Chapters Chapter 2: Nine Years Later
Schooling for ponies is considered by most to be quite practical after high school. All general schooling is complete by that point, and many students are free to dive straight into their lives and careers. Some go into apprenticeships based on their cutie mark, others start producing wares, and then there are those who choose to continue their education in one of the many specialization schools that the country has to offer. One such school is that of the Canterlot Magic Academy.
While not quite as illustrious as the more commonly known Celestia's School for Gifted Unicorns, Canterlot Magic Academy or CMA is where those with magic-based interests come to learn and refine their knowledge and abilities. All branches of magic are freely studied and encouraged here. There are even courses not magic-based that are taught here with a sort of emphasis on how magic could be applied to them or just teaching them from a magical point of view.
The fall semester begins in a few days, and as such, the amount of traffic in and out of the facilities has increased dramatically as both first years and returning students settle in for what will encompass a good portion of the following months.
Even among this crowd, a white unicorn stands in relative comfort, smiling warmly at every pony who passed by. She re-adjusts her small, electric-blue backpack as she saunters her way down the road. Her golden mane cascades down her back, hiding the knot of her teal crop top and stopping just a few inches above her matching pleated miniskirt. She pauses and pulls out a piece of paper, turning and flipping it for a few moments in confusion.
She reaches out and grabs the arm of a passing stallion, smiling warmly at him. "Hey, stud. I need help." She holds the sheet up for him, pouting cutely. "Could you, like, show me where this place is? I'd really appra... appro... be thankful!"
The stallion is a unicorn, as are most ponies who attend this school given it's major areas of study, and adjusts his square glasses as he looks at the paper, and perhaps the chest behind it for a moment. He points in towards the campus. "You'll want to go straight down the main road, turn right after you pass the library then it'll be across the plaza where you see the statue of Spell Weaver." He looks back to her with a not-quite-innocent smile. "Anything else you want to ask me?"
"Just one." She tilts her head to one side, frowning a bit. "Who's Spell Weaver?"
His smile falters a bit, but he explains nonetheless. "One of the unicorns responsible for many of today's spells, considered just below the tier of Starswirl the Bearded. You know... tended to wear purple robes, often pictured with fire in one hand and ice in another when they have pictures of her in history books... any of this ringing any bells?"
"Not really, but she sounds amazing!" She beams before gesturing to him. "You know a lot about history, don't you?"
"Well, yes, but I would think every student knew about her.." He smiles widely again after a moment. "Maybe I could walk you to your dorm and there I could tell you more about... history?"
"That would be great!" She giggles, rocking on her heels. "Lead the way?"
He smiles. "Of course. Follow me." He begins walking along the path he spoke of.
She hurries to catch up, her hoofs clacking against the road before she finds her footing. She walks right behind him, watching the scenery as they pass. Every so often she would point at a building and ask what it was, and he would give her an answer.
They eventually reach the statue he spoke of, and it is exactly as one might think. A unicorn mare stands on a plinth, in one hand holding a book she is reading out of and her other hand outstretched, as if about to perform magic. Her regal-looking robes cover all but her tail, had, and hands. The stallion leads the mare into the desired building, turning to her as they enter it. "Now, which room did you say was yours?"
"It's 219!" She giggles before pausing and glancing around, wide-eyed. "Does that mean there's a huge number of rooms in here? How do they all fit?"
He shakes his head at her as they head for the stairwell. "There aren't 219 rooms, I doubt they have more than 20 or 30 per floor. They just write it like that so that you know which floor you're on, like you're on the second floor." They walk a little more until they reach her door. "And here we are, easy. So, want to start on that history lesson?"
With a bounce in her step, she moves forward and opens her door. She then turns to him, playfully wagging a finger. "Later!" She enters her room and starts to close it, winking teasingly. "See you, cutie." With that, she shuts the door, leaving the stallion alone in the hallway.
He blinks at the closed door. After a moment he sighs and shakes his head, thoughts of the bouncy mare and her, judging by how she reacted to the air conditioning, bra-less chest dancing in his mind. "Waste of time..." With that said, he wanders off, leaving the mare to herself.
On the other side of the door, the unicorn lets out a sigh of relief. "Thank goodness. I was afraid I wouldn't get away from that lecherous fool." She stretches, groaning quietly. "I hate this disguise. Not because I don't have any brassieres that fit." She takes off her heart-shaped locket, placing it carefully on a dresser by the bathroom door, turning and starting to unpack. "No, Angel is such an idiot she even annoys me." She glances at the necklace, frowning deeply. "Did you get that, Flick?"
"Of course I did." The rather smug voice emanates from the silver trinket, given a metallic edge by the device. "I don't see what the problem is. Angel is your most successful disguise yet - and that's saying something, considering your mother!"
She scoffs, rolling her eyes. "Get over her. She's gone, and you should stop comparing me to her. Besides," she places her hands on her chest, scowling, "you only like Angel for her body."
"Maybe." There's a slight pause, and then it continues, shifting to a tone of concern. "Hey, why aren't you concerned with us being heard? You do have neighbors, after all."
"Not a chance." She waves a hand dismissively as she sits on the bare bed. "The rooms are soundproofed... and my encounter with Shooting Star should tell you why."
"Is that his name?" The skepticism is clear in the voice, even with the distortion. "How can you be sure?"
"Because he had it written on his backpack. I saw it when he shifted its weight." She rolls her eyes. "You really need to stop questioning me and let me unpack." She pauses to wait for a response, but gets none. She smirks, picking up the jewelry and pushing the center of it. "Good."
The day proceeds, and a little later finds Angel sitting in the waiting room of the main office for the school's Illusion Magic program. Having already had a brief chat with the receptionist, the mare is left with nothing but her own thought, her backpack, and the out-of-date magazines on the table next to her uncomfortable chair.
She glances around, a happy smile on her lips despite the thoughts going through her head. Why can't they keep their magazines up to date? I can't learn anything from these I haven't learned before... but maybe that's the point. She opens her bag, pulling a fashion magazine out and flipping through it. I'm glad I bought my own.
A few more minutes pass before one of the adjacent doors opens up and a light blue unicorn mare pokes her head out, calling to the room at large. "Angelic Grace?"
"Here!" She jumps to her hooves, beaming brightly. She grabs her bag and rushes forward, stopping in front of the door. "Are you ready for me?"
The mare nods, motioning for the student to come in."Yes, have a seat please." The older unicorn, whose name is revealed to be Proper Planning by the small name plate on her desk, has an average sized file on her desk with the younger mare's name on it. She flips it open to the first page as she smiles. "So, Miss Grace, what did you need help with today?"
"Oh, that's easy!" She sits herself on the arm of the offered chair and pulls out a course book from her bag, holding it out to her. "I need to sign up for classes! Can you recu... requi... tell me some good ones?"
Taking the offered book, Planning responds. "Of course, though I should warn you ahead of time, signing up for classes a handful a days before they start is not what we usually recommend. You may find that some classes you want are full." She consults the file. "Now lets see what classes you have from high school. In the meantime, it says here that your desired degree was a basic Illusionary Magic one. Is that still correct?"
"Yep!" She giggles, placing her folded hands on her crossed legs. "I might go for a higher level after, though. I like illusions!"
"That will certainly help..." Her voice trails off as she sees the student's academic records. "As will these grades... school certainly doesn't seem to be a problem for you. You could probably get into any of the appropriate classes you want to." She starts flipping to the Illusion section of the course catalog. "Did you have any courses that you were particularly interested in? Even if they aren't directly related to your degree?"
She smiles, gesturing with a hand. "Well, I'd like to have a minor in xenobiology or foreign culture. You see," she pouts cutely, crossing her arms, "I like knowing about other species, but it's hard to find anything in public libraries."
"Well, if schooling is good for nothing else, it sates curiosity. We do have quite a few courses like that, as the magic of other species is just as much of a field as any other. Let me just make a note of your official minor declaration..." She scribbles a moment with a quill as her magic continues flipping through the catalog until it comes to the desired page. "Here we are, the Illusion branch. The options for your first year are a bit limited, but they do an excellent job of exposing you to many different areas so that you can gather some ideas on what you want to pursue more specifically." She idly taps a crystal on her desk which flashes once before another unicorn peeks through the door.
"Yes ma'am?" The lite pink unicorn in the doorway asks.
Planning addresses her simply. "Quick Sort, can you fetch me the rosters for the first year Illusion classes as well as the second year General Xenobiology class?"
"Of course, ma'am." Just as quickly as she appeared, the pink mare darts out.
"Alright Miss Grace," Planning begins, "Why don't you take a look at some of these and tell me which ones look good to you?" She taps a few with a hoof. "The Basics of Illusion class and it's accompanying lab are required, but other than that and your Xenobiology class, you do have some options for the remaining few."
"Thank you, but..." Angel frowns, tilting her head in confusion. "...why a second year Xenobiology class?"
The blue mare smiles. "Well Miss Grace, to be completely candid, it's because you don't need the first year. Half of that course is a general review of things learned in high school and the rest is only the first bits of Zebra biology, with a small bit of their culture thrown in as well. Your grades clearly show that you don't need a refresher on a class you got a perfect score in, and the second part is covered quickly in the second year class as well as going more in depth there. You qualify to simply skip the first year's course, unless you don't want to, of course."
"No, that's fine." She smiles, waving a hand. "I think I'll take the second year course." She picks up the book, looking over her options. "I think that I should take a physical education course, since I don't want to get out of shape. Maybe yoga. And-" She pauses, blinking in surprise. She turns the book around, pointing at a specific requirement. "Why is there an elemental magic course in here, Miss Planning?"
"Hmm?" She looks down at the course. "Oh, that. Well, that's another one of our... not exactly general courses, but more of one that can be applied to almost all areas of magic. Some students of up taking it to study more into the effects or applications of the naturally found magics. It's one of those optional ones."
"I see." Angel frowns, considering the elemental course for a moment. "Would you suggest I take it, or another one?"
"That would be up to you, dear." She points to the number of hours the elemental course is. "As you can see, it's not as many hours as the Xenobiology or Basics of Illusion course, so technically you could take that and whatever physical education course you're considering. Of course, beyond that, you might want to consider things like Extra curricular groups, jobs, and homework before you go adding more classes that take up your day."
She nods, tapping her chin a moment. "I think I'll take those two - yoga and elemental magic." She smiles, nodding to the older unicorn. "I'll see what I can do about everything else later. Thank you for your help!"
"Not a problem." The door opens and Quick Sort pops in, setting down the course rosters before backing out again. Planning smiles. "She always has excellent timing. Here, why don't you look at these and pick which of the times all fit in your schedule how you like them. Just fill them out on here." She slides a form toward Angel.
Angel smiles back and takes the form, writing out her schedule. It takes a few moments, but she eventually gets everything figured out and places it on the desk. "The classes fit on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. Does that work?"
"As long as it works for you, that's what matters. Some students prefer Fridays off, but in the end, it's up to you." She taps the crystal on her desk again, Quick Sort popping in a moment later as she levitates the rosters and form over to her. "Kindly get these filed back for me, would you, dear?" With a smile and nod, Sort is back out of the office as Planning turns back to Angel. "So, did you have anything else you needed help with?"
"Yes, actually." She tilts her head to the side, frowning in confusion. "Where are the buildings for my classes?"
"That should be on your official schedule, which I'm sure Sort will have ready for you when you leave. Did you need a map too?" She starts opening a few of her desk drawers. "I think I have some lying around..."
The white unicorn bounces in her seat as she waits for the mare to find the map. Her bright blue eyes wander around the room, taking in the degrees and pictures on the walls, as well as a motivational poster of a kitten on a clothesline. She giggles, seeing the words written on it. "Hang in there. I get it!"
Planning mutters, half buried in a drawer. "Yes, that one always seems to be popular... ahah!" A folded pamphlet of paper zips upward encased in her magic. "Found one! Here you go." The paper levitates over and drops to the desk in front of the student.
She picks it up, holding it up right in front of her face. "Cute! It's got a little bear on it!"
"Umm, actually that's a pony silhouette..." The blue mare straightens herself up again. "Alright then. Anything else?"
"Not at the moment!" She tucks the pamphlet into her bag and stands up, taking the mare's hand in both of her own and shaking it heartily. "Thank you for your help, Miss Planning!"
The counselor has to steady herself a moment from the shaking before smiling back at Angel. "Anytime, Miss Grace. Be sure to come back if you ever need any more help. Good luck with your time here!"
"Thanks!" She waves as she exits, giggling happily. "Have a nice day!"
The older mare waves as her door shuts and the student walks back into the waiting area. The familiar pink form of Quick Sort stands right behind the counter and perks up as soon as she spots Angel, zipping over with a small slip of paper in her magic. "Here you are, Miss. One schedule."
The white unicorn takes the paper, her smile still on her lips. "Thank you!" She glances down at the schedule, staring blankly for a few seconds before turning to her, tilting her head to one side as she points at an acronym. "What does this mean?"
Quick Sort peeks at the paper a moment before replying. "Oh, that's the Star Swirl the Bearded building. We shorten it to that because it's way too long to write out when you have to refer to it so often."
She nods, looking at the page once more. "Are all of my classes in that one?"
The office mare shakes her head. "No, just your Illusion class and the lab. Everything else is in different buildings."
"Oh." She puts the list into her pocket, smiling kindly at her. "Thank you for your help, Miss Sort."
"Not a problem! That's why I'm here!" She spies one of the crystals on her desk lighting up. "Whoops, duty calls. Have a nice day!" She darts off down the hall.
Angel blinks, looking down the hall where the older mare vanished. She shrugs and turn to the door, pulling out a small container from the side of her backpack. "Let's go see where my classes are..."
Exiting the building, Angel unfolds the map and starts perusing it to find out where all her classes are. She picks the Illusion class first, seeing as how she can get two class locations at once, and sets off. Strolling along the path, she rounds a corner and stops as she is hailed by a yellow mare with orange mane waving to her and calling. "Excuse me, can I have a moment of your time?"
She smiles warmly, tilting her head to one side. "Yes? May I help you?"
She holds out one sheet of a stack of identical papers that she holds under her arm. "I just wanted to give you this and let you know that we've started open recruitment for writers and editors of the school newspaper! We really need to fill in all the gaps left by the graduates, so we're testing anypony who is willing to try! Just come to the room listed if you're interested!"
Angel blinks, taking the flyer in minor confusion. "Um, okay? Do I have to study for the test?"
"Umm..." The pamphlet mare stops for a moment, the change from the usual routine of 'accept pamphlet, keep walking' broken by a question. "Maybe? I mean, we aren't telling you what the test is, so... not sure if you can study for it..."
She stares at her for a second, the gears in her head visibly turning. "...so it's a pop quiz?"
"Erm... yeah... something like that..." The mare giggles nervously before she spots another pony and walks over, hailing them as well. "Excuse me!"
She shrugs, tucking her paper into her backpack. "I guess it's a good way to find out about this place..." She turns and continues down the road, glancing around. "Now, which one's the Starswirl the Bearded building?"
As she walks, the sound of another pony calling reaches her ears, though this one seems to be directed at all ponies nearby and not just her. A stallion with what appears to be a megaphone cutie mark is shouting to all around as two mares with him run a booth with flyers. "Join the campus beautification club! Help us keep our school lovely in all ways! We plant flowers, clean litter, and seal cracks! Join us and help our school!"
She stops at this, utterly confused. "...beautification club?" She turns away, muttering to herself. "I thought the school took care of stuff like that..."
She walks even more, passing a few more ponies with pamphlets, though not close enough to get some herself. As she enters another plaza, the form of a familiar light blue stallion with square glasses walks toward her, his eyes widening, then zipping upwards to look at her face as he waves. "Hey!"
"Oh, hey, stud!" She giggles, skipping forward and grabbing his hand. "What are you doing here?"
He blinks, surprised, but pleased at her reaction to him. "Just checking things out- clubs, I mean. It's Club Day and all of them are out recruiting all over campus."
A look of realization crosses her face. "So that's what's going on!" She turns around, looking at the ponies she passed earlier. "I guess I should've known, with all of that stuff back there..."
"Yeah... it's a bit annoying when they stop you too much, but it's not too bad..." His voice dies down as the wind does the opposite, offering the smallest glimpse of blue underneath the mare's skirt.
"Eep!" She tries her best to pull the edges of her skirt back down, blushing slightly. "Wow, did some pegasus decide to act pervy, or something?" She glances around, trying to spot the culprit. "That wasn't very nice, if-" She stops as she sees the stallion, tilting her head in concern. "Hey, are you alright? You seem, um... dazed."
Star shakes his head and clears his throat. "No, no, just... lost in thought." He straightens up and smiles at her. "Are you finding your way around alright, or do you need me to show you around again?"
"Actually, I could use some help." She glances at her schedule and points at one of them. "Could you show me where this is?"
"Oh, yoga class huh?" His smiles widens a bit. "Yeah, I could show you there..." He points down one of the paths. "It's actually right down there. Would you like to walk ahead?"
She blinks blankly, clearly confused. "But... aren't you supposed to show me the way?"
"Well yeah..." The stallion thinks quickly. "But I thought maybe you'd want to see if you could spot it and I would tell you if we went too far."
"Oh, I guess that makes sense." She smiles, turning and heading off down the path, a subtle sway in her steps as she does so.
Of course, Star subtly, or at least what he thinks is subtly, enjoys his now splendid view of Angel, though he doesn't get any more lucky gusts of wind. Still, he contents himself with her tail and hips as they walk, keeping in mind what he is actually supposed to be doing, though so he is not caught. He looks up at the appropriately gym-like building as they come up to it.
Yet Angel keeps walking, continuing down the path as if to head towards the building past it. She appears oblivious to his thoughts and actions, not to mention the building on her right.
True to his word, Star speaks up, stepping forward and putting a hand on Angel's shoulder. "Umm, careful, you're about to walk straight past it."
She stops, quickly turning to see the building. "Oh!" She smiles brightly, hugging him from the side. "Thank you! Though I have to ask..." She gestures to the building that's now behind her. "What building is that one?"
He tilts his head to look around her, studying the building a moment before replying. "That would be the... combat spell practice building actually. It's all heavily protected and sectioned off so actually no student can get in unless they rent out one of the rooms for their use and are provided with the enchantment to get in past the barriers."
"Why is it so guarded?" She turns to look at the dome-shaped building, brow furrowed slightly in confusion.
"Safety. Don't want any students getting hurt if they accidentally walk in on somepony practicing a new combat spell." He shrugs. "Aside from the barriers though, there's not really much in there aside from some durable training dummies. Other than that the rooms are bare and boring."
"Oh." She nods, heading towards the gym. "So, which room is my class in, again?" She pushes open the door and sees a bare hallway stretching out to the sides, dotted by doors every few yards. "...this is rather... bland..."
"The room should be on your schedule," Star replies as he follows, sparing a few glances downward, "And yeah, some buildings don't do much with their halls, but they generally get brightened up by all sorts of posters and stuff throughout the semester."
"On my schedule..." She frowns slightly, reaching for the side pocket of her backpack once more. As she pulls her hand back out, the object within slips from her grasp. With a panicked gasp, she falls to her hands and knees, trying to pick up the clear object as it clatters across the floor. However, every desperate attempt to grab it causes her fingers to knock them even further away. "No, come back!"
Star shifts uncomfortably as he watches her crawl along, her skirt really not doing one of his gender any favors. After a moment he comments. "You could just use magic..."
She pauses, blinking blankly as she leans up to sit on her hooves. "...oh. I forgot." She giggles and her horn lights up a soft blue, the object soon being enveloped with the same aura as it's brought to her. She quickly holds it up to her eyes and puts it back in her bag, softly sighing. "Room 320. That's where my class is." She stands up and brushes the back of her skirt off before turning to him, smiling softly. "Ready to go find it?"
He smiles and nods, though doesn't make a move yet to adjust from his slightly hunched over position with his hand in his pocket. "Lead the way. It's on the third floor."
A short time later and the two are back outside the building, having been up to the desired unlocked and empty room. Of course, upon seeing it, Angel merely bounced away, much to the stallion's disappointment. As he regards the mare again, Star starts to suspect that she is simply a gigantic tease with no real chance of anything beyond that, so, he decides to act. "Hey, glad I could help you out and all, but I have some things I need to do. Think you can find the rest by yourself?"
"Hopefully!" She smiles brightly at him and pulls him into a brief hug. "Thank you for your help, stud! Maybe we'll see each other again?"
He coughs awkwardly, her not helping to make it less awkward for him to walk around. "Right... maybe..." He turns around quickly, waving a hand over his shoulder as he walks away.
She watches him leave, muttering to herself as soon as he's out of earshot. "...did I overdo it?"
"Yes."
She rolls her eyes, frowning at the voice coming from her necklace. "I didn't ask you, Flick."
"Then why say it out loud?" The smug tone of his voice makes the mare's hands clench in annoyance. "Besides, Angel is smokin' hot! Who wouldn't want to bone her?"
She groans, rubbing the bridge of her muzzle with two fingers. "And that's exactly why I didn't want to be her. I don't take pride in bedding as many ponies as possible." She turns pulling out her map and quickly circling three buildings on it with a marker. "But no, you and Luster said it was the best choice I had."
"Well it is." He pauses as the sound of paper rustling fills the air, not wanting to have his voice drowned out. "The other two choices you presented were a brown earth pony and a pink pegasus. Those two couldn't go there without being noticed."
"Says you." She caps her marker and looks at the map, smiling at her handiwork. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to go check out my xenobiology class." She hurries off down the road, not even giving him a chance to respond.
Of course, as luck may have it, the building for Xenobiology is on almost the complete opposite side of the campus from the yoga class. A long walk such as this leaves a student open for many approaching club recruiters, and said recruiters have been trained well to spot every detail of such an opportunity.
The one that spots Angel as her next target is a very perky mare of a dandelion yellow coat and white mane, almost the exact reverse of her prey's color palette. Her green eyes meet Angel's blue ones as she strides over confidently. She beams as she stops in front of the student, exclaiming proudly to her. "You, you're perfect!"
She stops in her tracks, smiling slightly with her brow furrowed. "Um... thanks?" She taps her chin, trying to figure out what she meant by that. "...may I help you?"
"Yes, actually." The perky mare nods, putting an arm around Angel's shoulders. "We want you for our squad. Not him, not her," she points to a stallion and mare passing them, "you." she points at Angel.
The white mare blinks, unsure. "Squad? What squad?"
The mare starts walking Angel off her intended path and over to a booth run by three more mares, each in the same matching uniform. "The cheerleading squad!"
She tilts her head, considering the booth for a moment as she's led there. "Cheerleading, huh..."
Two days later, Celestia's sun hangs over a bright clear day, hopefully signifying a joyous semester to all those attending CMA. The custom schedules mean that some ponies, of course, don't actually see the solar diarch's work just yet as their heads are currently blissfully buried in their beds in light of not having morning classes. Other students though, are rising or are already out and about at this point of the morning. The sounds of running water from the bathroom of a certain blonde-maned-blue-eyed, white mare telegraphs her need to be up crystal clearly.
The faucets turn as the water suddenly stops flowing, a towel floating into the curtains before the mare herself steps out a moment later with her mane wrapped up in it. The rest of her remains bare to the world and still slightly dripping, but of course, one of the benefits of having a room to yourself is being able to be in this state and still have all the privacy you want.
"You know," a familiar voice rings out, "I'd die happy if I could see you right now."
The mare rolls her eyes, picking up the necklace and putting it around her neck. "Sorry, but you'll have to do with your imagination for a while, still. As in, forever." She opens her closet, eyeing her wardrobe critically. "Why couldn't you two have packed me less revealing clothes?"
"Because that isn't how Angel is." He pauses as the sound of hangers on metal rods fills the room. "You know she loves to tease, and we picked outfits suited for that mindset."
"How degrading..." She grabs a baby tee, scowling. "You didn't even get the right measurements, did you?"
"No, but we took estimates during pre-assessment." A drawer to the dresser slides open and a pair of simple white panties floats out, enveloped in a blue aura. "Don't forget, from what you told me, yoga is your first class. You won't have time to come back here and change, so make sure your clothes are comfortable."
She looks at her necklace in the mirror, an eyebrow quirked. "Did you really have to remind me?" She briefly lifts a leg as the underwear floats into position, moving up around her shin before she repeats the motion with her other leg. "Besides, you know me. Yoga will be a breeze."
"I bet."
She smirks as she grabs a sky-blue sport top, carefully pulling it on. "Of course you would." She smooths the tight top down before getting her matching track shorts. "I'm almost done here, so you should turn your mic off, for now." She pauses with the tights halfway up her thighs, waiting for a response. When none comes, she smiles and shakes her head. "Good old Flick."
"I'm not that old."
She puts her hand to her head, groaning quietly.
***
Weaving her way through the crowds and along the paths, Angel soon arrives at her very first class, similarly garbed students all radiating towards the room as she draws closer. Stepping into the room itself, none are particularly surprised to see that it is nothing more than a room with large windows, empty except for mats laid out in a grid-like pattern.
Avoiding the single mat on it's own in front, the students all wander over to a mat of their own, the usual murmur of morning chatter present. Though the vast majority of the class is female, there are a few males present, though all but one look a little uncomfortable or nervous, and thus take their spots near the back of the room.
Angel, curious, moves to one in the center of the room, sitting down with her legs crossed. She turns and waves at the stallions in the back, giving them a small smile.
Most of them smile and lift a hand up to her in response, but a couple of shy ones simply avert their eyes and focus on their mats.
A moment later, as the last of the mats is filled, an older mare walks in from a side door, the talking dying down as she calmly and quietly walks to the single mat and stands squarely on it, looking over them all.
"Good morning, class." She greets them all, her voice has a soft airy feel to it, the kind that puts ponies at ease and is considered something to avoid in most classes, for fear of having the students fall asleep. "My name is Still Mind, and I will be your instructor this semester in the art of yoga." She lifts up a back leg, pulling it up behind her back and curling backwards as she grabs onto it with her hands, all while standing on her remaining hoof. She maintains this pose for a few seconds before slowly coming back down into a normal standing position. Every single one of her motions was smooth, without a trace of shaking of misstepping. Calmly, as seems to be her normal state, she eyes the class to see their reactions.
Angel, still sitting, smiles brightly, seeing this display. She bites her lip, trying to stay silent so she could pay attention all the better.
The instructor speaks again. "Of course, I don't expect any of you to try what I just did on the first day, nor will I expect it on the last. I just wanted to show you the possibilities if you choose to continue along this path." She sits down onto the floor, her legs crossed. "Now, yoga is an exercise of both the body and mind. If nothing else, you will come away from this class with knowledge of meditation, and ways to calm the mind. As spellcasters, you all know how rampant emotions can hinder the magical process, thus this at least, should be useful for you in all fields, or indeed your life." She takes a deep breath and places her hands on her knees. "Now then, I would like everyone to take this pose, and remain this way for the next ten minutes. Focus on your breathing, feel free to think of other things in the mean time, but mostly, think of this: in..." she breaths in, "and out..." the air slowly slips from her lungs. "Come everyone, join me. In... and out..."
The white mare blinks, surprised at the hidden reason for this class. She does as told, muttering to herself as she gets in position. "I guess I actually learned something in this class..."
Ten minutes pass in silence only ever interrupted by breathing, shifting, and one or two snores followed by a few giggles. Eventually, Still speaks again, somehow her voice having the exact qualities needed to draw one out of their own mind without shocking them out of it. "Good... Today, we shall start on a few poses, you may feel slightly sore afterward, but after this first session, it should lessen. Such is the way we will progress, learning the poses until we feel comfortable enough to move on. Now, follow my lead." She shifts around, laying flat on her stomach before pushing her front half up with her hands, bending her back and pushing her chest forward as the rest of her remains on the ground. "This is the cobra pose. Attempt this, but do not push yourself too hard. The most important thing is to breathe and relax, feeling it throughout your body. If you need to take a moment's break, do so, then resume when you can."
Angel smiles, moving herself around so she mimics the instructor's pose. She grimaces slightly when she flips onto her stomach, but ignores the discomfort so she can push herself up. She sighs in relief, glad the pose takes the pressure off.
The chorus of silence and breathing returns, though this time accompanied by it's infrequent partner of groaning as ponies stretch themselves in ways some of them have not done before. After a few minutes of this, Still Mind gets up and starts, well, not so much walking as much as gliding around the room for how graceful and smooth it is, and goes to each student, offering advice, encouragement, fixing poses, and reminding them all to breathe. This last part is more necessary for some than others, as they stretch themselves to a point where they can't, resulting in sudden explosions of air not near relaxing.
One statement she uses infrequently, can be heard by the quieter students if they listen hard enough as she goes around the back of the class. As she approaches her first stallion, she leans down, whispering into his ear. "The wandering eye is fine, but where you linger doesn't exactly cause relaxation. Also... yoga shorts are not nearly as loose fitting on you as normal ones may be... and this class does not have changing rooms." A ghost of a mischievous smile hovers on her face as she stands back up, the stallion in question eyeing the floor now as the instructor moves on to give a slightly altered version of the warning to a mare a few mats over who has started to drool at the lithe form in front of her.
The whole time the white unicorn's ear is turned to them, wondering just who the ponies were gawking at. She starts to turn her head to see but catches herself, facing forward so she wouldn't mess up her pose. She closes her eyes and relaxes her breathing, waiting for the older mare to reach her mat.
After a time, Still does reach her, standing silently for a moment before leaning down and pushing a finger lightly on her spine. "Overall, excellent form young Miss. If you feel up to it, try to bend yourself backwards a little more. It's wonderful for getting kinks out in the mornings. Oh, and flick your tail back to the center if you would." She smiles and goes over to the next mat.
She blinks, looking up at the instructor in confusion. "My... tail? What do you mean, Miss Mind?"
Backtracing her steps a little bit, the instructor comes back and leans down again. "Your tail is off to one side. Now, I know it is comfortable there, but for now, I would be grateful if you were to have it straight behind you, so as to lessen the number of distractions for those behind you."
She blushes softly, her tail tucking itself between her legs. "Oh. Sorry." She turns forward and does as she advised, leaning back enough for her eyes to look straight at the spot between the ceiling and wall. She glances at her, smiling sheepishly and not in any visible discomfort, aside from embarrassment. "Like this?"
"Perfect, dear. It also helps to take some of the weight pulling the chest forward, so it may feel easier. Remember to breathe." She moves on.
Angel sighs in relief, letting her eyes close and focusing on her breathing.
A quiet grumble comes from behind her, barely in the range of hearing, but it is ignored as class moves forward. They only try out one more pose that day, very similar to their first one, but stretching a few different muscles. In the end class ends and it's almost like everypony awakens from a sleep in the magical world of yoga as the clock announces that time is up. Much stretching, groaning, and a little popping occurs as students gather themselves and their things.
The white unicorn stretches a bit more, trying to rouse herself from the tingling sensation invading her senses. It didn't help that she has started to get light headed during the class.
That thought, however, causes her eyes to snap open wide. She swiftly grabs her backpack from next to her mat and rushes out the door, not responding at all to a yelp from a classmate who was almost run over.
One brisk walk later, which is mind cleansing in its own monotonously repetitive way, and Angel arrives at her Xenobiology class. Entering the room, she sees that it's about as far from the yoga room as it could be. The room is smaller, and instead of mats, there are desks, about fifteen to twenty in all. Along one wall of the room is a gigantic white board, and along another is a white screen. Two windows are present, but they are average size with half their light either blocked or filtered through yellowing blinds. Up at the front of the room, behind a podium, stands a older purple stallion with grey mane and tail, ignoring the slow flow of students in favor of messing with the papers in front of him.
She stares at the scene for a moment before shrugging, moving towards the front row and taking a seat. She glances around with her joyful smile still on her lips, pulling out a small notebook and a pencil.
As the time until class ticks down, more students trickle in. The desk fill up as students sit, some preferring to be against the wall, other going to the back, all-in-all the usual spread of seating arrangements. When thirty seconds are left, one final stallion walks in, looking like he'd power-walked to get here on time. He stands awkwardly a moment as his gaze goes over the room, taking in the half dozen empty seats before finally settling on the one seat he would have to squeeze through rows to get to: the one right next to Angel. Silently, he walks over and sets his bag down, sliding into the seat and giving her a friendly smile.
She smiles back at him, setting her book in her lap to give the stallion her attention. "Hey there." She glances at the empty seats before looking back at him, a playful smile on her lips. "Prefer the front row, do you?"
He nods. "It helps make sure I don't miss anything important, especially on these first few days."
Meanwhile, the professor starts passing around a sheet of paper with a blank diagram of the desk layout on it, asking students to sign their names where they are so he can start learning them.
She pouts, crossing her arms. "Aww, I was hoping you'd say you prefer my company." She winks and picks up her book, starting to scribble in it. "Good thing you're cute."
A small blush comes to the stallion's cheeks as he lets out a quiet chuckle. "Well... thank you very much."
"No problem, stud." She giggles as the roll sheet flits over her shoulder, landing on her book. She quickly signs it and passes to him, her smile faltering slightly before she covers her mouth. "You look like you're ready for Hearth's Warming with that big a blush. I didn't embro... embri... do that, did I?"
He averts his eyes to his desk as he readies papers and quill. "I just wasn't expecting a compliment out of the blue like that... you didn't do anything wrong though." He signs the paper, passing it backwards.
She tilts her head to one side, confused. "You don't like compliments? Is that what you mean?"
"No, no, that's not it." He turns to her, his blush fading but his earnest smile sincere. "I said I just wasn't expecting it. Everypony likes compliments."
"Oh, okay, then!" She glances at his desk and, reaching into her bag, pulls out an inkwell and hands it to him. "You seemed to have forgotten something, stud." She wags her finger playfully at him.
He blushes slightly again, double checking his desk and bag before sheepishly looking at her and taking the inkwell gently from her fingers. "Thanks... again."
"No problem!" She winks and turns back to her notebook, scribbling a bit more. "I had three of those, anyways, and it wasn't like I was going to use all of them."
He smiles, setting it down on his desk. "Well, still, thank you. I'll give it back-"
"Ahem."
The student stallion flinches and looks up to see the stern gaze of the professor squarely on him.
His voice is flat. "Are you two quite finished so that I may begin the lesson?"
The student simply swallows and nods silently, to which the older male nods approvingly and turns around, starting to write on the board.
The mare next to him goes silent, continuing to mark a few things down in her book. She glances up at the teacher every so often before resuming her little scribbles. Her tail absently sways behind her, at one point accidentally brushing against the stallion next to her, yet she's too into her book to notice.
That doesn't mean the action goes unnoticed by the stallion though, as he glances over to her in response. At the sight of her not moving though, he regards it as an accident and continues taking notes as the professor goes over rudimentary physical biology of zebras.
With a quick lighting of his horn, the professor projects a full-body image of a zebra onto the screen in the classroom and starts to point out specifics that make them different from ponies and even tossing in a little interesting stripe trivia.
Angel quickly averts her eyes, blushing softly and muttering to herself. "Did he have to use a male zebra?" She glances at the picture before covering her face with her book, feeling as though her face was on fire. "At least he's wearing underwear..."
The student beside her, who seems unfazed by the picture as he scribbles with a neutral expression, pauses as the the picture shifts to showing the insides of the subject. He looks to Angel, seeing her still behind her book. Reaching over, he taps her shoulder lightly. "You can look now..."
She looks up, blinking in surprise. "Oh. Much better." She sighs in relief, examining the picture for a moment before glancing at her neighbor, tapping her chin thoughtfully. "...you know, I like your hair. What kind of dye did you use for the stripe? Or is it a trade secret?" She smirks, playfully elbowing his side.
He chuckles quietly, glancing up at the royal blue stripe going down the center of his otherwise solid black mane and tail. "Nothing really secret about it, it's all natural." He bats the lock of blue that hangs just into his vision for emphasis.
She stares at him, eyes wide in surprise. "Really?" She reaches up and strokes his mane, smiling softly. "Interesting. Soft, too. Is... um..."
He freezes at her touch, but as she strokes he seems to relax more. Still though, he retains his silence as a small smile graces his lips.
She pulls her hand away, curious. "You know, I may like your hair... but I adore your smile." She giggles, her tail reaching up and wrapping around his waist. "Maybe I could see it more often?"
He blinks, his blush coming back full-blown as he struggles to form words. "Well... I ... That... Umm..." Fortunately, or unfortunately, he is spared further rambling by another sharp tone from the professor.
His yellow eyes spark as he looks at the two of them. "Miss Angelic Grace, Mister Rhino, do I need to separate the two of you, or can you behave like responsible adults?"
Rhino flinches, straightening forward and not looking at Angel. "Sorry sir."
Angel, meanwhile, freezes in place at the stallion's name. She glances at him out of the corner of her eye, her voice coming out as a whisper. "...Rhino?" She shakes her head, putting a hand on her forehead. "...no. Patience." She bites her lip, returning to her book and her previous scribbles, adding a few more.
Class proceeds normally as the professor goes one, hoping to quickly get over what is essentially review of a species extremely close to their own. As the cadence of speaking, quills scratching, and the light ringing of his horn as his magic keeps the image up, the clock turns ever around.
As he wraps up the lecture, he holds up his hand to make sure there was no preemptive packing. "Now, next time we shall actually be getting into the magical aspect of this species." He levitates a stack of papers from his desk and distributes one to every student. "Now, here is the tentative course syllabus, as well as the two books you will need for it. You can either by them for yourself or go to the library to look at them, but either way, I suggest reading the few required pages before each class to get a general sense of what I will be going into more detail on in class. And no, for those of you thinking it, you can't just sit at home with the book and pass. You have to come to class." After pausing a moment and not seeing any questions, he nods. "Very well then. It's a few minutes early, but... Dismissed." Instantly the sounds of papers and chatting starts as ponies immediately start vacating the room.
As the emerald stallion starts to stand, she grabs his hand, flinching from her own action. She quickly recovers, a bright smile on her face. "Hey... Rhino, was it? This subject might be a bit tri... tree... hard for me." She holds her notebook to her chest, idly twirling a lock of hair around a finger. "Would you please help me study?"
He blinks, processing the question a moment before smiling warmly. "Sure, I could do that. Studying together tends to help everypony." He shoulders his bag, offering her inkwell back to her. "Umm... did you want to meet somewhere? I mean, I have some time right now but I don't know if you do..."
"I do!" She giggles, opening her book up. "I was thinking that the library would work for now..." She pulls out a notecard, winking at him. "...and maybe my dorm room, later in the semester?"
He smiles, a faint blush again coming to him. "Well... I mean if it's more comfortable for you, sure. That's fine..." He looks towards the door before taking a step back and making a sweeping motion with his arm. "Shall we go, then?"
Angel smiles, wrapping her arm around his. "Lead the way... and you can keep the inkwell."
Libraries, as the centers of many research papers, fact checking, and study sessions, tend to be located centrally in most campuses. Such is the case as Rhino and Angel approach the building that has an almost constant slow flow of students in and out of it for one reason or another.
Rhino looks down to the mare next to him, the reason he looks downward being that she is about a full head shorter than him. "Here we are."
Angel reluctantly pulls away from him, breaking her hug on his arm. She looks at the building, eyes bugging out in shock. "Wow. That's a big building." She gazes up at her classmate, her expression rife with concern. "How are we gonna find the right books?"
He smiles at her. "Well, that's what catalogs and librarians are for. Plus, before we leave, we can maybe check into renting the textbooks we need." They walk into the doors, to one side being the library itself and the other a coffee shop, obviously a key part of the college experience for most. "Why don't we see if we can find a table to have for ourselves?" He nods his head toward the book-laden area.
She nods and rushes forward to find the perfect spot, completely forgetting the grip she currently had on his hand.
"Woah!" The stallion unexpectedly finds himself yanked forward and his hooves quickly scrambling for a purchase . They find it and he rears back, trying not to get dragged on the floor behind the mare.
As a result of his pulling, Angel finds her own hooves slipping out from under her. She falls onto her butt with a yelp, biting her lip to keep herself from making any other embarrassing noises. "Owie..."
Rhino's eyes widen as he quickly crouches next to her and offer her his other hand to help her up. "I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to make you fall, I was just so surprised and trying not to fall myself... Are you okay?"
"I think so..." She takes his hand and slowly stands up, looking over her shoulder. "I can't get a good look, though..." She pauses, hand on her chin for a second before she suddenly brightens up. "Maybe you could look for me!"
He blushes again, something he is noticing she causes with startling ease. "Umm... sorry, no. That would be inappropriate.... especially in public." He coughs awkwardly.
She stares at him blankly. "...why? You'd be making sure my clothes aren't damaged..." She glances behind him, pointing down the row of shelves. "If it's really that big a deal, maybe we can go in there?"
He self-consciously looks around, noting they are still standing in the middle of the room before he sighs nodding and motioning her towards the room. "Alright, alright, I'll help. As long as it's just making sure your clothes aren't ripped or something..."
She quirks an eyebrow at him, completely confused. "Of course it's just that." She takes his hand and walks down the aisle, grabbing a book as they pass. "What else could I possibly-"
She cuts herself off as they arrive in front of the door, her cheeks turning bright pink. "Oh. I didn't know you were wanting that." She squirms in place as she opens the door, quietly stepping inside.
Rhino steps inside after her, if only so this conversation remained private. "I didn't say I wanted any of this! I'm not trying to take advantage or anything like that!" He calms himself after a moment. "I'm just... you asked me to help, so... here I am."
