hoof they were certainly bad news, but on the other hoof they were good news in a way. He just needed to make Braeburn see the good side and hope that he thought so too. He picked up his quill and begun scribbling uncertainly. “Dear Braeburn, I'm sorry for being later than usual. I have been having trouble with my love-life and that distrac” He shook his head and balled up the paper, then picked a new sheet. “Dearest Braeburn, I'm sorry for the late reply. I broke up with Sassaflash and I” He grunted in annoyance and started over again. “Dear Brae, My girlfriend found I out I keep your picture in my bedside table drawer and broke up wi” Caramel chuckled in embarrassment and stared at the paper. Why the heck not, he was going to toss this anyway so he could mess with it. “with me. I'm gay for you. Let's make some sweet sweet lo” A sudden knock on his door startled him from his writing and he looked towards the noise with a little bit of panic. He quickly crumpled up the letter and tossed it in the trash can before getting up. “I'm coming, hold on”, he said and trotted over to the door. He was very surprised when on the other side of the door was none other than Braeburn himself, in all his snowy glory. The stallion immediately grabbed him by his shoulders and looked at him with big eyes. “Caramel! Thank goodness, you seem to be alright!” he said and shook him a little bit, “I sent my letter weeks ago and I was getting worried about your silence! I didn't want to receive a letter about your departure as a Hearth Warming's gift so I came over to see you myself! Don't scare me like that!” Caramel shivered from the snowy hooves holding him and at the cold air coming in from the open door. Or maybe just from the fact that the stallion he had just been thinking so fondly of was right there. This had to be the best Hearth Warming's gift ever. … now he would need to come up with a way to tell Brae face to face what he had been meaning to write to him. Oh boy. Author's Note 5th? wait, what? Yes, I fell ill the other day, and had home troubles the day after. needless to say im getting back on track. A big massive thanks to Jadeile. You should check her artwork out. no, really, it's top class. http://jadeile.deviantart.com/
6th December~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 6th December More Ho's from Jadeile (I wrote this one though) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Why did I ever fall for him? The two immortal beings glared at each other inside the empty room. Celestia's supernatural mane flowed eerily in the non-existent wind, and Discord floated mid-air, innocently twiddling his thumbs of his mis-matched paw/claws. "What do you mean, independent?" Celestia sighed, massaging her head with a hoof, should she have another headache. They stood in a storage room deep within the depths of Canterlot castle, the room filled part-way fith dusty crates, their contents unknown. In the center stood a five foot pole, adorned with a waving flag depicting Discord's face in a cheesy, moving grin. "Exactly what I mean, dearest." Discord said, taking no consideration of the laws of gravity as he slowly circled around Celestia. "As an immortal being, I thought I needed somewhere to call my own domain." He stroked his beard thoughtfully with his lion paw. "Seeing as you and your sister have Equestria, I thought I'd have at least my own. And seeing as this is below my bedroom, it's technically part of my land." He smiled widely at his own flawless reasoning, knowing full too well this was infuriating Celestia, who had just had a full day listening to pointless meetings and shaking hooves with countless, faceless political figures. "And you claim a storage room?" Celestia deadpanned, looking at Discord in the eye as he floated past. "Why not just claim your room?" Even though her and Discord were... not-so-publically together, they still hadn't got to a stage of... room sharing for the night. Celestia didn't know weather to feel mightily excited about it, or if she'd end up storming out with banana purée on her horn. "Because," He said, flipping to his feet and facing the Princess, "My room isn't entirely independent, is it? To be independent, no-one needs to rule over it. Like this storage area!" He smiled widely, and sat on a box. "But if you've claimed it, then you're..." She shook her head, nope. Not gonna argue. It'll just hurt my head. More. "If you say do Dissy~" She teased, calling him by the pet-name he hated. She knew she'd get it back; he'd always respond wit- "Shut it, sun-butt." He scowled evilly. both of them glared at each other for a few more second, before they simultaneously relaxed and embraced each other in a soft hug. "You are really strange sometimes. You know that?" She said, nuzzling his little beard. "Hey, it's in the job description. Look." He pulled out a legal-looking piece of paper, that latterly did say Discord had a job in chaos. Even signed by 'Princess Sun-butt and loony-luna.' Celestia just sighed, before turning to Discord. "Come on, dinner's almost ready." She needn't say more, as Discord flew out the room yelling "FOOOOD!", his cheer echoing off into the distance. Celestia just sighed again, and left the room, closing the door behind her. In the darkness of the dusty storage room, the Discord flag smiled, and winked.
