The Hammer to Rarity's Anvil
It was a dark, overcast night in Ponyville, and the streets were completely baren.
Hammer Jack, a newly recruited Wonderbolt, had just completed his days at the academy and was now a full-fledged member. It just so happened that on their tour around Equestria, his uniform had gotten a sizable tear in it the night before a big show. Instead of panicking, he decided he would look around town for a tailor. Surely anypony would be willing to help a Wonderbolt, or so he thought. Finding any one at this time of night was proving to be a monumental task.
He had at his side one saddle bag which contained his torn uniform and what he thought would be just enough bits to cover the cost of repair.
It was strange how he felt so naked without his normal attire, though nopony would probably notice his dark gray coat in the blackness of the night. If anything about the pegasus would fetch attention, it would be his flowing blond mane which traveled halfway down the length of his back.
A few strands of hair coalesced on the left side of his face into one loosely hanging lock, which neatly accented the masculine ridges of his earthly green eyes.
He came up to a four-way intersection and peered down every which way, looking for even a single tailor's shop. Heck, he'd even go for a plain old clothing store at this point.
He spoke with a low-key, breathy voice. "This is getting hopeless. I should probably just ask Spitfire for a replacement."
Hammer started to walk down one of the deserted streets, seeing a light around a corner of a building.
"Wait, what am I thinking? She just gave that uniform to me. She'll have my skin for sure." He muttered to himself.
He walked by a vacant shop window and caught a glimpse of his own eyes in his reflection. "Gah, you're such an idiot!" He yelled.
Lit street lamps were placed arbitrarily along the roads, offering little assistance to his trek.
Hammer turned the corner and saw a large circular building in the distance, that looked like it would be right at home in a circus.
It had several levels becoming progressively conical up until it's highest point. The bottom level had a mostly blue surface with intricate patterns of diamonds inlaid within it. The higher up the building, the more purplish and pinkish the diamonds became.
Right above the front door was a sign with a mannequin plastered over it, adorned with an abstractly designed outfit.
"Well it looks a bit goofy... but I know a sign for a tailor when I see one. Or would it be a seamstress? Hah...I don't even care anymore."
Hammer calmly strode up to the building, wanting to look as professional as possible.
"I'm surprised that somepony would be open this late, but... at this point I'm not going to complain." He admitted.
He raised a hoof and lightly beat on the door.
There was a brief period of silence.
"Uhh...maybe they aren't open. I just really hope I'm not making an ass of myself right now."
He knocked again, but this time even lighter.
To his shock, he heard some fumbling inside the building, and then somepony approaching the door.
"Guess I got lucky." He noted.
Knock knock knock!
Rarity was rummaging through a closet, sorting out multitudes of variously colored dresses, when suddenly the sound at her door caught her attention.
Knock knock!
"Who could that possibly be at such a late hour?" She shut the closet and proceeded across the empty room.
"Hmm... I guess I shouldn't have left all the lights on. Silly me."
She came to a stop and encased the door within her magical grasp.
Slowly she opened it, revealing a startled, gray, male pegasus.
"Oh! Um, hello there." He scratched the back of his head nervously.
"I was just wondering... are you still open? I just have a little patch I need done to an outfit. I'll pay anything you ask."
She didn't seem responsive at first.
"I'm really desperate." He added.
Rarity just stared back at him blankly for a moment or two. She was simply mesmerized by his calm green eyes, the color of the darkest pine trees. It took her a second, but she snapped out of it.
"Well... uh... gosh I don't know. I closed a while ago and I just carelessly happened to leave all the lights on by accident."
"P-please I'll do anything! My show is tomorrow!" He pleaded.
"Show?... Show for what?" She asked skeptically.
Hammer's golden locks fell diagonally across his face as he reached into his saddle bag. He pulled out the clean blue uniform decorated with yellow lightning bolts and showed it to her.
"I'm doing a show with my team tomorrow and my captain just gave me this. You can imagine my shock when I found out there was a huge tear in it."
"That uniform looks familiar." She noted.
"I hope so," said Hammer, "It's a Wonderbolt's professional-grade flight suit."
"W-wonderbolt's?!!" Rarity yelped.
"Yeah... So you see, well... it's kinda important for me." He added.
A slight breeze blew in through the front door, making Rarity shiver.
"C-come inside, please." She requested.
Hammer composedly stepped into her quaint shop. With a quick wisp of her magic, Rarity shut the door behind him and started to trot back across the room.
"Stay right there. I'll be back in just a moment." She said confidently.
Rarity exited through another door and left Hammer by his lonesome, still holding his torn uniform.
"B-but wait, what about this?!" He called out. There came no response.
Hammer let out a sigh and began to gauge his surroundings. There were mannequins all around him, displaying finished dresses, suits, casual wear, while even others had obviously unfinished outfits. Several tables were lined with spools, sheets of fabric, sowing machines, various paints and dyes...anything you could ever need for this sort of business.
"This girl's got everything... and she's kinda cute too." He mumbled to himself.
"What was that?" She called out.
Carefully she stuck her head out of the adjacent room, to get a better view of him. Hammer brushed some of his mane to the side, to show that she had his attention.
"Oh! I said you have everything here you could ever need... to fix my uniform anyway."
Dodged a bullet with that one. He thought.
She went back in the room to get something and continued to call out to him. "Yes, well, you certainly must be prepared for any situation in my line of work!"
Rarity came out of the room, which Hammer had guessed was a kitchen, holding several white cups and one large kettle. The heftiest container left a trail of steam behind her, emanating from its spout.
Hammer took a deep breath of the aroma. "I-is that tea I smell?"
Rarity began filling one of the white cups with the piping hot liquid, delicately pouring using her magic.
"It is," she said, "green tea, to be exact. Here, have some."
"Wow, umm... thanks. You didn't have to, really."
The white cup surrounded by her magical aura was slowly lowered into his open gray hoof. Gratefully, he took a light sip.
"Mmm... this is pretty good. Chalpotese, is it not?"
"Well well, handsome and cultured." she commented.
Hammer felt his cheeks redden as he chuckled nervously. "Ha... well I don't know about that. It's just, you know, being in Canterlot constantly, means you get to try many different things."
Rarity poured herself a cup and set the kettle on a nearby table.
She began to calmly walk over to the only sofa in the room, possibly for clients waiting for their scheduled appointments. Carefully she lowered her hind end onto the brown cushion and patted the seat next to her, signaling Hammer to come on over.
Without spilling a drop of his tea he followed her example and did as he was instructed, coolly getting into a comfortable position on the couch.
He set his saddlebag on the floor next to him and took another sip of tea. All the while, Rarity foxily eyed his grey athletic frame, his strong masculine facial features, his radiant blond mane, his robust and lengthy wings...
"Well, Mr. Wonderbolt... what is your real name, anyway?" She asked playfully.
He pulled his cup down from his mouth and flicked his hair to the side again.
"My name's Hammer Jack, but you can just call me Hammer." His voice sounded like candy in her ears. "And yours is...?"
She giggled lightly. "Oh please, just call me Rarity."
"So I'm guessing I caught you at a bad time?" He asked.
"Well not exactly, it's just that I closed hours ago and wasn't really expecting anyone to need a stitch job at this time of night." She took another sip of hot tea.
"I'm sorry about that. Why'd you let me in then?"
"Oh, well it's not every day a commoner such as myself gets to have a one on one talk with some pony of such prestige."
Hammer raised an eyebrow at her comment. "Prestige? Don't you think that's a little overkill?" He took another sip from his cup.
"Not at all. Why, I owe the Wonderbolts my life... after my little accident in Cloudsdale. I admit it wasn't my proudest moment, but luckily, my good friend Rainbow Dash saved the lot of us from certain death."
"Oh yeah... I remember that now." He rubbed a hoof under his chin in deep thought. "I was still at the academy back then, but word got around pretty quickly that somepony needed saving from a fall, and that she knocked out all our officers cold on the way down."
"I wouldn't tell any of the other Wonderbolts you met me. They would probably laugh. Oh gosh... that was so embarrassing." She put a hoof to her forehead, trying to drown out the humiliation she felt on that day.
Hammer eyes darted away and he tried to change the subject.
"So... do you live here by yourself?" He started to glance around at the architecture of the building.
Rarity let out a lengthy sigh. "'Huff'... no. My sister Sweetie Belle is having a sleepover with her friends this evening. This is the one night a week I usually have to myself, but most of the time I just spend it working."
She took a long sip from her cup. "And lately these nights by myself have been getting kind of...'huff'... lonely. But why would I want to bore you with my problems?"
"Yeah, umm... I know what you mean. And it's not boring."
He made subtle eye contact with her, captivating her full attention.
"Usually when we go on the road, doing shows, I room by myself. It's not because I choose to, that's just how everything's set up. I know this is still my first tour and I'll probably get used to it... but... it does get kinda lonely sometimes."
Rarity scooted over to him ever so subtly, almost until she was right beside him.
Hammer didn't seem to mind, but he looked away from her, down at the floor.
"Can I ask you something, Jack?" she said quietly.
His ears perked up and he gave her another surprised glance. No pony had ever called him by that name before.