She turns to him, a small smile on her lips. "...thank you." She places the book on the table and bends forward, bracing her hands on the wooden surface. She glances over her shoulder, eyes nervously flitting from his face to her flanks. "So... how bad is it?"
Blushing a little more at her positioning, he takes a deep breath and looks from where he stands. His glance is quick, and his tone is neutral as he responds, like just listing off a set of facts. "Shorts don't appear to be ripped from what I see, small amount of dust and a few fibers on them. Tail seems a little messy, if you landed on that it could be quite sore." His report given, he looks back at her face, trying to keep his mind from what he's doing.
"It's not really sore. Then again," she taps her chin thoughtfully, "it was off to the side..." Without a moment's hesitation, she flags her tail over her back, revealing a small rip on her left cheek and a bit of white showing through. "How about now?"
Rhino's whole body twitches ass he only partially manages to fight down another blush. He only sees the sight for a moment before averting his eyes skyward and responding again after clearing his throat. "You've got a.... you've got a small rip on the left..."
She stands bolt straight, eyes wide in shock. "W-what?" She turns around in circles, trying to see for herself. "It can't be! These are my only yoga pants - I can't go to class with a rip!" She eventually stops, falling into a chair next to her with a hand on her forehead. "Heehee... the room is spinning... silly room..."
He quickly looks back down and steps over to her, putting a hand of her shoulder to steady her. "Careful now... don't hurt yourself over a rip."
She blinks, staring blankly at him for a second as she sways slightly. "Rip?" Her eyes light up and she bites her lip, averting her gaze. "Could you... see my panties? Were they also torn?" She picks up the book she grabbed earlier, looking at the cover to keep herself from thinking too much about her own question.
He responds simply, if a little unsure. "All I saw was white though it. Didn't look long enough to tell whether it was fur or fabric."
"I hope it wasn't my fur..." She sighs and opens the book, muttering to herself while flipping through the pages. "...I think I grabbed a book from later in our course. This first chapter is... well, a lot more detailed than I expected..." She looks up at him, sheepishly smiling. "I guess I should've looked at the book list, first?"
He smiles back, looking a little more comfortable now. "Probably, honestly I thought you grabbed a random book just to give yourself something to look at while we made sure you weren't hurt."
"Actually, I saw the aisle we were going down." She rubs the back of her neck, glancing toward the door. "I was worried we would be asked to leave if we didn't have a textbook in here..."
"Oh... smart thinking." He nods approvingly. "So... what do you want to do now then?"
"I don't know... maybe you could find our real textbooks while I hold this room for us?" She smiles hopefully, placing a hand on one of his. "Does that sound alright?"
His eyes dart to their hands as he hesitates a moment before answering. "Yeah... sure, I could do that." He stands up, the book list floating out of his bag and into his hand with a quick bit of magic. "I'll try not to take too long." He heads towards the door.
She waves as he leaves, warmly smiling. "I'll be waiting." As he leaves the room her grin slowly fades away, her gaze falling on the book once more. "Let's see what you have to share with me..." She grabs a small pair of glasses and flips back to the table of contents, looking at each chapter listed.
Her neutral expression shifts into a frown, growing deeper with each chapter she sees. Finally, at the very end of the list, she finds what she's looking for. Eyes full of excitement, she turns to the page, passing a large number of pages with colorful pictures and detailed diagrams.
When she reaches the chapter, her heart leaps to her throat. "Wh... what is this?" Before her eyes are two simple pages, all text on a gray background. She turns the page and finds herself staring at the glossary for a second before turning back. "Just... two pages? That's it?" She scowls, reaching into her bag. "This should be interesting..."
The doorknob turns as Rhino comes back in, laden with two books, one about half the size of the other. "Sorry about the wait. I can usually find what I need in places like this, but it never seems to be quick."
Angel, however, hadn't noticed his words, as deep as she is in her book, reading out to an invisible audience. "Changelings - grotesque shape-shifting beings can morph their bodies into anything. These frightening creatures have fangs as well as insect features and translucent wings designed to scare even the bravest pony into submission." She audibly gulps, her voice quivering as she continues. "They commonly take the place of those close to you in an attempt to steal love, which is their main food source. If you see one, do not attempt to talk to it. Run, but, if it pursues you... d-do not hesitate to dispose of the abomination." She sets the book on the table, shaking. "T-they won't hesitate to do the same."
Rhino stops, a frown coming to his face as he decides on how to respond to that. Finally, after what feels like a long time to him, he speaks. "A very... biased figure they got that quote from..." He sets their books down on the table and has a seat next to the mare.
She jumps, staring at him in shock. "W-when did you get here?" She sheepishly smiles, slamming the book shut and sliding it away. "H-how much did you hear?"
He responds simply. "Just got back in time to hear that little excerpt from the text."
"O-oh." She sighs softly, letting her head bow. She slowly reaches up to her snout, trying to discretely grab her spectacles, talking a bit to distract him. "Why do they have such... harsh words towards a race they don't know much about?"
"Fear, likely, the usual fear of the unknown." He sighs and pulls one of their books towards them, casting a withering glance at the one she had slid to the other side of the table. "Lack of information breeds gossip, paranoia, and filling in the blanks themselves. That particular quote sounded like it came from a pony I would rather not know."
She blinks, tilting her head to the side as her eyes narrow slightly while her hand sneaks her glasses back in her bag. "I see..." She nods, grabbing the other book he brought and turning to the table of contents. "...strange. This one doesn't even mention changelings, yet has a whole chapter on dragons."
"Well, that's the physical biology text book, and we've had plenty of time to learn the general constants of dragon biology." He sighs. "Changelings though, are virtually impossible to get facts on. Each time they have been discovered, they escape before anything can be learned of them beyond first impressions. At least, that's what the easily accessible sources say."
"Really?" Angel quirks an eyebrow, the gears visibly turning in her head. "So... say you have one that couldn't - or wouldn't - leave." She turns to the first chapter, squinting at the words inside. "What would you do?"
He looks at her carefully, his mind working out to try and predict how she would react to whatever answer he chooses to say and tailoring it in response to that. Eventually though, he turns to the book and answers. "To be honest... I'd talk to them."
She freezes, halfway through turning the page. "You'd... talk to them?" She puts the textbook down, turning her full attention to him. "That's an interesting reaction... any specific reason you'd do that?"
He's quiet for a time, his gaze, though still on the book, becomes unfocused as he retreats into his own mind for a time. His expression unreadable, he eventually speaks. "It's the right thing to do..."
"There's no arguing that, silly." She giggles, faltering at the lack of reaction from him. Concerned, she places a hand on his cheek, gently turning his head so he's looking at her. "Rhino, I know something's on your mind. You've been looking at the same chart for the past few minutes." She smiles kindly, moving her hand up to idly stroke his hair. "It's just us two here, and I promise I won't tell anyone, if you don't want me to."
He blinks, his eyes still appearing as though they are looking through her rather than at her. After a few more blinks, he seems to have returned, shaking his head and turning back to the pages. "Sorry, just lost in thought... I'll focus from now on."
Angel pouts, crossing her arms in just the right way to make her chest more pronounced. "You're no fun, you know that?" She sticks her tongue out at him and leans back in her chair. She suddenly shivers as the air conditioning kicks into gear, hitting her with a blast of chilling air.
He actually chuckles as she sticks out her tongue at him, though when she shivers, he switches to concern again. "You alright? I would offer you a blanket or jacket, but unfortunately I don't have either with me since it's such a nice day." He looks up at the vent, noticing it's one of those large ones that unfortunately doesn't really offer a place in the room to get away from the air.
"I-it's my fault. I guess I should've changed." She glances down at her clothes, pinching the upper hem of her sport top and pulling, rubbing her fingers against the thin, elastic fabric. "These aren't exactly meant to insa... insol... hold warmth, after all."
"Yeah... designers don't really think about overcompensating school temperature systems when making clothes these days." He watches as her mane is blown forward by the air again, causing another shiver. "Did you want to go somewhere else? Or... well, I guess that may not work given what happened with your shorts..." He puts a hand to his chin in thought.
"Well..." She squirms in her seat, nervous. "Maybe you... we... could share heat?" She quickly holds her hands up, blushing brightly. "N-not in that way! I mean, I could sit on your lap and - wait... I didn't..." She covers her rose-red face, embarrassed beyond words and trying hard not to continue speaking. Of course, she can't seem to help herself. "I'm not that kind of mare..."
He puts a concerned hand on her shoulder. "Hey, it's fine, I don't think you're that kind of mare. Plus, somehow I think this is going to be awkward for both of us no matter what we do, especially when you consider that we still have to leave at some point and wills till have the same problem then. Still," he squeezes her shoulder reassuringly, "why don't we make sure you don't freeze and get sick while we're in here for now, alright?"
Angel sniffles, smiling softly at him. "T-thank you..." She leans against his shoulder, scooting her chair closer so she won't have to lean too far. "S-so... what are you reading about?"
"What, this?" He motions to the book in front of him. "This is just the first few pages of the actual magical biology of the various species. I'm just browsing over the first bit since we'll need an idea of what we're going to be covering in the next few classes."
She stares at it blankly, squinting and her lips forming silent words as she tries to read it. Eventually she groans, bringing a hand up to rub her eyes. "Which species is it about?"
"Zebras." He answers simply as he looks over to her. "You okay? Is it a headache?"
"Not exactly..." She bites her lip, placing her hand on his and softly rubbing it. "...read it for me, please?"
"Umm..." he looks at her hand again, but is slowly getting used to how touchy she is, "sure, I can do that." He clears his throat and begins. "Zebras are one of the species whose magic can be very subtle or even undetectable if one does not realize they are looking at it. Like many earth ponies, zebras excel at seamlessly weaving together skill and magic so that after a time, one can become virtually indistinguishable from the other."
"Weaving together?" She looks up at him, confused. "So their magic's used for... clothing?"
He looks to her with a raised eyebrow. "Not really... I mean, some perhaps, but it means they sort of interlace their talent and their magic."
"Oh." She giggles, shaking her head. "That makes a lot more sense." She closes her eyes, snuggling up against him a bit more. "What else does it say?"
Pausing briefly as he coat rubs against his, he continues nonetheless. "Again, much like earth ponies, much zebra innate magic can be related to that of the natural magics found in plants. However, some zebras have shown remarkable ability to go further with their magic, studying it and learning the ins and outs just as well as any unicorn. Some have even been known to cast small spells, though in their own way and usually not repeatable unless specifically taught to another zebra down to even the thoughts going through one's head when it is done."
"That shouldn't be that hard." Angel smiles, peeking an eye open. "Right?"
Again, he looks at her quizzically. "Umm, no, that sounds like it would be very hard. They have to essentially teach another to think exactly like them, definitely difficult, especially just to do a single spell."
She stares at him in confusion. "I... don't see how that could be def... duf... hard."
He blinks, starting to have his doubts about the mare, but reserving his judgment for now, after all, they met not too long ago. "Ok umm... think of it like this: it would be like trying to teach a fashion designer to think like a farm pony."
"But... wouldn't it the same as teaching a pony to be compu... consu... thoughtful of others?" She rolls a hand as if it would help her thought process. "Think of how they see the world, and all that?"
"In a way I suppose..." he concedes, "but this seems to be something far more in depth than that. Back to my previous example, it's like if the fashion designer tried to impart her natural gift of knowing which colors look best together and on what, while the farmpony tried to tell her how to feel the exact spot on a tree that will grant the most fruit when hit in an exact way. Not impossible... but still difficult."
Angel blinks blankly, unsure what to say. "...oh. That... that would be really hard..." She bites her lip, her cheeks turning a light pink hue once more. "Thank you for explaining that..."
He smiles warmly at her. "No problem." He flips the page. "Ah, now here we start having plenty of examples diagrams showing magical flow and concentration." A green finger points to the first one. "This one, for example, shows the basic magical distribution in the average zebra, notice how it's concentrated most on the hooves."
"So... what does that mean?" She wraps an arm around his, hugging it to her chest. "Is it due to how their magic manu... mano... is used?"
"Umm... yes..." His answer is not quite a crisp as his earlier ones, now that he has the added distraction of certain soft parts of her being pressed into him.He shakes his head a moment to get his thoughts back as he speaks to her. "Are you... keeping warm?"
"Very, thank you." She giggles, nuzzling his shoulder for a second before pausing. She looks up at him, brow furrowed in confusion. "Is it me, or... did you just get warmer?"
He flushes awkwardly as he turns back to the book. "Let's just... continue reading..."
They finish the required bits of reading in both the magical and physical textbooks in a short time. Of course, the whole time they do this, Rhino alternates from normal and flushed states depending on Angel's actions as she stays warm. The end of their little session is made official as Rhino shuts the physical biology textbook, nodding and turning to her. "That should do for now."
She looks up at him, slightly disappointed. "Five more minutes? Please?" She runs her fingers along his forearm, smiling playfully. "I just can't get enough of how fluffy you are... like a warm blanket..." She closes her eyes and moves a little closer, the action causing his hand to lay on her thigh. She doesn't seem to notice, however.
This does not reflect the same upon the stallion though, as he freezes the moment he realizes where his hand is. Though he has tolerated, and even enjoyed, this time with the mare and her uncommonly forward physical actions, he has made no moves of his own, thinking that the whole situation was just her being friendly. Despite enjoying it as she strokes his arm, he swallows lightly as his eyes dart to the limb in question, hoping she doesn't see it's placement as something intended to be inappropriate on his part. Quietly, he forces out the response to her question. "If you want to... that's fine..."
"Soft spoken, hmm?" Angel giggles, looking up at him. "I..." Her voice trails off as she notices his expression. "...Rhino? You, um, seem a little sweaty..." She lets go of his arm and reaches up, putting the back of her hand against his forehead. "You're not coming down with something, are you?"
He relaxes as he pulls his hand from where it had been intruding. He lets out a breath as he looks up to her pure white hand on his head. "I'm fine, I'm fine. Thank you for caring though." Once again, that smile of his graces her with its presence.
She blushes softly, seeing that smile of his. The shorter mare nervously returns it, leaning up and gently pecking his cheek. "Thank you for helping me study. I hope we can do this again, sometime... at my place, though." She playfully winks at him. "I prefer not being cold, after all."
His face goes full red at the kiss, his words taking a moment to come out. "Fair point... When, umm... When should we do this again? Study, I mean."
"Maybe... tomorrow night?" She bites her lip, nervous. "I know we don't have anything new to study, but... maybe we could read ahead? Know what to expect the rest of the semester?"
He frowns as he thinks a moment. "I guess that would work... I'm usually home by about 3, but I guess I could go, hang around a little, eat something, then come back to campus. What time were you thinking?"
She squirms slightly in her seat, picking up the anatomy book in an attempt to look nonchalant. "How does... seven o'clock sound?"
"Sounds perfect to me." He smiles again as he replies. "Where did you want to meet?"
She giggles, taking his hand and standing up. "Why tell you... when I can show you?" She quickly packs her glasses back in her bag and slings it over her shoulder. She pauses, a coy smile on her lips. "You'll have to stay behind me, though. Can't have people seeing my shorts are ripped, can we?"
He blinks as he stands, shouldering his own bag with a bit of magic. "Umm... how close were you expecting me to stand?"
"Enough to make sure no one can see it." She winks at him, a hand on the doorknob. "What that entails is up to you."
Nodding silently, he shifts his shoulders a moment before straightening up to his full height. Walking behind her, he positions himself directly behind and a little to the left of her, so that the hole is only visible to him, but he can still see where he is going and doesn't look like a stalker. "This work?"
"Perfect." Angel smiles and opens the door, stepping out into the library. She briskly walks along the wall, wanting to get back to her dorm as soon as possible.
Rhino follows, looking down at first to make sure he gets his stride fast enough to keep up with her but making sure to not step on the back of her hooves. Unfortunately for him, this means he also has an unintentional view of her quickly swaying hips and tail as well as the easily seeable white through the hole in her shorts. Needless to say, he quickly figures out how exactly to walk behind her at this distance and looks up, his face a bit redder than it was when he looked down.
The whole way there, the white unicorn finds herself growing more and more dizzy. Looking around, she notices a number of stallions, as well as a few mares, eyeing her as she passed. She slowly shakes her head, staggering slightly before stopping and leaning against a wall, trying to regain her balance.
Rhino covers the ground between them in a single stride, putting a concerned hand on her shoulder. "I know I keep asking this, but I'm still sincere when I ask: Are you okay? Because to be honest, I'm starting to wonder..."
She nods, putting her hand on his. "Y-yes. I'm just a bit... light-headed..." She looks to the building she's up against, blinking in surprise. "Oh, hey... this is my dorm..." She pushes herself away from the brick, stumbling a second before falling back against his chest. She gulps, sheepishly smiling at him. "Could you please... h-help me to my room?" She titters nervously and covers her mouth, eyes wide in surprise. "I didn't know I could make that noise..."
He chuckles quietly. "Sure, I'll help you. You look like you need to sit or lay down anyway. Do you think you can walk if I support you, or do I need to carry you?"
"Um... I can walk, but..." She blushes, twiddling her fingers shyly. "Could you carry me, anyways, Rhino?"
He blushes lightly in response, but smiles regardless. "Yeah... I think I can do that. Did you want me to carry you on my back or..." He holds out his arms in front of him as if carrying something horizontally on them.
She blinks at this, tilting her head to one side. "Wouldn't that first one allow others see... y-you know what?"
"Oh... right..." He coughs awkwardly as he crouches down, holding his arms out in front of him as he looks at her.
Angel gulps softly, carefully moving herself onto his arms. She starts to reach a hand up but stops, biting her lip. "S-should I... just lay here? Or..." She trails off, her gaze becoming distant for a moment before she bows her head, avoiding his gaze. "N-never mind..."
He stands back up, one arm supporting her in the back of her knees as the other is midway up her back as she simply lays there, arm on her stomach. Tilting his head at her, he asks. "What did you want to ask?"
"It's nothing..." She shakes her head, wrapping an arm around the back of his neck to help take some of the weight off his arms. "Though, I will say this... you remind me of someone I knew a long time ago..."
"Is that a good thing?" He asks as he starts walking, keeping her steady as they go.
"I'd say so." She giggles, leaning against his chest. "He was... no, is the best pony I've ever met..." She sighs, snuggling closer to him. "I miss him so much..."
They enter the building, a few of the resident mares there giving the two of them some knowing looks and a few waggling eyebrows as they pass.
Rhino continues the conversation, ignoring them. "Oh? Was this a first crush? Or just a really good friend?"
"Started off as a strong friendship, but I had to leave him behind, and..." She blushes brightly, seeing the mares' teasing expressions. "Well, absence makes the heart grow fonder, and all..."
"I understand..." He offers no further comment as he heads towards the stairs, starting up them before questioningly looking at her.
She rolls her eyes, smirking playfully. "It's on the paper I gave you, remember?" She pulls out her schedule with her magic, pointing to a number in the corner of it. "It's number 219."
"Right... sorry, forgot." He smiles sheepishly as he steps up to the second floor, opening to door to the hall with his magic. He starts looking at each door, checking the numbers to see which he needs to stop at.
She clears her throat, pointing the other direction with a coy smile on her lips. "It's that way, stud."
He clears his throat and turns around. "Thank you..." They find the door quickly, and he starts crouching to set her back down in front of it.
Angel giggles, her key floating into the lock and releasing the deadbolt. "I was hoping you would bring me inside... maybe stay a bit?" She places a hand on his chest, rubbing small circles in the fabric of his shirt. "I don't have another class for a while, yet, and I'd appra... appro... like the company..."
He shivers a bit at her touch. "Well... I..." He shakes his head. "I guess I don't have any other classes today, Monday's are light for me, so I could, if you want."
She squeals in excitement, hugging him. "Yay! Thank you, Rhino!" She pushes the door open with her magic, looking up at him with her bright blue eyes and just a hint of expectation.
He has a slight flush, but its minor as he walks into the room, the door shutting behind him. Looking around he notes how bare the walls are, but that's to be expected in a student room on the first day. "Cozy place. Is there a particular spot you wanted me to..." he lifts her up and down slightly.
"In front of the closet, if you'd please." She smiles but taps her fingers together, averting her gaze. "I kinda... need to do something, real quick..."
He raises an eyebrow but nods, walking over. Crouching down low, he waits for her to get off.
She carefully gets to her hooves, sighing as she opens the closet. "Thank you." She grabs the hem of her top, quickly pulling it off and tossing it to the side. "I should wash that before Wednesday... and get my shorts sewn up, as well." She starts to take off her yoga pants, leaning down to get it over her hooves without the rip catching on it. "Do you know any good tailors nearby? Someone who could fix... well, this?" She turns to him and holds up the article of clothing, wiggling a finger through the tear with a curious expression on her face.
Unfortunately, what she turns to is the stallion's back. At the first sign of her hand going towards her shirt, he had done an abrupt 180 and faced the wall, his ears plastered against his head as he tried to ignore the sounds of the fabric coming off her. Hints of red can be seen just at the base of his ears where it reaches all the way from his flushed face.
She blinks, staring in confusion before sighing, striding over and placing a calm hand on his shoulder. "Rhino, I don't care if you look." Angel gives him a tender hug, her hands reaching around and resting on his chest. "The fact that you're being consi... conse... thoughtful enough to turn away like this... it's reason enough for me to trust you."
He stiffens as he feels two certain bare mounds pressing against his back. Swallowing, he shakily responds as he continues to face the wall. "I'm... just trying to avoid awkward situations... or some unintentional staring from me... I definitely did not see your actions coming..."
"It's only awkward if you make it that way." The mare giggles, pulling away and heading back to her closet, grabbing an overly-large shirt off its hanger and putting it on. "You can look, now." She laughs brightly at her own comment and his previous responses, sitting on the edge of the bed and waiting for him to turn around.
He does so, his eyes widening slightly at he takes in her form, even attempting to gaze a little downward before he yanks them back up. His flush is still present as he awkwardly shifts on his hooves. "You umm... you look nice..."
She smiles, her cheeks turning rosy from the compliment. "Thank you. Care to join me?" She pats the bed next to her, crossing her legs and putting one hand on her knee. "Standing probably isn't as comfortable as this, hmm?"
He nods, walking over and sitting next to her on the bed, his hands folded in his lap.
She sits in silence, waiting a few moments before realizing he was too nervous to do anything. Taking the initiative, she gently takes his hand, smiling softly. "Honestly, I would love to know you better... much better..." She winks at him before becoming somber, reluctantly turning her gaze from his face to her lap. "I made a promise, though... I said I'd wait for him..."
He smiles softly, knowingly as he squeezes her hand. "I understand... I won't ask you to break a promise, especially one like that. If I may be so bold as to ask though... was this that same friend you told me about?"
"Yes." She laughs quietly, rubbing her eyes with a hand. "I understand it was silly... I mean, we were kids at the time..." She turns to him, frowning slightly in determination. "But I never break my word. Trust... it's something that's so important to me, I..." She trails off, realizing how she must sound. The mare bows her head, her ears flat against her head. "Sorry, you probably don't want to hear that."
Rhino lifts a hand and sets it on her back, rubbing lightly to relax his new friend. "I've been told I'm a good listener. Try me."
She stiffens slightly, glancing at him in concern. "Um... c-careful with your hands, please?" She audibly gulps, turning to look at the desk across the room from the bed. "I try to give everyone the benefit of doubt, but someone broke my trust, once..." She scowls, the very air around her growing heavy. "...I don't talk with him, any more... and he goes out of his way to avoid me."
"Oh..." he quickly withdraws his hand as his ears fold down, "sorry... I'll keep them to myself." He twiddles his thumbs as he stares at the ground.
She snaps out of her ire, turning to him in concern. "Oh, no, you don't have to worry!' She takes his hand in hers, smiling warmly and gently cupping his cheek with her free hand. "You would have to do something big to lose my trust... and, frankly, I don't think you'd be capable of that."
"Heh... thanks..." Smiling at her, he looks down at their hands again, but knows now that he shouldn't look too deep into the action. Looking back up at her, he speaks again. "I'm happy you think I'm worthy of that trust... did you still need a listener?"
She nods, squeezing his hand softly. "I do. I'd love it if you would fill that niche..."
He nods as well. "In that case, I'd be happy to."
She sighs happily, leaning forward and kissing his cheek. "Thank you, Rhino..." She glances down at herself, a playful smile briefly flashing on her lips. "Though I want to ask for one more favor."
"Oh?" He raises an eyebrow at her, a small blush on his face from the kiss, but they seem to be lessening in intensity with the recent greater frequency.
"Now don't freak out, but... I need to know if there's a rip in my panties." She blushes softly, glancing at the window and drawing the blinds with her magic, not wanting more rumors to spread. "Could you... look for me?" She bites her lip, covering her mouth with a hand as she waits for his response.
His eyes shoot open as his mouth falls the same way. Stuttering, he tries to speak but only comes up with half words and gibberish utterances. With a deep breath he manages to steady himself enough to speak quietly. "Why me? Don't you have a bathroom right there where you could check yourself?"
As soon as he finishes, Angel bursts out laughing, unable to hold it in any longer. She braces herself against his side, her whole body still shaking from the aftershocks of her jubilation. "I-I was just k-kidding, stud!" She takes a deep breath, smirking playfully and patting his cheek. "I just wanted to see you turn into a tomato, again. As for the real favor..." She picks her schedule up from where it fell on the floor, bringing it over and pointing at it. "I'd like your help practicing for my next class. That's all."
"Ah, Elemental Magic class. I took this one too." He shifts up onto the bed a little more and leans against the wall, much more comfortable with this subject than the last one. "Let me tell you a little about what you should expect..."
***
Later that evening, Angel enters her room. She groans quietly, slamming and locking the door behind her before falling into her bed. "...what a day..."
"Didn't you have fun?"
"Are you kidding, Flick?" She rolls onto her side, glaring down at her necklace. "I found out that I have to get tested for an elemental specialty in my next class in front of the other students. What if something goes wrong? What if..." She bites her lip, trying to keep her thoughts in check.
"Why worry?" The voice seems less cynical than before. "You know how similar our magic is to ponies. It shouldn't be that hard to avoid detection... unless you're saying you're an idiot."
The mare groans, rubbing the bridge of her snout. "That's so funny I forgot to laugh." She sighs dejectedly, sitting up to remove her shirt. "I'm sorry, I keep thinking of earlier..."
"I know, that stallion friend of yours. I heard everything, remember?" His words cause her blush to flare up full-force. "If you're hinting at what I'm thinking you are, don't even consider it. You know how big a taboo that is."
"But..." She puts her hand to her chest, softly frowning. "I gave my word... you know I can't break it..."
"Tough love, baby." Angel has to clench her fist to resist the urge to fling the necklace away. There's a small sigh, and the voice continues, filled with sympathy. "I know how much he means to you, but you can't forget your mission. You'll find loverboy again. You just have to have patience."
"Patience..." She scoffs, pressing the locket between her fingers. "I don't even know if my hypothesis is correct, yet... of course I'll have to be patient..."
Mornings off are spent a variety of ways, some get up anyway, whether they want to or not, and start their day doing something productive. Some study, some go run to stay in shape, and some may practice their spellwork now with a refreshed form after a night of sleep. Others take the opposite route, and take the opportunity to sleep in when they can. Whether it be due to sheer laziness, a chance to relax... or in this case, to make up for the lack of restfulness the previous night's sleep failed to give.
Light filters in through the bedroom window, reflecting off a hand mirror and shining directly in the eyes of an unlucky white unicorn. She grumbles and covers her eyes, reaching out in an attempt to knock whatever interrupted her dreams away. As she reaches further and further, more of her barely-covered body hangs off the edge of her bed.
Eventually, she falls off and hits the floor with a yelp. With a small groan, she sits up, rubbing her injured snout. "...well. That's one way to wake up..." She rubs her eyes, slowly rising to her hooves and moving over to the window, confused. "...what time is it?" She peers out at the partially-cloudy sky, idly rubbing her belly, exposed from her night shirt riding up her body. She notices a few stallions walking in the courtyard, struggling to get her tired mind to work as one points in her general direction.
The one manages to get the attention of a few more who all look in her general direction with big smiles as they wave to her. More likely though, they are waving at her girls on her chest as they hold her shirt up while she scratches her stomach. A whistle from one of them practically assures what they are looking at.
She glances down in confusion and squeaks, quickly covering herself and moving out of their line of sight. "Well... that was a brilliant way to start the day..." She sighs, turning to look at her closet. "Better change before anyone else gets a peek..."
Meanwhile, down at the peanut gallery, some certain stallions find themselves berated by a few mares who live in the same dorm as Angel. Having seen what could have easily been them, words are being given to the wannabe peeping toms. The word 'gelding' may have been tossed around for emphasis.
With a clean shirt and skirt on, she peeks around the edge of the window, slightly concerned. She opens it, calling out to the mares. "Is everything alright down there?"
As the stallions walk away with their tails between their legs, one of the mares calls up to her. "All good down here, girl! They won't be bothering you anymore!"
Another one next to her decides to offer her own opinion. "Question though, how come they're the ones that got the show?" This earns her a punch in the arm and a playful shove from a third mare in the group.
She shyly smiles, a soft blush on her cheeks. "I guess that's what I get for sleeping in, huh?" She turns back to grab her purse and a couple articles of clothing with her magic before a thought occurs to her. "Say, would any of you know a good place to get clothes repaired?" She holds up her yoga pants and wiggles her finger in the tear to emphasize what she means.
The mares turn to each other and chat a moment before the first shouts up to Angel. "Nothing here on campus so you'll have to out into the city! If you need it done quick though, I suggest one of the small shops! Less likely to have to make an order out of it! There's a..." she converses with her group again before continuing, "let's call it a costume shop! You might try there! I don't know, I haven't been there, myself!"
"Thanks! I owe you one!" She turns to the second mare, smiling playfully before waving at them and closing the window. She turns away, tapping her chin as her horn loses its faint glow. "I wonder if I should've written that note to her..." She shrugs and walks to her closet, searching for a pair of shoes that goes with her outfit.
After finally deciding on a pair of shoes that both matched and would be comfortable in the large amount of walking she was about to do, Angel set off towards the campus entrance. As she steps officially out onto the street, the differences between campus and city become startlingly obvious.
Where in the campus there would be lulls of little to no walking traffic due to classes, out here there is a constant flow that one must immerse oneself in if one wishes to get anywhere. Instead of uniform buildings of similar design and many rooms, out here places comes in all sorts of shapes and sizes, each wanting to grab the attention of the passerby more than their neighbors. Of course, being right next to campus means that for a radius of a few blocks, almost every single building is a shop for the sole purpose of taking advantage of the excess of youthful customers. Everything from diners, bars, coffee shops, pizza places, and more cater to every whim a student might have. Unfortunately, the clothing shop she seeks does not appear to be in this first area, so she was right in thinking that she has some walking to do.
She glances around nervously as she moves further away from the campus. She hugs her purse close to her chest, wanting to make sure that no one would try to steal from her. As she strolls along, she notices one of the stallions she saw earlier that day - the one that pointed her out to the others, at that. She smiles warmly, waving to him as if he is an old friend of hers. "Hi, there!"
He notices her, waving back reflexively before recognition dawns in his eyes. His expression lights up in excitement before suddenly dying down to apprehension as his wave gets smaller and his smile sheepish and he quickly darts away in the crowd.
Angel blinks, surprised at the reaction. "Wow, those girls really made an impression on him." She shakes her head, making her way through a plaza full of ponies. "And here I was hoping he'd give me directions..."
Angel's journey resumes. As she walks in a back and forth pattern, she seems to see every shop type imaginable... except for the one she seeks. Finally, as she rounds a corner, she spots a shop with poniquens in the windows, each with a drastically different costume... more than one would even be considered on the alluring side of the spectrum. The sign above shows the name of the establishment: Silk's Select.
She blushes brightly, glancing around as she approaches the building. Cautiously pushing the door open, she slips inside and grabs the handle, making sure the door closes without a sound. As soon as it is, she lets out a small sigh of relief, resting her head against the frame. "Just get your shorts fixed and go... that's all you need to do..." She turns around and stops in her tracks, gaping in shock at the sight before her.
While small from the outside, the store more than makes up for that with it's interior. Somehow the owner has managed to find the perfect balance of showing off as much of their product as possible, while still leaving enough room for ponies to weave around the sop with no fuss at all. White is the predominant color on the walls, with a clever little artistry near the ceiling giving the image of a lace lining along it.
The products themselves deserve descriptions all their own. While at first glance one would describe this as a costume shop, and indeed it is seeing as one can see everything from replica princess regalia and royal guard armor to costumes of every profession one might see on the street. Then of course, there is everything else.
The walls start to show an array of accessories from the cute to the kinky, bows, bands, and undergarments galore complement what dominates the center of the store. Maids, nurses, sexy lingerie, and everything else that could be wanted or needed in the interest of seduction and role play. In pride of place even rests a single sophisticated garment of purest white, a combination of stockings, maneband, gloves, panties, and brassiere promising to bring the strongest stallion to their knees while maintaining a sense of purity about the wearer.
She gulps quietly, staring at this last outfit in awe. Before she realizes it, her legs have brought her right in front of it, a hand slowly reaching out to touch the fabric.
A voice speaks from a little off to her side, it's tone warm and welcoming with a hint of pride. "A gentle touch hun, that's my prized work."
Angel yelps and whirls around to find the source of the voice, a now giggling mare not much older than herself. She is of a bright yellow coat and deep purple mane of soft straight locks that grow curly at their ends. Her body is slender with curves in all the right places, but perhaps a bit smaller than average.
Her purple eyes twinkle as she regards the young student. "Sorry hun, did I spook you as you were looking at Miss White, here?"
She blinks, confused. "...Miss White?" She glances at the outfit before realization crosses her face. "Oh! Y-yes, kind of." She clears her throat, pointing to the pure white clothes. "How much for it - her?" She opens her purse, starting to dig through it for some of her bits.
"Well... To be honest, she is a bit pricey, but worth every bit in my opinion. I made her to last decades and still remain as so as a foals caress." She lovingly looks at the ensemble before answering the actual question. "She goes for about 300 bits."
The white unicorn's purse falls to the ground as it slips from her fingers, eyes as wide as dinner plates. "300 bits?" She bites her lip, looking longingly at the outfit. "I... I guess that's fine, but..." She sheepishly smiles at the mare, embarrassed. "I don't have that much on me, at the moment... I mean, I have it at the dorm, and I do want it..."
"No worries, hun. She isn't going anywhere for now." She winks. "I only offer her to those I like, those who I think would appreciate her right, and I got a good feeling about you."
She blushes brightly, giving the mare her best confused look. "A... good feeling? What do you mean?"
The yellow mare just smiles. "I just think you seem like a sweet girl that would work perfectly with Miss White here. I saw you head straight for her, and you've been nothing but polite to me since we met."
"Oh, um, thank you..." She blushes a bit more, fidgeting a bit. "T-to be honest, I... I was hoping there'd be something in here for a guy, and... oh!" She smacks her forehead before her purse lights up, coming back up to her hands. "I was told you might be able to help with my little problem..." She pulls out her shorts, holding it out to her. "I need it for class tomorrow, and... well, I'm a little concerned it might gather more attention than I want."
"Ah, I see." The pegasus takes the shorts in her hand, flipping them over a few times before nodding. "I can certainly do this for you. Oh!" She holds a hand over her mouth a giggles. "Silly me, I completely forgot to tell you mine name and ask your own." She holds out her hand. "Silk Tease, at your service."
The unicorn smiles softly as she takes the hand, shaking it respectfully. "Angelic Grace. So, um..." She glances around the store, curious. "W-what would you recommend for a mare who... doesn't quite have her stallion, yet?"
"Hmm... well, that depends on his tastes as well as yours, hun." Silk walks towards the counter in the back of the store, unintentionally showing off her natural hip sway. "Are you looking for something for him to wear, or for you to wear? You mentioned looking for something for a stallion, and I do have a fair selection for them as well." She waves her hand over to one section of the store that certainly doesn't have quite the variety that the rest of the store has, but is still impressive nonetheless.
She gulps, noticing the clothing selection in the other gender's section. She bites her lip, trying to pull herself back out of the thoughts into which she'd started to wander before turning back to the older mare. "B-both, I think... but mostly for me?"
As she pulls out some fabric and thread, comparing colors to make sure she gets it right, the shop pony replies. "Well then, as you can see I have all kinds of things that you might find to your taste." She pauses and gives Angel an analyzing glance before smiling and returning to her work. "Judging by what I've seen so far, I'd suggest something in... perhaps a light blue would be best as white is too close to your coat color." She lays down the shorts and fabric as she arranges them. "Something simple and cute perhaps... though a sudden shift to sexy is likely to shock him, for better or worse..."
"Well... w-why not both?" She smiles shyly, gesturing to a sky blue one-piece swimsuit next to her. "Something like this, maybe?" Her horn gains a slight glow, an outfit from the stallion's section slowly floating over to the counter in front. "I just... don't know if it will fit me..." She frowns, looking at the swimsuit skeptically. "...it looks a bit small..."
Silk responds as she threads a needle. "Well, swimsuits aren't exactly the easiest thing to work with, especially since I work best with lace, but I do make them out of a fabric that can be let out or added onto if need be without too much trouble." She regards the piece again. "Not exactly bedroom attire, but I'm always pleased when my outfits serve both function and fashion."
"Yea..." Angel turns to the side, muttering to herself. "If only I could swim..." She clears her throat, smiling nervously. "Would you be able to find a good outfit that's already made if I, you know... let you take my measurements?"
"I could do that." She nods as the needle dives in and out of the fabric at her command. "While I'm doing this though, perhaps you would like to look around and see which ones you'd like me to look in first once we get the sizes? Feel free to browse the accessories as well." She gestures to the walls. "Those tend to be 'one size fits all'."
The unicorn nods, looking around quietly as she browses the wares. She picks up a few cute outfits, two sensual sets, and one downright kinky costume, though with a huge blush on her face. She returns to the mare, the clothes held close to her chest and partially covering her face. "Um... I-I think I have what I'd like..."
Silk looks up, her eyes widening at the student's selection. "Oh~. Looks like you were just waiting to find a shop like this one, weren't you, hun?"
"Well..." She blushes softly, averting her gaze. "I like the idea of... roleplaying..." She carefully places the clothes on a nearby table and sighs, turning to look at the mare. "So, um... do I need to do anything special for the measurements?"
"Hmm?" Silk looks up from where she had gone back to sewing a moment. "Well, there is one thing I'll probably need you to do, but that's what back is for, so we can make sure you have your privacy." The needle resumes its journey.
Angel blinks, glancing around the shop, empty of ponies save for herself and the mare before her. "...if you say so..." She rubs her arm, unsure of what to do. "What would that be, exactly? That you need me to do?"
The seamstress replies without looking up from her current work. "Oh, nothing much really, I'll just need you to lose the skirt. I used to just work around them, but the little things, cute as they are, make getting accurate waist and thigh measurements an absolute chore. The inseam is almost as bad."
"Oh. Is that all?" She giggles, heading towards the back of the store. "I don't see how that could be a big deal." She pauses, looking at the back wall quietly before calling over her shoulder. "Where should I go, exactly? There's, like, three rooms and an employee area, here."
"First room, hun. Just sit yourself on the stage if you want to. I'll be there as soon as I finish up this little patch job of yours and lock the door so I can work on you without worrying about somepony strolling in and taking something." The needlework continues.
She nods, pushing the door open and stepping inside. She notices the raised platform and, seeing that there isn't much else she could place herself on, decides that the mare wanted her to get on it. She removes her shirt and skirt, hanging them on a rod and sitting down in the middle of the small stage, waiting for the pegasus.
She arrives a few minutes later, a small smile on her face reflecting a job well done that grows as she sees her still eager customer. "Well, the shirt didn't need to come off, but it does make things easier." Her wing flicks out as she passes a shelf, flipping one tape measure out of a row of various sized ones into her waiting hand. "Ready to begin?"
She jumps to her hooves and salutes playfully, acting like her usual perky self. "Ready, Miss Tease!"
Silk giggles. "Oh, I'm liking you more and more, hun." She pulls a paper pad out of a pocket and a pencil from behind her ear. "Alright, hooves shoulder-width apart, arms straight out, stand up tall for me."
She nods and does as told, eyeing the mare and her clipboard thoughtfully as she gets to work. She doesn't say a peep about the thoughts her observations bring to mind, sure that she knows what she's doing. The one right after, however, gets immediately blurted out. "You know, you're really cute." She tenses briefly but keeps smiling, acting as though it was something anyone would say.
Silk smiles brightly at Angel as she pulls out a length of tape measure. "Aww, thank you! That's very kind of you to say!" She measures from wrist to armpit, writing the numbers down after.
"Well, it's the truth." She giggles, watching as the older mare works. "And to be honest, I'm a bit jealous."
"Jealous? Now what do I have that you could be jealous of?" She moves behind the unicorn and measure her shoulder width.
"Beautiful wings, for one thing." She glances down, making sure not to bend her neck and ruin the measurement. "For another, you've got a body that would have both stallions and mares staring for days." She smiles playfully, a mischievous twinkle in her eyes missed by the mare behind her. "In fact, I'd probably be staring if I didn't have somepony I'm pining for."
Silk's smile is warm as she comes back around to the front of Angel. "Well aren't you the flatterer... standing there in only your undergarments and making comments like that." She lets out a giggle and a wink as she measures around the unicorn's neck.
