What My True Love Gave To Me
The Spirit Of Giving
What My True Love Gave To Me
A FiM Fanfiction
By ArmedBrony
The snow under my boots crunched with each step I took, my hands shoved deep into the pockets of my winter coat which thankfully shielded me from the biting winter wind blowing through town. My hand closed around the small box in one of the pockets, my mind focused on the special gift enclosed within. My thoughts turned towards the pony that I had purchased the gift for. I pictured the beautiful mare—her bright, soft white coat and her glowing blue eyes. She had offered me residence in her boutique after I had installed the electricity that everyone in Ponyville was raving about. Overwhelmed by her generosity, I accepted her offer, and had been living under her roof for the past six months. After the first few weeks, we had been relaxing on the couch when she had first kissed me out of the blue. I was taken aback by her advances, even though several of my co-workers had entered into romantic relationships with other mares in town. Over the course of the next few months, we began dating casually, much to the dismay of a certain purple dragon. We shared in dinners, social gatherings and just enjoyed each other’s company. I could truly say that I harbored strong feelings for the beautiful mare, but there was just one thing I couldn’t seem to come to terms with, and what the night had in store would test my resolve to the last fiber...
I pushed the dark thoughts out of my mind as I turned the corner, and Rarity’s boutique came into view. Only a few more yards and I would be in the comfort of my newfound home. I began to think of Rarity again, and how happy she would be to see me, as well as the special Hearth’s Warming gift I had purchased for her. She had done so much for me, given me everything and expected nothing in return. All she asked was that I remain true to her, and be there for her when she needed me. Truth be told, I was on the verge of declaring my love for her, but I just couldn’t find the words. Perhaps the gift I had bought would give me the push I needed to make that leap.
I made my way inside, where I was greeted by a grand warmth that enveloped me like a tight cocoon. I stomped my snow-laden boots on the rug leading into the main room and removed my jacket and my boots, setting them by the door to dry. I made my way further inside, taking in the quiet atmosphere. I had expected Rarity to be awaiting my arrival, either laid out on her couch, or at the very least finishing up a few last-minute orders, but she was nowhere to be seen.
“Rarity?” I called out, instinctively keeping my voice to a low tone, so as not to disturb anyone else that might be around. I realized that she rarely had guests over this late at night, and mentally facepalmed at my error. As I searched around the room, I noticed a half-empty bottle of wine, an empty glass and a small note sitting on the end table next to her couch. I picked up the note, and studied the eloquent writing.
Blake,
I finished my last order early, and decided to unwind with some wine and a hot bath. Pour yourself a glass and join me upstairs as soon as you can.
I studied the note intently, and my gaze turned to the bottle of wine. I picked it up, along with the glass, and poured myself a drink. I tipped back the glass, emptying it in a few deep gulps. I poured myself another glass and made my way upstairs. The darkness of the boutique bathed everything in shadows, making it almost impossible to see each step, but a faint light at the top of the staircase was like a beacon guiding me safely to my destination. I reached the top of the stairs, and the light grew slightly brighter, bathing the hallway in an eerie glow, just enough for me to find my way. It seemed to be emanating from Rarity’s bedroom.
“Rarity?” I called out again, this time in a more natural volume.
“In here,” she responded in an excited voice. “I’m finishing up with my bath; I’ll be just a moment. Go get changed into something comfortable and meet me in my room.”
“Okay,” I replied, making my way to the spare bedroom she had provided me with. I shucked off my dirty work gear, and changed into a simple t-shirt and a pair of flannel lounge pants. I put on a pair of fleece slippers and made my way back to her bedroom, with her gift in hand. I was so anxious to see the look on her face, I didn’t even think about what she had gotten me. I had told her it wasn’t a big deal, and that her hospitality and companionship was enough of a gift, but she had insisted on getting me something special. I was expecting perhaps a new casual outfit, or a formal suit for when we attended the more upscale events that she liked to frequent. Little did I know that I was in for the surprise of my life.
I knocked lightly on her bedroom door. “Rarity?” I said, awaiting a response.
“Come in Blake, you know you don’t have to knock,” she replied in a quiet, sultry tone.
I pushed through the doorway, and was greeted by the sight of lit candles lining the room, as well as floral aromas wafting through the air. The one thing that caught me off guard, however, was the mare laying on the bed, and what she was wearing. Rarity lay on her back, dressed in a festive and alluring holiday outfit. She had on red silk stockings, a red velvet corset trimmed with white fur, which was attached to satin panties by thin garter belt straps. A lump caught in my throat as my breath was taken from my lungs. She stared at me with what could only be described as bedroom eyes, and a thin smile playing across her lips. I shut my eyes tightly, thinking for sure that I was in a very lucid dream. Once I opened them, however, I realized that what I was seeing was truly real. I felt a tightening sensation in my loins, my member slowly hardening at the sight of my marefriend dressed in her seductive attire. I stuttered as I clutched her gift in my hand, as if some invisible force was preventing me from moving.