"Do... do you really think I'm pretty?" Her bright sapphires for eyes glistened in the ambient light, anticipating his answer.
She nervously gulped when he made eye contact with her again.
"I-I... well... umm..." His words stumbled over each other at the sight of her soothing complexion.
"I heard what you said." she whispered. "That...I was cute."
His dark green eyes stared deeply into her soul. "Yeah... you uh...caught me on that one." he admitted.
Their faces were only a few feet from each other now. Rarity carefully took away his tea and placed it on the table beside the sofa.
She reached out a hoof and delicately brushed aside his golden locks, giving her a clearer view of his stern features.
"You said you'd do anything for me to fix your uniform." She paused and let that statement sink in.
Hammer could only guess what was coming next.
"Well... would you... kiss me? Please?" Her eyes fluttered longingly for him.
"I...I think I can do that." He cracked a smile for a split second, and then mentally prepared himself.
He inched his muzzle ever closer to hers and relaxed his lower jaw, letting his mouth open just slightly. Rarity calmly shut her eyes, and pursed her gentle feminine lips.
She lightly reached around his head with her hooves and reeled him in, feeling his blond hair brush against her forelegs.
Rarity leaned her head to the right, as he did the same.
Their soft lips finally touched and time seemed to simply stop.
The slick saliva at the edge of their mouths caused them to smoothly glide over each other.
The tension in their bodies faded away, and warmth began to cascade down the length of their backs and into their chests with every breath.
Rarity let one hoof trace the length of his masculine jawline as he pressed his lips more forcefully into hers. She gratefully accepted his advances and opened her mouth a little wider.
Their lower jaws contracted gently a few times, letting their tastes steadily wash over their tongues.
"Hmmmm..." She moaned ever so softly.
Hammer lightly touched her left cheek with his hoof and caressed her face gently. He could feel her muzzle working in perfect synchronization with his, and he became faintly aware of the most pleasant smell of bubblegum. It must have been her perfume of choice, and he enjoyed every deep breath of it.
She inhaled deeply through her nostrils as well, rhythmically and calmly. She thought he smelled like the forest after a long period of rain... that dense earthy smell she had heard of before, known to a few as petrichor.
Rarity found her soul being consumed by his earthy, natural musk, causing her to inhale even more deeply, craving more of him with each passing second.
This time, she was the one to advance.
Hammer felt her small and docile tongue carefully try to pry apart his firm lips. He widened his muzzle ever so slightly and met her at the halfway point with his own tongue.
They stopped for a moment, realizing what they were about to do.
Rarity's eyes fluttered opened briefly, as her mind continued to bask in his strong presence. Hammer simply took one last deep breath and kept his eyes firmly shut. He wrapped a foreleg around the small of her back and pulled her in closer.
Their chests pushed against each other and she finally relinquished herself to him.
She may have been the one to start this, but he was going to be the one who finished it.
They embraced each other as fully as they possibly could, letting their tongues dance around and explore each other's mouth. They immediately noticed just how hot the insides of their cheeks were from drinking tea.
With each pass of their tongues they picked up the excess flavor of tea leaves and honey that she had added to their drinks.
Every heated breath they exhaled through their nostrils brushed by the other's cheeks like a warm summer's breeze.
Rarity found that his masculine aroma had completely taken over her senses. It was so inviting, comforting, and dare she say it... intoxicating. Never had she felt so carefree and safe than she had in his embrace.
"Hmmm!" She whimpered like she was being punished into his mouth, begging for more.
Taking the hint, Hammer pressed his tongue to the back of her mouth, exploring her gums and the inside lining of her cheeks. She even lightly tasted of bubblegum on top of the tea, already adding to her sugary aroma.
He began to run his hooves up and down the length of her soft and curvaceous frame, always stopping right before he reached her hindquarters.
Her vividly violet mane was becoming a tangled mess from their passionate encounter.
She moved her right hoof slowly around to his front and delicately rubbed his dense, muscular chest.
She could feel his massive rib cage expand and contract with each hot breath they exchanged. No doubt being a Wonderbolt required him to be at peak physical conditioning, and from what she could tell, he certainly was.
With every passing second they relished in each other's presence, drunk on their own emotions, and raging hormones.
Rarity began to feel all around his athletic frame now, running her hoof over every rippling muscle.
His chest was immensely wide.
His abdomen was tight and compact.
His hips were strong and rigid.
And even lower still--
"Ah..." he gasped quietly.
Hammer pulled his lips away slightly when she went too low, opening his eyes ever so calmly.
A tiny strand of their intermingling saliva connected their lips together as they gazed passionately into one another's irises.
Hammer struggled to catch his breath as he felt his adrenaline pumping to its absolute maximum.
Rarity simply observed his reaction as she began to reach even lower. He took in another deep, labored breath as she finally pressed against what truly made him a stallion.
""Huff"...W-what are you doing?" He stammered.
Rarity raised one cheek slyly.
"Oh Jack, I think you know exactly what I'm doing." She said lovingly. Her eyelids lowered seductively and she started to lean forward.
"B-but... this?! A-are you sure--"
She quickly cut off his blabbering mouth with another deep kiss.
"Mmmph..." He moaned into her lips as he felt her delicately rub the long shaft of his male appendage.
Her lips pressing against his made him relax, and his muscles released any pent up stress they had.
She stopped rubbing for a moment and let their jaws contract again, one last abated time.
With ease, she pulled away carefully and smiled at him.
She promptly, yet quietly, swallowed any excess saliva that remained in her mouth.
"So... do you want to keep going here? Or do you want to go to a more... private... room first?" she asked seductively.
He continued to pant heavily, his soul sank into hers, and he felt himself beginning to absolutely falling for her.
When he didn't immediately respond she pressed lightly against his shaft again, causing him to gasp yet another time. Hammer's abdominal muscles flexed violently at the sudden shock, as he struggled to control himself.
"R-rarity I-I... don't k-know about this." he replied hesitantly.
She waited for a moment, letting him calm down. All the while, she gave him the most genuine and comforting smile.
Then, she casually extended her neck and gave him a deep loving kiss on the cheek, still holding him in her control. She released the kiss quietly, and with her free hoof she brushed his blonde locks out of the way, bringing her lips close to his ears.
"How about a little demonstration?" She whispered ever so quietly.
Hammer decided not to respond as she pulled away, instead preferring to stare longingly back into her glistening sapphires. Now under her spell, he adjusted his body on the couch so he could lean backward somewhat, exposing more of his lower extremities. His subconscious nature was beginning to take hold.
Rarity swiped her disheveled violet mane out of the way of her mouth and entrancingly licked her lips, slowly.
She wanted to make sure he saw that. She loved watching his reaction to the little things.
There was no coming back for Hammer now, he was all hers.
His heart started to race as she made her final advance on him.
She pressed her weight on her front legs and ever so slowly began to lower her head, smiling at him all the way down. Hammer nervously lifted his gaze and stared straight up at the ceiling. His frantic panting started to quicken,as he felt her face inch closer and closer to his most sensitive area.
He tried to relax, telling himself that everything was going to turn out okay.
He decided that he would need something to occupy his mind so that he wouldn't make a fool of himself in front of her. He eyed a glassy chandelier hanging from one of the higher ceilings and resolved that this would be his anchor tying himself to the real world.
Rarity, enjoying the fact that he had to prepare, lowered her eyes past his expansive chest, his firm abdominal region, and down past his hips, finally reaching her goal, his pelvic area.
His phallus was already unsheathed, most likely because of their previous heated exchange. She took note of how lengthy it appeared to be, despite him not even being fully erect.
Quietly, she inhaled deeply through her nostrils, taking in his dense aroma of rain-saturated earth. Her hot, damp breath grazed across the surface of his gray, exposed foreskin, making him wince in anticipation.
The sudden heat and moisture being applied to his nether region aroused him even further.
Rarity was simply fascinated, watching as the tough layer of skin around his appendage stretched, allowing his phallus to engorge with his own boiling blood. His member began to rise and arch upward ever so slowly, firmly holding her attention.
Hammer's eyes flickered in the light as he felt her gently assist his girthy appendage by holding it up for him. Her delicate touch was gradually proving to be too much.
He began to quietly hyperventilate, as she reached her tongue out and lightly lapped the base of his erect member.
His entire body shifted slightly as a sharp pang of pleasure shot up his torso and into his neck. It felt almost like he was being tickled, except this feeling was millions of times more potent. Rarity barely had to do anything now to get a reaction out of him for she had found his sweet spot.
Her tongue started to glide even lower until she reached one of his smooth, round testicles.
She lightly dabbed his right one with a quick lick and Hammer felt himself nearly lose it. Another lightning bolt of pleasure shot up into into his chest.
"Ahh..." He moaned exasperatedly.
He clenched his eyes tightly, letting his mind soak in the pleasure. Rarity enjoyed the sounds he made and his facial expressions even more. With a small strand of saliva connecting her mouth to the base of his hefty penis, she faintly smiled up at him.
"We haven't even gotten to the fun part yet." She whispered cutely.