"I don't see why that would make a diffa... diffi... change." Angel gestures to the mare's body with a hand, seeing how she wasn't focusing on that extremity. "I call it like I see it, and, well... I feel safe around you. Not lover safe, but great friend safe." She frowns slightly, idly scratching behind an ear. "If that makes sense..."
"It does, it really does..." Silk lets the tape measure drop to the floor as she measure from shoulder to ankle. "I really do appreciate it, both the compliments and the trust." With a quick note of the numbers, she starts speaking again as she wraps the tape around Angel's bust. "Though, if I may say so, I really don't see why you would be jealous, considering what you already have."
She pouts, turning her gaze away. "I feel like stallions only talk to me for my breasts... like I'm not a mare but an object." She places a hand on the other pony's shoulder, frowning softly. "You, however... you have more than that. I bet you have had plenty of ponies who were nice to you just to be nice."
"Well yes, but that doesn't mean there aren't those who only have the old tail-shake on their minds." She waggles her hips for emphasis, her tail swishing back and forth. "But come now, you give yourself too little credit." She moves down, her head and tape measure at Angel's waist height as she measures. "I mean, face it, you're at the place where most of the stallions are just getting through with their awkward teenage years and are now their fully-hot-blooded adult selves, of course some are gonna give the rest a bad name. Surely there are some who treat you right?"
"Just one..." She smiles, a soft blush coming to her cheeks. "He tries to act respectful to me... wants me to be comfortable when I'm with him..." She giggles, resting a hand against her cheek as her tail starts to swish behind her. "He's smart, he's strong, and he's got the cutest smile, yet..."
Silk looks up from where she has moved onto measuring leg length. "Yet what? Sounds like a good stallion for a sweet thing like you." She waggles a finger. "You let me know if he gives you any trouble and I'll straighten him out. I'm 24, I'm closer to my prime than he is to his."
Angel stares down at the mare, surprised. "Really? But you seem so... mature ..." She shakes her head, trying to get back on topic. "A-anyways, I'm just not sure he's the one. I've been dropping hints but, well, he gets more flustered than anything..."
"Oh? Got something very specific in mind for your mate,do you?" She writes down the latest measurement before tapping the white mare's thigh. "Spread your legs a little for me, I need to be able to do some interior measuring."
Angel laughs, pulling away from the pegasus's hand. "C-careful! I'm ticklish there!" She grabs her shoulders to keep herself from falling as she calms herself down. "And, to answer your question, it's more like... someone specific..." She sighs wistfully, moving as instructed.
Silk wraps the tape measure around the upper thigh. "Ah, I see... It's not some silly celebrity crush, is it?"
"Not at all!" She blushes brightly, shuffling her hooves nervously. "It's a childhood crush."
"Oh~, how romantic..." She puts a hand flat on Angel's thigh. "Please stop moving for bit, hun. I need to get your inseam next."
She sheepishly smiles, rubbing the back of her neck in embarrassment. "Sorry, Miss Tease."
"It's no trouble, just let me get this..." Her fingers hold the tape measure as she gets the tricky length from hoof to all the way up where her thigh meets her crotch.
As the mare's fingers pass over the inside of her leg, Angel gasps, her back arching as she bites her lip. Despite this, she can focus enough to grab the pegasus’s hand a couple inches from the hem of her panties. "Um... p-please be careful..."
Silk smiles reassuringly. "Don't worry, I know this is awkward, but this measurement is always like that for everypony." She removes Angel's hand from hers and continues measuring, getting within centimeters of the fabric, but not touching it as she tilts her head to look at the number. "See? Nothing to worry about."
The white unicorn turns away, muttering to herself. "Says the mare looking at my panties..." She clears her throat, trying to change the subject back. "S-so... do you have a special someone, Miss Tease?"
Silk pulls the tape measure away as she answers. "Unfortunately, no. That doesn't mean I won't want one if one comes strolling up to me, but being a fairly new business owner doesn't exactly leave one with a lot of free time when one is setting up. Luckily, I'm onto the easier part of actually running the thing now."
"I suppose that's good news... but I find it hard to believe you're still single." She looks down at her, tilting her head to one side. "Maybe you should... I don't know, actively look for one?" She pats the other pony's head, giggling playfully. "It should be easy for you, right?"
"Hmm... maybe..." The pegasus notes down the measurement. "I think I will start to have a more... attentive eye when it comes to spotting them. After all, if one finds the right one, then there's nothing quite like it, from what I hear." She stands up fully, brushing a few bits of carpet from her pants. "You can go ahead and get dressed if you want to, I only have a few more measurements to do and none of them go under the clothes."
"I'm fine!" She giggles, shaking her head. "I feel comfu... confa... good, right now!"
"Alright then, hun." She gently grabs one of Angel's hands, measuring palm and finger.
She blinks, looking at the yellow hands on her own white. "You... your hands are really smooth... and warm..." She giggles, winking playfully at her. "I bet your special someone will appro... appra... be thankful for that."
Silk giggles. You are just being the little charmer, aren't you?" A sparkling smile graces her face as she cheekily rubs Angel's hand once she is done measuring. "Yours have that smooth softness to them I don't see too often, so I think whichever pony you choose will be very happy."
"Aww!" She grins, pulling the other mare into a hug. "Thank you! I've never been complo... compri... praised for my hands, before!" She lets go and pulls away, rocking on her hooves with a silly smile on her lips. "Maybe I should have a certain someone take notice of them... what do you think, Miss Tease?"
The mare only laughs, a twinkle in her eyes. "There's a reason Miss White comes with gloves dear: to accentuate them just as much as anything else. Hands can be used just as well, if not more to draw attention, especially since you can do so many things with them... both subtly, or not, depending on what you're going for." She winks before continuing. "One last measurement dear, could you sit or kneel down for me?"
Angel brightly nods, lowering herself to her knees and looking up at the pegasus. "Subtly? How would I do that subtly?" She holds her hands up in front of her face and examines them, unsure.
"Oh, all sorts of ways dear." Silk leans over Angel's head, laying the tape measure from the back of her neck to the base of her horn. "I'll be measuring your horn placement, in case you're curious. Anyway, back to hands. You can use them in perhaps the most ways out of anything. A light stroke of a single finger, meant to cause shivers down the spine. there's also the playful pinch, the firm squeeze, the lustful grope, the relaxing massage, the sensual swirl, and of course, the sharp slap, though I admit I'm not particularly a fan of that last one."
The unicorn considers her words for a moment, her eyes closed. "So," she reaches up with a hand, "something like this?" As the last word escapes her lips, her finger makes contact with the tip of her wing, moving along the outer edge in a brief, gentle motion.
Silk stiffens as she suddenly inhales with a hiss, her wing seeming to shiver as it stretches outward, splaying the feathers outward almost like a peacock. It takes the pegasus a moment to catch her breath. "Phew... You sure you haven't done that before, hun? Yes... Exactly like that. Though I wouldn't go around doing that to every pegasus wing, mind you." She pulls away from the unicorn, her wings, which had been tucked in before, are now slowly folding again, but only halfway, as if in a more relaxed position.
"Why not?" She giggles, a mischievous twinkle in her eye. "I thought your reaction was really cute." She teasingly sticks her tongue out at her, winking as she clasps her hands behind her back.
The faintest hint of a blush makes itself known just above Silk's smile as she writes down the final number. "You might go giving ponies the wrong idea... I didn't mind, especially with you sitting there looking so adorable afterwards, but... Let's just say wing touching is left strictly between good friends or above." Her feathers shuffle a bit behind her as she turns and puts the tape measure away.
"Oh?" She steps up behind the pegasus, pulling a feather back into its proper place. "Would you say we're good friends, Miss Tease?" She giggles, wrapping the older mare in a gentle hug, her arms loosely draped around her waist. "I don't speak with just anypony about my crush, after all."
The pegasus lets out a slight squeak from the second unexpected wing touch followed by the hug. "I'd say we've become very good friends Angel... more than enough for you to just call me Silk." She lets out a quiet giggle as she places her hands over the unicorn's. "You are a very touchy one, aren't you?"
"Yep!" Her left hand slowly trails upwards along her exposed, yellow-furred belly. "I felt that you are special, and I was right." Her hand is almost at the hem of her shirt. "You've got a big..." She suddenly moves her hand to the other mare's back, giggling playfully. "Heart. Thank you for listening." She pulls away, waiting to see her reaction as her hand rests on her new friend's back.
Silk quietly lets out a breath she had been holding as her tail flicks happily back and forth. Shifting her wings a bit, she looks back over her shoulder. "It's been a pleasure getting to know you, hun. So no need to thank me." One purple eye winks.
"The pleasure's all mine. Though I have to wonder..." Angel giggles as her horn lights up, and she brushes some dust off the edge of a wing. "...whether you were hoping for some. Maybe I'm mistaken, though?" She slides her skirt on, turning away. She grabs her shirt, discreetly watching the pegasus in a nearby mirror.
Silk chooses her words carefully as her feathers shuffle again. "I hardly think life is near as worth it if you don't enjoy it... and I think we've both been having fun so far." She grabs her clipboard and looks over the white mare with a smile, that expression that can mean so many things. "Of course, we're not done yet either, we still have to get those outfits for you, and I think I'll have a few size adjustments to make to Miss White later today..."
"Thank you, Silk." She slips her shirt back on before turning to the mare, curious. "Oh, and do you have any bras?" She cups her cloth-covered breasts, frowning down at them. "As you saw, I don't have any."
"It was quite obvious..." She mutters a moment before speaking up as she motions Angel to follow her. "I do have some, yes, as long as you don't mind that I don't really make... standard ones, as far as design goes. Though I have been told mine as very visually appealing." Her finger points to one of the back corners of the store. "I've got front and back snap ones as well, so you should be able to find something you like."
"Actually, I think I'd prefer fancy ones." She smirks coyly as she saunters over to the section indicated. "As long as you have panties that go with them."
Silk smirks as she starts going through the store, clipboard in one hand and Angel's outfit suggestions in another, slowly switching different parts for different sizes. "Of course I do dear, what would the point of selling lingerie be if I didn't?" The first one she switches out is the light blue one-piece swimsuit, just getting a slightly larger size.
"Oh, duh!" She smacks her forehead, laughing brightly. "Of course you would! So, can you help me find out which look best on me?" She smiles warmly, rocking on her hooves as she watches her work.
"Well, I'm always willing to make suggestions," she trades out a skirt on the cheerleader outfit, "did you want to just hold them up to yourself and see what you and I think?"
"That seems best." She blushes, bowing her head in embarrassment. "I tried some on in a store, once. I left without buying anything..." She pouts, crossing her arms. "I still don't think that stallion worked there..."
"Oh dear..." Silk stops from where she was choosing different leggings for a cat costume. "You are just too cute and innocent for your own good sometimes..." She wraps her arms around Angel in a comforting hug. "Don't you worry, I'll do my part to make sure you don't have any problems if I can help it."
She returns the embrace, smiling warmly. "Thank you, Silk. You really are a good friend..."
"You're quite welcome, Angel. Now then, scoot along." She lets go and lightly pushes her in the direction of the undergarments. "Go pick yourself out some nice things to look at and come back when you found something you like. I've still got to finish sorting out these other outfits for you. Oh, wait! Really quick..." she pulls a collar with a bell on it from the display case next to the cat suits, "did you want one of these to go with this?" She holds up the cat outfit.
She blinks, considering it for a moment before turning to her. "Could I have two? That one and a forest green one?" She smiles, her hand tracing the locket around her neck. "With a nice heart-shaped tag on it?"
Silk gets a sly smile. "Sure thing, hon." She pulls a green collar, which comes with a bell, and a blue one, which comes with the locket. A bit of quick finger work and the two charms are switched. "There we are. One black with bell and one green with locket. Now, go on with you, go pick yourself out some things to keep some ponies from staring when they can't see them, and yet make them stare more when they can."
Angel salutes, giggling brightly. "Okay, Silk!" She turns and strides over, the motion of her hips more pronounced that usual and her tail swaying behind her.
The seamstress watches the mare walk away, her expression unreadable before she turns to the next outfit in the pile. A small giggle escapes her lips as she starts heading over to the schoolfilly outfit section to fine tune the piece.
Some time later, after many more incidents of lacy things, quips, teasing, comparing, complimenting, and of course giggling, Angel is finally all ready with her purchases. Neatly folding all of that garments and setting them in an extremely large bag, Silk recites them all as she goes in order to keep track and make sure she didn't miss anything.
"Let's see... ten undergarment sets, cheerleader, swimsuit, cat, schoolfilly, night guard, four pairs of gloves, two short and two long, a stallion's doctor coat, and... a sleeping mask." Silk lets out a long whistle. "Dang, hun. With all that in one trip, I think you might officially be my best customer."
"Thanks! You forgot one, though." She points to one outfit off to the side of the counter, a feather duster and a handkerchief on top of it. "I just love all of these clothes you've made!" She turns to look at the racks, smiling softly and her ears twitching slightly. "It was so hard to pick just those out of all of these... and you know..." She glances at her friend, blushing slightly. "I think I'll come here later. There's more I'd like to check out... maybe see if he'd like them, too..." She wags a finger playfully at her. "Don't expect this big a purchase, though... I'd be more likely to bring clothes to get touched up, anyways."
"Woops, can't forget the maid costume!" She stows that in the bag as well. "And of course I don't expect this big of a purchase every time you come here. It's better to have one, or two I suppose since you might end up being a package deal, returning customers than just a one-timer." She scribbles down a few numbers on a pad before nodding. "Ok, all together that comes to... 930 bits."
Angel audibly chokes on her words, almost dropping her purse in shock again. "W-what? 930 bits?" She starts to tear up, placing a hand on the counter to steady herself. "I only have one hundred on me... I-I left the rest of my money back at my dorm room..."
Silk just keeps smiling, placing a reassuring hand on Angel's. "It's alright, hun. It would be kind of silly of me to expect ponies to carry almost a thousand bits around with them. I'd think that many coins would start to make your shoulder sore after a while." A small giggle comes out before she continues. "I've got various ways of working with ponies for larger orders like this. I work with monthly payments, though those do have small interest on them, I've also held items until funds can be brought. I'm willing to work with ponies as long as they are reasonable."
"B-but I need these for tonight!" She bites her lip, her eyes darting about frantically before almost lighting up. "Hey! Maybe you can come back with me to my place?" She giggles, almost bouncing in her excitement. "I can pay you and get a headstart on buying Miss White! It's perfect!" She reaches over the counter, grasping the other mare's hands in her own and beaming brightly. "What do you say, Silk? Will that work?"
Silk blinks a moment, exactly what was just offered running through her mind. "Are you this eager about everything? I mean... I could have sworn you just invited me back to your place... after buying sexy items from my store... and saying that you need them for tonight..."
"Yes, I did, and yes, I am!" She tilts her head, confused. "What's wrong with asking that? I trust you, and I think it'd be a good idea. Do you not agree with it?"
"I never said that..." Silk sighs. "I guess just given the context... I saw something else in the invite..." She shakes her head as she looks behind her at the clock on the wall. "What time is it anyway... I feel we've been at this a while... Four o'clock?" Her gaze turns to the door that she had unlocked once she had finished measuring Angel, but that had not opened since. "I suppose Tuesday's aren't exactly my busiest time..."
"Yay!" She grabs the bag and heads towards the door, gesturing for the other mare to follow her. "Come on, Silk! I want to get ready for tonight as soon as possible!"
"Alright alright, let me close up..." She locks the register and gathers her purse, muttering to herself as she does so. "I swear it still sounds like there's something else under that..." Sh shakes her head. "Probably just me." She walks over to the door, flicking the lights off and flipping the sign before finally turning to Angel. "Alright, I'll lock it behind us and we can be on our way."
The mare smiles and takes the pegasus's hand, leading - or rather, dragging - her back to the campus, giggling the whole way. Without even realizing it, she was giving the yellow pony quite a show with her swaying hips and tail due to how she was rushing.
This of course, does not mean Silk is complaining as she follows the student. As they travel, even when on campus, they looks like nothing more than a couple of friends, one more eager than the other, after a successful shopping trip. Silk finally says something once Angel slows down in order to unlock her dorm door. "Well, the foyer was nicer than I expected. I take it the room also defies that whole 'cramped box they generously call a room' rumor that most have about on campus living arrangements?"
"I like to think so." She pushes the door open and ushers her friend in. "I'm the only one who lives in 219, after all." She puts her bag on a chair and starts to carefully unpack everything, laying them on the bed.
Silk looks around. "Lucky... Umm... where can I sit while you find the bits?"
"Oh, you don't have to leave, yet!" She removes the bag from her chair and gestures to it. "Please, make yourself comfi... comfu... at home!"
The pegasus smiles. "Oh, well alright then." She takes a seat, crossing her legs and setting her hands in her lap as she watches Angel continue unpacking her purchases. "Still like what you picked?"
"Definitely!" She lays the last outfit on the bed and puts the bag to the side. "Now I just need to figure out which to wear, tonight..." She taps her chin and shrugs, turning to the window and closing the blinds. "There we go." She pulls off her shirt and skirt without any ceremony, her small, pink-and-white-striped panties all that are left on her form. They aren't going to much longer, considering how she hooks her thumbs around the band.
The other mare meanwhile, is struck speechless as the clothing just seemed to fly off her friend. Too stunned to look away as Angel, her back to Silk, bends over and slides the last article of clothing off her form. The pegasus' eyes widen as she sees absolutely everything the unicorn has to offer, her mouth hanging slightly open while her wings unfurl all the way. It even takes her a moment to remember to blink.
She picks up one of the sheer underwear sets and one of the simple, lacey sets, turning to the dumbstruck mare. "Which do you think would look better? This one?" She holds the former in front of her body. "Or this one?" She switches it with the other, the whole time apparently oblivious to her mental state.
Silk responds after a moment, sounding slightly mystified as she continues watching the show. "Depends on what you want to convey... if you just want the stallion, you might be best off just going as you are now..."
Her smile falters, and she lowers her hands, the clothes floating off to the side in a blue aura. "He won't look at me if I'm not wearing anything... he's a bit too respectful, that way..." She shrugs, turning to look at the rest of the articles laid out on the bed. "I suppose it's better than him being unable to look at my face at all..."
Silk recovers a bit now that she only has Angel's backside to taunt her. She coughs a moment. "Well, I doubt you want to be the kind of mare to go stripping for a stallion she isn't dating anyway... Although I admit, this is the opposite of the usual problem. Usually it's stallions who stare too much, not one who doesn't stare enough... Again though, what exactly are you going for? what message are you trying to send with your body?"
"I..." She trails off, confusion filling her face. "I don't know... I mean, I want him to see me for who I am... that I think he's handsome... but I don't want to seem desperate, at the same time..." She sighs, sitting down on an empty space on the comforter and looking at her friend. "I... I guess that's a bit much to ask, huh?"
Silk focuses on her friend's words, finding it easier to deal with seeing her body when she is genuinely helping her with a problem. "Not at all, hun... you said you're not sure exactly what you're trying to say, but let's try something: what exactly are you trying to have him say back? Are you expecting him to confess his undying love for you, sweep you off your hooves, then passionately make love to you? Or are you going for something a little tamer and still trying to get a sense of the whole picture of who exactly this stallion is?"
"I... I guess I'm just... trying to see who he really is..." She fidgets and blushes softly, averting her eyes. "As much as I'd like him to say he loves me... I'm still not sure if he's the right stallion..."
"That's a good filly." Silk smiles. "If you are unsure, it's best not to take big steps like this. There's nothing wrong with wanting to know a stallion better before making big decisions." After a moment's hesitation she adds onto that. "Decisions such as letting him see this lovely view."
Angel opens her mouth but stops herself, closing it and twirling a lock of her mane around a finger. "I guess you know best... but I still want to wear something nice for him..." She giggles, putting a hand against her cheek. "He's so cute when he blushes..."
"Oh, I can understand that sentiment." The yellow mare looks at Angel's mane for a moment before she looks back to her face. "Although there is something I want to be sure of, you said he wouldn't look at you when you were bare, right? Well, what do you think was the least he saw you in, and how did he react?"
"Well... he saw me once while I was in just a shirt and panties..." She taps her chin, brow furrowed in concentration. "I think he was fine with it... but his cheeks were rosy while we talked... he sat next to me, held my hand, rubbed my back... all in all, he was a great listener."
Silk rubs her chin with a hand. "Well... that's certainly not what I would suspect..." As she runs down the list of things Angel said he did, her eyes widen and she looks at Angel seriously. "Do you think he might be gay?"
"I... what?" She stares in confusion. "Gay? But..." She whines, her ears going flat against her head. "But he said he'd wait for me... a-and if he is, so what? T-there's nothing saying he can't still love me, right?" She smiles, but it's obviously forced, and small. "Right?"
Silk stares at the mare and her... extreme reaction. Getting up, she walks over and sits next to her, avoiding sitting on the clothes. Bringing an arm around the now distraught unicorn, Silk pulls her into a hug, tucking Angel's head against the front of her shoulder. "There, there... it was only a question, hun..."
She shakes, hugging the mare back tightly. "It can't be true... I..." She looks up at the mare, her misty eyes searching her friend's for some kind of hope. "...S-Silk... w-what should I do? W-what if he is ?"
The yellow mare looks down at those big blue eyes and can't help but to hug her again. "Well, why don't we cross that bridge when we come to it, ok? It was just a question, and really, a question is the best way to find out if he is or not. Just ask him." She pats her back. "I mean, given what you apparently plan on doing, I'm fairly certain you'll know if he is or not tonight, right?"
She goes quiet, considering the mare's words before nodding. "I suppose that's true... thank you, Silk." She gently pecks her cheek, giggling softly. "So, I still have to figure out which outfit will work best..." She smiles, the energy back in her voice and actions. "Shall we get started?"
"Sure..." Silks rubs her cheek softly a moment before nodding. "Ok, so let's see... clothes are one thing, but what you do with them will be up to you... Hmmm..." Her gaze falls onto Angel's chest, lingering there a moment before going to the collection of undergarments. "It might be easiest if we start from the bottom... Do you plan on him seeing which ever set of these you put on?"
She nods, looking at the clothes for a moment before turning to her friend, tilting her head to one side. "Do you have any like these on?" She holds up a hand, stopping her. "I just... wonder if you have a preference."
"Well..." Silk looks over them and points to a set. Both the top and bottom have a small bit of design in the main areas then small borders of lace along the top of the bra, and on all edges of the panties. Silk takes a thumb and pulls down one sides of her pants enough to where Angel can see the side of a purple pair of panties of the exact same design. "In a word, yes."
Angel giggles, winking playfully at her. "I bet it looks nice on you." She picks up the one with the similar design, turning it over in her hands and feeling the fabric. "Wow... it's just as smooth as your hands... I like it!" She beams, standing up and bending over to put them on, her tail barely covering her personal area.
Still, barely is enough for Silk to not get nearly as flustered as she did the first time. Ignoring that instinctual part of her mind that tells her to flap her wing to move that tail of out the way, Silk stays still as Angel successfully puts the bottoms on, the light blue fabric cupping her cheeks perfectly.
The unicorn laughs brightly, slowly trailing her fingers along the sides of the garment. "This is amazing - it's like I'm wearing nothing at all!" She covers her mouth and grabs the matching top, wrapping it around her chest before turning away, holding the ends with her hands. "Can you get this for me, Silk?"
"Certainly." The mare stands and grabs the ends, spreading her fingers through Angel's fur and pushing it down as she snaps them together so her coat doesn't get caught in it. However, instead of moving her hands away, she rubs Angel's back for a moment as she speaks. "There we go... doesn't it feel good to have your girls covered and supported again?"
"Oh, very much so." She sighs blissfully, leaning back against her friend's hands. "It's been awful... a pain in my back since their 'growth spurt'..."
Silk nods as she rubs a bit more. "Ah, the dreaded-yet-loved last minute bloom. I guess I got lucky that mine came at a steady pace and the only problems I got from it was not being able to sleep on my stomach for a few years."
"I'll say." Angel sits there quietly as the pegasus continues her motions. After a while, however, she turns to look over her shoulder, smiling warmly. "You know, I'd like to return the favor... may I help you with your wings, Silk?"
"Well..." Silk pauses in her motions as various thoughts run through her head. "That would depend on your answers to two questions: Do you realize that once you start giving a pegasus a wing massage it's like rubbing a dog's stomach? They never want you to stop. Secondly, won't your... I guess I call him your potential stallion friend... be jealous?"
"In order," she turns around, placing a hand on her shoulder, "I think I can handle that fact, and we're good friends. I'm sure he won't mind."
"Well, far be it from me to deny a barely-clothed friend to rub me down..." She looks to the bed, which is still mostly covered by clothes. "Plus we can still chat about which outfit you're going to where over what you have on... unless you just wanted to meet him in that?" She raises a questioning eyebrow.
Angel raises one of her own, crossing her arms. "He wouldn't look at me without a shirt on. I think I need a bit more." She rolls her eyes and floats the outfits onto the desk, dresser, and chair, leaving the bed clear once the other underwear went into drawers, all folded neatly.
Silk lays herself down on her stomach, her arms folded under her chin. "Did you want him to look?"
"Well, yes..." She climbs onto the bed, straddling the other mare's hips to get in a good position. She carefully pulls the back of the crop top up, letting the joints of her wings be visible. "I want him to think I'm beautiful." She doesn't bother moving the bra off the pegasus, as undoing the straps was enough. She tenderly places her hands on the back before her, rubbing tiny circles into the area just below each wing. "Do you use your wings often, Silk?"
The pegasus' voice is softer than usual as she hums before speaking. "Well... as much as I can. I do run a shop, so most of the day I am stuck cooped up in there. I fly to and from work since it's faster and it feels good, but I only ever get in a good flight during some evenings when I manage to find a nice clear area of sky that the weather ponies aren't messing with." she lets out a sigh. "I guess... if anything, they'll be stiff from lack of use..."
"Oh, my." Angel moves a hand up to the joint of its side's wing, carefully stroking it to see how that affects her. "Maybe you could come to the gym, sometime. I have access due to being a student, and there's a court the size of town hall in there." She gives the base a tentative squeeze. "Would that work?"
Silk's wings unfurl fully, one touching the wall and the other stretching halfway across the room. She lets out a small groan before speaking. "Maybe... sounds big enough for leisurely flight at least..." Laying her head on its side so she can see Angel, she continues. "Back up though, you said you wanted to do all this outfit stuff so that he thinks you're beautiful... but why work so hard to make him realize something that should be obvious?"
"Because..." She falters, her hands pausing in their path along the front of her wall-facing wing. "Because I'm afraid he might have forgotten me..." She resumes her motions, stroking the edge and pushing feathers back into place.
The pegasus lets out a long almost purr-like moan before her voice works. "Ah... I'm starting to see the picture here... Correct me if I get this wrong on any point: When you were little you and a colt were little sweethearts, things happened so you weren't able to see or hear from each other again. Now, years later, you found somepony who looks like him, maybe has the same name. You hope that it's him so you are trying to catch his eye and make him yours again, but a part of you also knows it could possibly not be him, so you don't go too far until you're sure. Meaning that you're always sitting there fighting between the urge to go fast and the urge to go slow."
Angel blinks, staring down at her friend. "That... that's exactly right." She pauses when something falls against her hand and looks down to see a yellow feather. "Are... are these normally supposed to fall out?"
"It's fine... they slowly fall out and are replaced by new ones... though they do it more just after winter." She continues from where they were. "So... do you have a plan for this little potential stallion? I don't need to know the details of course, but I'm just wondering if you had a general idea besides chatting him up, dressing sexy, and letting him indulge on all those urges you make him have once you are sure who he is."
"I... guess I don't..." She sighs, pushing the last feather of that wing into place. "I mean, I'd like to get married to him, be accepted by his family..." She shakes her head, idly rubbing the tip of the wing as she thinks. "A perfect romance-story ending... you know?"
Silk grits her teeth and her tail thrashes around as Angel plays with one of the top sensitive spots on her wing. "Wow... really going the whole way... huh? I like that... shoot for a happy life, right?"
"That's what I hope for..." She finally moves to the other wing, fixing the feathers found there. "I... I don't really have a backup plan, though... aside from what my mom would've wanted from me..."
"Well..." She turns to the chair, lifting the dark metallic costume off it in a blue aura and bringing it to the edge of the bed. "It's something similar to this. She was a high-ranking officer, after all..." Angel puts a hand between the mare's wings, stroking her back as she continues to work.
The pegasus' purple tail twitches rhythmically, occasionally even reaching up and flicking the taut cheeks of the mare right above it. It takes Silk a moment to work herself out of a long pleased moan before she answers. "Military mare and married mare are not impossible to combine... most choose not to though. No offense... but I see you being a... lover... not a fighter."
"That's what I want to be... a lover..." She smiles softly as she moves to the underside of her limb, smoothing out the feathers and pausing when her fingers bump something. "One sec, I think I found a knot..." She places her free hand on the top edge, gingerly yet firmly holding it in place as she presses into the tense muscle. She goes silent as she focuses on this, not wanting to injure her friend on accident.
This, for better or worse, leaves Silk with sensations as the only input her mind is getting, and it is all too eager to work with what it's got. Her mouth hangs open from the feeling of her wing being worked, and soon her eyes cloud over a bit as her imagination flares up. Her legs stretch out behind her as her hooves twitch, meanwhile her hands clench the sheets below her as she bites lightly on a finger to muffle any sounds she might make. She is not completely successful though as a few squeaks slip out. Even her wings seem to shiver from sensations both real and imagined.
Angel, seeing her wing twitch in her hands, frowns slightly and grips her a bit harder, her fingers increasing their pressure as she tries to get the mass of muscle to cooperate. Her thighs move to grip the pegasus's hips to hold her body still, her own just high enough to prevent contact to her most intimate of areas.
The increased force on both wing and hips that serves to pin her down does not help the pegasus at all. Her breath starts coming in pants as even though her wings are being held still, muscles in her back still seem to flutter. Her tail is fully flagged at this point, her dock pressed up against Angel as her eyes roll back into her head.
"Done!" The unicorn sighs in relief, letting go to put the last few feathers back in place. "That was a toughie, but I knew I could handle it!" She giggles brightly and gently rubs along her friend's wings one last time before getting off the bed.
"Eh... buh... wha?" Silk lets out a small whine as she looks over to the white mare. "Is it... over already?"
She blinks, staring at her for a moment before smiling, gently putting a hand on her back. "You really weren't kidding, huh?" She laughs playfully, taking the tip of her wing and softly pinching it. "Your wings look fine, now... but, if you really want, I'll preen your feathers for you whenever you need me to." She lets go and turns around, bending to grab a fallen costume off the ground as she continues. "Is that fair, Silk?"
Heard only by herself as she watches Angel bend over, Silk whines again. "That's not fair at all..." After a few moments of contemplation, she sighs disappointedly, shifting her legs as she snaps her bra back on and pulls her shirt down. She moves back up into a sitting position as she speaks a bit stronger. "I'll be sure to take you up on that offer."
"Great!" The white pony giggles, turning to the mare with the faux-armor in her hand. "I enjoy spending time with you, anyways!" She heads over to the closet, hanging the clothes up before stretching to the top shelf. "I still don't know what to wear, though. And he's supposed to be here in two hours!"
The pegasus gives herself a slight pinch so she can focus. "Umm, well, perhaps you could just try them all on and we can go from there? I have an idea of which ones might work, but it's best to be sure."
Angel blinks, turning to her friend with a small box in her hands. "I guess that makes sense." She glances at the outfits, running a hand through her mane. "Which should I try on, first?"
Over the course of the next decent chunk of time, Silk has Angel ritualistically try on each of the outfits. Angel of course, is all too willing to do so, even trying some on more than once or doing little poses when the other mare asks. She even tosses in a shake and a wink a few times which only causes the pegasus to smile more.
Finally, as Angel once again strips down to her undergarments at shocking speed, Silk says the anticipated words. "Ok, I think I've narrowed it down to two options, and I'll tell you which one would work best depending on the strategy you're going for. If you want to go for having your motivations be a bit more subtle, I suggest the cheerleader one. Though it's true the design is more towards eye-pleasing than an actual cheerleader costume, it would be perfectly viable for you to normally have that on, or at least that's what he'll assume. If you want your intentions to be slightly more well-known, I would suggest the cat suit. For that one, you'll either have to come up with an excuse for having or putting it on, or come flat out and say you did it for him. Both are definitely on the lower end of the sexy spectrum compared to everything else you got, but from what you told me, we need to try not to overload the poor stallion."
The unicorn considers this a moment, regarding the outfits on the bed next to the other mare. "I suppose you're right... I want to wear the cat suit, but..." She holds up one of the collars, blushing slightly. "I have to wonder if he'd be a bit offput by it... so I think I should know him a bit better before trying that out..." She switches the collar for the cheerleader outfit, putting it back on. She pauses, staring at the pom poms before putting them back down, shaking her head. "I think that's a bit much, though."
Silk nods approvingly. "Yes, pom poms are meant to draw attention to them, and you want his attention on you."
"Yep!" She giggles, leaning down and hugging her friend happily. "Thank you so much for your help! I'm sure he'll love it!"
Silk's wings twitch as she finds herself buried in the mounds of her friend's chest. She smiles. "I'm sure if anypony else saw it, they probably would too..."
"True." She lets go, taking a hold of the pleated skirt, lifting and feeling the soft fabric. "I wonder if my actual uniform will look like this..."
A slight pink tint comes to the yellow mare's face as she looks down at the skirt, seeing what was once under it as well. "Well, they'll likely actually give you shorts to wear under it... and a slightly longer skirt."
"Oh." She pouts, letting it fall back over her lap and turning around, heading over to her desk. "I suppose that's a nice thing to prevent pervs from sneaking a peek, but I like to think my ass is my best asset... aside from my hands, I mean." She picks up the box from earlier, sifting through the contents while soft metallic clinks come out of it.
Silk raises an eyebrow. "Weren't you just saying earlier you were tired of stallion's just staring at you for physical reasons?"
"Well, yes..." She pulls out a number of coins, setting them off to the side. "But I thought staring comes as part of being a cheerleader. You know, get the crowd riled up and their attention on you while you're there?"
"That's a part of it, yes, but it's not all about the ass, hun." She thinks a moment. "I'm sure they'll explain it to you better than I can, but for now, suffice to say it's called 'cheerleading' and not 'modeling' or 'teasing' for a reason. You are beautiful, but they'll tell you how to use it for their purposes."
She blinks blankly, tilting her head to one side in confusion. "Um... if you say so, Silk." She stacks a few more coins on the desk before walking forward, offering the box. "I believe this is one thousand two hundred eighty bits. Is that alright?"
Silk blinks. "But... that's 350 more than you needed to buy everything..."
"Yes, it is." Angel giggles, shaking the box a bit. "Three hundred for Miss White and fifty for the advice." She places it on her friend's lap, a hand straying up to stroke the tip of one ear teasingly. "That sounds fair to me. What do you think, though?"
"I... well..." The other ear twitches while the first one stays still to enjoy being touched. "I guess... so you really do want Miss White then?"
She smiles warmly, moving to sit next to her. "I do. If it's alright with you, of course." She moves her hand from her ear to the yellow pony's own, holding it tenderly. "I know how much she means to you, and I promise I'll take good care of her..." She cups her cheek with her free hand, gently caressing the velvety fur. "I'll even let you be the first to see me with her. You are the expert, after all, and I'd appro... appra... like help learning how to put her on."
"I... would be honored." Silk smiles at Angel, her eyes going half-lidded as her wings spread. "I'll need a day or two to get her to your measurements... but in the end... I think will all be worth it." Her face slowly moves toward the unicorn's.
Before anything could happen, however, there's a series of three knocks on the door. Angel squeals happily, jumping up in her excitement. "That must be him!" She turns to her friend, bowing a bit. " Thank you again for your help. I know it's a bit silly, but could you let him in as you leave? I, um... n-need to do one last thing." She backs up to the one door that hasn't been opened during the pegasus's visit, her cheeks flushing pink.
Keeping up a brave smile in the face of disappointment, Silk nods. he stands up, grabbing both the box and her purse. So distracted is she with what almost happened, that she doesn't pay attention as she opens the door and steps out, only to be stopped suddenly as she presses against something larger than her. The pegasus lets out a quiet yelp as she is shocked back into attentiveness, registering the mass she is pressed against. She gulps as she realizes her head is pressed flat against a fabric-covered chest... a very nicely shaped and furry chest if what she can feel is any indication.
Quickly stepping to the side, she clears her throat as she looks up at the gentle but confused green face of the stallion with her own flushed one. "Angel said to go in. Sorry for running into you, but I really have to be going now!" She darts off down the hall before he can get in a single word, seriously considering jumping out a window and taking flight if such an action wasn't so frowned upon. Instead, she contents herself with quickly going down the stairs and out of the building, taking flight instantly and heading straight home.
Rhino, meanwhile, blinks at the strange mare's sudden appearance then disappearance. "Ok..." Stepping into the room, he closes the door behind him. "Angel? Sorry I'm a little early, but I sort of overestimated the amount of time I could kill wandering around when traffic wasn't bad."
She pulls the door open enough to see out, smiling softly when she sees the stallion facing away from her. She steps out of the bathroom and silently closes the door, leaning back against the wall next to it. "I don't mind. I'm just glad you could come." She clasps her hands behind her hips and, after a moment's hesitation, pushes her chest out a bit. "I've been wanting to see you all day."
"Well, I'm glad to hear... that..." His voice trails off as he turns around to see her, his eyes darting up and down her for about a second before he regains control and locks them onto her face. "Trying out a new look?"
"Yep!" She giggles, moving forward with a subtle sway of her hips and tail. "I'm glad you noticed, stud." She traces tiny circles on his shirt with a slender, perfectly-manicured finger.
He looks down at watches her finger. "Well, it looks very cute on you." His eyes flick toward the door a moment. "I guess that pegasus helped you pick it out or something?"
Her smile falters for just a second before she grabs his hand. "She did." She slowly walks around him, turning him so he's facing her as she sits on the edge of the desk. "Do you like it?" Every move appears natural despite being calculated, up to her skirt moving to reveal her patterned panties.
The barest hint of a blush comes to his face as his male mind managed to lock onto the light blue fabric before he quickly reined it in again. "Personally, yes, I said it looks very cute on you and I meant it. Although..." He hesitates a moment before saying the next part. "I'm not sure I would suggest wearing it out... it might draw the kind of attention you don't want from ponies who are walking by you."
"I don't plan on wearing it outside, stud." She winks, placing her hands on the table in such a way that her breasts become more pronounced. "I just thought it'd be a nice treat for you." She glances behind him, her horn lighting up.
"Oh..." One of his ears flicks as he thinks. "Well, you really didn't have to go through the trouble of buying an outfit to wear just to say thanks for studying together..."
Angel blinks, staring at him in stunned silence. She slowly gets up, walking up until she's a yard away, tilting her head to one side. "You... you're not gay, are you?"
He blinks in silence a moment. "What? No! Nothing wrong with it of course, but no, I'm not. Why would you think that?"
She pouts, crossing her arms. "I've been giving you hints, yet you still haven't figured it out..." She sighs, shaking her head and turning away. "Maybe I really was mistaken..."
Rhino stays silent a moment before sighing. "I take it that this is about this whole..." he waves a hand at her, "seduction attempt, as well as your actions yesterday which I thought was just you being physical among friends?"
She tenses up, fur bristling in fear. "You mean... y-you knew?" She doesn't turn around, not wanting him to see how shaken she is.
He continues being frank. "Well, as I said, I thought it was just you being just very physical when you were happy, but the outfit plus what you said makes me rethink that a bit." The stallion turns around, walking over to the bed and sitting down on it. "I'll be honest, I'm not sure what you're going for with all this, but I'll warn you now: I refuse to be part of a 'sex for homework' deal, and I am not a one-night stand."
he finally looks at him, pain in her eyes. "You really think I'm like that?" She strides over, flicking his horn. "I may need help, but I have never pushed my work on others." She sits on his lap, gently rubbing his shoulders with her delicate hands. "And... I'm not looking for a one-night stand. I just... want a chance."
A low hum comes from Rhino as he rolls his shoulders. Still, with his hands flat on the bed to either side of him, he looks at her quizzically. "Sorry for assuming... but I still don't know what it is you want, especially having only just met. What is it you want a chance for?"
Angel bites her lip, blushing gently. "To be with you?"
His blush matches her own, but he still has a curious look. "Why?"
"I... I want to know you, better... I trust you... and..." She averts her eyes, bowing her head shyly. "I don't want to be alone, anymore..."
"Well..." He looks her up and down. "Don't you think you're taking things a little fast for someone you just met?"
She laughs brightly, shaking her head. "This is the least sensual of my costumes. Besides," she reaches down and teasingly strokes the slowly-growing bulge in his shorts, "your little friend doesn't seem to mind."
Rhino stiffens, in more ways than one, at her touch, but shakes his head and looks seriously at her. "He doesn't get the final say. I do."
She flinches, pulling her hand away and nervously tapping her fingers together. "O-okay..."
He sighs, rubbing the bridge of his nose with a few fingers. "Look, I just... this is a lot to take in after a day, you know? I'll be honest, you seem like a nice girl, and you certainly look nice, but this is just... not how I imagined a relationship trying to start. I'm not saying it's a bad thing, it's just sort of not what I expected to happen, certainly not the order I expected."
"Sorry..." She bites her lip, glancing to the side. "I just... never had to start a relationship... everyone always came to me..." She looks up at him, her hands moving to his chest. "It always ended when they... tried to have me..."