7th December~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 7th December Wubwubwubwub~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Rainbow, I already said I cant!" "Aw, come on Twi!" Rainbow paddled in the center of the secluded small lake near the edge of the Everfree forest, hills surrounding her and Twilight. She swam happily in the center of the expanse of water, whilst Twi stood at the waters edge, a faint tremble seen in her hooves. Diffused, broken light shone down on the isolated mares from the canopy created by the oak trees surrounding them. It was, literally, a small paradise. And it was all Rainbows', as far as she was aware. She'd found this lake a few years back after crashing into the surface form a failed stunt. She could still see the small, pony-shaped hole in the canopy where she fell through. Because of the steep, slippy hills, not even a tougher Earth Pony could scale the incline, whilst the complete canopy shrouded the watery surface from prying Pegasus eyes above. "Rainbow!" "But it's nice! Really warm too!" She called back, pulling off a front flip in the water, using her wings for stabilisation. Her head surfaced, drinking in a lungful of air as she emerged. Rainbow's rainbow mane plastered her face, her magenta eyes glistening in the afternoon sun. Wow... Twilight thought. Rainbow looked, well... beautiful Her soaking, rainbow mane clung to her sodden fur, red and orange bangs surrounding a pair of intense, beautiful, magenta eyes. Rainbow's cyan coat, a slightly darker shade then usual, showed off her slender, sleek form, defining every curve, every muscle. And she had her all to herself. Rainbow smirked as she caught Twilight oogling her. At this point, she could wrap Twi around her hoof, with a little extra push. She turned to Twilight, and slowly, deliberately, swam towards her, making sure to raise her flanks a little, just to get Twi's complete attention. Twilight blushed. Oh my... Not many things could make her feel weak at the knees. A reorganised library, a complete collection of Starswill textbooks, and Rainbow's delicious butt. Sure, she'd had many experiences with that big blue butt, but right now, the pony with the big blue butt was headed right towards her. She blushed even harder as more and more of Rainbow's body became visible under the broken sunlight. "R-Rainbow! You know I-I cant swim!" She stuttered, yet stayed her ground. A little part of her wanted to see what'd happen; how far Rainbow would go. "Lair." Rainbow said, her hooves finally finding purchase in the muddy lake bed. "You were swimming in the Canterlot baths the other week when you told me you me you were doing 'research'" She giggled deep in her throat at Twilight's shocked expression; the purple unicorn caught out. "There might be dangerous microbes in the water! It could be stagnant and we could fall ill!" Her eyes were wide as saucepans as Rainbow stood muzzle to muzzle to her, a confident, cocksure grin plastered on the pegasus' face. Oh Celestia she's gonna get it later... "You have a higher immune system than any of our friends, and you even told me once of a very simply, school-age spell to temporarily boos the immune system." Twilight Gulped. "So you know what's going to happen now?" Rainbow asked sultrily, standing up on her hindhooves and wrapping her forelegs around Twi's shoulders. "M-m-maybe..." Twi stammered, her whole body quivering in anticipation. He was caught off guard by a passionate kiss form Rainbow, her tongue instantly pushing past Twi's lips and exploring inside her mouth. Twilight moaned behind it, her body sagging from the sensations. She's good... And she's all mine... Finally, they broke apart, a string of saliva connecting the two. A massive blush covered Twilight's muzzle, while a slightly smaller one was on Rainbow's. Both of them had half-lidded eyes, looking deeply into the others. "I'm going to get you wet." Twilight's eyes widened, her nethers quivered, and her body tensed as her mind finally caught the actual meaning of Rainbow's quote; a split-second too late. Rainbow's wings flapped powerfully as her hooves tightened around Twilight. with a leap, she flew upwards and backwards, gracefully backflipping in the air, holding Twilight. And headed straight to the water. "RainBOW!" Author's Note soo... quite sentimental this one is to me. Mainly because this is a rendition of the first ever drabble I wrote. It was shit. End of. I like to think I'm better now. Sort of.