Seeing that he was intently focused on something, she turned back to the job at hand. She gently flipped her head sideways and gracefully extended her tongue once more. Skillfully she pressed it against his base and ran it up the full length of his shaft, all the while she could hear him quietly moan in waves of pure ecstasy.
Now that his entire phallus had a thin layer of a saliva over the front of it, she worked her way up and down cautiously, over and over again. His breathing gradually became more cadenced and regular as he became used to the delightful warmth of her tongue and damp breath.
When she saw he was beginning to calm down, she knew that this was the perfect opportunity to go for the kill.
Not wasting another second, she licked up his entire length one more time, picking up every last drop of his taste. Once she had reached his highest point, she draped the full width of her moist tongue over his head.
Hammer opened his eyes lazily, letting his pupils dart around the room. His mind desperately tried to grasp onto something to keep himself from losing control. He knew something big was coming next and he began to panic.
"Hey." She quietly whispered up to him. "Jack."
Hearing his name he temporarily snapped out of his daze, realizing now that she had stopped. He collected himself and calmly looked down into her radiantly blue eyes. A small drop of hot saliva fell from her lower lip and onto the base of his shaft. His erection glimmered brightly in the chandelier's light, like a statue made from black onyx stone.
She smiled weakly at him still holding onto his member with one delicate hoof. His golden mane fell to one side of his face like a tall, flowing waterfall.
He frowned, feeling in his heart like he had done something wrong. "I-I'm sorry." He mumbled.
She continued to playfully grin up at him. "Don't be... I just wanted to tell you relax."
"I-I'll try..." He stammered.
"Good." She whispered.
Slyly, she reached her other hoof around his member, taking complete control of it.
Hammer was absolutely stunned as he watched her maw open wide.
Without hesitation, she engulfed the full circumference of his head between her moist lips and drove downward onto him.
His girthy shaft barely fit inside her mouth, and pressed forcefully against her tongue.
Instantaneously, he felt his head brush against the rigid roof of her mouth.
"Ahhhhh!" he gasped loudly.
His wings, which up until this point he had held close to his body, unfurled in one great, outward thrust. The small gust they created blew several of her tools and utensils off of nearby tables, but neither of them seemed to care in the slightest.
The immense surge in his lower body forced him to upright his entire frame.
He clenched his eyes shut in absolute euphoria, as he let his phallus bathe in Rarity's hot drool. She only came down to about halfway on him, but nevertheless continued to pick her head up and push back down rhythmically, ever so lightly sucking.
He began to give in to instinctual urges and started to lightly thrust his hips, driving his cock even deeper into the oasis that was her hot mouth.
"Mmph..." She quietly whimpered, soaking in the moment, as he gently thrust inside her cheeks.
Each push he gave drove him inside a little deeper and she could feel him approaching the back of her tongue, and the highest parts of her mouth. Her saliva drenched lips gradually stretched to a new maximum.
If she could, she would have been smiling right now.
She wasn't particularly proud to admit it, but she enjoyed every second of this. She loved his taste. She loved his musky, earthy scent. Her eyes fluttered briefly and rolled up into her head. She just loved everything about this pegasus, and she was quickly finding herself lost in thoughts of him.
Inside her mind she relished all of his little quirks; his deep green eyes, his luscious blonde mane, his sturdy muscles, his calm and soothing voice, his charming wit, his cheeky smile... just everything.
And now...
after all that...
she had a mouth full of him.
Soon, she would have him right where she wanted.
Saliva continued to drip from her mouth and down the length of his shaft, eventually reaching his pelvic area.
Rarity felt in her mouth every throb and quake of him, which corresponded with the beating of his heart. Her tongue picked up a taste here and there from his taught smooth skin. She could feel the ridges of his veins and arteries press into the lining of her lips and cheeks.
Wanting even more, she wrapped her forelegs around his pulsating waist and pulled hard, signaling to him to go deeper.
Hammer became a little too excited and gave her one stronger than usual thrust.
He felt the head of his cock contact the back of her throat, causing her to gag abruptly.
"Glomph..." Her sound was muffled but he stopped immediately.
Snapping out of his daze again, he looked down at her with sheer horror in his eyes. He tried to pull out, but she stopped him by holding firmly onto his rear.
Her lips rested gently on his shaft about three quarters of the way down. She stared up, letting a single tear culminate at the corner or her eyelid from the slight pain she just felt.
He gazed into her sapphires with concern, occasionally glancing at the sizable bulge he made in her throat.
"R-rarity, I'm s-so sorry. Please f-forgive me." he pleaded.
She didn't appear to be annoyed, distraught, or anything like that. She simply found herself mesmerized by his eyes yet again.
Calmly, she began to release her mouth's hold on him, slowly working her way back up his pole. Hammer panted lightly when the cool air of the room came into contact with the wetness coat his member. When Rarity reached his head she sucked one more time and released. She happily watched as a steady stream of pre-ejaculate surfaced at his grey tip and began to trickle down the sides of his shaft.
She glanced up at him to see if he watching, and then seductively lapped up the excess with a few gentle swathes of her tongue. Any little touch to the head made his abdomen violently flex with excitement.
Satisfied with her handiwork, she picked herself up and leaned in close to his face.
Hammer said nothing as she opened her mouth slightly, allowing him just a small view of of his seminal fluid she had just licked up.
She closed her lips calmly, and gave a hearty swallow. She wanted to make sure he heard that sound.
He may not have shown it, but that sound drove him absolutely crazy.
Hammer gave a her a light smile and scratched the back of his head. "I'm sorry. I-I kinda messed that one up."
He struggled inside, not wanting to let her know that he felt like his testicles were going to explode right now. A voice in his head screamed at him for being so stupid.
She calmly leaned forward and wrapped her forelegs around his chest in a gentle hug.
"You know... I have a bed upstairs." she whispered seductively.
"W-what?" he stammered. "After everything I just did?"
She smiled at him reassuringly. "Jack, nothing went wrong. I just want to...explore everything about you. Besides, you said you'd do anything for me."
Hammer's wings fell back down in a great swoop. He wrapped his left one around her curvy frame, embracing her soundly, realizing this would be his only chance to make things up to her.
He gazed deeply into her soulful pupils and reciprocated with a smile of his own.
Rarity blushed heavily at his sudden advances, letting her head fall and rest against his shoulder.
"Yeah, I guess I did say that." he said coolly. He brushed aside her disheveled violet mane and kissed the side of her head.
"Well, it's not what I want you to do for me that I care about." she whispered in his ear.
"It's what I want you to do to me, Jack."
End of first half...
The Hammer to Rarity's Anvil
The Rising Action and Climax
Author's Note
Oh em gee. I'm exhausted. I wrote this in three days over hours and hours, so please show it some love. Also... Plot Twist?!?!? Ps... I use some pretty forceful language at the end, so don't be startled by it.
The Rising Action and Climax
Upstairs...
“So uh… which room is it then?” Hammer asked.
Rarity pointed a hoof to a wooden door down on the left-hand side of the hallway.
“It’s right there. Once you get inside, just turn the knob. I’ll be joining you in a minute. Now… if you don’t mind…”
She quickly opened another door using her magic and crept inside, making quite sure that he didn’t see anything behind it.
“Hey wait, what knob—SLAM!” She promptly shut the door before he was finished speaking.
“Umm, okay. I guess… I’ll just have to figure that part out for myself then.” He muttered.
As he made his way down the hallway he glanced inside of one of the few rooms to his right. He could plainly tell this space was for her own private designs. It was very similar to the downstairs area, though it was much smaller and every mannequin was adorned with at least some kind of unique outfit.
“Well, I definitely came to the right pony.”
An image of her radiant eyes flashed through his mind, causing him to stop suddenly. He remembered their little ‘make out’ session. He knew deep in his heart he had never kissed anypony like that before. How had he ever ended up at this point, in this situation?
In only a moment he reached the door she had mentioned.
“Yep, definitely the right pony.” He assured himself. With a brief nod of approval he pushed it open and walked inside.
He was quite surprised when he felt the coolness of white tile underneath his hooves. He fumbled around a hoof on the wall next to him, looking for a light switch.
Click!
A bright white light flooded his vision, causing him to wince.
He should’ve guessed from the clues, her mentioning the knob, the tile floor…that this was the master bathroom.
Hammer ventured further inside and decided to start looking for the knob she spoke of.
To his left was a grand porcelain sink placed underneath a large oval-shaped mirror. No, that couldn’t be it.
On his right was a closed-in shower, wide enough for only one pony but much more elaborately decorated than was necessary. That wasn’t it either.
“What could she have been talking about?” he muttered.
The tile floor led him around a corner, and in the vast space of this room sat what had to be his target.
“It’s a big tub.” He stated bluntly.
This had to be Rarity’s own personal bath. The porcelain shell, which could easily hold two ponies, was encased on all sides within white tile walls. There was plenty of space on every side for easy exit and entry.
Then he saw what she was talking about, the golden knob and spout.
Hammer calmly approached the tub and gave the handle a quick turn. Warm water began to funnel out of the spout and he ran his hoof underneath, testing the temperature of it against his gray coat.
The sound of the running faucet filled the bathroom.