"Well, good to know you know how to stop a bad relationship..." Sighing again, he lays back onto the bed, looking up. "I just... I don't know if I can do this..."
"Do what?" She crawls up his body, staring down at him with blue eyes full of concern. "You can tell me."
He replies after a moment, sounding tired. "Be with you... or anypony, for that matter. I just feel like that would be betraying her... even if it's been so long since."
She furrows her brow, frowning slightly. "Her? Her, who?"
"An old friend." The stallion answers. "Might have even been my first friend. We made a promise... and I still feel I owe it to her to keep it..."
Her eyes light up, but she moves away, sitting on the bed next to him. "Oh... you're very considerate of her, aren't you?"
He nods, tilting his head up slightly to look at her. "She was something special. She deserves that much, at least." He shakes his head. "Sorry... you probably don't want to hear all this..."
"No, please, go on." She smiles, pulling him up and placing a pillow under him. "I'd love to hear about this friend of yours. What is she? Pegasus? Unicorn?" She gasps, eyes widening slightly. "Dare I say it - Gryphon?"
He averts his eyes. "It's probably best I don't say..."
She blinks, tilting her head to one side. "Okay..." She sighs, reaching for her nightstand and grabbing the book atop it. "I still wanna know why she was so special... but I suppose that can wait until later." She holds up the book, smiling warmly at him. "For now, we have to study."
"I suppose..." He looks her over again. "What about all that stuff you talked about earlier?"
"I guess, for now..." She takes his hand, gently squeezing it. "I can be patient."
Rhino regards her, his face a bit down as he replies. "You do realize... there a chance nothing will come of this, and we'll just stay the same as we are now: friends?"
"I do." She giggles, leaning down and kissing his forehead. "Either way, I won't mind."
Smiling warmly, he brings her into a hug. "Thank you."
Angel squeaks, squirming from the unexpected action at first before calming down and returning the gesture, nuzzling his cheek. "You're very welcome, Rhino."
He levitates the book above them, flipping it open. "Now... let's see what we have here..."
Silk bursts through the door to her store, closing and locking the door behind her just as quickly. She power-walks through the store, pausing only to stow the box of bits she holds into a small safe under the counter that she uses to house excess bits until she can bring them to the bank or invest them. Now with most of her burden gone, but her breath still labored for other reasons, she heads towards the back, through the employee area, and up the stairwell towards her living area.
With another rough entrance, she tosses her purse onto the couch, only checking to see that the window shades are down before letting her mind wander back to the scene that had gotten her so flustered. As she crosses the room, visions of a petite young unicorn mare dance through her mind, and her clothes just seem to fall off. Shirt, pants, bra, and panties, all of them fall to the floor in a trail, leading to the pegasus splayed out on her stomach on top of her bed.
She lays there, silent for a moment before she speaks to the air. "Angel... filly, how is it that you went from a new customer to this massive presence in my head... stripping naked in front of me without even a second thought..." She flips over, imagining the scene again as she recalls the instant Angel bent down the first time.
The unicorn hooks her thumbs under the band of her panties, glancing over her shoulder at Silk with a playful smile. She slowly pulls the garment off, bending down until she's almost touching the floor. Her tail, previously hiding the teenager's sacred area in an almost teasing manner, flicks to the side as she plants her hands on her bed. She shakes her flanks at the mare, her bubbly voice gaining a seductive edge. "Like what you see?"
Silk moans in reality as she brings up a hand and starts massaging a breast, while in her mind she acts as she wanted to.
The pegasus rises from her chair, quickly walking over to the younger mare and taking her lips with her own. Cupping her hands on both of Angel's cheeks, she explores her mouth with her tongue for a moment before ceasing and resting her head against the unicorn's. "You know I do... Do you want to see something you'll like as well?" One hand alternates between playing with the band of her pants and the bottom of her shirt.
She giggles, placing a hand at the hem of the yellow mare's pants. "I do." She slides her hand inside, squeezing and stroking the hidden cutie mark there as the other pulls Silk into another kiss, deeper and longer than the first.
Silk happily obliges, her eyes closing both in fantasy and in reality as their tongues entwine. Her hands reach down, unable to embrace the white mare if she is to continue to be undressed, but more than willing to explore right now as she firmly grips the shapely white rear.
Angel moans softly into the kiss, her hand moving from the pegasus's neck to one of her wings, stroking just below the base. She leans backward onto the bed, slowly pulling the mare with her until she's laying upon her, her perky white breasts pressed against the fabric covering the other mare's. The unicorn breaks the kiss, giving her a lidded gaze as she softly pants. "You'll make me feel good, won't you?" She slides the other pony's pants down, giggling as she leaves them bunched around her knees.
Silk grins wolfishly down at her, flinging off her shirt and throwing it across the room. "I'll make you feel like a princess." Her hands latch onto both of the other mare's breasts, kneading at them as she starts their tongue war. Down south, her sex is glistening with wetness as it stays nestled in her purple panties. Her hips grind against bare mare under her, trying desperately to sate the burning ache, even as the pants prevent her from spreading her legs and wrapping them around her partner.
The unicorn moans lustfully, reaching around behind the mare and deftly unhooking her bra. Flinging it off to the side, she pulls her close and slides a hand down along her belly. It slips inside her panties and teasingly strokes the outside of her flower while the other runs along the edge of her wing.
Silk gasps as she moves a hand to her marehood to reflect what her fantasy is doing.
Meanwhile, in the day dream, Silk smiles as she looks down at Angel. "Oh~, moving on already? Fine by me." She leans upwards, her breasts now swinging freely over Angel's head as her tongue sticks out and licks the length of her horn before the pegasus suddenly takes it into her mouth.
The teen gasps in a mix of shock and ecstasy, her body spasming for a moment. She licks her lips and pulls one of the soft yellow mounds before her closer, sucking and teasing her nipple enthusiastically. She doesn't hesitate, squeezing her wing and pulling on the tip at the end of each stroke. Her hand dips into the slightly older mare's slit, two fingers spreading her lips and rhythmically pumping into her, her thumb circling the pearl that exposes itself at the top of it.
Silk's eyes roll back into her head from experiencing all these sensations at once. One hand scrambled down Angel's body, trying to get to the Kate's own slit, but it proves to be too far away, leaving it only to clench and spasm with the rest of Silk's body. It's all almost too much as she takes the horn from her mouth and collapses on top of Angel. "So good..."
The unicorn giggles, flipping them over and looking at the mare beneath her, removing her fingers. "Your turn." She turns around so her slit is above Silk's face, her magic lifting the pegasus briefly so Angel can slide her hooves beneath her wings. She looks back, wiggling her rump at her. "It won't be easy for you, though.~" She leans down, spreading the mare's legs apart to reveal her soft, flushed flower. She pauses in her actions, waiting for Silk to come back from the edge.
Regaining her senses, Silk looks up to see those glorious pale petals of Angel's. Her hooves instinctively come up, gripping the cutie marks above her and bringing that wondrous plot closer. She opens her mouth wide and latches it around the area, her tongue licking simultaneously as she gives it a long suck.
The smaller mare coos blissfully, pressing back against her muzzle as her head dips down, taking a slow, teasing lick of the pony beneath her. She rubs her cutie marks gently, pushing further into her slit to taste her. She pulls away, smiling as she touches a hand to her lips, casting a glance over her shoulder. "Delicious. Just like I thought." She then turns and dives back in, licking and sucking fiercely between, even during, moans, a couple fingers thrusting rapidly into her. Yet she would pause each time Silk is about to reach the edge, gripping her hips so she can't try to arch them towards her.
In short, this drives Silk wild. Much like her name, the mare had a slight fetish for being teased, and the sensation of being so close only to be denied the opportunity to do anything about it yourself, leaving it up to your partner, was the greatest instance of teasing. Silk's arms are hugging Angel's nethers to her as she takes out her frustrations by driving her tongue deep into the mare's heavenly flower in thrusting motions before curling it back to bring it out. Her yellow hips clench and squirm in the hold, literally unable to do anything but cause her own flower to wink over and over.
Angel cries out in ecstasy, panting against Silk's flushed mound as her head rests against her inner thigh. "Yes! Oh, I'm almost there!" She reaches down and sucks on her button, having waited for her to calm down almost entirely by this point. Her hooves clench, wrapping around the edge of the pegasus's wings as she hits her climax.
Silk backs out of Angel's tunnel and licks her clit as the younger mare shudders visibly above her. A small trail of fluid leaks out of her swollen lips, which Silk eagerly laps up before she is forced to stop as she finds herself once again skyrocketing towards her own release, only to be denied yet again as Angel lets go of her button. Using the unicorn's fatigue though, Silk suddenly flips the two of them over and herself around so that every part of her is touching the matching part of Angel. Her hips begin grinding against the younger mare's, determined to get release.
The teen grins, quickly wrapping her arms and legs around the yellow pony's body. Even with her exhaustion, she's able to keep Silk from leaning up or moving her hips. She giggles, winking teasingly at her before looking over her shoulder and nodding. Then she pulls the pegasus into another passionate kiss, her tongue slipping inside her mouth.
As she wiggles in the mare's grip, even while she enjoys herself in her mouth, Silk feels the bed shift as if there was a sudden addition of weight at the foot of it. She tries to turn her head, but the unicorn is having none of it and locks her head in place with her passionate kissing. Out of the corners of her eyes, Silk spies two green furry hands bracing themselves to either side of her. Her eyes then widen as she feels a large warm body rest itself on top of hers. Finally, she lets out a small squeak as she feels something hot rest against her aching marehood, her pants and panties still around her legs and pinned by two different bodies now.
The hot phallus plunges all the way into her in a sudden thunderous thrust.
Silk screams out as she presses hard on her clit, thrusting mercilessly into herself with her other hand to the mental image as she finally climaxes. Chemicals rush through her brain as her tunnel is set ablaze for what feels like forever before finally cooling down, the small trail of fluids leaking from it mirroring the ones coming from her mouth as she lays there panting.
As she lays there and feels fatigue setting in, she mutters one last promise to herself. "Never again will I go a year without climaxing..."
Angel is up early the next morning, happily getting ready as the memories of yesterday afternoon fill her mind. "He actually remembers! Oh, I can't believe how lucky I am!" She blissfully sighs, snapping her pendant in place. "Good to know that my costumes won't go to waste, huh, Flick?" She picks up her comb, bringing it up before the silence gives her pause. "Flick?" Confused, she grabs her necklace, pinching the heart-shaped locket between her fingers.
"DAMN IT, GEL, STOP PUTTING ME ON MUTE!"
She cringes, holding her hands up defensively. "S-sorry, Flick. I just forgot."
"Oh, you forgot," the voice snarks at her, "that makes everything better!"
The unicorn groans, rubbing the bridge of her nose. "I had a busy day, yesterday. Some punks peeped on me, and I had two friends over-"
"Oh, I see!" He scoffs, a small thunk resounding from the speaker. "Listen, I can only do so much for you. This guy could be him, but it could also be a huge coincidence! Either way, if you keep ignoring me, then you know what the General will do!"
She squeaks, cowering in fear. "I-I know, but it was an honest mistake!" She whimpers, hugging her backpack to her chest. "I-I'll make sure it doesn't happen again. O-okay?"
There's a long period of silence before he finally responds. "This is your last chance. Not my words. The General's. Don't mess this up, girl."
Angel slumps to the floor, her hand on her head. "Fucking brilliant..."
Later that morning, both Rhino and Angel arrive at her room after class, the mare much more silent and subdued than the green stallion has ever seen her. As he closes the door behind them, he sets his bag on the floor and confronts her. "Angel? Is something bothering you? You've barely said a word to me all day, and you didn't even bother to take notes in class."
She jolts at his words, turning and giving him a small smile. "I-I'm fine... really... besides..." She pulls out her notebook, opening it and turning it to him, revealing a cartoonish doodle of their teacher. "I never take notes, anyways."
"Angel..." He says warningly. "You have to take notes, you can't just expect to remember everything in all your classes. I know I take good notes, but taking them yourself is just as important."
She gives him a flat look, pointing to the book in his hands. "Page one hundred thirty-two, paragraph four, sentence three. 'Manticore are indiginous to the Everfree Forest, yet have been sighted as far away as Vanhoover.' Grammar mistake included."
This silences him quite effectively for a few seconds before he checks the book, seeing she is perfectly correct. "Ok... maybe you can expect to remember..." He frowns. "Still, something's been obviously off about you all day... and since when can you say words like 'indigenous' without having to substitute for a shorter one?"
She squeaks, eyes wide in horror. "Um... I-I don't know what you're implo... impla... talking about!" She backs away, yelping as she trips over a hairbrush and falls flat on her back. Her head soon follows with a thud against the carpet, and she rolls onto her side, holding the back of her head in pain. "Fuck!"
Instantly he puts aside the slight confrontation and moves over to her side. "Woah! That didn't look good..." Eyes full of concern and guilt, he gingerly touches her shoulder and tries to pull her towards him. "Come here... let me see how bad it is..."
She doesn't respond to the touch as expected, curling up into a ball and whimpering softly. Her hands cover the back of her head and her arms hide her face from sight, leaving him in the dark about the true extent of her injury.
Rhino shifts onto his hands and knees, leaning his head down right next to hers. He speaks quiet and gently to her, lightly touching one of her arms with a hand. "Angel? Please, let me help you... I didn't mean for you to get hurt, and I want to make sure it's nothing serious. Please? I just want to help you..."
She stays silent but slowly pulls one of her hands away, gritting her teeth. She looks up at him with one eye, slowly mouthing one word - 'okay'.
He moves into a sitting position before pulling her to him with a gentle touch. While not exactly what he was going for, he ends up with her almost cradled in his lap while she still is in a ball and covers her head in her hands. He rubs the top of one of her hands to silently ask permission to look now.
It pulls away tentatively, grabbing his left hand and holding it for comfort. She trembles against him, her voice, once bubbly, now filled with fear, uncertainty. "I-is it bad, Rhino?"
His free hand gently guides her mane, separating it so he can see through it to the skin. Peering closely, he sees a rapidly swelling pink lump where the impact was, with a bit of purple coloring near the center. Other than that, there doesn't appear to be any damage. He leans back so he can see her face. "It doesn't look too bad, just a lot of swelling and a bit of bruising." He lets out a relieved sigh. "Good thing you didn't hit anything else..."
She sniffles, covering her face. "I'm a mess... I never forget to put my stuff away..." She groans, turning and hugging him tightly. "I'm so sorry..."
"Shh..." He still speaks softly as he hugs her back. "You've got nothing to be sorry for..."
"No... y-you were trying to help..." She nuzzles his cheek, a small, sad smile on her lips. "Thank you..."
He still looks a bit down as he puts his arms under her and stands up, heading toward the bed. "Come on... let's get you comfortable. Do you have bags or ice anywhere?"
"Not really..." She glances at her nightstand, biting her lip. Suddenly what he says clicks, and she turns to look at her desk wincing from the motion. "Actually, I have a small bag in the bottom drawer..."
"Alright, one second and I'll get it." He gently sets her down on her bed before turning around and searching the specified drawer.
Inside, he finds a small book, a bag, and what looks to be a large collar with a bell on it. Reaching in, he pulls out the bag, jingling the bell as he does so.
She jumps, eyes wide as he returns. She covers her face, a small wisp of steam coming off the top of her head. "Um... d-did you find the bag, Rhino?"
He nods, holding it up. "Among a few other thing, yes. Doesn't feel too cold though... what is it?"
"N-nothing, really..." She squirms in place on the bed, feeling his gaze on her. "J-just something to snack on while reading..."
"Ah, I see." He opens up the sealable bag to find the common salty snack of pretzels. "Do you have somewhere you want me to put these? The bag is what I need to use."
"Well..." She looks at the bowl right next to her, gesturing with a hand. "This should be fine, right?"
He nods. "Yeah, that should do fine." He quickly pours the snacks out before turning to her. "I'm just gonna fill this up with some cold water, don't go to sleep though, alright? You might have a small concussion, so just stay in bed until I get back."
She tilts her head to one side, confused. "Why would having a concu... contra... what you said mean I can't sleep?"
"It's just something my Mom always told me. Apparently, there are some times when sleeping with a concussion can make it almost impossible for someone to wake up." He leans down and gives her a hug. "I just want to be sure, you probably don't have one, but better to be safe than sorry."
She nods, grabbing one of the snacks and nibbling on it. "If you say so... then I'll trust you, Rhino..."
"Good." He stands up and smiles at her. "I'll be right back." He steps into her bathroom and after a moment, the sound of the faucet running is heard.
Craning her neck to make sure he can't see her, she opens the drawer and grabs the container within. Popping the lid off, she takes a sip of the white fluid before she quickly closes and stows it back in the nightstand. She sighs softly, feeling a warmth spread through her body. "Better..."
Rhino returns momentarily with a swishing bag of water in hand. "Alright, let's get you resting your head on this and it should help with both swelling and pain."
"O-okay..." She pats the bed next to her, inviting him to sit. "Could you... hold me for a bit? Please?"
His chocolate brown eyes soften as he lays down easily on the bed. "Sure..."
She smiles warmly, scooting so she's up against him. She rests her head on his chest, nuzzling him as she gets herself comfortable.
Rhino chuckles, putting an arm around her and stroking her mane, avoiding the spot she hit. "Somehow I knew you were a cuddler."
She laughs, her tail moving to drape over his legs. "Is that a bad thing?"
"Not at all." He adjusts himself slightly to get more comfortable.
"Good." She sighs blissfully, rubbing his shirt with an idle hand. "It's something my friend encouraged... because it always made him blush..." She peeks an eye open, carefully watching his face. "He always looked cute when he blushed..."
His eyes narrow at heer challengingly. "Oh yeah? Well, considering what I saw of you in the first two days we knew each other, I might be getting immune to those charms of yours. What do you say to that?" His mouth forms into a sly smirk.
"I'll say nothing." She gives him a lidded gaze, tensing her body in preparation. "I'll do this." She swiftly moves forward, pulling him into a brief yet tender kiss.
As she breaks the lip contact, his eyes are wide and his face is so red you would almost think it was his coat color. His mouth opens and closes silently a few times before words come out. "Well played..."
She giggles, tapping him on the nose. "Don't act like that was your first kiss, Rhino."
"Well, no, it wasn't." He admits. "But it's not like you expect your friends to sneak ones on you."
"True." She smiles, touching foreheads with him. "Not everyone has a friend like me, though. I enjoy affection." She pauses, tapping her chin thoughtfully. "You could say I thrive on it."
He quietly laughs. "I guess that makes you an uncommon friend. I'll have to make sure to keep you around. Speaking of keeping you around, though," he nods towards the water bag he's holding to her head with magic, "How's that feeling?"
"A lot better. Thank you." She pulls away, letting her weight shift to her hips as she sits up. "You know... I hope my childhood friend is as fun as you are..." She puts her hands on his chest, propping herself up so she's sitting on top of him and with her legs on each side of his waist. "It's been so long since we've last seen each other... he might not even recognize me..."
He smiles back at her, one of his hands playing with a lock of her mane as it hangs down to one side. "Well, that's a shame. I think you're pretty fun, too. You certainly make things interesting."
"That's so sweet." She blushes gently, leaning down and touching noses with him. "Your friend is definitely lucky. If you didn't have that promise with her, I'd snap you up in a heartbeat." Her tail teasingly brushes along his legs, and she tucks her head under his chin.
His hands naturally fold down onto her back, one of them rubbing in small circles as he replies. "Well, for what it's worth, if I didn't have that promise to her, I'd probably take you up on that." A small chuckle escapes him. "What do you mean, you 'would' though? I seem to recall a pantsless, loose-shirt wearing, then a cheerleader version of you trying awfully hard to do so already."
"Yes," she smirks, hugging him a little tighter, "and she would've succeeded in another set of circumstances." Angel goes quiet for a moment, her hand tracing circles in the exposed fur of his chest. "Just out of curiosity... what, exactly, would you draw the line at?"
"Hmm..." He thinks for a moment. "Well, at this point, since we're both fairly comfortable and we know that we aren't going to end up in a relationship for the foreseeable future... I'd say anything above seeing each other's private bits is fair game."
"Poo." She props herself up slightly, pouting playfully at him. "I wanted to see if what they said was true," she grabs one of his hands, smiling coyly, "if you know what I mean."
The stallion blinks, confused. "I'm not exactly sure I do..."
The white mare frowns, quirking an eyebrow. "You've never heard the old mare's tale about stallions with big hands?"
His eyes widen in understanding just in time for him to roll them. "Ah, one of those. You mean that thing they also say about big hooves, big ears, long horns, big wings, and thick tails?" He wiggles each part in question as he says them, if he has it.
"Yes, and I noticed," she puts her small hand against his larger hand, smirking a bit, "what big hands you have. So I naturally got curious." She tilts her head, letting his arm drop. "May I see? I promise I won't touch... unless you want me to." She sticks her tongue out at him.
He is still smiling at this, but there's a hint of nervousness now. "I... don't think I'm comfortable with that. Sorry..." His ears fold back. "It's just a very personal area... you understand, right?"
She visibly deflates but nods, letting herself lay on his chest again. "If that's what you wish, I'll respect it... though you have to admit..." She giggles, grabbing his hand and moving it from his side to her flank. "You having big hands and a big horn are testing my restraint... and I doubt you'd disappoint..."
He lets his hand stay where she puts it, but doesn't make a move to use it yet. "You and your teasing with statements I don't have a version to use on you." His eyes look to the ceiling a moment. "At least, I don't think there are any about mares..." He shrugs, looking back at her and regaining his smile quickly.
"I can't think of any." She laughs, shaking her head. "I honestly don't mind if you touch me anywhere... as long as you don't go inside."
He raises an eyebrow at her. "Are you seriously saying if I asked for a grope session, you'd oblige? I mean, I'm not, but I'm just making sure I understood you right."
"Maybe." She looks up at him, smiling softly. "I was thinking more along the lines of a full-body massage, though. Yoga causes a few knots to form from holding poses... kinda ironic, huh?"
"A bit..." He raises a hand and lightly touches her nose with it. "Is that your way of asking for a massage?"
She blushes, gently kissing his finger. "If you wouldn't mind, Rhino."
He chuckles, stroking her mane. "Well, far be it from me to deny a request from an injured lady... and friend."
"Thank you." She sits up, pausing momentarily with her hands on her shirt. "...could you get a couple towels from the bottom drawer of the dresser? I hear that massages work better if there's no fabric in the way... but I don't want you to be uncomfortable, either."
"Alright, but... you'll have to quit straddling me so I can get up." He points downward to their current position.
"Fair enough." She gets off him and immediately takes off her shirt, revealing her bra-less chest to the cool air of the bedroom. She stretches, pointing to the bathroom. "There's also some massage oil in the bathroom. I haven't tried it, but I hear that it helps with this."
"O...k..." The stallion's eyes are wide as he suddenly has a full view of the white mounds and their pink summits. His brain seems to have almost completely shut down as he has yet to move an inch even though he is no longer pinned.
Angel hops to her hooves and pulls her yoga shorts down, revealing electric blue panties for a brief second before she sits back down. She slides it the rest of the way off, tossing them into a hamper by the closet. She turns to Rhino, smiling warmly and stroking the top of his head. "You almost look as cute as my friend when you blush."
Rhino seems to melt into the bed as she rubs his mane, a quiet murmur coming from him as his eyes gaze up and down her. "I'm... finding less and less reason to leave the bed..."
She blinks, tilting her head to one side. She smiles coyly, leaning down until her lips were mere inches from his. "It seems I found a weak spot." She quickly closes the distance, kissing him deeply yet never pushing further than the muzzle. She breaks it soon enough, giggling brightly and pulling away. "I would love to have that massage, though... and I know you want to touch these." She cups her breasts, the nipples poking out between her fingers. "Am I right?"
He doesn't offer any resistance to the kiss, neither is he really trying to look away anymore. His words though, take a moment to get the message. "No.. I don't ne-..." His head tilts downward, as if in shame. "Yes..."
She smiles softly, tilting his head up by the chin. "Don't be so upset. Think of it as... learning how to treat your mare right." She nods, gesturing to him. "Like learning how a massage can make both of you feel better."
"Umm... ok... I guess I should go get that oil..." He looks at her questioningly. "Where did you say those towels were?"
"That depends." She smiles, leaning back on an arm propping her up. "Do you still think we need them? You did say you wanted to feel the girls, after all." She teasingly winks at him. "Not much point in modesty after that, don't you agree?"
"I... guess I did... I guess we don't need them..." His blush is more of a constant level now, but as the stallion stands up, shuffling his legs a bit, his overall demeanor is best described as like a foal looking at a pool for the first time: nervous, but optimistic about learning something new. He walks to the bathroom and begins sifting through the cabinets to find the oil.
She waits for the sound of toiletries clattering before she slips off her panties. She quickly lays on her stomach, her tail laying between her legs to hide her nudity. She calls over her shoulder to him. "Behind the mirror, stud!"
The sound of a little more clattering occurs before he calls back. "Found it!" He walks back into the room, reading the back of the bottle as he comes back over to her. "Well, easy application... just put on and rub in, starts out cold and warms with motion."
She glances at him, smiling coyly. "Are there any warnings on there, Rhino?"
"Umm... let's see..." His eyes glance back and forth along the bottle before arriving at the relevant section. "Warning: contents may stain some fabrics or render them stiff."
"Oh," she giggles, covering her lips, "we can't have you ruining your clothes, can we?" She shifts on the bed a bit, biting her lip in anticipation.
He bites his own lip, but for different reasons. "I guess I like this shirt... and pants... that's it though, not going full bare." He puts one arm to the bottom corner of his shirt and slips it off with one motion, revealing not the most muscular chest, but still one of nice shape and what appears to be a thicker layer of fur than most stallions, but it's consistent instead of concentrated in the middle. His pants soon follow, revealing extremely shapely legs along with that same level of thicker fur. Also now seen is his choice of undergarment, a sort of cross between boxers and briefs that look soft but still supporting as they grip his thighs while still looking like just a really short pair of shorts. His blush intensifies as he stands there, looking at the ground.
Angel's eyes grow wide, and her jaw drops. "W-wow... you look amazing..." Her eyes fall to his underwear, a brief flicker of disappointment crossing her face before she clears her throat. "I assume you know the basics of massaging a pony?"
He nods. "Just from what I've assumed or heard of: apply varying amounts of pressure to stiff muscles in different ways in order to relax them?"
"Yes, but there's going to be one more thing for you to do, today..." She smirks playfully. "You're also trying to make me feel better, but regular massage makes me tired." She giggles, letting her head lower to the comforter. "That means you also have to find ways to get me off. Think you can do that?"
A twitch occurs in a section of his dark boxer-briefs as he asks. "Excuse me? Can you repeat that last part? I'm not sure I heard you right..."
"I want you," she points to him, "to make me orgasm. I've never had one, and I'd like to know what it feels like." She smiles, bringing her arm back under her head. "If you do, I'll let you play with my breasts to your heart's content. Does that sound fair?"
"I... that's..." The stallion stands in place next to her, the bottle of oil in one hand as he looks over her, indecision clear in his eyes. "That... that's a bit more than a massage... and, I'm not even sure that's possible without going to more... intimate... areas..."
"Please?" She pouts at him, giving him her best puppy-eyes look. "I know it's possible... I've just... never touched myself..." She blushes brightly, embarrassed by her own words.
Rhino cringes a bit as he feels the puppy-eyes working their mysterious magic on him, despite the less-than-innocent goal of their usage. "I... guess I could give it my best shot..."
"Thank you." She sighs in relief, relaxing herself. "Just... do what feels right... I'm sure you'll do great."
"Ok... I guess I'll get started..." As he takes a the last step to get him right next to her as she lays on the bed, he glances downward and notices something that makes that section of his underwear twitch again. "I see you... got comfortable while I was gone..."
"Yep." She peeks open an eye, smiling coyly at him. "I thought it'd be best. Besides, they were hiding my cutie marks, and I wanted you to see it."
He looks downward again, noting the golden halo cutie marks on both her flanks. "Halos... seems appropriate." He straightens up, taking a deep breath as he centers himself and starts choosing where to begin. "What do they mean?"
"They represent my desire to help others... do good in the world." Her tail flicks briefly from her anticipation. "What does yours mean? What is it, even?"
"Well, it's-" A hand goes toward his cutie mark before he catches himself and realizes what showing it would be close to revealing along with it and withdraws the hand quickly. "It represents my ability with runic magic and shows how my emotions are connected to almost everything I do."
"Really? Interesting..." She waits for a bit longer before sighing and taking Rhino's hand with her magic. She puts it on her shoulder before her aura disperses. "Just start it like you would a normal massage. Just... be sure to cover most of my body... please?"
"Ok..." He takes his other hand and mirrors the first's position on her other shoulder. He starts to squeeze repeatedly, pressing down with and rolling his palms almost like he is kneading dough out of her soft-coated shoulders.
She groans quietly, the action making her start to feel relaxed. "That's... good..." Her eyes close as a small smile forms on her face.
Rhino continues working on her shoulders for a minute before he levitates the oil over. Moving his hands out of the way, he pours a small line of the oil across both shoulders before putting them back and starting to rub it in, the oil floating nearby.
She gasps, shivering under his hands. She clenches the comforter, whimpering softly. "T-that's cold!"
"Sorry... it said to give it a moment..." He starts massaging in horizontal motions just under her shoulder blades. "Supposedly also makes your coat shiner."
"S-shinier? I suppose that..." Her voice trails off into a soft moan as it heats up and his hands continue their work. "Oh... that's much better..."
A certain part of the stallion's anatomy reacts to her moan as he continues pressing into her. As he finishes with the current part of her back, he brings the oil over again, repeating his earlier actions of pouring lines on her and then starting to rub them in. He comes across a particularly hard part of her back muscles and leans further over her, bearing down on the spot harder than he has been, but still trying not to hurt her.
She grits her teeth at first, feeling slight pain from the unexpected increase in pressure. Soon, however, as the stallion's hands start to loosen the knot, she starts feeling a lot better, moaning as pleasure starts returning to the front of her mind. Her tail raises slightly, but she doesn't notice with what he's doing.
So focused is Rhino on his battle with her muscles that he doesn't notice part of his own anatomy raising as well a her moans grace his ears. He shifts his hands as he starts working from a different direction, the knot almost gone. His hands are now perpendicular to her spine, his fingers extending over her sides and almost to her ribs as his palms work.
Feeling where his fingers are, Angel smiles coyly as her horn lights up. As soon as the mass of muscle is kneaded out, her magic grabs his hands and moves them just enough to touch the sides of her ample chest. She giggles, a small blush forming on her cheeks despite her seductive expression. "A taste of what to expect, stud. You're doing great so far." Her magic lets go of his hands, letting him continue his work.
His blush returns from where it was almost gone, but he smiles as well, getting into the situation he finds himself in. With another application of oil, he starts working on her lower back, running his hands in circles, then down either side of her spine, before curling back upwards just above her rear.
She coos and shivers, enjoying the sensations going through her body. Each time he avoids her flanks she groans and arches her back, trying to get him to touch her. She peeks an eye open at him, pouting at the smile on his face. "T-tease..."
He just grins back, still not noticing the increased tightness in his undergarments every time she makes a sound. "Like you're one to talk." He works his hands on her sides just above her waist, squeezing repeatedly.
She moans, squirming a bit in his grip. "P-please? I just..." She bites her lip, finding it harder to act in control when he's doing so well with his hands. "I-I want you to rub my c-cutie marks..."
He pauses his hands as he looks at her. "Are you sure? It's kind of a personal area..."
She nods, looking up at him. "I-I'm sure, Rhino... I-I trust you..."
"Ok..." He pours a bit of oil into each of his hands, rubbing them together to warm it up a bit before he carefully lays them on her matching marks. He can't help but press into the slightly as each of his individual fingers does the same. His eyes locked onto them, he begins squeezing and massaging them in circular motions.
She moans even more, pushing her hips up towards him in an attempt to help him. Her tail moves up and teasingly rubs along his chin before laying across her back, letting him get to her legs. She doesn't consider what else this does, however.
As his eyes follow the motion of her tail, they inevitably trail to the now exposed base of it, and what lies beneath. Instantly his hands grip her marks and don't let go as he looks, entranced for a moment before he summons the will to rip his head away and looks towards the wall. Meanwhile, his lower head has reached full mast at the sight and is actually pulling his underwear away from his body in an extreme example of tenting.
She whines, moving a hand back to touch one of his. "W-why'd you stop, Rhino?"
He mutters as he continues looking away, still gripping her hips. "Because I have to look to massage... and it's rude to stare... and I'm not sure I can stop myself from looking that close to it..."
Angel goes quiet for a moment, thinking of his words. Slowly, she starts to giggle, then laugh, shaking her head. "I don't mind if you stare, silly. I, well... I think it's flattering." She shakes her rump at him, moving her hand and his in circles on her cutie mark. "As long as you only look and don't touch me down there, I'm perfectly fine with it. Okay?"
"I..." He swallows. "I guess... standard teasing rules... look but don't touch..." Turning his head back as he finishes working on her marks, he actually feels the twinge in his loins as his member knows he sees what it considers the prize, yet does nothing with it.
"Don't forget my flanks, Rhino." She smiles, moving her hand away from his and back to her pillow. "I'd like them to get 'shinier', too."
"Right..." He moves his hands, putting a small amount of oil on her heart-shaped flanks before starting to dig into the with his fingers. The slightly cushiony flesh molds under his firm touch as he starts to grope and massage.
She coos happily, pushing back into his hands. "Yes... just like that..." She actually ends up slightly on her hands and knees, her belly and hips raised off the bed. She doesn't care, though, as his fingers simply feel magical to her and are all she can think of at the moment.
Her sounds sending a shiver down his spine, Rhino decides to stick around on these spots a bit more. He continues playing with her pure white flanks as if he was making angelic dough. Leaning down, he freely lets himself enjoy all aspects of the moment, from sight to sound.
Angel is starting to lose herself in the sensation, moaning wantonly as her eyes cross in ecstasy. Soon enough she starts to get wet, and she's bucking into his grip in her need, her flanks jiggling slightly each time.
Some subtle hormone shifts in the stallion's brain urge him onward, and he does so. He begins bending and unbending his arms as me massage in order to pump them into her flanks as she too pumps upward. His expression gets a bit more hungry as he continues, loving every second of this.
She looks over her shoulder at him, her tongue hanging out. She gulps, blushing brightly. "Please, Rhino... h-harder..." She cries out softly as his hands squeeze her, bringing a pillow to her mouth and biting on it, only slightly muffling her sounds.
He obliges, pushing against her and pressing her into the bed with every pump of his arms now. He has started fully release and regripping in different positions now, sometimes squeezing from below and pushing up, sometimes pushing together, and other times just pressing them flat. His member is positively throbbing at the show despite it's lack of contact with it.
She glances down, her glazed eyes catching sight of his pulsing member. "D-don't stop..." Humming to herself, she brings up a hoof and gently presses it against his groin, rubbing it tenderly in an attempt to cop a feel and get him off at the same time. "Y-you're almost... mmm... there..."
He continues working her, his breathing becoming harder as he expends energy. However, after the first reflexive thrust of his hips, despite his member's complaints, he actually shakes his head and puts her hoof back where it was with a bit of magic. To keep it there, he redoubles his efforts to massage her flanks, speeding up his rhythm.
Angel whines briefly before he speeds up, gasping and moaning loudly and lewdly, even through her pillow biting. She smirks and spreads her legs apart, just enough for him to see her glistening, winking slit.
Rhino's nostrils flare as he bears down on her, determined to drive her over the edge as he literally gets tunnel vision for her. His breath wafts over her back as he works her, the bed bouncing up and down with his movements.
Unable to take the sensations any longer, she cries out as she goes over the edge. Her flower quivers as her juices splash out onto Rhino's boxers and the bed behind her.
The stallion grins wolfishly as he feels her soak him, even as some part of him feels slightly disappointed that the fun is over. To give her flanks a rest, he starts gently rubbing her legs, giving their insides a squeeze when he gets to them.
She immediately squirms in his hands, laughing as he goes over the inside of her right thigh. "C-careful! I-I'm ticklish!"
He lightly scratches down the backs of her legs with his nails. "And apparently a squirter... and a screamer."
She blushes brightly, stumbling over her words for a moment. "I-I didn't know I was... t-that was my first climax..."
He softly massages her calves as he responds. "Was it good?"
"Y-yes..." She glances down, smiling playfully. "I think your... little friend wants you to feel it..." She giggles, covering her mouth to hide her smirk. "Though maybe 'little' isn't the right word for him?"
Rhino looks down, finally acknowledging the erect part of him that threatens to tear his boxer-briefs off if he doesn't do something, especially since they're soaked with mare juices. "Oh... umm... sorry about that..."
"Again, I take it as a compliment." She slowly gets up, moving into a kneeling position. "It means you think I'm sexy, right?" She winks at him, putting her hands on her flank and squeezing her plush posterior. "That you like what you see?"
The mass in his shorts twitches as he responds. "Yes..." He runs his hands up and down her legs one more time before stopping.
The white mare sighs softly, turning around with a playful smile. "Well, you definitely earned your reward." She cups his cheek with one hand, leaning up and kissing him tenderly. "The question is, do you want it now..." She lays back on the bed, giving him a lidded gaze as she runs a hand down her side. "Or do you want to finish the job before then, and get a little more in return?"
As he gazes on the luscious form before him, he finally gets his stallionhood to agree to patience. Smiling at her, he floats the oil over again. "I think I'll finish the job..."
"Good choice." She smiles, letting her legs part slightly and her arms rest at her sides. "Now, where would you like to start, stud?"
"Well... I'm already down here..." He pours some oil into his hands. "Might as well works my way up." Slapping his oiled digits onto her, he starts rubbing up and down the lower half of her legs.
She closes her eyes, cooing dreamily at his motions. "Okay... you know better than I do what's best, right now..."
He just smiles as he leans over her, working his hands over her knees then starting on her upper legs. Teasingly, he makes sure to always get her inner thighs, but diverts when he nears her flower, swooping around her thighs then back down, getting close but not touching.
She struggles not to laugh and gasp each time he goes over her inner thighs, becoming slightly frustrated each time he avoids her flushed slit. She smiles weakly at him, spreading her legs a bit more for him. "You know... you're making it... h-hard to not want your touch... down there..."
Smirking, he plays with her waistline, using her fingers like he is playing a piano. "Well, good to know I've got some skill at this... Besides, think of this as... rewarding you for all that teasing you do to me." He does a series of small swirls just above her flower before retreating and relathering his hands with oil.
She pants softly, looking up at him with her bright blue eyes. "I'm starting to want... a different reward..." She giggles, eyeing the still-stiff lump in his underwear. "That's not hurting you, is it? Being cooped up in there?"
As he starts working on the sides of her thighs, he admits. "It is getting a bit uncomfortable... undergarments aren't really meant to restrain a stallion's... stallionhood, without wearing pants or something over it..."
"Well," she smiles coyly, reaching up and stroking his mane with a hand, "we both know one way you can be comfortable again... but do you want to do it?" She rubs his ear, tickling the tip of it. "Are you willing to trust me... as much as I trust you?"
"I..." His eyes wander down to her flower, which she is freely showing him. Looking back up to her, he swallows nervously. "Ok..." Walking around to her side, which he needed to do anyway to reach her top half, he turns around on the spot, taking a breath before pulling his last garment down and turning around. Rhino blushes and looks away from her face as his member seems pleased to be out in the open, it's entire green mass stretching from where it was slightly folded in it's previous holding.
She stares at this, eyes wide in shock. "W-wow... I didn't think it'd be this big..." She tears her eyes away, smiling shyly up at him. "I... I guess those old mare tales are true, huh?"
He shrugs self-consciously, still turned away. "I wouldn't know... I don't make a habit of comparing it with others..."
Her fingers twitch reflexively, but she has enough control to keep them by her sides. "Really? Not even during high school? The locker rooms?"
He shakes his head, turning back to her. "There weren't many times I had to use one, I kept my back to them and changed quickly. I really have no interest in seeing another stallion's junk."
"I suppose that's fair, but I have no issues with looking." She smirks playfully before a thought occurs, her eyes moving to his hips. "What about their cutie marks? Did you ever see those?"
"Occasionally out of the corner of my eye," he admits. "So, umm... is this alright? Me... being like this? Out, I mean?"
"I don't mind." She brings a hand to his hip, tracing the design found there. "I'm more curious about this, right now. You said it was... about how your heart is in everything you do?"
He nods. "Yes... that's what that part means. Not exactly the most macho thing for a stallion to have on their hip, but I've always been proud of it."
"I like it. It's really... unique. Just like you." She smiles warmly and looks up at him, winking teasingly. "How did you get it?"
As he steps up to her, the oil floating next to him and his member pointing over her, he responds. "In short... I discovered how to use runes."
"That explains the circle..." She rubs her thumb over the heart, quirking an eyebrow. "But what about this?"
"I'll admit... that part is a bit more vague, but," he squirts a bit of oil on her stomach, starting to rub it in, "I kind of knew that part before I got my mark. It just... seemed to confirm it for me."
"I..." She frowns, brow furrowing slightly. "I don't understand... how did you know before getting it?"
"It’s a bit difficult to explain... a sort of combination of extreme empathy," he does a bit of massaging on her ribs, "always weighing my emotions with the same weight as my mind," he starts stroking horizontally across her, just grazing the underside of her chest mounds, "a bunch of things adding up I guess."