8th December~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 8th December Merry... *yawn* Christmas ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ “Celestia Dammit.” Soarin sighed as he looked at himself under the shower. The cool water spray washed over his mane, his blue coat, across his cutie mark... and ran down the very obviously female genitals that had replaced his member. Soarin sighed again. Any stallion would have outright panicked to have found their stallionhood to have done a disappearing act, replaced with the complete opposite. However, Soarin had one hell of a hangover, and even though his mind was slowly recovering, he pretty much put the issue in the 'leave till later' folder in his brain. That was, until Spitfire walked into the bathroom, blushing hevily at the cheeks, walking with a gait, and even though she tried to hide it, was sporting a rather sizeable orange erection that was visible behind her slender hindlegs. “You too huh?” He said gravily, his throat sore from the... something last night. At spitfire's questioning expression, he turned around and displayed his current situation. “It seems to be some variant of poison joke.” He said as he idly washed his mane. “It's a Sunday too so all the shops selling antidotes will be shut.” He rinsed his head under the water. “What do you th- Spitfire!” He squeaked as he felt a warm breeze of air across his nethers as Spitfire exhaled onto them, drinking in his scent. In her opinion, it smelt- and probably tasted -the same, but more... fruity? “What?” She said sultrily as Soarin turned around, sporting a massive blush. “Just looking. Promise.” She batted her eyelids at him, drooping her muzzle slightly as she beat her wings gently, fanning a cool breeze towards Soarin. “Not. Interested.” He said, getting back under the shower. However, the faint smell of arousal and the way Soarin's wings were slowly raising told a different story. “Aww, why not?” Spitfire pouted, getting under the spray of the water next to him,and leaning a hoof back, gently caressing his crotch. Soarin went to protest, but bit his lip. His pussy folds started clenching for something more, something filling... And Spitfire was sporting a very adequate dick between her thighs. Spitfire saw Soarin eyeing up her erection, giving a deep-throated chuckle. “Trust me, things for a mare will feel a lot more better.” She not-so-gently pushed down on Soarin's back after she turned him to face away from her. His forelegs buckled under him, giving Spitfire an unobstructed view of his dripping marehood. “Mmm, getting excited already are we?” Spitfire purred, and Soarin only nodded and whimpered, his face down on the tiled floor, tail raised up on it's own accord. Spitfire, deciding to forgo foreplay, mounted Soarin's back; a slightly difficult feat, considering stallions were taller, but se managed, her forehooves around Soarin's midriff. The flared head of her cock pressed against his slick opening. By now the water had completely sodden both of them, supplying more than enough lubricant. “Ready?” She asked, biting on the nape of Soarin's neck. She didn't wait for a reply, and shoved the entirely of her throbbing erection down Soarin's tight passage, her balls slapping his rump. Soarin let out a very high, very loud moan of approval, currently loving the feeling he was getting from the alien sensation. Spitfire was enjoying it on her end too. “Fuck y-you're tight.” He gasped, feeling every inch of Soarin's delicious pussy wrapping around her cock. right, enough foaling around, time to fuck him senseless Gasping gently, she slowly pulled back, unaccustomed to the movements. Just before her medial ring left his folds, she slammed back in, driving home into Soarin and pulling another moan from his lips. “You like that? Slut?” She gave another thrust, emphasising the point. “F-Fuck yes!” Soarin whinnied, urging Spitfire to go faster. She obliged, finally getting into a steady rhythm, ploughing into his backside, Both of them rode the orgasmic, alien sensations. Least to say, neither of them would last particularly long. “Spitty!” Soarin moaned. “Im gonna...!” She understood his meaning, picking up the pace. Soarin's little blue ass lifted off the tiles with each thrust, pushing them over the edge... ~~~~~~~~~~~~ They both lay there, panting. They'd gone another two times yet, and still hadn't left the shower; they lay on the tiled floor, wrapped in the other's embrace. And they had the whole day to themselves.