He raised an eyebrow in thought. “Well, she does know how to live opulently.”
“That’s one way of putting it.” A familiar, soothing voice said.
Hammer glanced over his shoulder and felt his cheeks redden. Rarity was leaning up against the beige corner of the wall, giving him an expression of indifference. She was carrying a few sets of white towels with her magic, hovering delicately in the air next to her.
“Oh! How l-long have you been standing there?” He stammered.
“Long enough.” She smirked playfully, tilting her head to the side. “You might like to know, however, that I found that gold myself. Several tons of it, to be exact.”
“W-what? Where’s the rest of it then?” he asked skeptically.
Rarity calmly strode right by him and shut off the running faucet using her magic. The tub was now filled with hot steaming water which wafted up towards the ceiling.
“I gave the rest of it away.” She admitted.
Solemnly staring down at the water beneath her, she placed her right hoof into it, testing it for herself.
“That’s so… generous.” He noted.
Rarity removed her hoof and dried off the tip using one of the towels.
“You have no idea.” She replied with a smile.
“Y-you could’ve lived anywhere you wanted… Anywhere at all. Canterlot even!”
She carefully placed the towels on the tiled surface beside the tub.
“Well, as much as I would love to live in Canterlot… I simply couldn’t. Not with all my friends and the ponies I care about still living here.” She paused for a moment, placing one foreleg into the steaming water.
“And you know something, Jack? I… almost did it too. Ponyville is becoming a little boring for me. You have no idea how hard it is to find a decent stallion nowadays, especially in a town like this.”
She glanced over at him to see if he was still listening. Gently, she leaned over and planted a soft kiss on his cheek.
Calmly, she pulled away and smiled at him, with their eyes coolly resting on each other.
“Now get in this blasted tub with me.” She cheerfully demanded.
Hammer watched her pull one back leg over the edge, stop for a second, and then the other.
She slowly let herself drop down into a seated position, letting the gloriously humid air fill her lungs.
Annoyed, she eyed him for a moment, waiting for him to make a move.
“Well? Are you going to join me or not?” she asked.
She hadn’t realized it yet, but in her simple act of getting into the bath she had fully displayed every part of her body to him. Every part.
Hammer ran through mental snapshots, clinging onto each frame he had saw of her nether region. A bead of sweat ran down his forehead and down past his eyelid. He felt a familiar feeling in his loins that he had experienced only a few minutes ago.
Just got to play it cool. He thought.
He tossed out the mental images, shaking his head lightly, and focused back on the moment at hand.
He outstretched his left wing and placed its tip firmly opposite to him on the tub’s edge. Next, he hopped up over the tub, neatly stopping himself in midair by pressing down on his wing. Maybe showing off a little, he placed his other wing on the tub’s edge, balancing his frame right over the steaming water’s surface.
Now, using his wings almost like a pair of legs, he lowered himself into the bath back legs first. The hot water rose up to his chest and deeply saturated the follicles of his coat. His golden mane hung low enough so that it floated outwardly away from his neck.
Rarity was quite impressed at his display of strength, blinking several times in wonderment. She had never seen a pegasus use their wings like that before.
“So what do you call that trick?” she asked blithely.
He lifted one cheek. “Well, back at the academy we called that wing-walking.”
“Is that a normal thing for a pegasus?” she inquired.
“Well sure, if you’re a Wonderbolt anyway. For one of my exams, I had to hold a wing-walk standing position for three whole hours!”
“Oh my!”
“I know right?! Talk about--…uhh...“
He stopped mid-sentence, feeling himself becoming a little too excited. He didn’t want to turn into his obnoxious Wonderbolt persona.
“What is it?” she asked.
The steam in the room was becoming denser and they found themselves having to squint their eyes lightly just to see each other.
“Oh, it’s um… nothing.” He replied.
His line of sight fell to the water and he could faintly see his reflection. He was beginning to get angry at himself for acting like such a crybaby all night.
Rarity could tell something was up with him and casually rubbed her bottom hoof against his. He could tell she was trying to be playful, maybe even flirtatious.
This is going to be my only chance. And besides, she’s done so much for me already. What have I done in return? Nothing, that’s what.
Hammer swiftly looked up from his reflection. Gazing at her longingly with his piercing green eyes, he made his approach.
“Rarity, I’ve been acting like an idiot all night. That’s why I keep saying ‘I’m sorry this’ and ‘I’m sorry that.’ And honestly, I’m frustrated with myself.”
She heard the sound of her own heart thumping in her head. He kept advancing through the water, leaning forward, closer and closer. His eyes commanded her attention and she could not look away.
“But… after everything you’ve done for me… I think I owe you something.”
A powerful gray wing unfurled from his back and wrapped smoothly around her frame again. With a strong tug, he reeled her in. When she was close enough, he extended his other heavy wing around her back, encasing her in armor plating made of his own body.
Her eyes began to flutter swimmingly, as she felt herself give in to his intoxicating charisma. Where had all this courage suddenly come from? He was now ten times the stallion from just moments ago.
She pressed one hoof delicately against his robust chest, not to push him back, but just to feel his dense gray coat. Her mouth quivered in anticipation as she stared deeply into his soul.
She’s so sexy when she’s nervous. He thought.
His wings held firm around her body, cloaking her within the safety of his own. He calmly raised a hoof to her cheek, gently caressing the side of her face. It was so easy for him to hold eye-contact now that he took command.
He’s so cute when he’s assertive. She thought.
Rarity closed her eyes with the utmost serenity.
She took in a final, waning breath.
And then...
Boom.
Everything went off like a bomb.
Hammer clenched his eyes shut… and thrust his dense, masculine lips into hers. Even though she had prepared herself, she was still caught off guard by his explosiveness.
They each took a deep, heavy breath through their nostrils, taking in a mixture of their bodily pheromones and the steamy atmosphere of the hot bathroom.
“Mmmmm.” She moaned contently.
Her forelegs fell helplessly to her sides, as her body demanded her to give in to him.
This was the kiss she had been dreaming about her whole life, the kiss where all she had to do… was gratefully give up and accept. She couldn’t have been happier, letting herself become inebriated on his presence, and forever reaching for a higher state of mind.
She felt his lips slowly open, as if taunting her to do the same. She happily obeyed him, letting each passing kiss grow wider… deeper… and longer.
He commanded his wings to embrace her as hard as they could. Their chests gently collided as he threw his forelegs around her supple waist, and yanked her in with unwavering passion.
Their lips contracted forcefully, over and over again, sending each other’s saliva dripping down the inside of their cheeks. When the foreign fluid reached the back of their throats they each gently swallowed, and continued to lovingly kiss and take in each other’s scent.
Why was this so much better than before?
Something felt… different to Rarity. Before, when they were kissing downstairs, she could have sworn that it was just his good looks that she was attracted to. She tried to convince herself that he was also nice, maybe even intelligent on top of that, but she had spent the whole time trying to coax something more out him. This newfound confidence he had somehow found himself, without so much of her influence.
It wasn’t just his body anymore that she loved… it was his natural confidence as well. That is what truly drove her wild.
Inside Hammer’s makeshift cocoon, he continued to sweetly kiss his white unicorn. Gray feathers fell here and there, into the hot water below, as they brushed smoothly across her back and shoulders.
He stood up slightly on his two lower legs and quite literally swept her off of her feet. He fell backwards slowly and felt his back contact the pocelain surface of the tub.
The weight of the two ponies falling displaced a great amount of water, sending it gushing over every side.
Their bodies became completely drenched from the sudden splash, but they didn’t seem to care in the slightest. Gravity caused her wet mane to stick against his cheeks. They were now passionately kissing in their own little world, away from any prying eyes under his wings and her soft hair.
He asserted himself once more by gently wedging his tongue in between her silky lips. The corners of her mouth raised into a brief smile, as she let the tip of her tongue play tag with his. They met halfway, gliding against each other’s bottom and upper lip. This was much more playful than their first time as their tongues pirouetted in some kind of ballet.
They wanted to see just how comfortable they really were with each other now.
Their tongues smacked together once, making an audible 'thwack’ noise.
She leaned her head back slightly and giggled at him, not thinking she would ever get tired of gazing into his warmly inviting eyes.
Hammer simply reached up and gave her a light peck on the cheek, causing her to grin blissfully.
She calmly tilted her head and softly rested her cheek on his deep, voluminous chest. She felt her entire body rise up and fall back down with each lengthy breath he inhaled. His powerful wings unfurled and wrapped around the corners of the bath, although he still had her tightly sandwiched between his forelegs.
He smiled as he took in the aroma of her wet mane, smelling almost exactly like a bed of flowers.
He wouldn’t let go of her for anything.
“Am I yours, Jack?” she whispered.
He let out a long and labored sigh.
“Huff*…yeah, you could say that.” He said cheekily.
The tub was only about halfway full now, as the tile floor around them held several large puddles of warm water. Steam still saturated the air, obscuring their view of the ceiling.
“Jack, what do you like about me?” she asked.
Hammer blinked for a few seconds, trying to come up with the most honest and sincere answer he could. When he finally got what he was looking for, he lifted her chin using his right hoof.