She grabs his hands, smiling playfully at him. "Now, now, you're so close to being done. Don't jump to the reward just yet." She lets him go and bites her lip, thinking a bit before asking her next question. "This empathy... thingy... does it have to do with that friend of yours?"
He raises an eyebrow at her as he squeezes the area all around her mounds but doesn't touch them anymore, even sliding one hand to get between them at one point. "What do you mean?"
"Didn't you say you made her a promise?" She scratches the side of her head, confused. "That sounds like something a pony with empathy would do... or at least kindness..."
"Oh, I guess so..." He goes silent as he runs his hands up and down her sides. "I really don't think about it too much, it's just who I am."
"Don't discou... desco... think so little of yourself." She smiles softly, running her hand up his thigh and through his fluffy fur. "You're one of a kind, a loving pony anyone would be lucky to have as their stallion."
"Heh, thanks." He smiles at her as he puts one last bit of oil on his hands. "I wasn't thinking little of myself though, I just didn't think it was that big of a deal because it's who I am, so it's not like I'm going to stop being me."
She blinks, staring blankly at him before her cheeks turn rose-red in embarrassment. "Oh. W-well, that's a good choice, Rhino."
"I'm glad you think so." He firmly rubs the top of her chest and shoulders, meaning he is looking almost straight down at her face the whole time. Rhythmically squeezing, he sweeps across just below her neck before turning back and working the very tops of her shoulders.
She closes her eyes, moaning softly as she lets herself focus on his hands once more. Her own slips, but she's able to catch it at the edge of his groin before pulling away, slightly ashamed it got that close.
His member throbs again just above her, but Rhino doesn't notice as he finishes up. He nods and wipes his hands on his legs to get the excess oil off himself. "I think that's it. Every part of you, save those I wasn't supposed to touch, is now shiny and, hopefully, relaxed."
"Thanks, but you aren't exactly done." She grabs one of his hands, stopping him from wiping it off completely. "You still have one more spot... or, should I say, two?" She smirks coyly, cupping her breast with her free hand. "I did say you could play as much as you want with them, didn't I?"
Even though his length twitches, the stallion rubs the back of his head and averts his eyes. "Oh, that's okay... I'm not gonna hold you to that, especially since I just got done touching pretty much every other part of you..."
Angel quirks her eyebrow at him. "Nervous, are we? Let me help you with that." She smiles warmly, bringing his hand down and pressing it up against her soft breast.
Slowly, reflexively, his hand curls around it and his eyes lock onto it. He starts squeezing it similar to how he was working her body, but now it has more of a sense of exploration behind it instead of purpose. His other hand comes around and latches onto her other breast, leaving him leaning over her as he feels her mounds.
She coos happily, squeezing her thighs together in a futile attempt to hide her growing arousal. "Ooh... just like that, Rhino..."
As his hands continue groping, he even lowers his muzzle to the mounds, nuzzling them tenderly along their pink summits. He moves his palms to lay flat over them before pressing down and swirling them around.
The mare's breath hitches, a gasp cutting off her train of thought. She moans blissfully, rubbing the back of his head. "You know... I wouldn't mind if y-" She squeaks, her tail wrapping around her legs. "You wanted to... use your mouth..." She smiles sweetly, continuing to stroke his mane, moving up from his crest to his crown.
He doesn't respond verbally. Instead, he moves one of his hands off the top of a breast and nuzzles it again, though this time, afterwards he sticks out his tongue and gives it a lick.
She squeals, arching her back to push her breast against his lips. "Y-yes! Just like that!"
His rod stands as tall as it can, but to no avail as it continues being ignored. The stallion's mouth meanwhile, gets its desire as his lips lock around the pert nipple and give it a suck, even licking it at the same time.
She wraps her arms around his head, gasping and moaning lustfully. She can't think enough to put words together, instead pulling him closer and further over the bed. She cranes her neck up and licks along his horn, so lost she is in the ecstasy he's giving her.
Rhino stiffens until her tongue leaves his horn, but others than he continues his ministrations to the most wonderful of pillows. However, another problem presents itself, forcing him to tap her hand as he surfaces. "Hey... would you mind if I got on the bed? Standing and doing this at this angle is kind of killing my back..."
She doesn't answer, instead scooting over along the bed to give him some room. However, with it being a small bed, this doesn't leave much for her to cover before her elbow bumps the wall.
Still, it's enough for him as he quickly scoots onto the bed, sighing in relief as he lays flat on his back. After a moment, he rolls onto his side again, hands once more on her pillows as he nuzzles the one has hasn't given as much attention to.
Angel turns to face him, making it easier for him to get to her breast. She smiles and strokes the back of his head, trying to ignore the object tapping against her inner thigh almost rhythmically.
His ears pricked, Rhino switches tactics again. His muzzle backs off and his hands once again take center stage as his starts massaging and pressing into the mounds, now squeezing the pert pink tops in between his fingers.
She gasps, surprised by the sudden change, but doesn't object to it. She bites her lip, trying to keep her sounds of pleasure to herself.
As he continues playing, Rhino looks up at her, wondering why she suddenly got quieter. Seeing her holding it in, he narrows his eyes and pushes her breasts together before starting to suck and lick both nipples at once to try and force sound out of her.
She cries out, her legs instinctively clamping together as she tries to keep herself in check. This traps a certain part of the stallion's anatomy between her thighs, but she's too busy fighting to regain control of herself to notice.
The sudden warmth and pressure around his length causes Rhino to stop what he is doing and looks down to make sure the unthinkable hadn't happened. Luckily, it hadn't, but the situation still makes him pause for a moment. His shaft however, has no such qualms as it pulses merrily next to an equivalent source of heat from the mare.
Feeling him stop, the mare whimpers, pressing against his hands. As a result, her lower body slides forward as well, and her tail tickles against the tip of his pride. She doesn't pay attention to this, however, pulling his chin up and kissing him passionately, wanting him to continue his ministrations.
Sufficiently distracted, the stallion lets himself fall into the kiss, bringing his arms around her and pulling her close. As their bodies press together, his pride pokes out from under her tail, held tight between her legs just as her breasts are now held tight against his chest.
Angel whines, bucking her hips up against his and rubbing her chest against him. She grabs his higher hand and pulls it down from her back to her flank, wanting him to continue his actions.
His hand automatically starts groping and caressing her flank, pushing them together as much as possible. Meanwhile, he rolls onto his back, taking her with him. His remaining hand now slides between them, now free since gravity keeps them pinned now. It starts playing with a breast the same way he plays with her flank. The entire time they still kiss.
She openly moans into his lips, her tongue pressing against his lips. Even though he has a hand on her rump, she continues to slide her hips up and down, her thighs holding his stiff length tightly as she unconsciously acts on the need to give him pleasure as well.
Rhino lets out a groan, which opens his mouth, beginning the tongue war between the two of them. Feeling her warm wetness rubbing against the side of his shaft, he begins bucking upwards with his hips, bouncing hers when he does so.
She smiles happily, deepening the kiss as her hands cup his cheeks. She moves so she's propping herself up on her knees, allowing him to be the one to thrust between her thighs, her tail swishing behind her and teasing the head when it pokes out.
This serves to work him up quite well, according to his ever increasing thrusts as they slap against her thighs. His back arcs in his pleasure so that his stallionhood grazes everything on its motions now, from flower to rosebud. His hand gets in on it too, pushing her hips down to meet each upward thrust.
Angel giggles and moans, breaking the kiss and pressing her forehead against his. She doesn't even try to hide the sounds of her ecstasy, angling her head just enough to prevent her horn from clacking against his as she leans back in, licking along his lips before sealing them with her own once more.
After more of this, small grunts start coming out of Rhino's mouth as his thrusting becomes harder and faster. The hand on her chest snakes back out and places itself flat on her back, pressing her into him as hard as it can.
Seeing him nearing his peak, she crosses her ankles, tightening the grip of her thighs around him even more to help him along. She pulls away, smiling coyly down at him. "That's right, Rhino... give it everything you got..."
His eyes sharpen as lunges forward, mouth latching onto one of her breasts. At the same time, both hands grip her flanks and pound her onto him as he thrusts a few more times before giving a groan around his mouthful of mare. His shaft starts flooding his seed into her tail, quite a lot too from how long it had to build up.
She coos softly, running her fingers through his mane. "There you go... I hope that was enjoyable for you..." She kisses the tip of his horn, not minding how she was left wanting more. She lets him go, her free hand starting to move around her back before she stops, conflicted. She ends up taking his left hand instead of her original option and squeezing gently.
Rhino pants as he lays his head back down, his length still where it was as he squeezes her hand back. "Heh... Not what I expected when I came to meet you today... Can't say I didn't enjoy it though." He leans up and places a kiss on her neck.
She shivers from the kiss, biting her lip to stifle a moan. "Y-you're welcome." She places a hand on his chest, pushing him away enough to look into his eyes. "This... this isn't going to be a one-time thing... is it? I mean... I-I don't want a one-time stand, after all..."
He places a single finger on her mouth to silence her. "Relax, that's what you had me massage you for, right? Listen... I don't want this to be a one-night, or in this case morning, stand either. But... we both agreed to be just very good friends for now. Maybe, since we're both single, we consider this a sort of... friends with benefits arrangement, but we don't go all the way? This way we both get the... physical release... as well as affection, until we find ourselves with significant others?"
The mare blinks in surprise but smiles, feeling a familiar tingling sensation fill her body. She nods, pulling his hand away and leaning in for another kiss, pausing just an inch away from his lips. "Um... I know we said no touching... you know... but is it alright now, considering..." She trails off, averting her eyes in her embarrassment.
He blushes, nodding. "Yeah... Just sort of passed that point, didn't we? Perhaps..." he lightly presses his lips to hers for a moment, "we consider everything as practicing? What do you think the line should be?"
She gulps, reaching her hand back and gently touching his pride. "How about... deciding what is acceptable, first?"
The still-hard organ twitches, but its owner doesn't mind. "We both have to be comfortable with it, right?"
"I think that's fair." She taps her chin, thinking a bit. "Would you be alright with me... doing this?" Her hand tenderly wraps around his length, stroking slightly as she blushes a bit. She appears to forget he's there for a moment, turning to look at what's in her hand. "I... didn't realize how soft this could be... even while hard..."
Ignoring that last part, Rhino hums happily as his length pulses in time with her strokes. "I'm fine with that... Does the inverse apply to you? Can I touch yours?"
She smiles coyly, letting go of his pride and taking his hand in hers. "I don't know." She moves it so his fingers are right between her flower and her pucker, winking playfully at him before moving her own hand lower. "Can you?"
He smiles back just as playfully, pushing on the between spot with a finger. "I'm not sure... I seem to have missed..." Suddenly his finger strokes one swollen petal. "There they are..."
She squeaks, quickly covering her mouth in embarrassment. "O-okay... w-what about this?" She leans up, licking his horn from base to tip, kissing it before pulling away to see his reaction.
He has to forcibly uncross his eyes afterward, but still nods. "Odd... But fine... You?" He repeats the action, but to her white horn.
Her body collapses from the lick, suddenly limp. "I-It's... good..."
He smiles at her reaction, kissing her on the end of the nose. "Alright... umm... what else to cover..."
"I can... think of one thing..." She struggles to prop herself up with her arms, smiling impishly at him. "How good are you... with your mouth?"
He thinks a moment before answering. "Well, suffice to say, my work on your chest was just me winging it." He wags his tongue teasingly.
"Good." She grabs his tongue with a wet finger, winking at him. "How about... elsewhere?"
He reclaims his tongue when she lets go of it, an odd but not unpleasant taste on it. "I... think I'll warm up to the idea. It's probably one of those things I'll get into when we're in the moment."
She nods, giggling brightly. "Then I have no qualms with using mine... elsewhere." She gets up and turns over, laying her back against his belly and her head against his chest. "I can't think of anything else... can you?"
"Well..." his hand plays with the inside of her tigh, circling around her flower but not touching, "what all does touching allow? Is it purely touching the outside or...?" He let's the question trail off.
She blushes, squirming a bit on top of him. "W-well... I guess it's alright... b-but please be careful..."
He takes her hand in his other one. "I take it you still have your... proof of purity, and you want to maintain that?"
She nods, her face flushing enough to look like a tomato. "I-I do..."
"Then I promise not to go deep." He nuzzles the top of her head. Meanwhile, his hand slowly trails up and down next to her flower, down to her tail base, and back.
She blinks, feeling his fingers and getting a thought from them. "What about... anal?"
His hand stops. "Umm... I'm not actually sure about that one... I know some like it, but others say it hurts, and most say you need to sort of...clean yourself out beforehand... What do you think?"
"I... I'd like to give it a try... see if I like it, and all..." She gulps, her tail wrapping around his pole. "And... that last part shouldn't be a problem..."
"Ok... I think that should be everything." He strokes her mane with the hand not in her nethers. "Huh... I wonder what we call this arrangements... friends with benefits, friends with affection, friends with kinky fun times?"
"How about... close friends?" She giggles, leaning into his motions. "I think that defines us fairly well... unless study buddies sounds better..."
"I think study buddies sounds good." He chuckles and nuzzles her again. "We just study some things besides classes."
"Yep!" She turns and kisses him, placing her hand on his on her thigh. "When would you like to study some more? Tomorrow, maybe?"
"Sounds good. You'll have to tell me how your element alignment test goes today." He draws small circles on her thigh with a finger. "Should I expect another 'study' outfit like yesterday's? Or is that just a thing that's going to happen when we do stuff like this? Because, I have to tell you, I wouldn't mind having a nice view when we're actually studying."
"I think I'll wear them for both... but tomorrow..." She turns to her closet, smiling coyly. "I think I'll let you decide on the outfit."
"Spoiling me already?" Another chuckle comes out of his mouth. "I look forward to it. For now though, we both have a decision to make."
"Oh?" She tilts her head, quirking an eyebrow at him. "What would that be?"
"Whether to lay here longer..." He gives her a light kiss. "Or to go ahead and clean up... because we both need to. Though I'm probably gonna end up going commando until I get home do to your little eruption earlier." A teasing wink follows this last statement.
"Hmm..." She slowly sits up, stretching luxuriously. "I think we should clean up... but I would like your help..." She giggles, waving her tail at him between her legs. "You did get my tail messy, after all."
"I suppose that's fair..." He slyly licks her neck. "Lead the way then, this is your idea."
She blushes, standing up and grasping his still-hard erection. "My, my. Aren't you being bold all of a sudden." She winks, squeezing him playfully before gesturing to the bathroom door. "This way, stud."
He stands up out of the bed, sparing a pleased glance at her rear before looking up at her face. "By your leave."
She giggles, pulling him behind her by his pride into the bathroom, and then the shower.
Morning finds a certain white unicorn laying in bed, a small smile on her lips as she mumbles in her sleep. "Oh, Rhino..." She turns, pressing back against empty air and scooting closer to the edge of the bed, further wrinkling the sheets beneath her. "Say that you love me..."
Unfortunately for Angel, a confession of love is not the sound that rings out. Instead, it's two sharp knocks on her door.
This is enough to rouse her from her rest, much to her disdain. Sighing softly, she gets up, rubbing her bare belly as she makes her way to the door, calling out half-heartedly. "Be right there..." She reaches the door and yawns, opening it as she does so. "May I help you?"
Revealed on the other side of the door is a familiar looking pale green unicorn mare with light blue mane. She gives a small hand wave as she starts to speak. "Hey, sorry, I didn't realize you were still asleep. Do you remember me from a few days ago? You know... that incident with those stallions getting a show out of you?"
"Oh, right." She blinks blearily but opens the door a bit more, gesturing with a hand. "Would you like to come in?"
The mare smiles apologetically. "Sorry, I would but I can't. I have a class soon. I just wanted to drop by, make sure you were okay and ask if those stallions had been bothering you anymore."
"Not really." She giggles, shaking her head as she starts to become more clear-headed. "I saw one of them later that day, and he just bolted away. Woosh!" She makes a grand sweeping motion with her hand, laughing to herself. "I think you really left an impre... impro... mark on him!"
The mare laughs with her. "Well, if a little mental scaring keeps them from trying to get more free shows through dorm windows, that's fine by me. Oh, don't forget your windows are enchanted to be immune to most spells when they are shut, so the only time you have to worry about being seen is when it's open. This dorm made sure to have the appropriate privacy measures in a mostly unicorn school."
"I'll keep that in mind." She tilts her head, curious. "Wait, what about tela... telu... object-moving spells? Could they push the windows open?"
The dormmate shakes her head. "Nope, they can close them, but they have to be opened by hand. Annoying sometimes, but it's just a small downside."
"Mkay, then!" She giggles, leaning against the doorway. "Thank you for coming over to check on me, though. It really means a lot."
"Hey, no problem." One of the mare's fingers starts playing with her mane. "Just looking out for a fellow dormer. Wouldn't want you to go giving out any more shows than you wanted to, right?" She winks.
"Nope!" She smiles, shaking her head. "I try not to flash random ponies, anyways. It seems a bit... odd." She shrugs, putting a hand on the door. "I have shown them to a few friends, but that's because I felt I could trust them. You know?" She pauses, blushing brightly. "I'm rambling, aren't I?"
"A bit, but I don't mind. You're a very... open mare. That's not bad." She holds out her hand. "My name is Lucky Charm, what's yours?"
"Angelic Grace, but you can call me Angel!" She takes her hand and shakes it, smiling warmly.
"Nice to meet you, Angel!" Lucky takes her hand back, resting it on her purse. "Let me know if you ever need anything, company included, okay?"
"I'll be sure to do that!" She leans forward and hugs the mare quickly, giggling in excitement. "I'm glad I made a new friend."
While stunned at first, after a moment the mare eagerly reciprocates, hugging Angel tight to her. "Me too..."
The white mare pulls away, her eyes twinkling as an idea comes to her. "Say, I need some new clothes, soon. Would you like to go shopping with me and a friend, this weekend, Lucky?"
"Sure, I could do that! It's been a while since I've gone on a shopping trip." She beams as she continues. "Are there any details yet? If not, my room’s just down the hall, room 225."
"None, yet." She giggles brightly, patting her shoulder before starting to close the door. "See you later!" She seals the portal and pauses, waiting to hear if the mare says anything.
"See you too!" Hoofsteps signal the mare has left for her class.
Angel nods, sighing as she removes her shirt and gets ready for the day. "That was nice. I think I'm getting used to this mare's mannerisms, again."
"You should." She rolls her eyes at the voice crackling from her locket on her nightstand. "You made her, after all." She completely ignores him at first, pulling a pair of black lace panties and the matching bra out of her dresser. There's a squeal mixed with a loud buzz before he continues. "I'm not on mute again, am I?"
"No, you're not." She pulls off the yellow pair she was wearing. "I just didn't need to reply to that."
"Like Tartarus you don't." He scoffs, shaking his head. "I had this whole speech planned out about how you are silly for making a pony instead of taking one's place. I was even going to bring up how much it cost to make all those documents for her!"
"I know how much it costs." She latches her garments behind her back, smirking playfully. "I paid for it, remember?"
"Oh, right." He clears his throat. "Anyways, what are your plans for today?"
"Oh, nothing you haven't heard before." She slides a few shirts around, considering each for a moment before turning to the next one. "Heading to that shop to get Miss White, spend some more time with Rhino..." She sighs wistfully, clutching a blouse to her chest.
"What was that?"
She snaps out of her thoughts, blushing brightly. "What was what?"
"Lieutenant Gel." His voice carries an edge to it. "You know what happens when one of our own develops an unnecessary relationship, don't you?"
Angel gulps, shaking her head. "I-it's not that kind of a relationship! It's two friends having some fun together, I swear!"
"You better hope so." He sighs. "Look, I don't want you to be court-marshalled, so I'll tell the General that this is for more love, if he asks. Just be careful, okay?"
She bows her head, ashamed. "Yes, sir." When he doesn't respond, she approaches her nightstand, pulling open the drawer. She eyes the containers inside before nodding. "That's fine..." She turns to the bits on her desk, still in stacks from Tuesday. "Need more money, though... maybe I should get a job..."
"Noted." He chuckles at her squeak, listening to her scramble to pick up the necklace and mute it.
She groans, shaking her head and putting it back around her neck. "I make one mistake, and now I have to be monitored on missions..."
***
With her relatively uncluttered day on her mind, Gel strolls blissfully out of campus, deciding to make the most of her time and peruse the local oversaturation of shops for a likely job on her way to Silk's Select. Stepping onto the main street, he head swivels back and forth until it centers on a classic type of part-time job for college students: a restaurant. With a quick check to ensure nothing is on her bright blue skirt and that her pink blouse is on straight, she strides forward optimistically.
Inside it only takes her a moment to spot the hostess, an earth pony mare busy writing down a few things as she waits for the next customers.
She smiles warmly, stopping in front of the mare. "Hello, there! I'm looking for a job. Are you hiring?"
The mare looks up, glancing over angel a moment. "Ah, another student? Here, let me go see if we have some room." She quickly weaves through the restaurant, dodging a few ponies Angel's age before entering a door stating 'Employees Only'. After a few minutes, she comes back, making her way to the front and back to her station. She gives an apologetic smile to the unicorn. "I'm really sorry, but it looks like we're fine on staff right now. Did you want to stop and eat something anyway?"
She blinks, surprised, but gives an apologetic smile. "I'm actually on my way somewhere, right now, and my bits are kind of low..."
"I understand." She smiles regardless. "Do keep us in mind if you're ever looking for a nice lunch or dinner, then."
"Will do!" She waves and turns to leave, frowning slightly. She steps out onto the street, muttering to herself. "I guess it's not that bad." She glances up the street, a twinkle in her eye. "There's still a number of stores to try!" She giggles, making her way down the cobblestone path.
The next store she comes to, this one thankfully with a 'Help Wanted' sign out front, is a sandwich shop. The store, though relatively small, seems to have a constant flow of customers both in and out of it. Stepping inside, she spies the reason ponies are in and out so quickly: every employee behind the long counter seems to be working in perfect sync, some even facing and chatting with customers while simultaneously dealing with building three different sandwiches, never missing a beat. A sign on one part of the counter next to a mare at the beginning of the assembly line states 'Employment Questions Here'.
She pauses, wondering if she should try to get a job here, before she shakes the doubt off and steps forward, smiling softly at the first mare. "Hello, there. I hear you're looking for employees?"
The mare looks up at Angel for a split second before turning to the stallion next to her and tapping his shoulder twice. "Cover me." He nods as he shifts a few steps toward where she was working. She then walks over to the the counter, sitting down and looking at Angel seriously. "You looking to work here?"
She nods, smiling nervously under the mare's stare. "Y-yes, I am."
The mare nods once. "Ever worked in a sandwich shop before?"
She shakes her head. "No, I haven't."
The next question comes at the same rapid speed. "Ever worked on anything like an assembly line?"
She blinks, her brow furrowing slightly. "Um, no..."
"How are your reflexes?" As she asks this last question, the mare tosses up a small ball from behind the counter, lobbing it high and toward Angel.
She looks up and attempts to catch it. Instead, it tips over her fingertips and hits her between the eyes, causing her to squeak. She looks at the mare before her, off-handedly catching the ball after it bounces off her face.
The mare speaks frankly, but not unkindly. "Sorry sweetie, I don't think you're quite what we're looking for."
"I understand." She sighs, holding the ball out to her. "I guess you want this back, huh?"
She nods, taking it back and putting it back under the desk while letting out a small laugh. "Yeah, gotta spring the same thing on the next pony to want the job."
She smiles and waves as she leaves, speaking under her breath. "May the Princesses have mercy on their soul..."
Moving to the next road, Angel spies another 'Help Wanted' sign, this time on a bank. Heading inside, she patiently waits in line until she is motioned forward by a teller.
The stallion looks at her with a smile. "And how may I help you today, ma'am?"
"Hi, there, sir." She returns the smile and points over her shoulder at the window. "May I ask about the job opening?"
He raises an eyebrow and leans to one side in order to see the sign. As his eyes alight on it, he frowns apologetically. "Oh, I am sorry, miss, but it seems that was mistakenly left up despite us filling the position last week. I apologize for the misunderstanding, and I'll be sure somepony takes it down so this doesn't happen again."
Her smile falters but she nods, bowing slightly in respect. "Thank you, sir. Sorry to waste your time." She turns and walks away, sighing dejectedly. "Maybe one of the other places around here are still hiring..."
***
The bell above Silk's shop door rings, causing the mare to look up. Seeing the silhouette of her newest friend, she gets up and heads toward her. "Angel, good to see you again, hun. How've you been?"
The white unicorn, to put it bluntly, is on the verge of tears. She collapses into Silk's arms, trying her hardest to keep herself calm. "D-dreadful. I could really use a friend..."
The older mare instantly becomes supportive as she slowly guides the student towards the counter so she can have a seat. "I'm right here, hun. Come on, lets see if I can help with what's bothering you. What could possibly have a sweet thing like you this down?"
She turns to her, whimpering softly. "I-I need a job. I'm almost out of bits, and..." She trails off, covering her face with her hands. "None of the stores I've been to have been helpful! The sandwich place was too in-tune, the bank had a mistake with the sign, and... and..." She collapses on the counter, groaning. "The herbal place said I was unqualified. The post office wanted an out-of-town-bound mailmare. And the antiques store said I couldn't use magic in there." She waves a hoof dismissively over her head. "Something about dangerous artifacts and combe... combo... fierce reactions..."
"Oh dear..." The pegasus strokes Angel's long blonde mane. "I guess you got a taste of the part time job market, huh, hun? Still," she scoops the mare into a hug, "you shouldn't let that make you cry... a pretty mare like you should never be made to cry."
"B-but..." She sniffles, looking up at her friend in despair. "W-what can I do? I-I only have twelve bits left to my name..."
Silk flinches. "That's not good... but then, why did you spend so much here on Miss White and everything else? I didn't want you to go broke..."
"I... I liked the designs..." She nervously taps her fingers together. "I wanted to have them... to help you out..."
"Hun..." The yellow mare rests her head against Angel's. "You don't starve yourself to feed someone else... I'm happy enough knowing that you liked my designs so much, and having you as a friend."
"I don't mind. Really." She shyly giggles, hugging her close and nuzzling her gently. "I'm happy to have you as a friend, too..."
Silks hums a little as she reciprocates the nuzzle. "Did you... maybe want to return some things to lessen the financial burden? I mean as you haven't worn something..."
"But... I wore everything, remember?" She tilts her head to one side, curious. "I tried the outfits on for you... and I don't want to return them, anyways..."
"Oh, right..." She thinks for a moment. "Umm, perhaps some of the undergarments?"
"Silk..." She frowns up at her, upset. "I don't want to return anything... because they're made by you. That makes them special to me."
"Aww..." the pegasus plants a kiss on the unicorn's cheek, "you are just too sweet sometimes. Do you really enjoy wearing what I make that much?"
"Absu... absi... of course!" She giggles, leaning up and pecking the tip of her muzzle.
Silk blushes lightly as she looks around her store, one hand still idly stroking the white mare's mane as she thinks. "Hmm..."
Angel sniffles, wiping her eyes as well as she can. "Is... is there something on your mind, Silk?"
"Well, you obviously..." Her other hand dips down, reaching into a drawer and pulling out a clipboard as the business mare stokes the embers of an idea.
The unicorn smiles, pulling away from her to try and peek at the board, curious. "Anything specific about me?"
Silk continues thinking as she responds. "You... Your situation... Me... Your body... Your personality..."
"My... body?" She tilts her head to the side, confused. "Can you... expand on that, a bit?"
"I think I can..." She turns back to Angel, a mysterious glint in her eye. "Hun, what would you say you enjoy most about wearing my clothing, besides the fact that it's from me?"
"How comfortable it is." She smiles, holding a hand out. "Why do you ask?"
"Well... I think I may have an idea that would help both of us out." She sets down the clipboard, which appears to be her last month's financial statement. "What if I hired you to do a twist on a conventional job here?"
She blinks, surprised. "I'd be honored. Then I'd ask what the twist is."
"Well..." Silk draws out the word as she decides how best to word this so as not to be misunderstood. "Retail work is a fairly normal option for part time workers. Cashiers, salesponies, and all that are fairly easy to pick up and maintain. Technically, you would be hired to do those jobs. As you saw the other day, I do run this shop by myself and so if I go back to help a customer, I have to either close the front of the shop, or risk some of my stock being taken. Having you up front would ease my mind greatly on that, but that's not the twist." She pauses a moment. "The twist... would be that I would like you to advertise for me, by wearing some of my outfits while you work. It sort of offsets the costs of paying you an hourly wage when this is a specialty store with sporadic traffic at the moment." A hopeful smile dons her face as she looks Angel in the eyes. "What do you think?"
The white mare brightens up instantly, jumping up and hugging her tighter than before. "I'd love to! Oh, thank you, Silk!"
As the pegasus blinks and returns the hug, she speaks incredulously. "Wait, really? Just like that?"
"Of course!" She giggles, playfully tapping her nose. "I'd do anything to help you. Being able to wear your creations is just an added bonus, not to mention having a job!"
"I'm... surprised." Silk admits. "I thought you only liked wearing my outfits in front of friends or that stallion you speak of."
She tilts her head to the side, confused. "But... you are my friend."
"Well, I'm just trying to make sure you understand that it's not just me who will see you in these." She gestures around them. "Any pony who comes in will see you... in fact that's kind of the point. They see you in them, they are encouraged to buy it and others like it."
Angel's eyes immediately shrink to pinprick and her jaw falls open in shock. "W-what? I have to... wear them in front of strangers?"
Silk nods. "The point of a shop is to sell things... most often to strangers. You're pretty much going to be in store advertising as well as a helper..."
She bows her head, considering her offer for a moment. "I... I'll do it." She looks up at her friend, determination in her eyes. "If it'll help you, I'll wear them both for you and for customers..." She falters, blushing slightly and holding up a hand nervously. "C-can I keep the more... s-sensual stuff between us, though?"
The yellow mare nods as she smiles. "Of course dear, they don't get the privilege of seeing you in the better things. Though," she tilts her head, "what do you mean, keep it between us? Planning on doing some private shows for me? Hmm... actually... that might be an idea... and I could probably pay you a little extra for it..."
"Of course, and I appreciate the little bonus for it. Besides," Angel giggles, shaking her head, "didn't I promise to let you be the first to see me wear Miss White?"
"You did say that, but... wait," Silk pauses with wide eyes, "did you just agree to my little joke about private shows that turned into an idea?"
"Um, yes?" She smiles but furrows her brows slightly. "Was that... out of line?"
"I... I don't..." The pegasus shakes her head. "Angel, what exactly do you think you just agreed to do? I don't mean the job, I just mean this last part."
"Letting my friend see me try on some of her work." She giggles, playfully tapping the older mare's nose once more. "I trust you, Silk. Don't you remember me saying that?"
"Right..." Silk clears her throat a moment before slyly smiling. "But I think I have a little more in mind than you doing a sexy fashion show. It's something I only do in private, but trust me when i say it's much easier, and more fun, with two ponies. Now, it's a little outside the job description, but like I said, I can toss in a little bonus for it... and personally..." one of her fingers lightly traces up Angel's arm as Silk looks her over, "I think you'd be perfect for it..."
She blinks, staring blankly at her friend a moment. "I suppose it sounds fine... and I do need the money..."
The pegasus giggles. "Don't worry about the money dear, that's a bonus. I think both of us will have more fun with this private stuff than you realize."
She tilts her head, confused and curious. "And by 'private stuff', you mean... what, exactly? Checkers?"
Silk actually full out laughs now. "No, no, nothing like that. I was wondering if you'd be my private model! Don't get me wrong, ponnequins serve their purpose, but having a living breathing model to work on is so much better! You can have conversations, ask them to pose, and everything just seems to look better. I may even ask you for ideas for new designs if I hit a slump or you think you have a good one I can bring to life."
"Oh!" She brightens up, clapping her hands together in glee. "I'd love to help you out, Silk!"
"I'm glad to hear that." The older mare hugs the unicorn again. So, I'll ask officially now: would you like this combination job of being salespony, in-store model and advertisement of clothing, and my personal model?"
"Yes, I would! In fact," she giggles, pointing to the back, "maybe I could be the third one, right now? As a form of practice, of course, with Miss White?"
"Well..." Silk looks towards the door to the store. "I could just call it my lunch break." She quickly makes her way over to the door, locks it, flips the sign to 'Be Back Soon' and returns. Motioning Angel to follow her to the back, Silk can't help but let out a little giggle as she dips into the employee area and comes back out with a flat white box. "Oh, I can't wait to finally see her on somepony. I just finished making her so she'll fit you last night. I guess we'll see how successful I was." She offers the box to the unicorn.
She blinks, tilting her head to one side. "Um, not to be rude, but... I thought I was going to be your life-sized doll. You know, to play dress-up with?" She playfully sticks her tongue out at the mare and winks.
Silk catches the wink and gasps dramatically, bringing a hand to her mouth. "My dear Angel, are you suggesting that instead of doing it yourself, you would rather me to undress and redress you? Such a thing would often be considered scandalous, and those of less moral fiber would certainly take advantage of a young mare in such a situation."
"Good thing you aren't one without morals." She laughs, shaking her head. "I said it before and I'll continue saying it. I trust you." She smiles coyly, taking the pegasus's hand in her own. "Besides, you're good enough of a friend that I don't mind if you touch... and I'd let you know if I get uncon... uncan... nervous."
A short and awkward time later, Silk takes a step back to admire her work on her model. It's just as grand as she imagined. The frilly headband keeps the mane out of the face while naturally positioning so that ir border the top of the head. Delicate gloves that fit, well... like gloves, all the way up to just before the elbow, a single small white bow at the top of each. The socks are tall, almost stockings as they reach halfway up the upper leg, hugging tight enough to stay in place but being soft enough to never be noticed. Their very design draws the eye up and down the toned legs of the subject before the mind can even process what it is doing. The chestpiece is shoulderless of course and ends right above the navel, inspired by corsets, it has multiple laces in the back, but is never meant to constrict. Hugging the chest like a lover, points of fabric extend upwards, covered the most important parts of the chest, but look as if they could be peeled away at the lady's desire without having to take the piece off. Then there is the smallest but most important piece: the panties. They are of course, richly embroidered with a constant complicated swirling pattern, becoming partially transparent as they hug the sides of the hips, but returning to their white form at the front and back. They promise a present that looks so beautiful, you almost hate to unwrap it... almost.
Silk's wings are extended fully outward as she gazes, her voice airy. "Magnificent..."
Angel observes her hands, the only part of her that can easily be brought into her line of sight, smiling warmly. "She really is. Thank you for refitting her for me." She glances up, noticing the mare's wings. "Are you stretching your wings out, Silk?"
"...in a way, I am." The seamstress walks around the unicorn as she speaks. "Now, how does it feel? anything too tight? Too loose? Not supportive? Too supportive?"
"Well..." She cups her chest, blushing a bit. "It's a little too tight, here... not a big deal, but it's a little uncomfortable..." She clears her throat, placing a hand on her hip as she tries to follow her friend with her eyes. "I'm not sure what you mean by those last two questions, though. How can I tell how supportive something is?"
Silk has Angel lift up her arm as she starts to work on the chestpiece threads. "Well, generally that refers to either the chest of the rear. Some clothing is designed to sort of... push up from under them. This can either simply take the weight off you, or if pushed further, raise them up a bit to make them look bigger or perkier." She moves to the front of the mare and starts to adjust a piece of the garment on the lower part of her sternum. "Admittedly, you are very perky in front so I didn't push it too far here, but I just like to check and make sure of these things."
"Oh. That makes sense." She looks down at her friend, seeing her wings blocking her light. She smiles warmly, lifting a hand to gently stroke her mane. "If your wings are giving you trouble, again, I wouldn't mind giving you another massage. And, in regard to your questions..." She glances over her shoulder, blushing slightly. "I think it's a bit too supportive, back there... everything else is perfect, though."
The pegasus' wings shuffle slightly but remain as they are. "I might take you up on that massage... but right now this is about you. Besides... I can't just take off for a massage in the middle of store hours, that would be silly... not matter how much I enjoy it."
"Well, maybe you can come over tomorrow evening, then? Shall we say, at seven?" She giggles, starting to rub her ear. "Maybe I could wear Miss White for you, and you could sleep over! I need a friend for Saturday's shopping trip, after all!"
Silk leans into the hand petting her ear, sticking around a moment after she finished adjusting the chest. "A sleepover? I haven't been to a sleepover since I was a little filly." A sly smile comes to her face as she looks to Angel's, standing up and preparing to work on the next section. "You sure you want to have a girl's night instead of one with that stallion of yours?" Her eyes narrow. "Or are you even more clever than I thought and you're having him come too?"
The unicorn blinks, tapping her chin thoughtfully. "Actually, that's not a bad idea. I'll invite Rhino, too!" She giggles, clapping her hands together once. "That way we can all be a big group of friends!" She pauses, a thought occurring to her. "Oh... I hope he won't mind not being able to study with me..."
The yellow mare's face takes on a strange expression as she walks behind Angel, crouching down and tugging on the fabric as she loosens it bit by bit. "I was actually joking about inviting him... but you do seem excited about it..." Shaking her head, she continues. "What did you mean, him minding about not studying? Is he that much of a scholar?"
"He says I should take more notes." She shrugs nonchalantly. "I think it's more that he worries I won't pass my classes... oh, and thank you for the advice. It took another day, but I was able to get closer to him!"
"Well, good to know that's working out for you." Silk continues to loosen the fabric, Angel's tail to one side of her head so it doesn't get in the way. "What point in your little plan to make him yours would you say you are at?"
"Oh, I'd say..." She taps her chin, thinking a bit. "Second base?"
Both of Silk's delicate eyebrows raise. "Wow, got him feeling you up willingly and with your permission already? I'm impressed with you... that or I'm disappointed with him for loosening his morals so quickly... I'm not sure."
She glances over her shoulder, frowning slightly. "I don't think he loosened his morals... it actually took some effort to get him that eager..." She blushes, glancing away. "And... he's really good with his hands... and his tongue..."
The pegasus fumbles a moment. "E-excuse me?"
"He, um... he's a really good kisser..." She blushes, fidgeting on the pedestal. "And I... I got him so eager because of my breasts..." She pouts, looking down at the mentioned mounds.
Silk, having peeked around to look at Angel's face to see if she was telling the truth, tilts her head at the pout. "Is that a bad thing? They are very nice."
"I guess I just... want him to desire more than the girls... I know he's not shallow, but... I just don't think my chest is my best attribute..." She shakes her head, putting her smile back on. "Enough about that. Would you come to sleep over, if Rhino is there?"
Finishing up in the back, Silk responds as she stands up. "Considering I have a feeling he'll come whether I'm there or not, I think it's best I go too. If nothing else, you and I will have some time to hang out... and I can maybe have a... chat... with him about appreciating you."
She turns to her friend, concerned. "You won't be too harsh on him... will you? He's really not a bad guy..."
The pegasus rolls her eyes. "Fine... I was going to wear some long nails to threaten him with, but I guess I can just talk to him..."
She smiles, leaning over and gently pecking the mare's cheek. "Thank you, Silk." She glances around, thinking a bit. "When did you want me to start working here, by the way?"
"Well, that's what I wanted to talk about next..."
Chapter 10: Pre-sleepover
The afternoon finds Angel standing in front of her closet. She considers each of the outfits before her, wondering which one Rhino would appreciate the most. She glances at the coat nearly hidden to the left, a small blush on her cheeks, before shaking her head and grabbing the hem of her skirt. "I guess I should wait for him before trying anything on..." She pulls the article down off her legs and puts it in her laundry basket, taking her time with each action.
Soon enough, the tell-tale triple knock of a single knuckle announces the arrival of a certain green stallion. "Angel? It's me." Aural confirmation helps as well.
She smiles, her fingers undoing first few buttons of her blouse as she makes her way to the door. She pulls it open, giving him a warm smile. "Hey, Rhino!" She giggles, taking his hand and winking playfully. "Come on in. I insist."
"Umm... ok..." He follows, taking in her appearance. "Did I just catch you after a nap? You don't seem fully dressed yet..."
"Actually, you caught me while I was undressing." She giggles, closing the door before bringing him in front of her closet. "I did say you could choose what I wear for you today, didn't I?"
A blush quickly grows on his face. "Right, I forgot you said that... Wait, you weren't planning on answering the door stark naked, were you?"
"Yes, but I was going to hide behind the door and hug you when you came inside." She winks at him and sits on the foot of her bed, curious. "Which would you like me to wear for you?" She smiles, slowly pulling her shirt open one button at a time. "I'm alright with anything in there, stud."
He peeks in the closet, his blush strengthening a bit as he notices she really only left him costumes to choose from. "You know... I'm not gonna force you to wear anything... you don't have to if you don't want to..."
"But I do want to." She reaches out and places her hand on his hip, rubbing him slowly, teasingly through the cloth there. "I want to make you feel wonderful..." She stands up briefly, pressing herself against his side and stretching to whisper into his ear. "I want to make your fantasies come true..." She then pulls away, smiling coyly. "After we talk a bit, of course."
He shivers and mutters as he continues looking at the costumes. "You're either frisky or a tease... and I am strangely ok with either option." After discounting the more... risque ones, he makes a decision. "Perhaps this cat one?"
"Sure!" She slides off her blouse, revealing the black lace bra covering her chest. She turns and looks over her shoulder at him, winking. "Can you help me into it?"
