Gingy's Christmas Drabble Gift!

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2nd December
Seasons Greetings from Livingdeath!

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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.