Their eyes met again, and Hammer spoke slowly and clearly.
“Look Rarity, I’ve never really been a wordy guy… but ever since I walked through your door I’ve had the best night ever. To be honest, I was kind of nervous when we first kissed and when you…uh… you know.” He rolled his eyes and came back to her. “But when I see your eyes, which are stunning I might add… I feel something change in me. Something for me ‘clicks’ around you. You’re a generous host, intelligent, drop-dead gorgeous to boot--”
“Jack.” She cut him off abruptly.
“W-what is it?” he asked quietly.
“Say that last part again.”
“You’re generous?”
She smirked at him. “No silly… the very last part.”
“You’re… gorgeous?” he guessed.
“What makes you think so?” she asked seductively.
Her eyes closed about halfway, letting her long lashes cloak her irises.
When he didn’t respond immediately, she removed one of his forelegs from her back, gently guiding his gray hoof to her front until it pressed against her chest.
A drop of warm water curtailed at the tip of her mane and fell onto his hoof.
“Do you feel my heart beating, Jack?” She looked down at his foreleg sorrowfully.
He could indeed feel rhythmic thumping within her and the tempo began to increase.
“I-I do.” He replied hesitantly.
“That's good. But… there’s something else I need you to feel, Jack.”
She looked back up at him, her eyes glossy with excess moisture. With a free hoof, she guided him down the length of her small chest and tight abdomen. But she stopped, right at a particular point, and let go. His hoof remained perfectly still pressing against her.
She leaned forward and brought her lips close to his right ear. Hammer began to breathe faster, anticipating her next words.
“Go lower.” She whispered.
Feeling herself give in, she calmly rested her head on his shoulder and started to pant like a dog the lower he went.
He descended even further, working his way past her abdomen, past the creases of her hips, and then he finally came to the gap between her legs.
He could feel some kind of wetness down her thighs, but it wasn’t like the water in the tub. It more closely resembled the texture of her saliva.
The moisture she gave off coated his hoof with a smooth, thin layer. He wasn’t stupid though, he knew exactly what this was.
With his free foreleg he supported her back, giving her something to rest on as he cradled her body.
Seizing the opportunity, he ever so delicately pressed against her labia, causing her face to contort with pleasure
.
“Ah…” She gasped quietly.
Her eyes fluttered open briefly and caught the sight of his strong jaw line. Calmly, she planted a gentle kiss right under his chin.
She felt warmth flood her cheeks as he began to rub just above her fleshy folds, but then she remembered something.
“Wait, Jack.” She whispered.
He perched her head up in the crook his foreleg. “What’s wrong? I thought this is what you wanted?”
“I-It is Jack, but… I… I wanted to do this in my room. I’m s-sorry I didn’t tell you earlier.” She stammered.
“Well, sure. I’ll do whatever you ask, Rarity.” He dipped his hoof that was soaked in her fluids down into the hot water, quietly washing away the excess, and began to lift her up in his embrace.
“O-one more thing.” She added quickly.
“Anything.” He responded confidently.
Rarity laid her head back down on his shoulder, letting his green eyes settle smoothly upon hers, one last abated time.
“I’ve never been quite so sure about anything in my life.” She rubbed her cheek up against the dense, gray hair of his neck.
“This has been a most interesting evening, and I’ll most certainly fix your uniform for you… but I have one last request. You may decline my offer. However, I won’t hold it against you.”
Her body stirred in his embrace as she turned to face him head on. The climate of the room made her sapphires shimmer like stars in the blackest of nights. Hammer felt himself becoming entranced again, falling for her.
She leaned in closer, bringing her face just mere inches from his.
A knot began to form in her stomach, not knowing if her fragile heart could take rejection.
But, despite all of that, she asked him anyway.
“Jack… w-would you… make l-love to me?” She choked.
At first he was a bit taken aback... but after only needing a moment to think, he caressed the side of her face once more and smiled sweetly down at her.
“I… don’t even care about my uniform anymore.”
He shifted his weight forward into hers.
“But, here’s your answer…” he whispered.
He led this advancing kiss with his tongue, quickly prying apart her ever gentle lips. She offered little resistance and gratefully allowed him entrance, feeling his appendage probe into her mouth and lightly connect with hers.
She felt the familiar embrace of his forelegs and wings around her back, wrapping her up in his cocoon of heated passion, and safety.
Their tongues brushed and stroked each other, back and forth inside of her warm, luscious mouth. Their lower jaws contracted gently, over and over, sending more intermingling saliva down to the backs of their throats.
Her tongue stopped for a moment, allowing her a chance to quietly swallow, and then proceeded back to the slow waltz taking place inside her mouth.
Hammer’s broad chest would continuously expand and contract, pushing into her own much more petite torso, and sent warm bursts of air through his nostrils, rushing like a July's gust over her cheeks.
Rather forcefully, Hammer reached down the length of her firm back and past her curvaceous hips, eventually letting his hooves come to rest upon her supple white ass.
“Mmmmmm.” She moaned deeply into his mouth, as he began to delicately rub on her smooth cheeks.
The gentle contractions of their lips became more regular and deep. The rhythm they had fallen into started to match the pace set by the synchronized beating of their hearts. Swathes of their interconnecting hair fell every which way as they rocked back and forth in the warm water.
Hammer reached even lower in between her legs, when suddenly she paused in between kisses.
Feeling as though he had done something wrong, he stopped as well.
They opened their eyes and pulled away gradually, letting a long arch of saliva bridge the gap between their lower lips.
He decided not to say anything to prevent himself from looking foolish, and instead preferred to let her speak first.
“Let’s go to my room. I…I think I’m ready for you… now.” She pleaded.
The corners of his cheeks began to lift up into a modest smile. The aroma of her fluids flooded his nostrils, making his face feel a like low flame was being held to it.
“Yeah… I think I’m ready… for you as well.” His soothing words eased her soul, allowing her to find her center.
She reciprocated with a smile of her own, delighted that he agreed.
“Good. Now let’s get out of this stuffy place. This heat is starting to get to me.” She said playfully.
“Heh,” He chuckled, “Believe me, I’m feeling it too.”
Creak…
The door to Rarity’s bedroom slowly crept open as she pushed upon it. She led him inside, letting him have a little look around.
They each had a long white towel draped over their back, still soaking up any remaining bath water.
A bit nervous being in somepony else’s bedroom, Hammer wiped away a long clump of his heavily saturated mane out of his eyes. He stopped for a moment, marveling at the sight.
Her room was quite expansive and heavily decorated by his own standards. He wasn’t very used to seeing such lavish design and extensive care taken into furnishing a room. There did seem to be one recurring theme however... purple and pink diamonds.
Immediately he found his eyes drawn to her bed. It was adorned with thick, heavy, red quilt with pink flowers inlaid within it. There was a tall canopy hanging high over the bed. For some reason this worried him slightly.
He felt a set of delicate lips press into his right cheek briefly and then move up to his ear.
“Come with me.” She whispered lightly.
She gave his hoof a slight nudge, signaling him to follow her. As she walked by she gave him a gentle hip check, letting the cheek of her ass brush against his side. He knew she was just egging him on, but it made him want her even more.
Hypnotized by the cool swaying of her hips, he found her body becoming more and more enticing. Their whole night leading up to this moment was bringing his testosterone levels to a boiling point. Part of him wanted to just attack her now, but he knew that would be extremely foolish.
He would have his chance soon enough.
With a quick flare of her horn, she sent the towel flying off with her magic.
“Stand right here.” She commanded.
She pointed to an area of carpet just beside the bed. He did as he was told, and began drying off the rest of his golden mane with the towel.
“So, what do you want me to do next?” He asked.
Rarity said nothing, as she adeptly moved behind him. A bit startled from her sudden stride, he quickly turned to meet her.
“Aha!” She exclaimed. “Just what I thought you would do.”
Belligerently, she lifted him up under his chest using her magic, causing him to awkwardly tumble backward onto the bed with a loud ‘thomf’.
“Woah, wait! What are you doing?!” He yelled nervously.
“Quiet, Jack! I’ve been waiting all night for this!”
Aggressively she jumped up onto the bed as well, standing imposingly over him. She leaned down and brought her lips close to his.
“Don’t play dumb with me. You know you want this.” She claimed seductively.
A bead of sweat of ran down the side of his cheek as he felt her chest softly lay on top of his.
“Well of course I do, but…” He paused for a second.
“But what?” She asked concernedly.
“But, I wanted to do this my way.”
She stopped advancing on him when he said those few words. She wasn’t sure what he meant by that, but she was more than willing to listen.
“Look Rarity…” He flashed his charming smile up at her. “You’ve been absolutely amazing tonight. I’ve never known any pony could be as nice as you have been. I don’t think there’s any way I could ever repay your kindness.”
She felt his strong wings start to wrap around her back again. He was preparing to make a move.
“But I’ve been waiting all night for this as well, my chance to show how much I appreciate you.”
His wings clamped down gently around her frame, holding her firmly in place. Using his forelegs and powerful core muscles, he rolled her over onto her back while simultaneously up-righting himself, with him now assertively standing over her.