"I..." After a moment, he squeezes each hand tightly with the other to ensure they are both under his full control. "ok..."
Angel undoes the straps to her bra, letting it slip off and placing it on the bed. She grabs the headband and puts it on, the 'cat ears' covering her real ones. She flicks an ear and smiles when the cat one reacts exactly like it should. She turns to him and smiles, giggling brightly at how well it was designed. "This is amazing! I didn't know there was a fabric that can do this!"
With only split second of his eyes getting distracted, he answers with a smile. "Amazing what some ponies can do with a bit of ingenuity." He rocks back and forth on his hooves a bit, not knowing which parts she'll want help with.
Seeing his uncertainty, she picks up the bodysuit section, smiling softly at him. "This has a zipper in the back. Could you help me with that?"
He nods. "I think I can do that." He quickly unzips the back and waits for her next move.
She steps up in between him and the suit, leaning down slightly as she lifts up a leg. Her panty-clad rump rubs up against him briefly before she removes said item and steps into the outfit, slipping her arms through the designated holes and her tail into the correct hole. She looks back at him, smiling warmly. "Ready, Rhino."
"Right..." He leans down, hooking the zipper together right above her tail, a hand accidentally brushing it at one point but only getting a small flick in response. As he starts to zip it upward, he teasingly sticks out a finger so that it brushes up along her spine just ahead of the zipper.
She shivers, biting her lip to keep herself from making a sound. As he reaches the end of the zipper she lets out a soft sigh of relief. She glances at the rest of the accessories, a thoughtful expression on her face. She picks up the collar and traces the heart-shaped tag on it, turning to him and holding it out uncertainly. "Do you... want me to wear this?"
He tilts his head at her. "I don't see why not... It does look cute. Cute accessory on a cute mare seems like a good idea to me."
She nods and slips it on, clicking it closed in the front. She gulps and grabs the gloves, sitting down and floating the socks over to him. "Could you please put those on for me?"
"Sure..." He takes the sock, idly realizing as he rolls them that they are thigh-highs. Lifting one of her legs, he places the bottom of the sock against her hoof and starts rolling the rest up her leg, his hands guiding it. His hands glide over the inside of her thighs as he gets to the top.
She laughs immediately, placing a gloved hand on his head. "R-Rhino! C-careful!"
He chuckles mischievously as he starts pulling the other sock up. "Be careful about what? Oh, you meant this?" He does the same to the current leg he's working on.
Her back arches and her eyes squeeze shut, a low moan escaping her lips. Her hand grips him tightly to keep herself from falling backwards, the only action she seems to be in control of, at the moment.
He blinks. "Wow... that was some reaction." Playfully, he adds at the end, "I wonder if I should touch there again..."
Angel shakes her head, pulling his hand away and pressing her legs together. "L-later... f-for now, I want to talk..."
He straightens up, sitting on the bed besides her. "I'm fine with that. What did you want to talk about? Your elemental exam, maybe?"
"Oh, yea!" She giggles, smiling brightly at him. "My element is fire. I already knew that, though." She snaps her fingers on her ungloved hand, a blue flame appearing above the thumb. "Everyone was stunned at the show the test put on. I..." She falters, the flame flickering out. "I didn't expect the reaction, myself."
Rhino chuckles. "I heard that those orbs they use react more to ponies with either training or talent in their element they are best with. I guess it turns out you're a little firebug, aren't you?"
She flinches at the nickname but nods, smiling sheepishly. "I-I guess I am..." She clears her throat, gesturing to him. "D-did you ever take the class?"
He nods. "I did, actually. Learning how to harness or manipulate natural elements was something I saw great potential in."
"R-really?" She tilts her head to one side, curious. "And... what is your element?"
"It ended up being water actually. Of course, my talent isn't tied to it, nor did I have training in it, so the reaction wasn't legendary." He shrugs. "Still, there is some small amount of pride in it if you went in and had no idea what to expect."
Angel stares blankly at him, confused. "Your talent is... water... and mine is... fire..." She frowns, concern overtaking her. "Isn't that... kind of bad?"
A green arm goes across her shoulders in a half hug. "Nah, it's fine. It's an affinity test, not a matchmaking program."
She looks up at him, an eyebrow raised. "I-if you're sure..." She leans up against him, gently stroking his chest through his shirt. She stays silent for a minute before she remembers something. "Hey... would you like to come to a slumber party, tomorrow night?" She smiles up at him, hopeful.
His expression wary, he responds. "Umm... where, and who all will be there?"
"Here, and another friend of mine." She smiles, gently tapping his nose. "It'll be fine, silly. She's a nice mare, and I'm sure you two will get along swimmingly!"
"If you say so..." A hand rubs the back of his head. "Why do I have a feeling I'm going to get ganged up on by the two of you to do something, though..."
The white mare blinks, reaching up and gently cupping his cheek. "Would that be such a bad thing?" She winks teasingly, reaching over and picking up the last piece of her costume. "Two pretty mares, all yours for one night?" She slides the glove on, rolling it up to its full length, almost reaching her elbow.
After struggling and failing to find an answer, he shakes his head, chuckling. "Why is it I have such a hard time coming up with responses for half the things you say? It's like you know exactly what situations I have no answers to, so you force me to wing it."
She giggles, shrugging playfully. "I guess that shows how well I know you!" She places her hand on his chest once more, slowly rubbing in circles. "I still would love to know you more..." Her hand trails lower, barely passing over the band of his pants. "If you know what I mean... though, I'd like to ask..." She pulls her hand away, smiling coyly at him. "What would you like to do this... 'study session'?"
"What, bored of talking to me already?" He sticks out his tongue at her. "And here I thought we were bonding so well..."
She rolls her eyes, leaning back and looking at him. "Well, then," she moves over, sitting on his lap, "did you have anything you wanted to discuss, Rhino?"
His hands move to her sides and rub as he speaks. "Well, I wanted to know what I should bring to this sleepover..."
Angel taps her chin, thinking a bit. "Well, some pajamas, a change of clothes, maybe a snack to share..." She smiles, leaning up and giving him a brief kiss. "And your sexy self, stud." She brings a hand up to his lips, stopping him from saying anything. "Only bring a sleeping bag if you don't want to share the bed with me." She winks, a hand slipping under his shirt as she adds an afterthought. "Bring your wallet, too, if you want to go shopping with Silk and I, Saturday."
"Well, I didn't really have plans other than to hang around the house this weekend, so I guess shopping sounds good." He shivers slightly as her hand explores his chest. "There are two issues with the sleepover I feel need to be addressed though... First, where is your friend going to sleep? Were you just planning on a long night of all three of us cuddling together to sleep on the bed or something?"
She pauses, considering his words. "I guess I imagined all of us sleeping together... or something..." She looks up at him, blushing slightly. "B-but only if you're okay with that. I don't want to... you know, upset you."
"It's less upset and more uncomfortable... I'm not exactly one for sleeping with ponies I don't know..." He averts his gaze. "Maybe I'll just bring a bag or something and we discuss it with your friend?"
She sighs softly, nodding her head. "I guess that's fair." She shrugs, raising her arms and lifting his shirt over his head. "Wouldn't want to feel someone you just met hugging you as you sleep, huh?"
"Something like that." He agrees. "Though, that does bring up the other issue... I don't exactly have... pajamas. Not from lack of ability to have them, I just... get warm and sometimes roll during the night, so they tend to not be the best thing to wear. I always just sort of sleep in only my boxer-briefs..."
"Then..." She frowns, the gears visibly turning in her head. "I guess that should be fine... I'll have Silk go into the bathroom when it's time to go to sleep." She grins, glad she came up with such a solution. "That way, you won't have to be nervous. And hey, you can sleep in my bed - I don't mind sleeping on the floor!"
"What?" He raises his eyebrows. "There's no way I'm letting you sleep on the floor. That's what my bag is for, in case one pony sleeps separate, in which case it will be me in the bag. I was just letting you know how I sleep since it may make you or her uncomfortable... I'm not particularly worried about either of you seeing me in them because at most what you'll see is my chest due to me likely keeping pants or shorts on and just slipping them off whenever I'm under the covers or in the bag. Whichever ends up happening."
"But..." She frowns, looking up at him. "I don't want you to be uncomfortable on the floor... are you sure I can't convince you to take the bed?"
He crosses his arms over his bare chest. "Not if someone else is going to be on the floor."
"Then..." She quirks an eyebrow at him, crossing her arms as well. "You're going to either sleep in the bed with both of us mares, or you're going to let me sleep in a bed with her?" She taps her chin, thinking a bit. "Did I mention that she seems to be into mares?"
He freezes momentarily, ear flicking a moment before he sighs, leaning back until he is laying on the bed with his legs hanging off and her still sitting on his lap. "Well, it's either that or she and I sleep together, which is obviously not ideal, or you and I are in the bed, and obviously we are into each other on some level so it seems to be the same situation." Another sigh. "I hate to say it, but this seems like another thing we need her input for..."
She shrugs, leaning forward and pressing her covered breasts against his chest. "She did say she wanted to speak with you..."
He raises an eyebrow. "I thought you said she seemed to be into mares?"
"She does. She also wanted to speak with you..." She blushes, averting her gaze. "Probi... probo... likely because I mentioned how you... seem to enjoy playing with the girls..."
Rhino blinks, musing. "...huh... I wonder if she's jealous or something..."
"Maybe." She giggles, leaning down and kissing him tenderly. "I guess you're lucky that my being bi won't stop me from wanting to be with you." She sticks her tongue out at him teasingly.
Running his fingers over her back, he smiles. "Good to know... Was there anything else you wanted to talk about?"
"Nothing much..." She taps her chin, thinking a bit. "Do you think our professor is the kind to pull pop quizzes?"
He looks upward as he thinks. "Well, considering he didn't put any quizzes on the syllabus... I'd say yes."
"Then we really should study, later..." She smiles coyly, giving him a lidded gaze as she starts to rock her hips against his. "After we finish the current subject, of course..."
His hands comes up to her sides again as he chuckles. "As you wish..."
Angel giggles, leaning down and pulling him into a deep kiss. Her hands cup his cheeks gently, almost lovingly, as her chest presses a bit more against his.
Rhino's hands slide around her back in an embrace, pulling her closer against him. He kisses back tenderly, closing his eyes.
Smiling into it, she pushes further, her tongue licking against his lips before retreating, an invitation. She adjusts her posture, a hand sliding down and attempting to undo the button on his pants, fumbling slightly from the angle.
The movement near his pants starts the growth within said clothing. At this point though, as Rhino opens his mouth and extends his tongue into Angel's mouth, seeking hers, he doesn't notice.
Eventually, she gives up removing the clothes, instead slipping her hand inside and rubbing him directly. She giggles into his mouth, her tongue shyly flicking against his.
He lets out a groan as she touches him, one hand migrating south on her until it begins kneading her flank and occasionally playing with a lock of her tail. His tongue stretches further into her mouth at the touch, exploring and trying to find her own.
She breaks the kiss, gasping and moaning softly. She tries to focus, her magic slowly, shakily undoing his button as she dives back into the kiss, her horn brightly illuminating the two of them.
Humming into her mouth, his south hand starts exploring. It traces a line down the inner edge of the cat suit between her legs. As he nears it, he lightly presses into the spot that mirrors her ticklish one.
She squeals, her body immediately tensing against his. She breaks the kiss, panting softly and smiling seductively. "If you wanted to lead... all you had to do was ask..." She wraps her arms around him and rolls onto her side, careful to not pin his arm underneath them. "And... I actually like it when you lead, anyways... please take the lead?" She shyly smiles at him, her cheeks red from embarrassment.
"I could give it a try..." He smiles as he brings his hands back to him, extending a single finger. With a sly smile, he presses it to the tip of her horn, pressing his finger against it and trailing it down along the grooves, down her head and face, neck, transitioning to her chest and swirling around both breasts before guiding it over her stomach, down past her waist and turning just before he reaches her flower, making sure to graze that spot again as he removes the digit.
Angel is biting her lip in ecstasy by the end of it, moaning sweetly from his teasing. She gulps, gently taking his hand and placing it on her plot, the index finger over her taint. "You can do better than that, stud." She winks playfully at him, floating a card from the costume's bag over. "Notice the list of special features..." She trails off, waiting to see how he'll react.
His eyes widen as he passes over a particular sentence. "'Quick release strap below the tail in order to release the bottom fabric without taking the entire outfit off'.." His index finger performs small circle ass he debate what to do with this information.
She giggles, pushing back against his hand. "That sounds useful, doesn't it, stud?"
Focusing his eyes back on her, he dips his head down and does a quick lick up her neck before replying. "Maybe..." His hand starts searching for said snap.
"Hold it." She takes his hand, smirking playfully at him. "Let me get in a better position for that..." As soon as she finishes the sentence, she rolls over onto her stomach. With a wink, she pushes herself up, now on her hands and knees and her tail flagging over her back. "Better?"
He gulps, sitting up, but still staying next to her. "I suppose so..." His hand quickly finds the snap and undoes it, causing the strip of fabric between her legs to slip off up to her waist, hanging straight down under her now and her nethers exposed. Rhino's pants are tenting quite severely now, and it's obvious his stallionhood has need to grow but not the room to do so.
She giggles brightly, her tail moving to brush tantalizingly against his crotch. "Your little friend wants in on the fun, silly. Why don't you let him out?" She shakes her ass at him, her flanks jiggling slightly from the motion, even within the cat suit. "You know you want to..."
After a moment thought and a bit of shifting, Rhino removes both his last remaining pieces of clothing. His member flops out, already visibly lengthening and thickening to it's maximum size after being held in for so long. Rhino places a hand on angel's back, leaning in and kissing her from his position next to her.
She closes her eyes and returns the kiss, moaning sweetly and cupping his cheek with a gloved hand. Her tail continues to rub up against him, teasing and tickling his pride.
He breaks the kiss, giving her a wolfish grin as he makes his way behind her. Spotting his prize, his member gives an approving pulse. Rhino brings a hand up and starts to tease her again, running it just around her slit but never touching it.
She coos softly, pushing her hips back in an attempt to get him to touch her.
He does so, but only lightly. Starting below her flower, he slowly drags the tip of his finger over the entirety of it then keeps going over her taint and to the base of her tail.
She shivers, gasping in need. When he runs over her rosebud she squeals once more, louder than before. She looks over her shoulder at him, whimpering softly. "P-please... more..." She bounces her rump slightly, hoping it would entice him to speed up.
He repeats the action, this time quicker and with his middle finger pressing down a bit.
She bites her lip, purposely stifling her noises as she spreads her legs. With an offhand thought, she squeezes her eyes shut and concentrates on finding the right muscles. After a few moments, she succeeds in getting her snow-white pussy to wink for him, framed perfectly by the silver suit.
The action causes his length to instinctively pulse, a grunt coming from its owner. "You are very tempting... you know that?"
She giggles, winking playfully at him in two different ways. "I know... but so are you." She glances down, blushing brightly at the sight of his pride. "H-have you... ever measured yourself?"
"No... never had a reason to. I figure knowing a definite number only takes away from the experience." He starts rubbing a single finger and and down her lower lips.
She moans softly, dropping the subject as she pushes back against him. She squeaks in surprise as the tip of his digit slips inside the slickened passage, instantly clamping down on it.
Rhino's eyes widen as his digit starts wiggling around to feel the unfamiliar terrain.
She gasps and shudders at each motion, her flower and his finger both getting wetter by the second. She bites her lip and focuses, looking over her shoulder at him, every ounce of energy trying to keep her from falling forward. "W-why don't you try... t-tasting it?" She giggles before her arms collapse, leaving her face in the comforter and her ass in the air.
Feeling adventurous and with the smell of her arousal all around him, Rhino nods. Removing his finger, he crouches down behind her, leaning forward and extending his tongue, sliding it flat over the outside of her entrance.
Angel moans sweetly, her already glistening pussy leaking another few drops onto his tongue. She pushes back against him, trying to get his tongue deeper.
Urged on by her moans, Rhino slowly slips his tongue into her slit. He swirls the dextrous muscle inside the sweet-tasting passage, slowly wriggling it in further.
She cries out sharply but is muffled by the pillow. Her tunnel squeezes against his tongue as another wash of juices rush against it. Above her taint he can see her pristine pucker, flexing in time with her tunnel. The mare doesn't know what to make of this, her body starting to heat up from his actions.
He locks his lips around her lower ones, making sure not to lose of drop of her liquid as more comes out. Meanwhile, his tongue continues probing her virgin tunnel. His hand not being used to brace himself comes up and starts to tease her other hole with its tip.
As he reaches a few inches deeper, she feels him press up against a fleshy wall. She yelps, her hips bucking away from him as her face turns beet red.
His tongue suddenly yanked out from her, the stallion is stunned for a few seconds before commenting. "Guess that was the limit."
She nods, burying her face in a pillow and mumbling her response into it.
Ears twitching, he rears up, leaning over her back. "What was that?"
She gulps softly, turning to look over her shoulder at him. "I-is it bad... I wanted you to go deeper?"
He shakes his head, leaning over more and nuzzling her, causing his length to rub it's side along her nethers. "No, that's just a natural urge. We both know that we can't do that though, we have to wait for the ones we choose to be with."
She opens her mouth to respond but catches herself. She groans softly, resting her head on the pillow, turned so she could still talk to him. "You're right..." Her tail wraps around his pride, rubbing it against her pussy. "But still... that doesn't mean you can't have..." She aims it higher, pressing the wet head against her other orifice. "My other cherry... right?"
He grunts, resisting the natural urge to thrust forward. He nuzzles her again. "Are you sure?"
She smiles, turning enough to give him a tender kiss before answering. "I'm sure, Rhino. Please..."
"Ok..." He leans back up, placing his hands on her flanks and adjusting to a slightly more comfortable position on his knees. Lining up his shaft, he starts to push forward, the outcome uncertain in his mind as his flared head pushes against the tiny hole.
She whimpers, shaking her head. "W-wait... m-maybe you should... get it a bit more wet?" She glances at her dresser, thinking a bit. "O-or... m-maybe lubed up?"
"Do you have some in there?" He asks.
"Y-yes..." She nervously laughs, her ears flattening in embarrassment. "I... I brought it when I came here... me being hopeful, I guess?"
"Ok." He backs off her backside. "Do you think you could levitate it over? I don't know what drawer it's in."
She nods, her horn lighting up as the bottom drawer opens up, revealing towels and a few bottles of lube. She picks up one with an apple on the front, bringing it over to him in a bright blue aura.
He takes it in a hand, reading the back a moment. "I guess I just... put some on me, and a little on you..."
She mumbles an answer, biting a pillow in preparation for what might come.
Rhino uncaps the lube and squirts out a line onto his length, flinching the instant it touches him. "Gah! Cold..."
Her ears twitch, her anxiety clearly showing though. "Um... i-it should heat up a bit... r-right?"
"I certainly hope so..." He smears the substance all over his member, a wince on his face the whole time. "Well... maybe the friction will heat it up..." He dabs of bit more of the lube onto his finger and touches it to her rosebud.
She squeaks, clenching instinctively at his touch. "R-really cold..."
"Yeah..." He agrees as he smears it all around the rim, even barely sticking his finger inside and getting there too. "That should do it..."
She shivers softly, struggling to keep her hips still for him. "T-that... actually started to feel nice..."
"Well, maybe this will feel better." He lines up with her again, pressing his now slick tip against her still tight hole. He pushes forward, not feeling any progress other than more pressure.
She squeals, feeling him slip out and slide up against the base of her tail. She looks back at him, uncertain. "I... I'm not too small... a-am I?"
"I... don't know..." He looks at her worriedly. "I don't really want to force it in and hurt you..."
She gulps, glancing down at her flanks. "W-well... i-it was feeling nice, before... m-maybe you should use your fingers a bit?"
He tilts his head. "To loosen you up, you mean?"
"Y-yes." She bites her lip, embarrassed. "T-that's what I meant..."
He looks at her flanks, ignoring his that his length is starting to slightly ache from being teased with no usage. "I think I have a little idea to make that even more fun for you..." He shifts again until he is sitting behind her. Then, taking one finger, he works it into her rosebud, wiggling it in until it is up to his second knuckle.
She moans softly, her body starting to tingle from the sensations he's giving her. "And... what is this... idea?"
As he works his finger around her hole, he replies. "This." He raises his other hand and suddenly pops two fingers into her wet slit, mimicking the motions of his other hand.
She gasps sharply, not expecting the sudden, welcome intrusion. Her front half falls to the bed again, and she eagerly pushes her hips back against his fingers. Her flower is glistening and his fingers soaked, every one of the digits squeezed tightly by muscle around them. "Y-yes... I-I like this idea..."
He grins, enjoying the sounds of her pleasure. "Good." Slowly, methodically, he starts pumping both hands out of their respective holes, even slipping in a second one in her rosebud.
The mare moans wantonly, purposely tightening against his fingers now to turn him on even more. "More... p-please, Rhino, more..." She bounces her hips for him again, hoping that her jiggling, heart-shaped ass would get more attention from him.
In a way, it does. He bends his hands so that as his fingers pump into her faster and faster, his palms now slap underneath her holes. For her slit, this means he is now pressing repeatedly on and off against a particular nub.
She cries out, shuddering a moment, barely able to hold herself back. She whimpers at him, unable to focus enough to bring a hand back to stop him. "N-no... I-I want you..." She bucks her hips back at him, almost leaking like a faucet on his hands.
Instantly, both hands stop where they are the moment the stallion hears the word 'no'. His ears fold back as he peeks around to her. "Did I do something wrong?"
She shakes her head and looks back at him, pleading. "Please, Rhino... I-I'm ready..."
He nods, slipping his hands out of her and lining himself up with her for a third time. He starts pushing.
She squeaks as the flared tip pops inside her, eyes wide in shock. "It... it's in?"
He grunts in affirmation. "Yeah... and constantly squeezed now. I'm gonna have to go slow at first for me too..." He shifts his weight forward, slowly sliding in.
She groans softly, feeling him spread her tight hole around him. She tries to relax, but the sensation is unexpectedly pleasurable to her, and her muscles clench him every few moments.
He continues grunting, resisting the urge to just plunge into her. "Making me work for every inch... aren't you..." He gets to the halfway point, the slowness getting to him, but not wanting to risk bodily harm, he continues at pace.
"N-not my fault... y-you feel so good..." She laughs brightly before a particularly long moan cuts her off, and she bites her pillow.
Rhino finally reaches his breaking point with that moan and suddenly thrusts forward to suddenly sink the final part of his length into her. Their hips slap together as he pants from having to restrain himself for so long.
She whimpers, her body stiffening at the unexpected motion. She slowly starts to relax but doesn't move, a bit stunned at the moment.
The stallion, on the other hand, starts pulling out, his entire shaft scraping her walls as he moves.
She whines, pushing her hips back against him as the feeling of aching emptiness overtakes her. "D-don't leave me..."
As soon as he gets a quarter of the way out, he suddenly slams back into her, letting out a groan as he does so and grabbing her flanks heartily.
She cries out, eagerly grinding her flanks back against his hips. "Yes! Just like that!"
Letting out a growl, Rhino suddenly leans forward onto Angel's back. His hands snake around her and latch onto her breasts as his hips pull out partially again before going back into her and repeating the cycle.
She moans and mewls lustfully for him, trying to get into character as she bucks against each thrust. She brings one hand up and holds one of his, starting to rub it in circles over her breast to run her arousal - and hopefully his - to new heights.
He squeezes and starts to rub them the way she guides. His weight unintentionally shifts forward as he does so, pinning her front to the bed more than it already is, and the angle of his thrusts meaning he is literally nailing her into the bed at this point. He lets out another growl as his hot breath wafts across the back of her neck as he pounds.
She is nearly overwhelmed by the sensations, and her mind has no idea how to respond. Her body, however, tightens around his pride, milking him for everything he has as her pussy gushes on his legs. She cries out in ecstasy, her eyes clenched shut as she flies over the edge.
Rhino, for his part, lasts a few more rapid pumps before hilting into her and going over the edge himself. His head flares larger as his seed spills deep inside her, coming in pulsing blasts as it shoots out.
As he finishes unloading inside her, she collapses onto the bed, supported only by the stiff organ inside her. She moans softly, feeling his warmth in her belly, but finds it difficult to move.
The stallion pants more, making no attempts to pull out of her yet as he leans forward and kisses the back of her neck. "Well... that was something..."
She turns to look at him with one eye, laughing quietly. "Sorry... I thought I'd last longer..."
He smiles, nuzzling her. "I count foreplay too, so by my count, we both lasted quite a while."
"That's good... I guess..." She glances down at her hand, watching as her index finger twitches. "I... don't think I'll be going anywhere, soon..."
He takes her hand in his, shifting his hips side to side for a moment. "That's not such a bad thing is it?"
"I guess not..." She giggles, winking at him. "Especially given my company."
"Well, the same to you, Kitty." He chuckles, kissing her neck again.
She rolls her eyes, purring from the affection. "I'm fine with being your kitty, Rhino."
He just lets out more chuckles, rolling so they are both on their sides. "Feel like cuddling a bit until you can, or want to, move?"
She smiles, nodding to him. "I'd love that." As they lay there, a thought occurs to her. "Say, Rhino?"
"Hmm?" He asks as he moves his arm down to where it hugs her abdomen.
"Just out of curiosity..." She gets her arm to move a bit, holding his hand tenderly. This is offset by the teasing smile on her lips, however. "Does the thought of two mares making out turn you on?" She sticks her tongue out towards the ceiling, unable to completely turn to face him.
He blushes, despite their still compromising position. "Well... I..." He stays quiet a moment before whispering. "Yes..."
"Thought so!" She giggles, covering her mouth to hide a smirk. "I have to see if you'd enjoy Silk and I kissing..." She trails off, waiting to see what his reaction is.
He mutters as he continues to snuggle her. "I don't want to force your friend into something just because you think I'd like it..."
She turns a bit more to him, an eyebrow quirked slightly. "And if it wouldn't be forcing her?"
He hides his face. "Well... that's different then."
She grabs the tip of his horn, using that to turn his head back to her. "Different how, exactly?"
He still averts his eyes. "Well, I mean... I would kinda like that..."
She giggles, kissing the tip of his nose. "And if we wanted you to join in?"
He makes eye contact. "... I don't know... I mean, I trust you but... I don't know her..."
"Then use the time tomorrow to get to know her." She smiles warmly, shifting a bit to lay on her back, still pressed up against him. "That way, you won't be as appri... appro... nervous sharing the bed with us."
"I... suppose..." He concedes. "I'm really not used to thinking about more than one mare though..."
"Aww..." Angel wraps a hand around the back of his head, pulling him closer and smiling coyly. "Do you think that highly of me? I thought we were just study buddies..."
"It was more on principle... not saying I don't think highly of you of course." He pulls out of her tailhole.
She squeaks, blushing brightly as she finally moves her lower half into a comfortable position. "Principle? What do you mean?"
He shrugs. "I was raised by two parents and always thought of a single partner as the standard, nothing too complicated."
"Oh?" She smirks, turning to face him. "So you've never considered herding?" She runs a hand over his bare chest, marveling at his form once more. "I'm sure a strong, virile stallion like you would be an excellent leader..."
Blushing, he starts mumbling again. "I just... it's not that simple to undo a lifetime's way of thinking. If I do consider it... it will take time."
"Fair enough." She shrugs, leaning up and kissing him. "If you do make the herd, though... and my friend doesn't want me... may I be included?"
He looks at her and smiles after a moment. "If I do, for some reason, start a herd, you are welcome to join."
"Yay!" She hugs him happily, kissing him passionately.
He kisses back for a time before eventually breaking it and chuckling. "I guess we need to get cleaned up again..."
"I don't have anywhere to go, and besides," she playfully bats her eyelashes at him, "I thought we were going to cuddle for a while."
He leans his head against hers. "I guess we can stay like this a little longer..."
Chapter 11: Getting ready
Friday comes along, and in addition to the party she is hosting later that night, Angel also has the lack of her noon Elemental class to look forward to. Thus it is that she has a sort of extra skip in her step as she approaches the door to her room, Rhino following for their usual after Xenobiology get together.
She turns around and smiles warmly at him, her back against the door. "So, we have a bit more time together, today..." She turns the knob and opens the door, winking playfully at him. "Are you thinking what I'm thinking?"
He smirks at her. "I'm not sure I'll ever know what's going on in that heard of yours, considering you manage to surprise me everyday."
"Good!" She pulls him inside, closing the door and heading over to her desk. "Because I wanted to actually look over something in the book. Something about today's lecture seemed... off."
The stallion raises an eyebrow. "Was it just the shift from zebras to thestrals that got you, or was it something else?"
"No, that didn't bother me..." She grabs her book off the desk, flipping through the pages. "It's something about how he described the thestrals..."
Peering over her shoulder, he still tries to guess. "What was it? The fangs, slitted eyes, leather wings, vampony rumors?"
"I think it was the last one... wait, I think I found it." She clears her throat, reading aloud from the book. "'Once thought to be vampiric, these myths were found to be false once they were seen walking about in broad daylight. Now they are no longer thought to be creatures that shun Celestia's light...'" Her voice trails off, her smile slowly fading from her lips.
Rhino's eyes follow along, a frown forming on his face as well.
She gulps, continuing with a slight quiver affecting her tone. "'Unlike the parasites known as changelings.'" She looks up at him, concerned and confused. "Who greenlights these textbooks?"
He lets out a growl. "Apparently ponies that do not double check the quotes of experts beyond anything but the correct information on the subject at hand..."
She blinks, waving a hand in front of his face. "Rhino? Are you okay?" She glances at the book, then back to him. "Did... did what we read upset you?"
He snorts. "A bit..." Turning away from the book, he walks over to the window, his arms behind his back.
She frowns, standing up and walking over to him. "Rhino... this is the second time you've acted like this... both in regards to libel against changelings..." She embraces him, nuzzling him gently. "Please... what makes you so... defensive?"
"I just..." Shaking his head he huffs again. "It's nothing... I just don't agree with it." He continues gazing at the window.
She frowns, grabbing his shoulder and turning him to her. She looks up at him, the light from outside illuminating the left side of her face, and the sincerity shown in her eyes. "Rhino. I don't care what you say. I will not judge you." She gently takes his hand, bringing it up to her lips and kissing it. "I will not think any less of you. Please."
He sighs, shaking his head again. "It's not my place to share this fact. I have kept it for too long to speak of it now."
Angel groans, throwing her hands up in the air. "Fine. Don't tell me." She turns, heading back to the book. "I'm just saying that it's like you take these words of theirs personally." She grabs the book, picking it up and flipping through it. "'Thestrals tend to live in colonies distant from ponies. When among our kind, they have potions that allows them to hide their true selves. It's only by luck that the first was discovered. This first stallion helped disprove that his kind were not bogeyponies...' They really need to work on these typos."
Rhino's ears flick as he turns to Angel. "What was that last part?"
She blinks, turning to look at him in confusion. "Um... the part about the first thestral stallion?"
"Yes, that one, what else does it say?" He walks over, his irritated and introverted looks replaced by one of curiosity.
She points to the page, and the line he wanted. "'The first stallion helped disprove that his kind were not bogeyponies'?"
Peeking at the page, his eyes dart back and forth before he lets out a sigh. "Doesn't say much, but I guess it's more of a hoofnote than an expanded subject... Ah well, at least we have all weekend to read up on general thestral knowledge, or do any other schoolwork from this first week." He turns to Angel. "Come to think of it, what are they assigning you in Elemental class these days during the first week?"
She tilts her head to one side, confused, but decides not to question his motivations for a subject change. "Practicing the most basic of elemental spells, if one has the capacity for them. Summoning will-o-wisps, in my case." She holds up a hand, a small blue ball of fire bursting to life in her palm. "I'm good on that, though."
His eyes lock onto the flame, his face appearing troubled again. "Careful with that... it's easier to burn yourself than you think."
She frowns, the fire dispersing just as quickly as it appeared. "You sound like you speak from experience... but you said your element was water, did you not?"
He nods. "I did, it doesn't mean I can't do fire if I tried, but it's not me who had the incident with it."
"Oh?" She tilts her head to one side, sitting down in one chair in the room. "Can you tell me what happened?"
"Well... yes, I guess I can." He sits down the bed, getting into his story-teller mindset. "We were both young, and were playing around in the woods one day. She wanted to show me a trick and made a small bit of blue fire, much like you did just now, in order to light a leaf. Being young though, she had to concentrate to make it happen, and I noticed too late to stop it when it burned her. Might have burnt down the forest if I hadn't stomped out the leaf, but the worst part was that she got hurt. I did what I could with water and a blanket, but there's only so much you can do beyond that point..."
She blinks, eyes wide in shock. "So... this was that friend of yours? The one you mentioned before?" Her hand trembles slightly as she gestures to him, memories coming unbidden to the forefront of her mind.
Silence rules the air for a moment before he answers. "Yeah... that was her."
With those words, her world goes dark.
***
Slowly, sensations return to the fallen mare. The first is a feeling of softness on her back. The second is a feeling of warmth on her hand. The last is the sound, muddled at first but slowly growing clearer.
"Angel... Angel... Come on Angel... Wake up... Please..."
She groans softly, fighting to open her eyes against the suddenly painful light filling the room. "What... what happened?"
A green blur sitting next to her answers. "You passed out... try not to move, you don't want a head rush."
She turns to it, grimacing in shame. "S-sorry... I never had that happen, before..." She touches her forehead, brow furrowing slightly. "At least, not that I remember..."
"That's probably a good thing. Here..." The form gently moves her hand and places a cool cloth on her forehead. "I was just getting a fresh one when I saw you coming to."
"Um... t-thank you..." She averts her eyes, her cheeks heating up. "So... what were we talking about? Before I passed out, I mean?"
He replies simply, still holding her head. "Fire dangers and a personal experience I had with it."
"Oh, right." She looks up at him, nervously smiling. "Thank you, by the way."
Rhino smiles back. "Hey, no problem. Sometimes this happens to ponies for any number of reasons, but it always helps to have a friend there when it happens."
"Right... friend..." Angel looks around, noticing the lighting of the room. "So... I wasn't out too long, I take it?"
He shakes his head, smiling reassuringly. "Not too long, it's just about noon now."
"That's good to know..." She smiles, reaching up and stroking his cheek. "Since I have a while until my next class... may we cuddle a bit? Please?"
"Alright, if it'll make you feel better." He slides onto the bed next to her, putting an arm around her stomach.
She sighs softly, tenderly nuzzling him and kissing his lips tenderly. "It will... you have no idea how much it will..." She closes her eyes, resting her head underneath his chin. For the first time in a long time, she feels as though she's truly smiling.
Though it is always nice, many can tell you that cuddling does not last forever. Thus is the case as Rhino leaves Angel in her room after a time, with promises to be back later that night for her little get-together with friends. The mare herself seems to suffer no lasting effects from her brief fainting spell, and finishes off her day, and her last class of the week, easily. As darkening clouds gather overhead, the door to her room clicks shut as she comes back from her class.
She places a small bag of apples on her desk, sighing softly and slipping out of her pants. "Classes are done for the week. Now, to get ready for the sleepover..." She trails off, frowning in confusion. "Wait, would Angel even know how to host a sleepover?" She taps her chin, pacing the room as she thinks out loud. "She's never had good enough friends for that, aside from one pony... but that mare betrayed her..." She gulps, sweat forming on her forehead as realization dawns on her. "This... could be a problem..." She glances around, as if hoping a solution would come out of thin air.
Half an hour later, a series of three small knocks rings out from the door.
She looks up from the pile of papers she's scribbling on, her mane frazzled from worry. Confused, she gets up and walks over to the door, opening it. Her eyes widen in surprise, and she attempts to pull her short green shirt down to hide her pink panties. "R-Rhino! I-I, um..." She moves behind the door as she pulls it open, blushing brightly. "P-please, come on in."
He does so, setting down his now extremely stuffed backpack as he turns to her, tilting his head. "What's all this? Since when are you so shy around me, especially with all we've been through?"
"I-it's not that..." She blushes, looking at the mess on her desk. "I'm just... a little worried... and unprepared..."
"Unprepared for what?" He glances at the mess of paper. "It looks like your were doing a cram session for a class. Anything I can do to help?"
She gulps, gesturing for him to look at the papers with a shaky hand. "B-be my guest..."
Walking over, he levitates a few of the pages up to peruse them. "Oh, sleepover planning... Games are always good, whether board or just word ones. I hear truth or dare can be a popular choice."
"O-oh..." She picks up another sheet, writing down his suggestions. "Anything else, Rhino?"
"Umm..." His eyes look upward as he thinks. "Well, these are just off the top of my head but... I hear mares like to do makeovers or braid manes and tails... pillow fights... if you have a deck of cards you can usually get a few games out of that, whether it be go fish or poker, what you bet during the latter is your call."
"Well..." She looks at his bag, tilting her head to one side. "Do you have any snacks? We might be able to bet that."
He chuckles sheepishly. "Umm, well... I mean I brought a small bag of six cookies, but beyond that and a huge thermos of milk... not really."
"Oh." She looks to the bowl on her nightstand, upset. "I wish I hadn't eaten all those pretzels... well, it doesn't matter." She shrugs, smiling softly at him. "We can just play without betting. As friends, right?" She points under her desk. "There's a small fridge for your... milk." She giggles, shaking her head. "Why did you bring that, silly?"
He digs into his bag before bringing out what looks to be a thermos that can hold about half a gallon of anything. "Because I like milk."
"Oh?" She raises an eyebrow, smiling playfully and crossing her arms under her chest, pressing the soft mounds there together. "That explains some of your habits when making love." She blinks, tapping her chin. "Or... would you prefer me to keep calling it 'studying'?"
"I..." He coughs awkwardly. "Studying, please."
"Mkay, then!" She turns to look at her list, continuing to scribble on it. "So... would you mind if I put 'massage' on the list of activities?" She jerks a thumb at her own back. "Silk's wings seem to get stressed often. Likely because she doesn't fly, as she says." She smiles, reaching forward and holding his hand. "I figured she might appro... appre... enjoy your skilled hands... don't you agree?"
After a moment and a small blush, he nods. "I can do that.... though, umm, is it out of the question to ask for one myself?"
"Not at all!" She giggles, pulling him down and pecking his lips. "Would you like it from me, Silk, or both of us?"
"...both?" he asks hopefully.
"Then I'll try to convince her. You might want to put your milk in the fridge, by the way." She winks, letting go and turning to his bag. "What else do you have in there, anyways?"
Turning around and acting on her suggestion to stow his drink, he replies. "Well, the sleeping bag takes up most of the room, beyond that I have an extra set of clothes, a bag of toiletries, and... a snuggle pillow in case I end up in the bag."
"A... snuggle pillow?" She tilts her head, curious. "What is that?"
The stallion closes the fridge and walks over, pulling out a small square blue pillow. "I just... like to have something in my arms when I sleep. I've actually had this one for years, and it's still just as soft as when I got it."
She stares at it, quirking an eyebrow. "Blue?" She looks up at him, smirking coyly. "I would've thought you were a puce pony, honestly."
He chuckles. "Well, it was a hearth's warming present, and they thought blue would be easier to match no matter what color bedsheets I had."
"Oh. I thought it had some kind of signe... signu... hidden meaning." She reaches out, gently touching the pillow. "You're right, though... it's really soft. Almost as soft as you."
Again, he chuckles. "Why is it always mares that comment on my coat?"
"Because it's unique... and really pleasant." Angel smiles, leaning back against her desk. "If Silk wasn't showing up in twenty minutes, I'd show you how much I enjoy your fluffiness."
"I'll keep that in mind." Walking back over to the desk, he looks at the papers again. "I know your friend might have an idea or two once she gets here, but do you think you have enough to go on for now?"
"N-not really..." She turns to look at the pages when something catches her eye. She frowns slightly, touching the sleeve of his shirt. "Rhino?"
"Hmm?" He looks to her.
"You... have a tear, here..." She glances up at him, concern clear on her face. "Did... did something happen?"
Looking down, Rhino doesn't particularly react to the tear. "Oh, I guess that quill of hers didn't miss me as much as I thought..."
"What? Whose quill?" She lifts up his sleeve, feeling along his arm to check for an injury. "Why would one hit you?"
"Umm..." He rubs the back of his head with a hand. "I may have accidentally rounded a corner and ran into this pink mare with a dark blue mane on my way here. She had a quill behind her ear and it zoomed past me when we hit. She seemed fine afterward though, judging from how irritated she was at me for... 'delaying her when she was already behind from being given the wrong thing to study.' She left without a word after that."
The teen blinks up at him, confused. "Oh. That must've been White Rapids..."
Rhino blinks and tilts his head. "Friend of yours?"
"Acqui... aqua... classmate." She giggles, rolling her hand. "She's a water element student who had a showy, um... whatever those spheres do." She picks up her paper, scribbling a thought down as she continues talking. "She got upset when my massive fire phoenix happened, but I have no idea why. Said something about needing to be high-level or practiced for that to happen, if I remember correctly?" She twirls a lock of her mane around a finger, biting her lip before turning to him. "Do you have any more ideas for the sleepover?"
His ears fold back about halfway. "Sorry... not really. I don't exactly have much experience with these..."
She sighs, shaking her head dejectedly. "Neither do I..."
"Just wing it, I guess?" He offers.
"Maybe..." She looks up at him, smiling sheepishly. "Would you like to do anything while we wait for Silk?"