“What’s the matter, dear? Don’t you like your gift?” she asked with worry. “I told you I was getting you something very special, what do you think?”
I stood still as stone, unable to move, but I managed to croak out what passed for an answer. “I-I wasn’t expecting this. I thought you would have made me a suit, or something. But this is...wow.” I added, my breath finally returning in short, shallow gasps. I had bought her the most expensive jewelry I could afford, and she was giving herself to me as her gift. I tightened my grip on the box, looking at it as if it were miniscule and insignificant compared to the gift she wanted me to have. She noticed this and spoke up.
“Blake, what is that you have in your hand?” she asked pointedly, staring at the box. “Is that my gift?”
Her question snapped me out of my trance, and I looked her in the eyes. “Yeah, it’s just a little something I had crafted for you. I figured it's only fair for all the kind things you’ve done for me, and it is the season of giving, after all.” I made my way over to the bed and sat down, handing her the box. She grabbed it with her magic, untying the ribbon and opening it. Her eyes lit up at the sight of the necklace contained within.
“It’s absolutely beautiful!” she beamed as she stared at the blue gem hanging from the silver chain. It was cut in the shape of her cutie mark and infused with magic to give it a constant glow. She levitated it to put it on, but I stopped her short by grabbing it mid-flight.
“No,” I stated curtly, a smile playing across my face. “Allow me.” I leaned in and clasped the necklace around her neck, all the while staring into her eyes with a smile plastered on my face. She caught me off guard when she wrapped her forelegs around my neck, pulling me down onto the bed with her. She locked her lips to mine in a passionate kiss, our tongues fighting for control over one another. She pulled away, breaking our embrace and looked into my eyes with an intent look in her eyes as she smiled warmly at me.
“I think its time you opened your gift, Blake,” she said in a hushed, sensual voice. “I’ve been waiting so long for this moment.”
A lump caught in my throat, and I swallowed hard to clear it. My nerves were on edge, but I knew deep down that it was just irrational fears trying to get the better of me. I took a deep breath as an idea played through my head, and I formed a devious grin. I held such deep feelings for her, and I was going to make this night as special as Rarity wanted it to be.
I leaned in close and locked lips with her as I held her tightly in my arms. She wrapped her forelegs around me in response, but I quickly pulled back, leaving her bewildered. My next move was going to make or break the romantic mood that had washed over us. I leaned in again, but instead of her lips, I made for her neck, giving her a quick peck before I began tenderly nibbling at her. Soft moans of pleasure escaped past her lips, and I could feel her body lightly quiver as I hit an erogenous zone. I moved upward towards her ear, giving it a slight bite before whispering softly to her.
“I’m going to take your gift to the highest level, and make this a night you won’t forget.”
She giggled with joy as she wrapped her forelegs around me again, keeping me as close to her as she could. I kissed and nibbled at her neck again, slowly making my way down her body. When I got to the corset, I pulled back and untied it, casting it aside to fall to the floor. A slightly curious look formed on her face, and I simply winked at her as I smiled back. I jumped back into action, continuing where I had left off. I slowly made my way down her chest, pausing every now and again, stealing glances to see the responses my actions were creating. Rarity had her eyes closed, and was lightly moaning with every movement I made. I reached her barrel and I noticed a faint aroma beginning to waft up my nose. I could only guess that my actions were getting her very aroused, and my thoughts were confirmed when she spoke up.
“Please, don’t stop,” she said, her voice shaking with every word as she struggled to speak coherently. “It feels so good.”
I smiled inwardly as I got back to business, moving ever closer to the very special present she so dearly wanted me to have. I stopped at her teats, and another grand idea came running across my mind. I reached my hands up and placed them on her girth, gently massaging her as I licked each teat quickly before focusing on each one, suckling on them like a foal would. I wasn’t sure if it would work, but the pleasured gasp she uttered gave me the answer I was hoping for. Her body began to shiver with pleasure as I suckled on each teat, lightly rubbing them with my tongue at the same time. My mouth began to ache, so I pulled back and took a short break to relax.
Rarity was panting as she opened her eyes and stared at me with a begging look. “Please, Blake, will you take me now?” she said between shortened breaths, clearly eager to have me inside her.
I wasn’t finished, but she didn’t know it yet. “You’ll have me, Rarity. But there’s one thing that I need to do first.”