When she touched down on the bed, she gasped loudly at his sudden furtherance. Boldly, he brought his strong jaw to her neck and ever so delicately kissed her. He had never been quite this tender or sweet with her, and she felt her cheeks start to flush.
His kissed her again right below the last one, tickling her slightly. She wasn’t sure what he was up to, but she was loving his growing affection for her. Her lower legs touched together briefly and she became faintly aware of a familiar wetness returning between her thighs.
Next, he kissed above her collar bone, making her wince happily.
“Oh Jack,” She whispered. “What’s… gotten into you?”
“Just returning the favor.” He replied soothingly.
He made his descent lower upon her, all the while leaving a quick flurry of gentle kisses down her chest. She giggled lightly with every peck of his lips upon her torso, then suddenly... she felt him stop.
When he came upon her tight abdomen, he brushed the front of his muzzle against it, inhaling deeply of her scent. Some warm bathwater still remained in her white coat, transferring moisture to the sides of his face.
With his lungs now full of her aroma, he lifted his head and let out a long, satisfied sigh. “Haahhhh.”
She glanced down at him and smiled contentedly.
“Get your fill?” She asked.
“Not even close.” He responded reassuringly.
Immediately returning to the task at hand, he kicked his back legs of the bed and began kissing lower on her stomach again.
Rarity let her head fall back down lazily onto the red quilt, quietly preparing her self for when he would reach his target.
When he came to the creases of her hips he kissed both sides, and then finally, at long last, he arrived at her loins.
He placed his forelegs under her back and pulled her to the edge of the bed, letting her violet tail dangle loosely off the side. His wings carefully retreated behind his back as she fully displayed herself to him.
Slowly, he lowered his muzzle so that it hovered directly over her dripping labia.
He took in another aggressive breath and winced sharply, like a shark that had just caught a whiff of fresh blood. It was the best damn thing he had ever smelled, and it began to cloud his judgment.
Just the sight of her femininity was causing his own appendage to swell. He tried to hold back his primal urges. This was supposed to be her moment, not his. He knew all he had to do was greatly please her, and then he would have his reward.
His lips begin to salivate as he approached ever closer. His nostrils were assaulted with her overpowering yet deeply pleasant aroma. Thoughts of pouncing on top of her right at that moment flooded his mind.
But… he pushed the thoughts away.
He thought of how perfect she was.
He thought of their perfect night together.
He thought of how despite everything that had caused him to get to this point, he no longer cared about his uniform, or his reputation, or his status as a Wonderbolt.
He only cared about Rarity now.
And then…
He closed his eyes…
and pressed his strong tongue forcefully against her dripping, fleshy lips.
“Ahh…” She gasped diminishingly, and felt a surge of electricity travel up through her hips.
He traced around the full rim of her luscious genitalia, letting his tongue glide effortlessly over every crest and ridge. He was quite surprised at just how clean she tasted, as he happily lapped up every bit of her warm, viscous fluid.
Hammer reached higher with his tongue and lightly dabbed her now engorged clitoris.
Her thigh muscles contracted and she unconsciously, but gently, clenched his head between her legs.
This didn’t stop him however, as he continued to lightly flick her clit side to side with his absolutely drenched tongue.
In hindsight that probably wasn’t a great idea, as her legs kept squeezing even harder against his cheeks.
“Huff’…’huff’…stop… Stop… STOP!!!” She pleaded loudly between exasperated breaths.
Hammer obeyed her command, and dutifully returned to rimming around her lower lips.
“Yeesssss.” She moaned quietly.
Overcome with a new sense of power and confidence, he calmly pushed his tongue deeper into her reddish-pink canal, past her outer lips, past her inner labia, and finally he felt his tip reach far into where he couldn’t see.
His let his saliva mingle with her juices and prodded around every which way inside of her. It felt exactly like the lining of her mouth, though her scent was much heavier in his nostrils now. He worked his head back and forth, trying to find out exactly how to reach the deepest point he could using only his tongue.
“Ohhhhh… Jack.” She whispered to herself.
He reached up, placing his hooves around her legs again, and pulled her entire body toward his face, burying his tongue deeper inside of her, probing around her soft, viscous walls.
He was looking for something.
Hammer let his mouth open wider, giving him more leeway and leverage to help him find his target.
Finally, his lengthy tongue contacted a slightly rigid surface on the roof of her pinkish canal, causing her left leg to twitch.
“AH!” She cried.
His pulled his tongue away in response to her yelp.
Out of nowhere, he felt her white hoof gently push against the back of his head, sending his appendage sailing back into her.
“No, go back…’huff’… hit that spot again…” She whined.
“Mmm.” He replied in agreement.
By her command, he fiercely jammed his tongue as hard as her could up against her inside lining. He contracted his lower jaw a few times, sending the tip of his tongue crashing into her, over and over again.
“Ahh…ahh… ‘huff’… ahhh… oh Jack, that’s feels sooooo wonderfuuullll…”
She lie on the bed happily, letting wave after wave of warmth rush through her torso and up into her red-hot cheeks. Unconsciously, her body started to release excess fluid, drenching the sides of Hammer’s cheeks.
Her juices started to fill his mouth forcing him to actively work against his gag reflex. He could only imagine the struggle she had gone through going down on him.
He had no choice now.
He was forced to stop when her fluid entered his nostrils as there was no longer any for him to breathe.
Hammer removed his tongue from inside her and pulled away from her pelvic area abruptly.
“Huuhhhhhh…GAHH!!” He gasped noisily, finally taking in an immense gulp of air.
He began to stumble backwards a little lightheadedly, her viscous fluid ever so slowly dripping from the corners of his lips.
Rarity leaned upwards somewhat startled, snapping out of her daydream session. Her violet tail was slightly wet where her excess had disposed of itself.
“Jack, what is it?!” She cried.
He coughed a few times holding a hoof to his irritated chest, fighting to catch his breath.
“KAHH!! Oh… it’s nothing… KAH!... really just… nothing at all. I can handle it.”
After letting his coughing fit run its course, he took a moment to regain his composure, forcing himself to stand up tall.
While remedying the pace of his breathing, he finally turned back to his worried mare.
“A-are you sure… you’re okay?” She asked.
Seeing the worry in her beautiful eyes, he calmly strode back over to her while at the same time wiping the slobber off of his chin.
He smiled warmly in her direction and turned serious in tone.
“Yeah, I'm fine.” He said reassuringly. “I just had to take a breather. Sorry about that.”
He placed a hoof on one of her thighs.
“Do you… want me to keep going?” He tried to sound as suggestive as possible.
She smiled right back at him and pushed up off of the bed.
“As much as I’d like to say yes… because I’ll be honest with you, that felt amazing… I’m actually just glad that you’re alright, and that I still have my darling pegasus with me.”
Hammer blushed at her delightful words of endearment and his heart beat began to slow.
Casually, she began to advance on him, swaying her hips ever so seductively.
She stopped, leaning up to him ever so slowly, and brought her lips close to his ears one last time.
She began to speak in the quietest of whispers. “You know something Jack?... I’m ready when you are.”
When she retreated before him, gazing into his eyes lovingly, he tried to think of something to say. But again, he was finding it increasingly hard to break away from her sight. He smiled fleetingly, until he felt a lump in his throat.
No. This was the worst possible time to get nervous.
This is it! Now or never! He screamed in his head.
It’s time to show her what I can really do! I can’t fight this anymore!
With a great lunge forward, Hammer surged his forelegs under her white frame and propelled her off of the ground using his wings.
“Woah Jack!!! What are you—mmmph!” He cut her off assertively with a deep, passionate kiss.
He lifted her higher and higher with each beat of his wings, locking her in the safety of his tight embrace.
At first she panicked, but the strong grip of his lips made her body positively melt. Her eyes gave up and she let herself go for a moment.
He pulled away slowly, letting her take a look around. They were fairly close to her high ceiling now, but he adeptly kept them from ascending any further. They hovered at a lofty height above her carpeted floor, allowing her to see things from a different viewpoint.
“Oh no… things brings back too many bad memories.” She remarked softly.
He felt a pang of grief flood his chest cavity, suddenly realizing just what dumb idea this had been.
“Oh gosh, I’m sorry Rarity. I didn’t know what I thinking. It's just... I was getting a little nervous and this is how I calm down.”
“It’s alright, sweety… but will you please take me down now?”
“That was the plan.” He said with a weak smile. “It just helps me clear my head, getting off the ground every once in a while. I didn’t mean to scare you.”
“Duly noted.” She replied.
He hovered back down to her bed, taking great care not to contact the canopy overhanging it, and plopped them both down snuggly onto their rear ends directly at the center of her soft red quilt.
Happy to be back on something more stable, Rarity calmly wiped away his golden locks, letting her see those passionate green eyes again. She placed her hoof on his firm jawline and started to caress his face.
Hammer, not wanting to leave her out of it, placed a hoof on her face and began to caress it as well.
He wanted to speak first.