He shrugs. "I can't think of anything, though are you planning to just wear that for the rest of the night?" He gestures to her little 'hanging out' attire.
"Actually, I wanted to wear my sukumizu..." She blinks, shaking her head and putting a hand on his chest. "Actually, I think I'd prefer to lose the shirt, instead." She giggles, blushing brightly and stroking along his shirt. "What do you think, Rhino? We are all friends here, after all..."
His answer is uncertain. "Well, we are, yes, but what happens when your friend arrives? It doesn't exactly make for a good first impression..."
"Maybe not..." She sighs, sitting on her bed and pouting slightly. "And here I was hoping to see your cute blush, again..."
"Says the mare pulling a cute pose," he mutters. "Don't you see enough of my blush? I swear half the stuff you do makes it happen."
"Yes, but I love how you look while embarrassed." She snickers, patting the mattress next to her. "Care to join me?"
"Sure." He takes the offered spot. "Want me to remind you to get dressed in ten minutes since she arrives in 15?"
"Somehow..." She smiles, attempting to straighten out her mane. "I don't think she'll mind... but sure, if it'll make you happy."
"Well, it's not like I'm gonna force you into clothes..." He laughs, running his hand through her mane to help her. "In the end, it's up to you."
"Mkay! And besides..." She leans close, her eyes lidded as they gaze into his. "We both know you enjoy helping me out of them more..."
He gives her a quick peck on the lips. "True... of course the same thing can be said about you when it comes to me."
"Yes, that's true..." She giggles, reaching up and rubbing the top of his head. "Can we cuddle together for a bit? I want to be sure you hold me, tonight, if only for a little while..."
"You only had to ask."
The sounds of breathing soon become the only noises in the room. Outside, the day darkens from both the hour and the weather, giving a good warning of impending weather to all those paying attention. After what seems to be only a few minutes later for the two bedmates, light knocking comes from the door once more.
Chapter 12: The night starts
Angel, starting back into awareness, slowly sits up, rubbing her eyes. She glances at Rhino, smiling warmly at the sight of his sleeping form. She stands and moves over to the door, opening it and smiling warmly, momentarily forgetting about her lack of pants and frazzled mane. "Hello, there."
Silk, a small bag on her shoulder, stares at Angel for a moment, not quite expecting this type of welcome. "Hey, hun... Not interrupting something am I?"
"Not really." She giggles, taking her hand and pulling her inside. "I'm glad you're here, though. I was worried you wouldn't make it, considering..." She trails off as a flash of light illuminates the window. After a moment of silence, she tilts her head to one side, finger on her chin. "Huh. I guess it didn't hit the ground."
The pegasus nods. "Yeah, couldn't exactly fly through all that nastiness, but I still made it on time." Her gaze falls to the sleeping form on the bed. "I wasn't expecting anypony else here..."
"I did say I was inviting him." She smiles, gesturing to the stallion. "Silk, this is Rhino. We have a xenobiology class together, and we also study together."
"Ah, the stallion I ran into on my way out the other day." Her eyes narrow at the prone pony. "The same stallion I need to have a talk with about appreciating you..."
"Right..." She clears her throat, blushing softly. "Can that wait a bit, though? He's just so cute when he sleeps..."
Maintaining her stare for a moment longer, Silk sighs and concedes. "Fine. I guess he is easy on the eyes..." With a small smirk she turns to the other mare. "How's his flank?"
She blinks, confused by the question. "Well... his cutie mark is nice, if that's what you mean... and he's well-built, but not... chiseled, exactly..." She thinks for a bit before shrugging and turning to her pegasus friend, grinning widely. "On a different note, I got him to agree to massage your wings. I'm sure you'll like that!"
"What?!" The yellow mare barely keeps her voice a whisper. "But I liked it when you did it..."
She stares, stunned by her words. "Oh. Well, thank you..." She taps her chin, thinking a bit before an idea comes to her. "Maybe we both could massage you, then. That way, you can see which one of us you like better!" She giggles, playfully booping her nose. "How does that sound?"
"I still don't know how I feel about you offering me to be massaged, but I really like them..." She sighs resolutely. "Fine, as long as you're doing it too. I don't know him yet and wing massage is a trust thing."
"Then get to know him first." She smiles, a twinkle in her eye as a list floats over to her. "I have a few activities planned, but I'd like to have your input on them, too." She grabs the list and turns it to her, letting her see them. "Do you have any you'd like to add?"
Looking over the list, Silk actually does come out of it with an idea. "Perhaps we can do each other's manes and tails? I know guys aren't usually into that, but I find it fun. Maybe you and I can come out of this with new manestyles we like."
Angel considers this for a moment and nods, smiling brightly. "Yea, that sounds like a fun idea. And hey, we could even try on some of my costumes!" She winks teasingly, writing down these thoughts. "I know for a fact that you haven't seen one of them, yet..."
The pegasus lets out a small giggle. "Putting on a show for me and your boy toy? I wonder whose reaction you're waiting for the most..."
She frowns softly, crossing her arms. "He's not my boy toy. He's my study buddy. And..." She trails off, nervously glancing at the stallion to make sure he's asleep.
Silk smirks, leaning forward. "Well, alright then. 'Study buddy' it is then. Either way, I think a little fashion show might be a great idea. Are you planning on being the only one dressing up though?"
"Nope!" She smirks, narrowing her eyes at the older mare. "I'm sure you didn't just bring pajamas in your bag... am I right?"
She looks down at her bag. "Well, no, I also brought my outfit for tomorrow and my underthings..." Her eyes slowly widen. "Wait... what are you planning?"
"Just a show for everyone." She giggles, winking playfully at her. "After all, you feel a small amount of attraction to him as well, don't you?" She smiles, slowly sitting down on the bed and putting a hand over the stallion's chest, making circles just above the fabric. "Picturing his strong body on display before us, or maybe holding you in his arms late at night?"
The seamstress huffs, but as she watches, the stallion lets out a pleased hum as one of his hands raises up and lays itself over Angel's. A sigh slowly slips from her. "Ok, fine, I can't exactly deny he's cute after that, and maybe I think he has a nice build and his fur looks soft." She holds up a finger. "But that does not mean I dream of him at night."
Angel blinks, tilting her head to one side in confusion. "I just said picturing... not dreaming..." She giggles, leaning up and pecking the mare's forehead. "Is there something you're not telling me, Silk?"
A blush comes to the mare's cheeks. "Maybe... I don't think you know what exactly it is though."
"I suppose not." She shrugs and glances at Rhino, smiling warmly and leaning down, tenderly kissing his cheek. "Wake up, silly."
"Mmm?" Rhino's eyes open as he stretches. "Sorry... must've dozed off for a second. Did I miss anything?"
"Just a certain mare's arrival." She places a hand on the pegasus's shoulder as the other helps the stallion into a sitting position. "Rhino, this is Silk Tease. Silk, this is Rhino..." She trails off as she realizes something, a small frown on her lips. "I forgot to ask, do you have a last name? Or maybe a family name?"
"Nexus, family name." He replies, focusing on the new mare. "Nice to meet you, Silk, especially after that brief meeting the other day." He holds out his hand.
She takes it, a sheepish smile on her face. "Ah yes, sorry about that by the way. Didn't mean to run into you."
Smiling back, he replies. "No harm done, don't worry about it."
"Yay, bonding!" Angel giggles, clapping her hands together. She stops as a thought occurs, standing abruptly. "I'll be right back. I need to... do something." She nervously smiles and backs into the bathroom, giving the other mare a meaningful, concerned glance before closing the door.
The pegasus straightens up, her eyes narrowing at Rhino. "Alright, you, listen up because I have something very important to talk to you about."
Shaking off the rest of his slight drowsiness, the stallion pays attention. "I'm listening. What's this about?"
"This," she begins, "is about that sweet mare who just left our company, and how you are treating her. Now, let me finish. You seem like a nice stallion, but that filly is literally an angel, and I will not have you hurting her in any way." A single yellow finger pokes him in the chest. "If I get any whiff of you using her, abusing her, or making her cry, I will find you and there will be hell to pay. Got it?"
He holds up his hands placatingly but his voice is calm. "Silk, I assure you, you have nothing to worry about. I'm not going to hurt Angel, nor would I want to. If anyone else does it, you'd better believe I'm going to be right there with you when you find then." He narrows his eyes right back at her, meeting her gaze.
They maintain this little staring contest a moment longer before she smiles and pats his head. "Good. I just wanted to get that out of the way and see what you were made of. You passed."
He chuckles. "Good to hear."
A small wisp of blue fire appears nearby, cursive words forming out of the energy. 'Are you two done? May I come out, now?'
Silk rolls her eyes, calling out. "Yes, hun, you can come back."
The door creaks open and Angel pokes her head out, nervously glancing from one to the other. "Is... is everything okay between you two, now?"
Rhino nods as Silk answers. "All good, hun. We both agreed you're an adorable little thing that we never want to see hurt."
She giggles, blushing at her words. "You're really nice... thank you..." She steps back into the room, dropping her now-wet shirt into the hamper next to her. "I'm sorry I took that off, b-but I have a good reason! I tried brushing my teeth, and the faucet gushed the water out and splashed all over my belly." She sheepishly smiles, rubbing the back of her neck. "At least it didn't get my underwear, right?"
The stallion averts his eyes politely, remarking as he does so. "I swear you are very accident prone sometimes..."
The seamstress offers her own observation. "And for one so innocent, you've ended up in your unmentionables quite often in the short time I've known you."
Angel blushes softly, nervously trying to cover herself, forgetting she has lacey pink undergarments on. "It's not my fault... these situations just seem to happen..." She moves in front of her dresser, sitting down on the floor. "S-so, what would you two like to do first?" She floats the list over to them, hoping they wouldn't question the abrupt change of subject.
Silk takes the list from the air, Rhino making no move to stop her. "Well, it's not like we can only do each thing once. I've heard truth or dare at the beginning of a party can differ drastically from one near the end. Just an idea though. Hmm... cards is probably a tad boring right now... " She pauses a moment as the thermos floats out of the fridge and to it's owner, has a sip taken, then floats back in. "Oh... I'm not sure..."
Rhino just shrugs, not making a move to stand up. "I'm good with whatever you two decide."
The teenage mare pouts slightly, the gears in her head visibly turning as she tries to find something for the three of them to do. "I... I can't think of any-" She gasps as she starts to shrug, her hand immediately gripping the opposing shoulder. "Great... I guess I stressed myself out too much, earlier..." She shakes her head, ignoring the tightness in her muscle and turning to her closet. "As I was saying, I can't think of anything... well, unless you count that makeover, Silk..."
Both the unicorn and pegasus look at her in concern, Rhino speaking first. “Angel, are you sure you're okay? You looked like you really hurt for a moment..."
She waves a hand, smiling sheepishly. "I-I'm fine. Just a... pulled muscle, I think."
Silk watching him, Rhino walks over and gently places a hand on the white mare's shoulder. "Do you want me to try to help?"
Angel glances at the seamstress, leaning in and lowering her voice so that only he can hear her. "Are you sure? You don't have to... and you know how I get under your hands..."
He thinks a moment. "Hmm... maybe I just work on your shoulder while you're sitting?"
She goes silent before nodding quietly, smiling at him. "I... I'd like that, Rhino..."
Silk tilts her head at the two. "Well, judging by her smile I assume you two came to a decision. So, I take it we are putting our little mane makeover on hold while we help you out, hun?"
"Not at all." She giggles, waving her friend closer. "I'll just do yours while Rhino works, and you can do mine afterwards." She glances to the stallion, raising an eyebrow at him. "Is that alright with you?"
He shrugs again. "That's fine with me. Umm, did you just want to do it while like this... or did you want to put something on before we move to the comfy bed?"
"I'm fine, I think." She stands up, still holding her shoulder gingerly as she makes her way over to the bed. She sits down on the edge, bringing the chair over with her magic and positioning it in front of her. "That should do it."
Silk looks at Angel worriedly. "You sure you aren't gonna hurt your arm, hun?"
The younger mare rolls her eyes playfully, tapping her horn. "Unicorn, remember? I'll be fine, Silk."
She looks at her skeptically, but nids and takes her seat as Rhino does the same slightly behind and to the side of Angel. The stallion rubs his palms together to warm them up. "Alright, shall we get started?"
The white mare nods and winks at him, already taking some of the purple mane up with her magic. "If you wouldn't mind."
Rhino smiles as he sets his hands on either side of her shoulder strap and gets to work, feeling his way around as he locates the exact muscle that needs work.
Angel, meanwhile, starts to intertwine strands of the pegasus's mane, a hand resting on her friend's shoulder to at least have a bit of physical contact with her. Not wanting to have everyone work in silence, she nervously clears her throat, talking to both of them. "While we're doing this... does anyone want to share about themselves? Since this is rather-" She squeaks as the unicorn next to her touches the muscle he's looking for. "Um, friendly, right?"
Silk responds as she leans back, eyes closed. "Is this 'open sharing' time as opposed to truth or dare's 'forced sharing' time?"
"In a way, yes." She giggles, nuzzling the mare's mane and ears. "Do you?"
"Well..." after a moment's hesitation, she goes on, "Since I started getting my business off the ground... I admit I haven't had many friends, really none after a bit. I just didn't have the time what with moving here and getting everything set up. So... it's nice to have some again..." Her face is pink as she refuses to look at either of them.
"Aww!" Angel hugs her as best she can with one arm, smiling warmly. "I love being your friend, and I'm sure Rhino will, too!" She glances at him over her shoulder, her free hand gently caressing his thigh. "Right?"
His grip tightening a moment at the touch, he still nods. "Right... you seem nice."
Silk giggles. "Thanks hun... same to you."
The mare between them waits for a moment before speaking up. "Is it my turn?" She giggles before straightening up, pushing back against Rhino's hands. "I guess you both should know this... I, um... never really felt comfortable in my body... not since these came in..." She cups one of her cloth-covered mounds, blushing softly. "And... my friendships suffered for it... at least, that's what the one friend I still have from before I moved here said..."
Silk turns her head slightly. "Well, if it makes you feel better, hun. It wouldn't matter to me if you did or didn't have those."
The stallion however, perks up with a question. "Why would you not feel comfortable with yourself for having those?"
"I don't know..." She fidgets, moving on to the fourth braid, now. "I guess it's because I... had a second 'growth spurt'?" She makes air quotes with her hands. "Less than a month ago, in fact... and I'm still used to how I looked back then..."
"That's... not unheard of, I suppose, but I can see how that would surprise you." He slowly works the tension out of her shoulder. "For what it's worth... I think you were probably still cute without them. It's not like you're not you anymore, you just look different. As long as you still act like you, then there's no problem."
The pegasus lets out a giggle. "Well aren't you a sweet-talker?"
Rhino shakes his head. "I'm just saying what I think."
Angel gently grabs his hand, smiling warmly at him. "Thank you, Rhino..." She squeezes it and leans over to nuzzle his cheek. "You... you honestly have no idea what that means to me..." She lets go and turns her attention back to the mare in front of her, a playful glimmer in her eyes. "Your turn, stud."
"Hmm... well, it's not like it's a secret, but it's not something that usually comes up in most conversations." He starts rubbing and squeezing with his palms. "l can't actually use magic like a normal unicorn can unless it's basic levitation."
The smaller mare squeaks softly, her cheeks burning bright red in embarrassment. "R-really? Does that... have to do with your cutie mark?" She gulps, leaning back and whispering to him. "G-getting a little... too good, there, sweetie..."
He whispers back without breaking his motions. "I'm not really sure I can do anything about that if I want to get this spot out... I think it's the one you landed on when you fainted earlier, which is why it's being stubborn. I'm getting it though." Speaking louder, he answers her question. "In a way, yes. Anything beyond levitation, I am confined to using arcane circles and runes in order to cast the spell."
Silk quips in. "I've heard of ponies rarely using circles to cast complex spells... but to be forced to use them for every spell... That's new."
"So, say, illuminating your surroundings... would that require a circle?" Angel nears the end of her friend's mane, which, for all it's worth, looks impressive, to say the least. Not magazine-worthy, but enough to turn the head of stallions, and maybe a few mares.
He bears down on her shoulder as he answers. "Well, technically running magic through my horn makes light, but it's fairly dim so yes, for more useful light I would have to use a circle. Granted, a simple single rune circle, but a circle nonetheless."
The white mare mewls softly, the pleasure from his hands causing her to bolt straight before falling forward. Her hands catch her, but not before her face is buried in the feathers of her friend's wing. It doesn't help appearances that her fingers appear to be wrapped along the seamstress's rib cage and that she froze as soon as she realized what just happened.
Silk's wings shoot outward in surprise as she protests from her position under Angel. "Hey, what gives?! What did you do back there?"
Rhino blinks. "I just... got the last bit of her muscle relaxed..."
The pegasus grumbles. "Seems like you relaxed a bit more than her shoulder there."
Slowly, cautiously, Angel gets herself back upright, a fierce blush on her cheeks and a small wisp of steam coming off the top of her head. "I-I'm so sorry, Silk. I-is there anything I can do to make it up to you?" She pinches the tip of a wing, pulling on it as she inspects the mussed feathers on it. "Maybe push that massage up for you?"
Silk lets out a quiet yelp as Angel pinches her wingtip. "I don't know... I'm starting to worry about the side effects of Rhino's fingers when he gives a massage."
"Trust me." She giggles, putting a finger on her chin and turning her head to look at her. "You don't have to worry about any embarrassment." She winks and the light from her horn dies down. "Finished. What do you think?"
The pegasus takes a peek through the bathroom door, fingers playing with the end of the braid as she does a quick turn. "Oh~ now this is very nice... I never really did braids before because of how long they take, but I have to admit... I like this. It's like one of those styles you can go anywhere with and it wouldn't look out of place."
Angel giggles, hugging her friend happily. "Great! Oh, it's my turn, right?"
She nods. "That's right, hun. And I think I have a little something in mind for you." She peeks over at Rhino. "Though... I'm not sure if I want to pass out on your back from magic-fingers over there."
"I wouldn't mind." The white pony smiles, nuzzling the mare's cheek. "Though, if you really don't want to, I suppose he can get the next activity ready..."
Silk sheepishly smiles. "It's not that I don't want a massage, just maybe not yet."
He tilts his head. "What one were we thinking of next?"
Angel grins, pulling up her list and pointing to the second item. "Cards!"
The stallion nods. "Alright, I guess I can clear a space and get some spots ready for us to use."
"And in the meantime, I get to play with this golden mane." Silk finishes.
"Great!" The younger mare giggles, turning to the side on the bed so Silk can more easily get behind her. "I think one of you two should choose the game we play with them, though."
As the pegasus gets on her knees behind the white mare, Rhino chooses. "Well, go fish can kinda stagnate the fun mood. Poker sounds like the better choice, I think."
Angel smiles, nodding in agreement. "Poker it is, then." She pauses, a thought occurring to her. "So... what do we wager with?"
Silk answers now as she starts taking some of angel's locks, and well as a brush from her own bag. "Well, I'll assume we don't have chips... maybe food? I have some crackers and cheese in my bag...not too much though."
The mare nods, a hand to her chin as she thinks. "I, um, have a handful of pretzels... and three apples..."
Rhino chips in. "I have those half a dozen cookies."
"Then that should do... if only for a bit." She watches Rhino as he sets everything up, silent for a few moments. "What do we do... when we run out? I don't really want too short a game..."
Silk shrugs. "I'm sure we'll think of something. It's not too hard to find stuff for betting." She starts brushing one lock of Angel's mane forward, always pulling it back so she can do it again.
"I suppose you're right..." She trails off, trying to think of something to keep the conversation going. All she's able to pull are blanks, however.
The pegasus is the one to break the silence. "Don't worry so much about keeping everypony talking all the time, hun. Silence is natural." She looks up to see Rhino moving furniture a bit to make more room. "Like ‘Mister Focused’ over there, immersing himself in his job so that he forgets to talk."
"I guess that makes sense..." Angel gently sighs, reaching back and placing a hand on her friend's thigh. "I really am glad you became friends with me. With us." She gestures to herself and Rhino. "I also want to say... that you're welcome over whenever you want." She giggles, jerking a thumb at the window, darkened by the stormclouds outside. "My window's always open... or, rather, unlocked."
"I do appreciate that." Silk smiles as she continues brushing. "But I'd hate to end up unintentionally peeking in on something I'm not supposed to see."
The teen barely resists the urge to turn around, her ear flicking slightly to show her interest. "Like what?"
"You know..." She switches to a different section of mane. "Like when you're not decent or you're doing something private."
"You have seen me naked before, Silk." She giggles, rubbing along the other mare's leg gently.
Rhino's ears flick up as Silk blusters slightly. "Well, yes, but it's still not one of those things you intrude on..."
"But if it's just us, then it shouldn't be a problem." She smiles warmly, continuing to caress her friend's thigh. "Besides, I kind of... like how shy you two can get. It's cute."
"Angel," Silk asks with mock seriousness as her wings shuffle behind her, "is making other ponies blush your fetish?"
"Maybe." She shrugs nonchalantly, her ear twitching slightly. "I'd say it's more of... making ponies flustered." She suddenly lights up her horn, using it to pick up a stray bottle with an apple on it and tap Rhino's shoulder.
He turns and looks at the bottle, eyes widening in recognition as he coughs awkwardly. "I.. uh... Angel, I really don't think this is the time for that..."
The pegasus peeks around her friend at this statement. "What are you talking about-" she cuts herself as her eyes widen at the sight of the bottle of lube, "Angel... you dirty girl..."
She looks from one to the other, confused. "What wr-" She freezes as she realizes just what she grabbed. She quickly tosses it into the closet, trying to hide her burning cheeks and explain herself. "I-I just wanted to get your attention. Y-your reaction to that line in the thestral chapter is still on my mind - t-that's all!" She covers her face, ashamed at her blunder.
Nopony speaks for a few minutes until Silk stops messing with Angel's mane. "And... done." The golden mane, normally a simple straight style that parts to either side of her head, is not adjusted as much as one might expect, but it's the little things the make all the difference. One side now hangs forward, teasingly covering one eye as the other now hangs and curls just in front of Angel's neck. It's subtle, but it gives that sort of model look.
She gulps, looking into the mirror from where she's sitting. She immediately brightens up, spinning around and hugging her friend eagerly. "Thank you! It looks fantastic!" Before she realizes it, she pecks the other mare on the lips and turns to Rhino, gently tapping his shoulder to get his attention. "Rhino?"
Silk has a small blush on her face as she touches a finger to her lips.
Rhino, meanwhile, turns around from setting out the last cushion. His eyes widen in shock and awe. "Wow... you look amazing... both of you do, actually. Amazing what a new manestyle does."
The pegasus lets out a quiet giggle. "Thank you..."
"I'm glad you think so!" She rocks on her hooves, running a hand through his mane. "Would you like one of us to do something with your mane while we play?"
"I'm not quite sure how you'll manage that, but sure." He sets the cards in the center. "Ready when you ladies are."
She turns to the seamstress, gesturing to Rhino. "Would you like to do him? You're better at it than I am."
Silk puts a finger to her chin. "Well... I don't really have experience with short manes that stallions are fond of... I might have an idea... but what would you do if you could? Just so I can see what that mind of yours thought about doing."
Angel taps her chin, regarding the ceiling for a moment before smiling softly. "I'd make it windswept... maybe a little less tangled than it already is..."
"Hmm... what do you think about..." She leans over, whispering the rest into her ear.
The younger mare giggles, nodding brightly. "Yes, that sounds great!" She picks up the deck, attempting to shuffle it but causing the cards to scatter on the floor, instead. She silently stares before turning to the other unicorn, shyly smiling. "Um... m-maybe you should handle that, instead?"
He looks at the two mares curiously, but shrugs after a moment, his horn lighting up as he starts picking up the cards a few at a time to make sure he doesn't miss one. He stacks them all back into a deck in no particular order, setting it down in the center again. "Well, on the bright side, they're shuffled now."
"T-true." She lowers herself to the floor, crossing her legs. A bowl with a few pretzels inside floats into her hands, and she places them off to the side. "So... how do the rules work?"
Rhino nods. "Alright, the game is basic Appleloosa Hold-em..."
A few minutes later, each player has been dealt their two cards, the five cards are in the center of the table, three flipped, and each player has their snacks next to them as bets, each pony has six bets.
Angel peeks at her cards, unsure. "So... what's the opening, um, wager, I think you said it was?"
Rhino explains as Silk stands behind him, her fingers and brush working through his mane and the relaxed look on the stallion's face revealing that he is enjoying every second of it. "Your bets are either a third of your pretzels or one apple, mine is one cookie, Silk's is one third of crackers or cheese."
"Oh?" She looks at her apples, frowning slightly. "I brought these for us to eat." She smirks, wagging a finger at him in mock-chastisement. "It wouldn't do for us to eat our 'chips', would it?"
"Nope..." He peeks under his own cards, Silk doing the same. "We'll still eat them afterwards anyway though, it's not like whoever wins is the only one who will get to eat. This is just so we have something to plan with."
"If you say so." She tosses him one of the bright yellow fruits before putting the correct number of pretzels on a napkin by the cards. "Like that, Rhino?"
The stallion stares blankly at the fruit, his head twitching slightly as Silk works through a tangle. "Umm... why did you give one of your bets to me? You did the other part right of putting it in the center."
She blinks, tilting her head to one side. "I thought you said it wouldn't do for us to go hungry while playing..."
Silk pipes up. "Well, that's the thing, hun. You said something about us have limited bets anyway, and this doesn't exactly make more of them. If we want to eat some now, perhaps we best limit ourselves to one eating bet each?"
"I, um..." She frowns, the gears turning in her head before she sighs quietly. "Then may I have my apple back, if you aren't hungry?"
"How about this?" He keeps the apple but floats a bit of cheese to Angel and floats a cookie to Silk's pile. After a moment, he slides one cookie in to make his bet. "There, now we each have one bet to eat."
Angel sighs and mutters to herself, lifting the piece of cheddar to her lips. "I'm not hungry, though..."
The pegasus responds this time, her fingers working in Rhino's blue stripe. "Then just use it as a nibble snack, hun. We're not gonna force you to eat." She slides forward her bet, flipping over one card in the center.
The white mare peeks at her cards and sighs, pushing them away from her. "Fold. I don't have anything..."
Rhino silently slides another cookie forward as a bet.
Silk peeks around him, narrowing her eyes at his face to see if she can tell what he's thinking. After a moment, she slides a few crackers forward. "Call."
The next card is flipped and Rhino deems not to bet anything, but still stay in the game. Silk follows this example and the hands are revealed.
The stallion smiles as he slides his winnings over. "Sweet, one to me."
The unicorn smiles, leaning forward and pecking him on the forehead. "Good job, stud." She picks up the cards and puts them into his hand, smirking playfully. "Winner shuffles the deck."
Chuckling, he lights up his horn and does so, distributing the cards again as Silk sets down her brush and starts working exclusively with her fingers. Looking at his cards, he slides a cookie forward. "Bet."
The yellow mare takes a peek at her cards then the center before shaking her head. "Fold."
"Fold." She sighs, resting her head on her hand. "What good is a two and a three if the other cards are all high?"
He shrugs as he shuffles again, reclaiming his bet. "Not even the same suit, just unlucky I guess." The next round starts. "You're first, Silk."
"One more moment... there. Take a look at that while I play." As she slides her bet in, the others see she has indeed given his mane that windswept look, but she has also done something a bit creative by taking his striking blue stripe and braiding it.
The stallion peeks in the bathroom mirror., smiling. "Wow, that's an interesting look... probably not something I'll do to myself, but it's still neat to look at."
"I'll say." Angel giggles, putting one of her apples in the center. "Makes me want to run my hands through it... but I can't since, you know, Silk just styled it." She sticks her tongue out at him before turning to the other mare. "So, did you feel his fur, yet?"
"Actually, yes." She answers as Rhino bets as well, flipping the card after. "I felt his neck when I was working with his mane. I have to say, it was surprisingly soft and thick... very nice."
"Why thank you," the stallion in question remarks as she bets again.
"Call." She pushes half of her remaining pretzels onto the napkin. "And isn't it? I just love to feel his fur against mine... especially when he massages me..." She laughs brightly, playfully pushing on his shoulder. "I'm sure he enjoys that as well, though my own fur isn't as fluffy."
She concedes. "True, but I feel our fur is more towards silky than fluffy." Rhino bets again and flips the card. The pegasus nods, deciding not to bet again but not be out of the game. "Check."
"Check." Angel smiles, taking one of Rhino's hands with her magic and putting it on Silk's shoulder. "And I'd like to know what he thinks about yours." She turns to her classmate, expectant.
Rhino looks to Silk to see if she minds, but she doesn't seem to as he moves his hand down her arm. "I think silky is the right word, definitely. Check."
The hands are revealed one at a time. Silk reveals 2 pairs. Rhino reveals a straight, causing worried looks from the mares.
Angel sits silently, eyes nervously flitting from one pony to another. She flips over her cards, smirking playfully. "Straight flush!" She giggles, grabbing the napkin and dropping the snacks into her bowl. "So, I guess I'll be shuffling, now..." She picks up the deck, fumbling it but actually not dropping it like last time. She shuffles the cards and puts them down, turning to her friends. "Would anyone like to cut it?"
A few more rounds pass with wins distributed almost equally until a particularly confident Silk bets her last bit of food, only to have Angel come from nowhere and win it from her.
She sighs. "Well, looks like I'm out of bets... what do we do now? I didn't want to stop yet."
"I don't know..." The white mare pouts, crossing her arms under her satin-covered breasts. "I don't think this game would be fun with only two players, anyways... even if the other player's Rhino." She holds up a hand, sheepishly smiling at him. "N-no offense."
He waves a hand. "None taken. Still, what do we have left to use?"
Angel hums softly, looking from one friend to the other, thinking quietly to herself. Her eyes fall to the shirts still on her friends, and then lower still to their pants, before they light up with an idea. "I got it!"
Silk tilts her head. "Well, don't keep us in suspense, hun. What's the idea?"
She grins, gesturing to the mare's body as a whole. "Clothes! We can wager those!"
Eyes widen all around as Rhino says what the other two are thinking. "Wait... you mean like, strip poker?"
The mare blinks, turning to him in confusion. "Strip poker? What's that?"
The yellow mare swallows and answers this, seeing as the stallion decided he'd rather blush and look away. "Well, hun, it's a variant of poker where instead of a winner, there is but a single loser, who removes an article of clothing and have to leave it off. The game ends when there is nothing left to take off or all ponies don't want to take anything else off."
"Oh." She taps her chin, thinking a bit before nodding. "Yea, that's pretty much what I meant. Is..." She falters, noticing the looks on their faces. "Is that a little... out of line?"
Rhino remains silent as Silk speaks again. "Well... normally it's one of those things only done by friends, which we are, but it's still not brought up lightly." She thinks on this. "But, admittedly, hun, you are already in your underthings so it's not like we can take the high road on this one that easily when the one who suggested it is willing to do it themselves." She looks to the stallion questioningly. "Maybe if we don't go full nude, but just down to her level?"
He looks between the two of them, silent for a full minute before he lets out a large sigh and straightens up. "Ok..."
"Yay!" She giggles, picking up the cards and shuffling them, better than before, but not great. "So, how do we find out the, um... loser?" She scrunches up her nose at the word, as if saying it leaves a bad taste in her mouth.
Rhino's reply is simple. "Just do what we normally do to determine the winner, except pay attention to what is worth the least, I guess."
The snacks are set to the side as the cards are dealt. All five cards are face up in the center as each pony peeks under their downward cards. A small twitch of rhino's mouth goes unseen as all of them grab their cards and Silk counts them down. "And... flip." With not even a pair to his name, the stallion is the first to have to take something off.
He tries to look on the bright side. "Well... I guess it's not bad for guys at first..." Slipping off his shirt, he tosses it over to the side.
"Definitely not bad, from where I'm sitting." Angel giggles, leaning over and nuzzling him, slowly running a hand through the fur on his chest. "It's more fluffiness for us to see... and you seem a bit more buff than I remember." She quirks an eyebrow at him, curious. "Did you start exercising, recently?"
He shakes his head. "No... I've been chopping up a fallen tree at my house, but that's it." Spotting Silk observing him from out of the corner of his eye, he smiles. "Like what you see?"
Her only response is for her face to go a bit pink as she turns away.
The mare on his shoulder smiles, whispering into his ear. "I think she has a thing for you, too, stud." She pulls away and winks playfully, shuffling the cards and dealing them out. "So, we have... two three's and three two's. Huh."
Silk comments from her side. "I guess if any of us gets a two or three they don't have to worry." They flip over their cards, revealing Rhino to have the two and Angel the three while the yellow mare has a pair of sixes. "Just had to open my mouth didn't I?" She looks down, mentally bracing herself. "Might as well get it over with..." Her shirt is slipped off and tossed to the side, revealing her lacy baby-blue under-attire.
Rhino, however, maintains a gaze at the cards, not looking at Silk.
Angel, seeing the stallion purposely keeping his focus elsewhere, rolls her eyes and turns to Silk, smiling warmly. "I have to say... you look more stunning than I imagined..." She giggles playfully, moving closer and hugging her friend from the side. "I love how silky you feel!" She nuzzles the mare's neck, cooing softly before reluctantly pulling away. She pouts softly, her horn lighting up as she picks up the cards and shuffles them. "I wish I could cuddle both of you all night long..."
Silk mutters quietly as they begin the next round. "We'll see..." The next round begins and ends just as quickly, leaving the pegasus as the one with the least points again. Surprisingly enough though, she giggles, standing up and whipping off her pants, flinging them over with her shirt. "You know, this is strangely fun and liberating to be like this." She spies Rhino still keeping focused on the game. "Ok seriously, what's up with you? Most stallions would be ogling by now."
Keeping his gaze forward, he answers. "It's rude to stare..."
The white mare turns to the other, shrugging apologetically. "I told you how hard it was for me to get him to look. He's a gentlestallion, at least." She shuffles and deals once more before peeking at her cards, staring at them in shock. "...you've gotta be kidding me..."
The rest of the cards are revealed, Angel being in last place by quite a bit. The other two ponies look at her curiously, wondering what she will do.
She shrugs, smiling sheepishly. "I lost, and fair's fair..." She reaches up to her neck and a small click is heard. As she pulls her hand away, a length of cloth slowly reveals itself, the heart-shaped piece of metal on the front clinking quietly. She giggles, swinging the item for them both to see. "This counts as clothes, right?"
They nod, but Rhino asks, "Why were you wearing that though, and with a camouflage spell of all things?"
"What, you don't recognize it, stud?" She turns it over in her hand, smiling softly and her cheeks tinting pink. "I was wearing it all day... it reminded me of both of you..."
He blushes as the yellow mare smiles. "Aww... that's sweet, hun..."
"It's the truth." She laughs brightly, smiling coyly as she shuffles the deck once more. "I don't have any other articles hidden on me, though. My necklace is on the nightstand."
"I guess things are getting interesting then." With that comment, the next round begins and cards are flipped. Silk giggles as she spies the numbers. "Well well, looks like it's your lucky night Angel, your stallion here has to lose his pants."
"If it was my lucky night, he'd have already lost them." She sticks her tongue out at her and turns to the other unicorn, smiling softly. "You'll be alright, right, Rhino? It's just us, after all."
He stands up as he speaks, his tone ironic. "Well, everypony's doing it..." His pants come off quickly and smoothly, being tossed over with his bag as he sits back down, his face burning.
Silk stretches out a hand and pokes him. "Some shapely legs you got there." This only cause him to blush more, resulting in a giggle from her.
"Strong, too." She laughs, dealing out the next hand. "I wouldn't mind witnessing that first-hand, again..." As one they flip their cards, and after a quick check they all look to Angel, who's blinking blankly in stunned silence for a few seconds. When she finds her voice, she nods numbly, her cheeks vibrant pink. "...huh. I guess it wouldn't hurt." She smirks teasingly, eyes twinkling. "You've both seen me topless, before..."
Both of the others hold up hesitant hands as they speak. "Well, you don't have to..."
"Well, we agreed, didn't we?" She reaches back and undoes the snap in the back, the cloth now hanging loosely over her chest. "And I'm one to never go back on my word." She winks at them and slips it down off her shoulders, flinging it into her hamper behind Silk. With her perky white mounds bared for them to see, she picks up the deck, starting to shuffle once more. "So, shall we continue?"
"I... I don't know about that..." Rhino looks nervously over to Silk to see if she agrees, only to blush and look away as he remembers exactly what she does and doesn't have on.
The seamstress, though momentarily distracted by Gel, agrees. "He does have a point, hun. We don't exactly have much left... How about we move on to another game?"
"Okay, though there's only one other game on the list." She floats it over to them, covering the smirk on her lips with a hand. "The very first item on it, at that."
"Truth or Dare," Rhino reads out. "Well... that does sound interesting. "I'm all for it."
Silk nods, smiling.
"Great!" She giggles, pointing to the stallion. "I'll do you, you'll do Silk, and she'll do me. Does that sound alright?" She taps her chin, thinking to herself. "Or would the reverse be better?"
"We could always do one then the other." He offers. "Either way though, I think you should start."
"Gotcha, so we switch after every round!" She smirks, leaning back against her bed as she looks at him, her eyes roaming his body. "Truth or dare, stud?"
"Hmm... Eh, why not? Dare." He smiles widely at her.
Chapter 14: The game escalates
"I dare you to..." Angel taps her chin, thinking a bit before smiling coyly, pointing to his briefs. "Take those off and leave them off the rest of the night."
The stallion's face pales as he blanches. He tries to laugh it off, but his nervousness is only betrayed more. "Not starting soft are you? Though, if you are, then I'm really worried..." Standing up again, he grabs onto the band of his boxer-briefs, hesitating a moment before suddenly just whipping them off and tossing them away, sitting down quickly with his legs crossed.
However, it was not quick enough to keep both mares from getting an eyeful of his semi-hard shaft. Silk's face is almost pure pink, but she still has a small smile on her face as she comments. "Oh my..."
The smaller unicorn giggles, resting a hand on his thigh. "I look forward to the rest of the game. For now, though," she pulls her hand away, winking at him, "I believe it's your turn to ask Silk."
Slowly, he turns to the other mare, her wings partially spread behind her. His face remains red, but he asks nonetheless. "Truth or Dare?"
She gives him a sly smile, obviously more at ease than he is. "Truth."
He thinks a moment before asking. "Are you attracted to Angel?"
Her wings twitch slightly before she answers with slight hesitation. "Yes..."
"Rhino..." The mare in question rolls her eyes playfully, leaning further back against the bed. "I could've told you that."
He rubs the back of his head as Silk smirks at the white unicorn. "Oh don't worry dear, maybe I'll make up for his with mine. Truth or Dare?"
She tilts her head to the side, considering her options before nodding, a confident tone in her voice. "Truth!"
"Hmm..." Silk taps her lip with a finger before speaking. "Have you had the urge to feel me up since we've met?"
"Yes. Multiple times." She giggles brightly, waving a hand playfully at her. "I'm into mares, too. Didn't you know?"
The pegasus giggles back. "I had a feeling... but it's always good to know for sure."
"Now you know, and, now, it's your turn." She smiles, turning to look more directly at her. "Truth or dare?"
She waves a hand. "Too much truth, time for a dare."
"Okay, then!" The mare's eyes narrow playfully, and she gestures to the seamstress's clothes. "I dare you to take one of those off. Same rules as with Rhino, but not allowed to cover yourself."
"Oh, alright, but only because you make this look and sound so fun. Plus, as our stallion here said, 'everypony's doing it'." With a quick reach around to her back and a snap, her bra falls away and is quickly tossed, her golden mounds bouncing slightly with the action. Feeling like a tease, she jiggles them at Angel, Rhino having looked away the instant the dare was given. "Like what you see, hun?"
She bites her lip, her thighs squeezing together as she nods eagerly. The blush on her cheeks deepens, and her eyes are watching the soft mounds before her. "Y-you really are bigger..."
Rhino's lower head starts to make itself known despite his sitting position as sounds and imagination prove to be plenty for it to get interested. The stallion himself though, stares resolutely at the ground, trying and failing to clear his mind.
Seeing his lack of action, Angel leans over, gently shaking his shoulder. "Rhino? It's your turn to ask." She giggles, playfully nuzzling his ear and nipping the tip. "You might want to pay attention."
He shivers from the touch, tilting his head up enough to see her. "Ok... truth or dare?"
She smiles warmly, kissing him gently and resting her forehead against his. "How about... dare?"
With a small smile he looks at her. "I dare you... to convince Silk to help you give me a massage. Whether it's now or after the game is your choice."
She blinks, considering this a moment. "Sure, but I have to figure out how, first... so likely after the game." She turns to the mare in question, winking at her. "I could offer her something nice in return..."
The pegasus winks back. "I think I'd be willing to listen to your offer. For now though, I have a question to ask. Rhino, truth or dare?"
Still not looking at her, he mumbles. "Dare."
Her response is quick. "I dare you to look at me and stop being so darn squeamish about it."
He gulps, cornered. Slowly he raises his eyes and turns his head, seeing her fully. The responding wiggle she does along with the wink serve to make him flush even more, if that was possible, as his member hovers at not quite full size.
Silk smiles slyly. "Good boy."
"My turn, I think." Angel clears her throat, nuzzling the stallion's neck teasingly. "Truth or dare, Rhino?"
Turning to her, he answers. "I have no idea why I keep picking this, but it's been kinda fun so why not keep going. Dare."