She looked at me with a slightly puzzled look as I reached to pull off the satin panties, but instead, I ran my fingers lightly across the spot where her marehood was hidden. A damp spot began to form, and her whole body shook at my gentle touch. I grabbed the panties and slowly slid them down, revealing her glistening slit, the scent of her arousal growing even stronger. She lifted her hind legs slightly, allowing me to completely remove the panties, now stained with her juices. I cast them aside in the same fashion as the corset, and then I began disrobing. I took off my shirt and tossed it carelessly away, and my pants followed suit. My member stood hard at attention, ready for action, but instead of going straight for the main course, I decided an appetizer was in order first. I made my way back to her body, but instead of her teats or her belly, I aimed for her marehood. The look of concern on her face was evident, and she tried to say something but was interrupted when my tongue contacted her warm, wet slit.
“Blake, what are you do-” her words were cut off as I licked the length of her opening, causing her to emit a guttural moan as her entire body trembled harder than she had before. Her hind legs wrapped around my neck and pulled me in, forcing my face into her dripping sex. I grabbed at her flanks to hold her steady as I began to continue my work. I caught a slight trickle of her juices on my tongue, and reveled in the acidic and metallic taste. I removed my hands from her flanks, and placed them around her marehood, using my thumbs to open her delicate folds just enough to expose her clitoris. I licked upwards again, and stopped at the tiny nub, placing my lips around it. I used my tongue to draw tiny circles as I lightly sucked on it. Her body shook again, and she tried to speak, but her words were lost in between frantic pants and moans. Several minutes passed before she managed to form a slightly coherent sentence.
“B-Blake, I’m going to-” she stuttered as her body tensed up, a slight gurgling sound emanating from inside her marehood. A stream of fluid squirted out, hitting me in the face as well as dripping onto the sheets. Her labored breathing and her quivering body told me all I needed to know: I had just brought her to orgasm. I licked the juices from my lips, wiping the remainder off with my hand. I moved back up and held her in my arms, her body still shaking as she wrapped her forelegs around me. I gave her a quick peck on the lips before nuzzling up to her cheek and gently stroked her back. I leaned my head back and looked into her half-lidded eyes and smiled.
“And I’m just getting started,” I said with gusto, leaning in for another quick kiss. “I’ll give you a few minutes to recover, and then we can get down to business.”
She cooed lightly in response as she tightened her grip on me, pulling me back in close, nuzzling my cheek. We laid in each others grasp for a few more minutes, before she loosened her grip on me. I pulled back and when I looked into her eyes, I saw lust, and perhaps love as well. I had taken the reins to start, but now I was going to give her complete control of the situation.
“Now you’re in control,” I said in a slightly submissive tone. “You can have me any way you wish.”
She flashed me a sly grin, and motioned for me to lay on my back, my hard shaft standing up like a tall tree. She leaned in and kissed me harder than ever before, almost threatening to suck my face off. She reached down and began stroking my hard member with a hoof, gently at first, but then she squeezed tighter, sending a wave of tingling pleasure coursing through my body. She broke the kiss and began nibbling at my neck, much in the same fashion as I did with her, causing me to let out a low moan. She pulled back and looked me in the eyes, her gaze telling me all I needed to know.
“I want you to take me on top,” she said matter-of-factly as she smiled warmly at me.
“Your wish is my command,” I replied, wrapping my arms around her neck, pulling her down on top of me. The heat emanating from her body was intense, and I basked in the comforting feeling it brought me. She placed her forelegs behind my head and gave me a nod to signal that she was ready. She slowly slid down until the tip of my cock pressed against her outer lips. I pulled her close and kissed her deeply as I pushed myself inside her, feeling the warmth as she contracted her walls down on me as she moaned into my mouth. I slowly pulled out until just my tip was inside, and then slowly pushed my way back in, timing my movements to the contractions of her vaginal muscles. She pulled away from our kiss, and began biting lightly at my neck again, causing me immense pleasure as she hit my erogenous zone.
“Faster. Harder.” she pleaded with me in between gasps of breath as I continued my rhythmic motions. “I want to climax with you.”
I was more than happy to oblige her, and on the next thrust in, I put all my strength into it, causing our bodies to crash together. A faint sucking sound was heard as her juices began leaking down the length of my shaft, providing all the lubrication I needed to keep going. Each inward thrust produced a deep-seated moan from each of us and before long, I felt a wave of euphoria begin to course through my body. I pulled Rarity into a tight embrace, kissing her with every ounce of energy I had. She clamped her walls down hard and a wave of her juices squirted out onto my member as it throbbed with the release, dumping shot after shot of my thick seed inside her. Her muscles expanded and contracted, milking me for every last drop. Out of breath and energy, we held each other for a few minutes. Rarity used her magic to pull the blankets over us, and before we slipped into the blissful grasp of slumber, she looked me in the eyes and said something I’ll never forget.
“Blake?” she said, a warm smile playing across her face.
“Yeah?” I replied.
“I love you.”
“I love you too, Rarity.” a feeling of already knowing crossing my mind.
The End?
Author's Note
This story is a Christmas gift for IRpony, for his [shared] love of best pony!