“Rarity, I know that at first I didn’t seem like that much of a tough guy, but I’ve been trying to change that tonight. You just make me want to be more confident, make me want to be a better lover, and even make me want to be a better stallion. Every second that I spend with you is a great treasure, and I know I first showed up because I needed somepony to fix my uniform, but I forgot about that stupid thing a long time ago. All I think about… is you now.”
She let her hoof drop from his face once he was finished speaking.
Her eyes began to well up with tears and she felt a knot form in her chest. She held her hoof up to her torso, trying to hold something back.
Her lips quivered weakly as the knot moved up into her throat.
“Oh Jack…” She whimpered softly. A single tear trickled down her cheek.
“That’s the kindest thing anypony’s ever said to me.”
They both felt the magnetism in the air slowly and sweetly pull them together.
Their lips lightly brushed against each other ever so delicately, closing their eyes and basking in their mingling aromas.
They held this, the gentlest kiss of their entire evening, for well over a minute.
After their time was up, she gracefully retreated from his lips, and looked up at him. Her eyes fluttered longingly for him, as she struggled to find the right words to say.
He could feel it in the deepest pit of his stomach. Something big was about to happen.
Her soft, loving voice calmed the very essence of his soul.
“As I said earlier Jack, I’ve never been so sure about anything in my entire life… more sure than what we’re about to do right now.”
She glanced down casually at his rapidly swelling phallus,
seeing it begin to rise and twitch,
and let her head descend slowly upon him once more.
Quickly, he turned his gaze away and leaned backwards onto his rear end, leaving her to tend to her business. He was not going to interfere this time around.
He gasped quietly and winced at the familiar sensation, as he felt her tongue run from the base of his smooth low-hanging testicles, up the entire length of his slowly expanding shaft, and drape delicately over his ever widening head.
Just for good measure, she took his length into her mouth, and plunged down.
“Gah!” He yelped.
Her hot drool began to trickle down his girthy shaft, and came to a rest over the breadth of his pelvis. His increasingly stiffening cock pulsated violently in her cheeks, as his heartbeat began to takeoff.
More carefully than before, she pressed down as far as she could muster, letting his head briefly contact the back of throat.
In a great battle of will, she prepared herself this time and absolutely refused to give in to her gag reflex. Her eyes clenched shut tightly as she struggled, letting him soak in this feeling for as long as possible.
She felt his head pulse several times against the inside of her neck, and quietly released her hold.
She arose to his tip and gave one last gentle suck before removing him from her mouth completely.
“Ohhh…” He sighed in satisfaction.
Taking one long last look at his tall erection, she wondered how bad it would hurt. She sincerely hoped that it would only be painful for a second.
Hammer looked down at his beautiful mare and caressed her face, as she gave him the most genuine smile she could muster.
“I think I’m ready, Jack.”
She leaned up to him and lovingly planted a gentle kiss on his left cheek.
Her room turned dead silent, allowing him to clearly hear her faint whisper.
“Be gentle…”
Hammer’s face turned red hot as she delicately rotated her frame, pivoting on the surface of her bottom. She completely turned over onto her stomach and pressed into the bed with her front legs.
He could feel the thump of his heartbeat loudly pounding within his head.
She arched her lower abdomen skyward and let her back knees push her hindquarters up to him.
In response he began to lumber forward, letting his cock engorge itself to full capacity. He placed his both hooves against the cheeks of her supple ass, as she quietly laid her head sideways down on the bed.
I can’t believe I’m about to do this. He thought.
Her violet tail swayed from side to side like it was taunting him. He briefly caught a sight of her drenched labia and lightly brushed aside her tail himself.
She smiled to herself in satisfaction that he got the hint.
He felt himself starting to lose control again at the sight of her perfectly round ass, her luscious child-bearing hips, her thin and healthy waistline…
Schlick.
She inhaled forcefully through her nostrils, as his shaft began to glide up the length of her wet lips. Her saliva on his member coalesced into her own juices with each gentle stroke he gave.
He fell onto his back knees abruptly, enjoying this teasing session a little too much.
“Hoh-ohhh!” She whimpered loudly against the bed as her labia quivered with each delicate and ticklish rub.
Her abdomen quaked upward and downward, agitatedly waiting for him to enter at any moment.
He didn’t seem to notice her signs and continued to lightly rub his phallus against her privates. All of a sudden she flipped her head around, quickly catching his attention.
He gazed down upon her with the utmost concern.
Her shimmering eyes began to tear up as she pushed her lower lip down into a deeply suggestive pout.
“Please Jack…” She whined. “Don’t make me beg.”
He looked away from her in shame of his actions, and his line of sight fell to her perfectly arched back.
“A-alright…” He stammered.
His legs split further apart, giving him more leverage. He placed his right hoof on the small of her back and his left on her corresponding ass cheek.
Carefully, he aimed the head of his cock and placed it directly over her pinkish opening.
Rarity took in one last deep breath,
before he finally leaned his weight forward,
and pushed himself into her.
“Gahhhhh…” They both simultaneously gasped at the sudden euphoric feeling.
His hefty phallus slowly pried apart her inner labia, plunging itself deep inside of her drenched cavity. Her face scrunched up in pain as she felt a slight jolt run through the length of her abdomen.
He had come into contact with a tough viscous wall within her, and he retreated slightly.
“No. Keep going…” She lightly commanded.
With beads of sweat running down his forehead, he obeyed and thrust into her again. When the tip of his head contacted the wall, he leaned more of his weight on his knees and widened his stance, allowing him push more forcefully.
He pulled back and lunged forward several times, taking great care not to hurt her in any way. Her dripping canal began to loosen its tight grip, letting it accept more of the broadness of his wide shaft.
Every time he collided with the wall she would let out a diminishing pant, and her breathing started to weaken.
At the end of each thrust, her outer white lips came to rest only about one third of the way down his full length.
He was starting to get frustrated, inhaling rapidly over and over again through tightly clenched teeth.
“Guhhh…” He lowly grumbled.
Rarity struggled to let her body release itself, if only to let him inside one time.
Her heart rate began to skyrocket, and her body at last finally gave into instinct.
He pressed his hammer into her assertively…
One last time…
and her wall came crashing down.
“HAAAAA!” She yelped loudly.
He heavily plunged his throbbing member deep into her abyss, passing all of her former barriers.
His lips curved upward into a deeply satisfied smile and he threw his head backward in sheer delight, letting his cock finally soak in the juice of her inner walls.
Her hips fiercely shuddered at his advances and her labia became increasingly taught as they stretched to a new maximum. Every time he lunged forward, she felt his stiffness rip into her even further than the last.
She had to admit that it did hurt at first, but gradually she was learning to love it.
Her panting steadily increased in tempo. “’Huh…huh…huh-heh-heh-heh-hih-hih-hihhihihih!”
His hips seized up with each powerful surge of his legs, sending his pelvis crashing into her rear end. A long stream of intermingling fluids started to trickle down their legs. He felt the head of his cock reach a rough patch inside her, about three quarters of the way down.
Suddenly, she reached up and grabbed a pillow, placing it under her delicate cheek.
His constant pounding was driving her face down into the bed, but yet… she couldn’t help herself from smiling.
This moment is what she had waited for all night.
Wave after wave of amazing warmth rushed through her pelvis, her abdomen, her back, her chest, her neck, and finally flushed into her cheeks. Her hips convulsed backwards in pure ecstasy, as her insides were being firmly massaged by his fat palpitating cock.
She began to lose track of time, getting lost in his thrusting. Her panting gradually slowed down, as did her lover’s pushing into her for some reason.
Then, she felt something new… his hot breath against the back of her neck.
Her eyelids fluttered open and she lifted her head to face the towering stallion behind her.
He had leaned forward all of his weight, placing his forelegs over her sides and his chest over her back, and now… their faces were separated by only mere inches yet again.
He had come to a gentle stop with half of himself still inside her, and gazed longingly into her fleeting irises.
She had never been quite so happy in her entire life, seeing the face of her strong pegasus lover, and feeling his pulsating appendage deep within.
He calmly pressed his muzzle into her soft neck and inhaled her intoxicating aroma. She smelled much more different than before, just like her body had flipped a switch, producing the tell-tale sign that she was in heat.
He moved his head back towards hers and she quietly intercepted him, planting her gentle lips on his. They closed their eyes and filled their lungs with the ambient smell, letting this amazing moment sink in, softly moaning into each other's mouths.
Hammer instinctually leaned his hips forward even more while their lips embraced, slowly inching in his swollen phallus as far as it would go.
Rarity moaned softly into his mouth when she felt her internal walls stretch to their limit… but he was so close.
He felt this screaming impulse in his head yelling at him to surge forward. His back legs struggled to keep him upright, just moments away from giving up on him.
And then suddenly, primal urges took over.
He fully mounted her with their lips still connected… and plunged his hammer into her one more time.
“HMMMM!!” She moaned loudly in ecstasy, right into his strong jaw.
A small, concentrated spurt of hot viscous fluid rushed over his cock and quickly escaped past her white outer lips. His testicles became lightly coated with her juice, as they gently rubbed against her lower labia.
Now balls-deep within her, there was nowhere to go but up from here.
She pulled away from his lips with her own now drenched in saliva. Her breathing once again became heavy and labored.
“’Huhh’…’huhh’…’huhh’…Ohhhh Jack…you feel sooooo amazing…” She muttered breathily.
Hammer continued to clench his teeth, not out of anger, but because he was entirely too close to the edge now. If there was any opportunity to go for his prize, it was right now.
Aggressively, he unfurled his rigid wings and curled them under her delicate sternum. She said nothing of his advance. There was nothing he could do at this point that would catch her off guard.
He wrapped around her chest and with a powerful and primal surge lifted her off the bed. He leaned backwards onto his hindquarters, still holding his rod within her. Calmly, she let herself relax in his grip, focusing only on the constant throbbing within her loins.
Once she had relinquished herself, he began to rhythmically and forcefully dunk her body down over his engorged member.
He took great care in making sure she was safely in place and not in any way uncomfortable. If at any moment she rejected this, he would immediately stop.
But she didn’t reject… she relished every abated second.
Each time she came down on him her rear end pressed onto his pelvis, and his testicles slapped against her pussy’s soaked lips.
Thwack-thwack-thwack
"Hahhhhhh..." He sighed.
While he didn’t have to thrust his hips anymore, holding up a fully grown pony with his wings was proving to be even more
demanding, Wonderbolt or not.
He felt a knot begin to form at the base of his shaft, inside one of his testicles. Taking this as a good sign he continued to lift her up and gently drop her over and over again. Every time the head of his cock pressed against the back of her vaginal wall, he felt a shock run down his shaft and into his testicle, surging the knot upward.
Her hot juices ran down his pelvis and onto the red quilt below, deeply embedding itself into the fabric.
“GAH! Rarity! ‘Huff’…’huff’… I’m so close…” He could barely speak he was breathing so hard.
Sweat ran down his face in several streams and past his neck.
The physical stress on his body was proving to be too much… but that knot kept building.
No, he couldn’t stop now.
“Me too-ooo… hoh-ohh!” She moaned loudly.
They both had at the back of their minds the sincere hope that they wouldn’t wake up all of Ponyville.
His testicles twitched and began to recede, as though preparing for something. All the while Hammer could feel his knot building and rising within his shaft.
His breaths came in quick fleeting bursts as he actively tried to pry the knot skyward using his pelvic muscles.
Each throb sent his penis slamming into her internal walls, hitting that sensitive area he felt before using his tongue. Her hips throbbed and quaked and sputtered, all the while causing her to arch her back forcefully.
She held her eyes tightly shut as that strong internal massaging sensation took over. Her loins began to relax and stretch even further.
With every plunge down onto him, sending his cock ramming into her walls, she smiled up at the ceiling and let out a long diminishing sigh.
“Haaaaaaaa…” She cried happily.
She didn’t know it yet, but Hammer was desperately struggling, so close to his final release. He felt like he had just flown several laps around Equestria in some sadistic antagonizing marathon… but it would be so worth it... just to cum even once.
The knot was just about to reach the tip of his head. His heart was going to explode under the pressure, he was sure of it. His face, neck, and chest were drenched in sweat.
“Gahh…Rarity…what should I do?... ‘huff’…I’m almost there…’huff.’” He panted.
She leaned her head back lazily in response so that he could hear her faint whispers.
“Don’t be silly, Jack… Hahhhh… just do it already…” She said between thrusts.
It didn’t matter what she said now.
The knot had reached its destination.
A streaking lightning bolt shot down through his violently throbbing cock.
His pelvis quaked immensely, his wings seized up around her delicate frame tightly, making absolutely sure her body would accept his payload. His face contorted in pain as he reached up his front hooves, grasping around her hips, and tugged her down like a shark attacking its prey. His cock's head plunged up far into her as far it could possibly go, colliding against her highest squishy wall.
The intense flame within his cheeks returned, causing his face to flush red and his eyes to twitch in quick spasms.
“HAHH!!” They both yelped abruptly.
She winced at the sharp feeling and her smile faded away, not because she was unhappy, but because she had lost control of every unnecessary bodily function.
Her abdomen oscillated spasmodically as a hot soothing wave of her juices broke like an ocean current over his lengthy penis, and down onto his pelvis.
She felt something else inside…something just below her stomach.
Another foreign fluid that she didn’t recognize pressed against her deepest wall.
She wasn’t quite sure why, but she was so elated to have his semen inside of her.
Hammer now held her tightly in his grasp, gritting his teeth and giving his hips a few last instinctual upward thrusts, making sure she received every… last… drop.
Something about his biology just told him this was the most effective way to ensure proper conception, not that he could disobey his primal instinct. He was completely helpless at that fact.
Knowing the deed was done, he lifted her frame higher off of him.
His still throbbing and dripping member, not turned a tinge of red and black, slowly receded from the safety of her cavity.
Her labia relinquished its hold on him as the last bit of himself finally fell out of her pink canal.
His completely soaked cock drooped onto the bed in a great heap, dripping excess seminal fluid from his head onto the sheets below. It still spasmed here and there, a testament that his heart did not in fact explode.
She lightly felt herself drop to her stomach and her head come to rest back on the pillow. As always he was being ever so careful with her, even despite mentally checking out at the point of climax.
Her body lie sprawled out in a tired mess, still reveling in joy from her own even greater second climax.
The red quilt below them was stained from their mingling fluids. At the very least she would have to make a new one.
When she didn’t hear him move from his position, she gracefully lifted her head and glanced back at him.
“Jack… are you alright?” She whispered.
His torso was hunched forward awkwardly, letting his long golden hair fall to his sides. His legs shook unstably, struggling to support his weight. His entire frame quaked in some kind of terrible seizure. He stared blankly at the corner of the room, letting his mouth hang open loosely, fighting in vain to slow down his breathing as best as he could. She could plainly see that he was exhausted, as his entire body glistened with clear beads of sweat.
His evergreen eyes were empty, looking as though he were in some kind of trance.
“I-I’m…sorry…’huff’…Rarity…” He weakly replied.
His eyes fell lazily shut and his head started to fall.
This passionate night of love-making had taken its ravaging toll on his body.
Once his orgasm had finished running its course, he became immediately aware of just how tired he was.
After going on for much longer than his body could withstand… he slowly lumbered forward… and his legs gave out on him.
The stress on his heart and lungs, even on his pelvis, had proven to be too much, and he collapsed onto his side in a great heap.
Thump!
“Jack?!” She cried.
He simply stared out into space, letting his tongue dangle limply in his mouth. Sweat curtailed at the end of his left cheek, slowly soaking into the fabric.
And then…
To her horror…
He stopped breathing altogether.
“JACK?!!” She choked out.
She rolled over on the bed and started to shake his frame, but he remained unresponsive. His eyes continued to gaze into nothingness, utterly defeated and broken.
In a great panic, she got up and placed herself over him, stirring him violently.
“NO! NO! What do I DOOO?!?!”
Hurriedly she pressed both hooves against his wide chest and began pumping down, hoping to restart his heart. It was all she could think to do at this point.
This night, on the other hand, had been amazing for him.
He could tell his mind was beginning to slip away… but he didn’t care. He had enjoyed every moment of their evening, with the most wonderful mare he had ever met. Admittedly, he would have done anything for her.
Even though his mind was beginning to fall into blackness, he was still consumed by thoughts of her. Never had any pony been quite so kind, so gentle, so loving…
He was only sorry that the night had to end on such a low-note, but he couldn't help it.
“NOOOOO! JAAAAAAACK!! PLEEEASE!” She screamed even louder than before.
Tears streamed down her face like wide flowing rivers.
His vision started to fade, beginning at the corners of his eyes and slowly working towards their center. His pupils began to dilate as well, signaling to her that he was fading from the world.
In a fit of desperation, she took a deep gulp of air and pressed her mouth aggressively into his.
She exhaled with great force, trying to expand his lungs.
Perilously, she tried again and again, taking in deep breaths and pushing them into his mouth.
Nothing.
He was dying and it was ripping her apart.
Absolutely crushed, she lowered her head onto his chest, listening to the silence in the room.
She had never felt quite so depressed in her entire life. It was the worst feeling that one could possibly face.
A lump formed in her throat, making it difficult to speak.
“Jack…” She whimpered. “Please come back to me…”
Delicately she placed a hoof against her own stomach.
“W-what if I… get… pregnant, Jack?” Her eyes clenched shut, trying to push the thought out of her head.
“W-what if I…n-need you to be there for me? What if… I’m lost… without you?”
She choked on the lump before she finally let it out.
“Jack… I… I think that… I love you.” She whispered.
As his mind fell into some unknown abyss, he heard the words. The words that he was hoping to hear after everything was said and down.
And I love you, Rarity. He thought to himself.
He didn’t know it at the time, but this wouldn’t be his last night. Even though the life was being drained away from him and he slowly began to lose consciousness, he clanged onto her words.
They would be his light in the darkness, wherever he went. He would always love her.
But his story would not end here.
It couldn’t end tonight.
Otherwise…
He would have never met the fastest pegasus in Equestria just a short while later…
A spry, little, white filly with the most beautiful golden hair…
His pride and joy, his ray of sunshine…
his daughter.