She pouts but sighs, smiling teasingly. "I dare you to... actually, can I consult with her, real quick?" She gestures to the older mare, shyly smiling. "I want to ask what she thinks of it, first."
"Umm... sure.." He nods.
She shifts over to Silk, leaning close and whispering, making sure to cover her mouth in case he can read lips. "You wouldn't mind him removing your last article of clothing, would you?"
Silk lets out a cough as she looks at Angel incredulously, whispering back. "What?! Are you trying to keep him or are you trying to set him up with me?"
The mare simply looks back at her, confused. "Are you saying I can't do both?"
The pegasus' mouth hangs open for a moment before she lets out a breath. "I swear girl... you just exist to make life interesting, don't you? I swear I wouldn't normally do this unless I had too much wine, but for some reason I like the idea." She peeks around at the stallion who is looking away from them. "I think your thing of enjoying making him blush is rubbing off on me... Let's do it."
"Yay!" She giggles, turning to look at Rhino with a bright smile on her lips. "Rhino! We got it figured out!"
He raises an eyebrow at her. "Should I be worried?"
She winks and turns around, getting on her hands and knees. "I dare you to remove our panties. And you aren't allowed to look away." She shakes her ass at him, her tail flicking to the side in her excitement. "Feel free to touch as long as you want, stud. Just not between the legs... not yet." She sticks her tongue out and spreads her legs slightly, waiting to see his reaction.
Evidently at least one part of him like the idea, as his length stands straight at attention, displaying himself proudly despite its owner's attempts to keep it corralled. Rhino's eyes widen and his pupils shrink while Silk takes the same position as Angel, mirroring her movements right down to the tongue. Despite the fact that his face is redder than either of them have ever seen before, he stands up and steps over, both of his hands reaching out towards them.
Silk remarks to Angel quietly. "Oh my goodness... this feels so naughty, yet... exciting and right at the same time..." Her tail flicks happily.
"I know, right?" She giggles, placing one hand on her friend's. "And wait until you feel his hands on you..." She looks back at him, calling out. "One of us at a time, sweetie. I want everyone to enjoy this moment."
He nods and gulps, his mind blurry at this turn of events as his hands gravitate towards the pink panties on the white rump now. Sliding his hands on either side of her hips, he hooks his thumbs in the band from underneath, spreading his fingers out on the coat above it, and drags down. Cool air replaces the barely damp fabric as his hands trail all the way down her legs.
Angel coos softly, lowering her chest slightly and pushing back towards him. "That's great. Maybe a little slower for Silk, though." She turns to the mare, eyes lidded. "I know you want to see how her flanks feel... I do, too..."
Silk giggles, wiggling herself at him. "Yeah, show me that magic touch of yours and what it can do."
As Angel's panties touch the ground, the stallion moves to the next mare, gripping her light blue ones. Putting his hands in the same position, he starts barely dragging the garment down, moving his fingers back and forth through her coat as he does so.
Her breath hitches in her throat as a shivers goes down her spine and to the tips of her wings as they spread fully out from her back. The fact that she is exposed only heightens her pleasure as she grips Angel's hand, whispering. "Oh my~! I see at least one thing you like about him... he's so gentle, yet you can feel the power he could be using on you if he had a mind to. Ah~!"
She giggles, leaning in close to kiss the other mare. As she pulls away, she winks, squeezing her hand back. "You'd love how strong he can be... even if it might take a while to move, afterwards..." She smirks and lights up her horn, pulling the pegasus's tail up onto her back to give the stallion an unobstructed view.
The movement draws his eyes upward, despite the fact that he is just past halfway down her legs. A small smile grows on his face from what he sees, as well as his stallionhood giving an approving pulse. The light blue panties touch the ground and the pegasus steps out of them.
Angel takes their panties and tosses them to the side, both of them landing on her desk. "Well, that was fun!" She beams, moving up and sitting on her bed. She gestures to Rhino, leaning back on one arm as she speaks. "Your turn, sweetie."
He nods, looking at both mares with a greater sense of ease before turning to the yellow one as she sits down on the floor cushion. "Alright Silk, truth or dare?"
Her eyes twinkle. "Well, let's see if you can improve from last time. Truth."
The stallion smirks at her. "What is your fetish?"
"Oh... now there's a question..." She looks upward towards the ceiling. "I guess, as telling as it might sound given my name, I have a tease fetish. I love being driven right to the point but not being pushed past over and over... I also have a slight one for being held down and not being able to drive myself past it, though that's only good when it's done by ponies I trust." She smiles at both Angel and Rhino.
The white unicorn blinks, holding up a hand. "So wait, when I was preening your feathers the other day... was that why you were writhing like that?"
Her face only turns slightly pink as she nods. "It was sort of a combination of both when you did that..."
She taps her chin, her lips curling into a playful smirk. "I guess Rhino and I will just have to replicate the experience for you, then." She giggles and gestures with a hand. "I certainly wouldn't mind seeing you react like that, again."
"I look forward to it... but I wonder who gets first dibs on a massage... Guess we'll find out. For now though..." She smiles at Angel. "Truth or dare?"
The younger mare shrugs, smiling coyly. "Why not? Dare."
"Give yourself a little rub for us, not too much, just a hint of what's there to tease us." Silk licks her lips.
Angel giggles, nodding eagerly. She turns and bends over the bed, watching the two of them as she shakes her ass teasingly. She braces herself with one of her hands, the other quickly moving to her pussy. She raises one leg onto the bed as she starts stroking the edges of her flower. Her fingers slowly get wet from her own juices as her lips start to glisten, and she keeps an eye on the two of them the whole time.
Both observing ponies actually react almost the exact same way. Each of them locks their eyes onto the show before them, and both of them can be seen squirming a bit as their private bits voice their approval and demand more. Breaths start quickening and as one of Silk's hands raise up to her chest, she suddenly redirects it and holds it up to stop Angel. "Ok... that'll do, hun. Go ahead and stop." A small growl comes from Rhino.
She whines but does as she's told, turning around. She continues to stand, smiling at the other mare. "Truth or dare, sugar?"
Silk winks. "Hmm... let's see how you do with truth, hun."
"Okay, then." She smirks, reaching out and playfully pinching the tip of her wing. "Are you attracted to Rhino like you are to me?"
The pegasus gives pleased yelp as she answers. "I... yes, I am. Admittedly, not quite as much as you yet because I haven't known him as long, but still yes."
Rhino's face at this revelation looks like he doesn't exactly know how to respond to this.
Angel, noticing this, walks over to him, gently placing a hand on his shoulder. "Sweetie? Are you alright?"
He shakes his head, smiling a moment later. "Sorry, I'm just... not sure how to react to that... umm, truth or dare, Angel?"
She blinks, tilting her head to one side as she considers this. "I suppose... dare would be good." She winks at him, blushing softly. "Anything come to mind?"
"Umm..." He thinks about the last dare. "I dare you to... tease Silk in whatever way you want to for one minute, without touching anything private on her."
The white pony glances at the other mare for a moment before turning back to him, sheepish. "And 'private' would be... what, exactly?"
His face reddens. "Just, erm, just not the you know, chest or groin..."
"Oh. Okay, then!" She walks over to Silk, smiling warmly at her. "I hope you enjoy this, sugar." She cups her cheeks and pulls her into a kiss, much deeper than what they shared earlier. She makes sure to stand slightly to the side, bent over as she is, so he could see it. She breaks away, giggling brightly and nodding toward the bed. "Before we start, though, could you please sit on the bed?"
Silk nods, the action slow and her expression dazed as she moves over to it.
"Now, he said not to touch your chest or groin..." She smirks, taking the tip of a wing between her fingers and extending it to its full length. "But nothing about your wings. I wonder if he knows?" She helps her friend forward, laying her down on her stomach and turning the seamstress's head to the side so she can breathe easier. The white mare pauses, looking at Rhino curiously. "That's not against your rules, is it?"
He shakes his head, still observing. "You did use up ten seconds of your minute with that kiss though."
She giggles, winking playfully at him. "Who said that was part of the teasing?" She maneuvers her friend so she's leaning over the edge of the bed, plot facing the stallion, before sitting on her back, her legs gripping the pegasus's hips between them. She takes the mare's wing between her fingers, bringing it up and gripping the tip in her teeth. One hand keeps the appendage steady while the other strokes through the plumage, her ears perked for any sounds she might make.
Silk almost immediately starts panting. Near the end of every few strokes she shudders and squirms a bit, her tail thrashing.
Angel's tail quickly wraps around hers, pulling it up and away from her so Rhino could see her arousal. With one wing pinned by her leg, and the other in her mouth, she is able to move both hands freely. She continues to run her fingers through the golden feathers before her, her other hand teasingly rubbing around one of the joints along its upper edge.
Her marehood starting to glisten, Silk continues panting, her breath hitching occasionally as the pleasure runs through her brain. Her hands clench and unclench bunches of the sheets her mind starting to go foggy.
After what seems like all too little time, Rhino speaks, a slight strain in his own voice. "Ok, stop." The pegasus lets out a whine.
Angel reluctantly lets go of the now-stiff wing, pouting at Rhino. "Do I have to?"
A devilish smirk appears on the stallion's face. "Half the challenge was seeing what you could do in that time, the other half was making you stop after only that long."
She sighs, reaching back and pulling on one of the plush, yellow cheeks, craning her neck slightly. "How does she look, anyways? I can't really see..."
He chuckles. "She looks like she was in heaven. But she's got to come back now so she can take her turn."
Silk mutters to both of them so they can hear. "I don't know whether to thank you or curse you for this..."
He just smiles. "That was the point."
Angel carefully gets off the mare's back, sitting down on the bed next to her and looking to Rhino. "So... her turn to ask you, right?"
The pegasus rolls over, sitting up and leaning against Angel as she looks to Rhino. "Truth... or dare..."
He and his member sit defiantly. "Truth."
She laughs a moment. "Since... I can't think straight right now... What is your fetish?"
Rhino looks down, pondering for a moment. "I'm not sure if I have any other ones... but the big one I know I have is an aural one."
Angel looks at him, confused. "So... you like using your mouth?"
He shakes his head. "Aural, not oral. I have a sound fetish... you know, moaning, screaming, panting, that sort of thing."
"Oh." She blushes, wrapping an arm around Silk and nuzzling her head. "So when I was teasing her..."
"Or when I was teasing you... yeah..." He nods, a small sheepish smile on his face.
She smiles, glancing down at his lap. "That explains why your friend is like that, at least."
"Yeah..." He repeats. "I guess it's your turn to ask me then?"
"Yep!" She giggles, smiling brightly at him. "So... truth or dare, stud?"
"I think... I'm gonna go truth this time." He smiles just as brightly back at her.
"Okay, then." Her smile fades away, a serious, slightly concerned expression taking its place. "Why were you so interested in that one line of the thestral chapter?" She gulps softly, idly stroking the golden fur of Silk's arm. "The one about that stallion who helped ponies accept his kind?"
Rhino's face instantly goes sober and his length starts to recede. He doesn't speak for a moment, but when he does, his voice sounds... tired, if nothing else. "I thought it might contain some information... that might help me see my friend again."
"But... why would you need help to see your friend?" She scratches her head, her brow furrowed deeply. "I don't see how that could've helped, anyways... sorry for killing the mood..." She turns away from them, ashamed.
"No need to beat yourself up over it... it was an honest question. It's less helping me find her... and more removing barriers for us to find each other." He sighs laying down on his back, now flaccid.
Silk, meanwhile, hugs Angel. "Come on now, hun, you didn't know. It's not your fault. And if it's the mood that's bothering you, I'm sure we can get it back if that's what you want."
"...y-you're right." She shudders softly, looking at her friends for a moment before smiling slyly. "I may be out of turn, but... truth or dare, Silk?"
Blinking, she replies. "Umm... dare?"
Angel stands, bringing the mare on her arm with her. "I dare you..." She walks her over to the stallion, winking playfully at him. "To let Rhino play with your breasts for... what would you say is a good length of time, sweetie?"
He blinks, looking at her strangely. "Umm... Two minutes?"
"That long." She sets her down on his lap, giggling brightly. "Think of it as... fulfilling part of your fantasy with him." She kisses the mare, blushing softly as she sits next to them.
Silk's face goes pink, but she leans back against the furry stallion's chest anyway. "That sounds nice to me... Take me away, stud." She winks at Angel for borrowing the nickname.
With one beautiful mare to one side and another on his bare lap, the male makes the decision any of his kind would make and brings up his hands. As they firmly grasp her chest mounds, she lets out a coo of delight, clearing his head a bit. The dexterous graspers start working like he is giving a massage, grabbing and releasing as they push and pull the mounds in long slow circles. Two fingers on each hand close suddenly on the nipples of each breast, pinching them between as the circle continue.
This causes the mare to let out a moan, meaning the stallion's brain starts diverting blood flow to a... potentially needed area. The seconds tick by as Silk leans back with her eyes closed, her fingers twitching as her breasts are toyed with, the stallion's hands being large enough to cover almost all of them in his grasp. "Oh yes... just like tha-eep!" She looks down sharply to see a familiar phallus poking its head out from between her legs and still growing. "I guess it's good for you too..."
She puts a hand on Rhino's shoulder, smiling warmly at him. "Sorry, stud. Time's up." She giggles, a finger tracing the blunt tip of his pride. "I'm glad you both are having fun, though..." She bites her lip, her gaze roaming over both of them in an almost wanting manner.
Silk squirms as the side of the pole rests against her nethers. "Is truth or dare already over?"
She smiles, tapping her chin thoughtfully. "It doesn't have to be... why?" She smirks, leaning close and whispering in her ear, loud enough for Rhino to hear. "Did you want more of him, sugar?"
"Him, you, one of you, both of you! I don't know!" She grabs Angel and roughly kisses her for a few seconds. "Just... something, get me doing something. Having all this stuff done to me is driving me up the wall... in a good way."
Rhino interjects. "If I may make a... slightly selfish suggestion. I believe I was promised a massage once the game was over..."
She giggles brightly, turning to the stallion. "You were, and we will deliver." She turns to Silk, smiling wolfishly. "Care to help me give him a... full body massage?" She leans in, nibbling the tip of her ear as she reaches down, gripping the length between her friend's thighs. "I'll even let you take this on, first."
Silk giggles. "We'll see. I wouldn't want to be selfish after all. But, I think there's plenty of stallion to go around for both of us. If not... well, I'm sure we'll find some way to make up the difference." She slowly licks her lips.
"Oh, definitely." She winks back and glances at Rhino. "What do you think, stud? Who would you prefer to have, first?" She giggles, leaning in and nuzzling his cheek. "After your massage, of course... or during, if you'd prefer that."
"I... that would depend on your definition of 'have'..." He gestures to the bed. "Why don't we just do the massage and see where things go?"
She playfully pouts, sticking her tongue out at him. "Fine. Go lay down on your belly." She takes the older mare's hand, helping her off his lap. She immediately pulls her into a deep kiss, embracing her tenderly. She breaks it ten seconds later, whispering into her ear. "When we get to his front, I'd like you to give special attention to his stallionhood. Whether that involves riding or licking is up to you, sugar. If you do..." She lets her hands fall to her flanks, squeezing them teasingly. "I'll give you a nice treat. Okay?"
"Sure thing, hun." Silk giggles as she whispers while Rhino heads toward the bed. "It's not like I'm not gonna enjoy both parts of that deal anyway. Aren't you going to want some of it too though?" They both watch out of the corners of their eyes as Rhino looks at the bed dubiously before folding his stallionhood up against his stomach so he can remain somewhat comfortable as he lays down.
"I've had some, before." She smiles coyly, tracing the edge of her wing with a finger. "I want you to have a taste of how... wonderful he can make us feel." She saunters over to the stallion, swaying her hips purposely for the enjoyment of both Silk and Rhino. "So, sweetie... where would you like me to start? Here?" She trails a finger up the back of his leg, stopping at the knee. "Or here?" She places her hand on his shoulder, pressing slightly against the muscle there.
As Silk walks over, he answers. "I don't know... anywhere is good for me."
"I see." She gestures the pegasus closer. "Then I'll start from your hips and work down. She'll start from your shoulders." She pauses, thinking for a bit. "And... maybe that'd be a nice time to... try her taste, so to speak... is that position possible?" She walks past the other mare, playfully rubbing her cutie mark as she passes. "If anything, we can at least get the story behind that... right, sugar?"
Silk giggles as she gets onto the bed and starts deciding what position she wants. "I'm afraid it's not going to be that interesting of a story, hun. Plus its definitely not going to enhance the mood here considering I was a little filly when I got it."
"I suppose you're right." She arranges Silk so she's in front of Rhino. "I doubt he'd be into that." She sits on the edge of the bed, off to the side of his hips. She stares at his backside, tracing a finger down the side. "I wonder if I can do much of anything, here... his fur makes it a bit hard to see..." She giggles brightly, gripping them and rubbing them eagerly. "Still feels splendid, though!" She brings the massage oil over from the bathroom, offering it to her friend.
The pegasus takes it, spreading a line over his shoulders. Surprisingly, he doesn't even react to it. "Huh, I thought this stuff was cold at first..."
The stallion just chuckles from his prone position. "Thick fur."
"So it seems..." She offers the oil back to Angel as she comments. "Bet that makes you nice and warm at night." She starts working working her hands on his shoulders, rubbing them in light circles.
"And during afternoons, as well." Angel laughs, starting to knead the oil into the fur of his hips and flanks. "If neither of us had to go to classes, I swear I'd just cuddle with him all the time." She winks playfully at Silk. "You'd be free to join us, of course."
"The longer I spend with you, the longer I consider that." As she leans forward a bit to reach his lower shoulder blades, the stallion's tail flicks once and a relaxed sigh comes from his mouth. "Hmm... normally I'd say that's a good sound, but do you think we can still keep him in the mood like that?"
"I'm not quite sure..." She starts moving lower, her horn subtly glowing as she works the back of his thighs in long, smooth strokes. "We could try making sounds of pleasure, but I have a feeling he'd know fake ones, since... well, you know."
"True... ponies tend to know the exact details of their fetish subjects inside and out..." She leans slightly lower on his back and her face lights up. "Oh, I have an idea, it's not too much, but it should at least keep his soldier at attention." She leans down a little lower as she works, her breasts starting to drag along his oiled back as she slowly gets lower. "Oh~ Now this was a good idea..."
The teen stares at her blankly, her hands pausing near his knees. "Why didn't I think of that?" She looks down, seeing what was left to his legs. "I don't even have the room for it..." She trails off as she sees something specific between his legs. After a moment of consideration, she shrugs. "It is a full body massage..." She reaches out, delicately cupping the green pouch, rubbing as gingerly as possible. "Don't forget, stud. We're giving her one of these after yours. Think you can show her what you're capable of?"
An affirmative groan comes from the male as the females continue. Silk moves to the lower part of his back and as her body move up and down with her arms, a light squeak announces that a piece of anatomy specific to unicorns has worked it's way to her own sensitive areas. She starts letting out pleased sounds as she moves now that each movement is accompanied by the feeling of his horn rubbing on her wet lips. "There's an unexpected bonus..."
"Lucky!" Angel pouts but continues her work, firmly yet lovingly working the muscles in his legs. She can't keep herself from looking up at his sack from time to time, biting her lip gently. She reaches his hooves and sees that her friend seems to have gotten distracted. She rolls her eyes and rests her hand against her cheek. "Oh, dear, Silky isn't doing her part. I guess I'll have to take the first ride, then."
The pegasus barely registers her as she grinds more on the stallion's horn. "If you think this isn't a ride... you're mistaken... I still got first, just on something you didn't think of." She suddenly stops as she finds herself with her nose in his tail. "Aww... I ran out of room..."
The younger mare tilts her friend's head up, smiling coyly at her. "The other horn is more pleasurable, sugar. Trust me." She taps her nose. "Besides, we switch sides when he flips over."
Sitting back up in front of the stallion's head, she tilts her own at Angel. "You sure, hun? I don't feel like you're getting much of him... and I'm sure he wants some of you too."
"Well..." She smiles, winking teasingly. "He has that amazing tongue of his..."
"If you say so..." Silklooks down at his back, gently dragging a finger down it. "Though you might change your mind once you see the prize. We might even end up sharing."
"Honestly?" She gets up and moves next to her, smiling warmly. "I want to share. I just... I can't imagine being without either of you..." She trails off before nervously continuing. "Or... were you talking about right now?"
The unicorn below speaks for the first time in a while. "Perhaps a discussion on that first option is best when we are of clearer minds."
Silk nods. "He's right, for now, let's enjoy our heated moods."
"Agreed." She puts a hand on Rhino's shoulder, gently shaking him. "Time to flip over so we can get your front."
He nods, literally just rolling over away from them, his shaft instantly springing from being pressed against his stomach to standing tall and proud.
She licks her lips, eyeing the emerald green rod lustfully. "You know what... let's get a taste of him now, before we ride. After all, I've yet to even taste him. That, and..." She brings out the bottle of lotion from behind her back, blushing brightly. "He doesn't exactly... enter the front..."
Silk blanches. "Wait... what?"
Rhino averts his eyes. "Sorry... it's sort of a personal thing..."
The pegasus sighs and can practically feel her pussy aching in disappointment. "Well, I'm not gonna force you, but you have no idea what you're missing out on..."
Angel leans in, running her fingers through the fur of the pegasus's slit smiling coyly. "Don't worry, Silky. We'll be sure to show you attention." She winks at the stallion, sticking her tongue out and waggling it suggestively. "Right, stud?"
He blushes lightly, not meeting either of their eyes. "Maybe..."
Silk tutts quietly. "I think he may either take convincing, or he needs to get more comfortable with me... Yet something tells me he wouldn't hesitate to plunge into yours." With a smirk, she grab's the smaller mare's flank, getting a throb from a particular stallion's phallus as he listens.
"He already has." She gingerly wraps her fingers around him, barely circling it with her small hand. "My, um, hymen wouldn't let him go far with that, though... judging by how he acted, you'd think I taste sweet to him, or something..." She strokes him without thinking, lost in her reminiscing. "Definitely a natural, though."
His length starts to slowly pulse, the stallion letting out a quiet groan. The pegasus smiles at this. "I just realized something... We may have been sitting here teasing each other all this time, but I think this is the first time his soldier has gotten any action tonight... We'll have to fix that."
"Yep!" She stands there for a moment, still playing with his pride, before she tilts her head to one side. "How, exactly, do we do that?"
Silk just shrugs and smiles. "It's not like I have experience with this myself." She gives the staff a light lick getting another throb for her action. "So I say we improvise."
Angel shrugs, putting a couple pillows under Rhino's head and upper back, allowing him to watch them. She then quickly moves to the side opposite her friend, eyeing his erect length longingly. Unsure, she moves forward and kisses the tip, a hand moving down to caress the orbs. She pushes a bit further, passionately kissing the other mare, her tongue slipping into her mouth as she gasps. Her hand moves back up to tease the tip of him, but she doesn't seem close to breaking their lip lock, moaning softly into it as her own fingers stroke her own neglected pussy.
The stallion's eyes widen as he observes the two going at it, his rhythmically pulsing length an extra sign. Silk, meanwhile, is fully committed to the makeout session, one finger barely grazing the phallus in between them as her other hand braces herself.
The younger mare reluctantly breaks the kiss, panting softly. "You know..." She nods towards Rhino, smiling wolfishly. "He might enjoy... a kiss like that... feel up to it, sugar?"
"Well... let's see." The pegasus literally crawls up the stallion's body, dragging her tits along his chest and ending up with her hips standing just above his own. Looking into his eyes a moment and seeing that small sign of acceptance, she puts her face close to his and gently starts kissing him, mouths opening soon after.
Watching them to make sure they're enjoying themselves, she decides to make her move. She situates herself between their legs, eyeing them in a moment of indecision. Finally, with a shrug, she dives muzzle-first into the soft pink that is the seamstress's pussy, tenderly lapping along the petals to hear her reaction. And she hasn't yet stopped stroking Rhino's pride, bringing the bottle of lube closer to her 'workspace'.
While the slow stroking seems to be fine for keeping the stallion's instrument interested, that's all it seems to do for it. The pegasus’s slit however, is a different story, as the instant Gel went into the the owner moaned into her current partner's mouth and redoubled her kissing efforts. One can actually see the muscles in her legs as they clench tighter around the stallion she's straddling.
Seeing the lack of response from the stallion, she speeds up, applying lube to him as she continues, making her hand move faster along him. She pulls away from the mare and licks her lips, savoring the flavor of her juices as she spreads some lube onto her fingers. "Sorry, sugar... you taste delicious, but I do need to prepare you..."
"Prepare me~?!" Silk's words turn to a small shriek as she suddenly feels two somethings make their way into her tailhole covered in something very cold. Despite the more rapid handjob by the unicorn mare, it's the shriek that proves to get the biggest reaction out of the stallionhood as one can almost see the blood pumping faster into it for the few seconds it was happening.
Angel brightly giggles, pumping and wiggling her fingers inside the mare. "That was a cute noise, Silky! Can you make it for us, again?" She stops rubbing Rhino's pride, moving her hand to fondle and caress the sack below it. "I'm sure we'll find out a way, if you can't, though."
"Sorry hun, and stud, that was more a surprise noise than anything." She looks back at the mare worked her hole, giving a slight moan, resulting in the length throbbing yet again. "He wasn't kidding when he said he liked sounds..." Her eyes darting between herself and the shaft though, she thinks of a different problem. "But umm, hun, I really haven't done that... specific thing before... do we really need to go through with that? It's supposed to hurt..."
"Well... I think it did, at first... but I mostly remember the pleasure... and that was definitely worth the discomfort." She taps her chin, thinking a bit. "Maybe he could help you get ready like he did for me?" She presses his tip against the mare's rosebud, considering the sight for a moment. "Yea... you probably need it..." She looks to the stallion, smiling sweetly. "Sweetie, can you please help me reposition her?"
Rhino nods, his arms suddenly coming around the yellow mare on top of him and pinning her to him as he sits up. She squeaks, looking down as he shifts his legs then continues going forward, completing the flips with her now on her back and him over her, her hindlegs wrapped around him.
"Perfect!" The voice comes from under them, and two hands wrap around to caress Silk's breasts. "Didn't expect to get caught under you, but that's fine with me! The feathers are a bit tickly, though." She playfully boops Rhino's nose, giggling brightly. "You're going to help her get ready for your soldier now, right, Rhino?"
"That or..." He shifts downward a bit, seeing as Angel is under them in the exact position Silk is in. He presses the tip of his length teasingly against the white mare's rosebud, pressing lightly but not hard enough to enter.
She squeaks, blushing brightly at the unexpected touch. "B-but... Silk should be first... unless..." She tilts her head, gazing up at him in curiosity and mild confusion. "Did you want to... take us both at the same time?"
Rhino looks at Angel, nonplussed. "I'm not even sure that's possible... I was just teasing you."
The pegasus huffs. "Been a lot of that going around tonight."
The mare on bottom pinches the yellow pony's nipples between her fingers before continuing to caress her friend's breasts. "Oh, you know you like it." She directs her attention back to Rhino, smirking coyly. "Now would be best time for you to taste us, love... she's practa... practe... pretty much begging for it." She winks at him, leaning up and gently kissing Silk's cheek. "Plus, it'd be a way to help get her ready..." She levitates the apple-labeled bottle up to him. "Wouldn't you agree, stud?"
He lets out a chuckle, motioning to the clenching yellow mare. "You'll have to convince her to open her legs so I can move, at this point I'm sort of pinned against her."
"I don't know about convincing... but I think this might at least get her attention..." She lowers her hands along the soft golden fur of her friend's belly, caressing her. Then, after a few seconds, her fingers start dancing along her sides, wanting to see how she'd react and hoping it'd help.
Silk let out a small mewling sound as her legs release the stallion and spread wide.
However, instead of going for the 'tasting' Angel insists on, Rhino lubes up his shaft again as his other hand snakes forward, bracing it fingers all around the yellow-bordered slit before it's thumb goes to work on it.
A quiet moan comes from the mare as the stallion's digit starts barely dipping into her as it goes around in small circles, her muscles clenching and unclenching as she wishes for it to go deeper.
Angel smiles at this and leans forward, gently kissing and nibbling along the nape of Silk's neck. Her hands go up to the succulent yellow mounds, squeezing and rubbing them in a firm yet loving manner. Her legs hook around the seamstress's own, holding them in their current spread position for Rhino's benefit, her tail following suit and exposing herself and her friend to their stallion.
The smell of arousal of both mares driving him on, though the physical manifestation of this is quite a bit more flowing from the bottom mare, Rhino adjusts. He places his hands upward on either side of the yellow mare's hips. He lines his pride up against the tight tailhole of the pegasus and starts to press.
Silk lets out a long high-pitched whine as he pushes, trying to get into her. The combination of that, all the teasing before and now, and even her delight of being partially held down by both of them as the stallion has his way with her serves to make it difficult for her mind to feel anything beyond pleasure.
The smaller unicorn giggles, one hand trailing down the older mare's belly. She nuzzles her cheek as she reaches her slit, gently stroking the soft yellow lips as she whispers into her ear. "Relax, sugar... you can do this..." She rubs her thumb over the mare's small button, her other hand continuing to cup and play with one of her breasts.
Silk arches her back as her clit is pressed, coincidentally adjusting her angle enough so that the large flared head of the stallion suddenly pops into her rosebud. She lets out a small squeal that only increases in pitch as it goes on as it feels like that shaft inside her only grew bigger once she started. She quickly devolves to rapid panting as he pushes further into her, this combined with all the other sensations serve to limit her vocabulary to one repeated phrase for a time. "Oh Luna, oh Luna, oh Luna, oh Luna..."
Angel giggles, looking up to Rhino. "I think she's having fun, sweetie... but I have to wonder..." She flicks one of her nipples, a finger slipping into the seamstress's warm pussy, slowly pumping in and out of her as her thumb continues to pass over her button every few seconds. "How fast would she be able to take it... and how fast can she handle you, right now?"
Rhino increases his entering speed, trying to control himself for this first thrust so as to not hurt the mare. This causes Silk to let out another small whine as she pants out a sentence to both of her partners. "H-How is there still more?!" Unfortunately for her, her moans and whines only server to make him go in faster, which makes her moan more, and the cycle continues until a sudden slap announces the stallion hilting inside her.
The pegasus let out a long moan as she lays back, the feeling of being filled along with the sensations caused by the other mare in her pussy not letting her think for a moment as she lays there twitching.
The white unicorn giggles, nuzzling the older mare tenderly. "Let him know when you're ready for more, sugar..." She slows down her hands, moving fast enough to keep her aroused but not enough to make her more so. Her one digit keeps its constant pace, however, pressing her clit with each gentle pass.
Through her daze, Silk nods to Rhino who slowly starts to pull out. The pegasus gives another groan as the feeling of emptiness replaces that wonderful feeling of being full. Adding that to the constant small shocks of the sexy mare under her touching her clit, and she barely managed to get her hand up to stop the male when he got halfway out of her. "Not all the way... I couldn't take being empty again right now... and I don't want any chance of you slipping out."
He nods, reversing direction and getting another small whine for his trouble, which of course means he soon slaps all the way into her again. Silk just shudders and twitches, speaking despite this. "Again, again..." He complies, starting to get his rhythm.
Angel smiles sweetly, pushing another finger inside her friend's pussy. She makes sure to match their stallion's speed with her fingers, steadily pumping faster into the beautiful mare on top of her. "Come on, sugar..." She winks at Rhino, her hand enticingly massaging one of the butter-yellow tits before him. "How much do you want him?"
Silk doesn't answer, though judging by the repetitive whines that occur in time with the stallion's steadily increasing thrusts, it seems she'd be hard pressed to. Angel can feel the muscles in the mare's legs straining against her own as her back constantly arches to give the pounding stallion better access. On the other end of the spectrum, it feels as though Rhino has gotten into things as well now, with his hands on the yellow mare's hips actually being used to pull her, and sometimes a bit of Angel, onto him as he thrusts instead of just being used for support.
"I knew it..." She giggles, pinching a stiff pink nipple as she presses into her flower harder, faster. "You want more... how, though?" She taps her clit in time with Rhino's thrusts, humming to herself. "Harder? Faster? Deeper? Or maybe..." She pushes another finger inside, flexing and wriggling them independently inside her tight tunnel. "All of the above?"
The pegasus just squeezes her eyes shut and nods. At this signal, Rhino adjusts his position slightly, getting a small whimper of anticipation from Silk before he begins again. As requested it is harder, faster, deeper than it was before. The yellow mare's entire body shudders constantly as the stallion mercilessly hammers away at her delicate posterior. A feral growl comes from over her as Rhino suddenly pulls out to where only his flared head remains before he slams back down, causing the pegasus' eyes to practically bug out of her head as she hugs him to her. Muscles ripple in the mare's lower region as she floods her own tunnel while the stallion does the same to her plot. She lets out a long keening moan as they both continue gushing, drops of her juices seeping out while his remain deep inside her, locked into place.
After about a full minute, Silk's arms slide off him and flop to either side of her, her nethers spasming once or twice as her legs go immobile. The large green male above her waits a moment before slowly sliding out of her, getting a small whine as he pops out. His shaft, while not at it's prime due to the release a moment ago, is still semi-hard in case it is needed again.
Angel smiles, winking playfully at him. "Great job, stud." She lifts her now-soaked digits up for him to see. "Not as much as me, but I bet she's just as sweet." She holds her hand up to his lips, teasingly waving them at him. "Want to find out?"
Staring at her fingers a moment, he sticks out his tongue, giving them a slow lick. Drawing it back in, he mulls it around for a moment before commenting. "Sweet in a different way, a bit like mixed berries. I think I still prefer yours though. You taste like a milkshake."
"Oh?" She giggles, carefully slipping out from under the seamstress. "Care to show me?" She turns and gets on her hands and knees above Silk, flagging her tail and shaking her ass at him, her cheeks bright pink. "You did just get her off, after all... and I want more of that amazing tongue of yours..."
Needing no further prompting, he darts forward, setting his hands on her flanks and getting to work. He instantly darts straight into her, his tongue somehow knowing just when to pull back before hitting her barrier, but otherwise having it's way with her tunnel as it wriggles, flattens, and squirms around, touching every possible spot.
The white mare gasps and moans, eagerly pushing her hips back toward him. "Y-yes! More!" She lowers her head, her glazed eyes falling on the mare below her. Smiling lustfully, she leans down and kisses her deeply, a hand lifting up to tenderly cup her cheek.
A shaky yellow hand lifts up, starting to stroke the unicorn's golden mane as its owner reciprocates the kiss, thankful for its gentle nature. Meanwhile, Rhino continues his snack of Angel's snatch, his shaft now back at full hardness under him but unfortunately is back to the point where it isn't thought about. Teasingly, every so often the stallion has his tongue surface from the wet tunnel to playfully lick the nub at one end before diving back in.
Angel mewls and moans into their loving kiss, squeaking in surprise whenever he flicks her clit. There's no doubt in her pleasure-addled mind that his face is soaked with her juices, and that turns her on even more. She presses her chest against Silk's, feeling them rub together as she pushes back against their stallion.
Rhino starts gripping and letting go of her flanks rhythmically as he works, tilting his head from side to side to make a sort of drilling motion with his tongue. After a moment he also latches his lips onto her lower lips, his mouth opening and closing so that it rubs her clit while his tongue flails about like he is making out with her nethers.
At that, the young mare breaks the kiss and throws her head back, crying out in ecstasy. Her pussy clenches on the part of his tongue inside her, her body tensing as she climaxes hard, more than last time due to how long she was denied release.
Due to his pleasuring, Rhino is in the perfect position to lap up every single drop of her milkshake juices. Judging from how eagerly he does so, it seems to be an eventuality he might have planned. Not a single drop goes wasted as his tongue swirls both in and over her lips before darting back in with its tasty cargo then going back out for more.
Eventually her orgasm subsides and she collapses, her head falling to the side and avoiding the other mare's. Her slit leaks a few last drops, and her hips are being held up only by the stallion's hands.
As he sets her down, the mare under her decides to finally speak for the first time in a while. "Well, looks like he is talented in all sorts of good ways if he got you going and off that quickly." The pegasus gives the white mare an affectionate peck on the cheek. "Definitely found us a keeper, though one side effect I'm not sure how I feel about."
Angel wearily turns her head to her, blinking a few times to get her eyes to focus. "And... what side effect... is that?"
Silk giggles. "Well... I can't move my legs. I can wiggle my hooves, barely, but not anything more."
"Oh, yea..." She smiles back, pecking her on the lips tenderly. "It was worth it, though. And I know I'd love to hear your pleasure, again..." She winks and slowly moves off her, glancing at the closet remorsefully. "I kind of wish I got to dare Rhino one last time, though... I had something I wanted to see him try..." She sits down on the bed next to their stallion, wincing at first before scooting to the very edge of it, sighing softly.
Rhino raises a hand to her back, rubbing it softly. "You okay?"
"Yes... just a bit sensitive..." She looks up at him, smiling warmly at him. "Thank you for the concern, love..."
He blinks, his hand freezing at the last word of her statement. "...pardon?"
Angel stares at him, confused by his expression and sudden pause. "I was just thanking you... is something wrong?"
His ears are pricked straight up as he looks at her. "What did you call me?"
She squirms under his gaze, her eyes nervously shifting, trying to find something to focus on. "I-I called you... l-love..." She gulps, her ears flattening against her head. "W-was that... bad?"
He sighs, shaking his head. "No... I guess not..." His voice drifts off, as if leaving some things unspoken.
She clears her throat, standing up and gesturing to her closet. "There's something I want to show you, Rhino. It's something I... well, I hope you'll like it..." She quickly reaches deep into the closet, enough that her flanks and legs are the only visible part of her, for a while.
He sits patiently on the bed, waiting and gazing at her flanks to clear his mind. Silk, meanwhile, seems content at the moment to enjoy post-coital bliss as she lays on her back.
She eventually emerges, holding up a white coat. "Tada!" She shyly smiles, holding it out to him. "It's for you. I... I felt like I should thank you, and, well..." She trails off, embarrassed.
He takes the coat, looking it over. "I take it you wanted me to wear it?"
Silk holds up a hand. "I think it'll look good on you, simple as it is."
"Y-yes, I did..." She blushes softly, moving over to the chair and sitting on the edge of the seat. "It looked like it... fit you... I can't explain it..." She looks to the older mare, tilting her head to one side. "What kind of coat was that called again, Silky?"
"Doctor's coat, hun." She reminds the unicorn.
"Y-yea, that..." She bites her lip, her thighs pressing together. "I, um... y-you both said what your, ah, fetishes are..." She gestures to the coat, her head bowing in her slight shame. "M-mine are doctors... a-and roleplaying..."
The two other ponies stay silent a moment before Silk comments. "Wow... and you found my store, which is pretty much a roleplayer's paradise. How coincidental."
Rhino speaks up. "It's actually even more so... considering that at the end of my degree program in a few years, I would have the title of Doctor."
"W-what?!" Angel slips off her chair, squeaking in shock as she lands on her rump. She whimpers, reaching a hand back to gently feel along her tail. "Owie..."
Concerned, Rhino stands up, getting off the bed and slipping his hand under her. He lifts her up and brings her against his chest, almost bridal style as he kisses and nuzzles her. "You've got to stop hurting yourself."
She glances away, her cheeks burning from her blush, now. "It's not my fault I'm a little clumsy..." She leans up against his chest, sighing wistfully. "Thank you for picking me up, though..."
Not a problem. " He sets her down on the bed next to Silk. "Here, this should be nice and soft for you." Levitating the coat over with his magic, he continues. "So... doctors, huh? Will a potential one do?"
She looks up and down his body, biting her lip as she eyes his still-hard pride. She nods quickly, eeking out her answer. "Yes."
"Alright then." He slips on the coat, the white fabric settling on his body easily. Smoothing out the front a bit, he leaves it open and sticks his hands in the front pockets, standing casually as he looks at the unicorn. "What do you think?"
Angel stares at him for a few moments, her twitching ear the only sign that she wasn't a statue. She smiles sweetly and leans forward, gently gripping his hips and kissing the tip of his length. "It's perfect." She closes her eyes and slowly starts to lick along the emerald rod, shivering and panting softly.
Rhino grunts, his shaft pulsing lightly from the sensations. "Well... aren't you an eager patient?"
She giggles, her eyes shining with excitement as she tends to his needs. "I can't help it, Doctor... I need your seed..." She puts a hand to her soft flower, gently stroking it and mewling quietly as she nuzzles him. "Please... won't you help me?"
Silk watches on, one of her hands slowly drifting down to her own slit, tracing small circles around it.
"Well, it is a doctor's job to make sure he patients are well cared for." He strokes her mane, which is about all he can reach right now. "I wonder what treatment would be best for your particular needs..."
"I don't know..." She licks from the base to the blunt tip, kissing it lovingly, a hand coming up to cup his orbs. "I thought the doctor was the one who came up with a diog... dieg... treatment." She winks at him and, taking a deep breath, wraps her lips around the head, slowly pulling another inch into her mouth as she fondles him.
He hums happily as she services him. "Hmm... well, after we complete this initial diagnosis, I think I have a suitable treatment plan for you."
She smiles as best she can around him, bobbing along his length and moaning sweetly, her fingers busily working in her glistening pussy as she licks and sucks his length. Her free hand moves one of his to the back of her head, silently requesting something from him.
He understands completely what she wants, but unfortunately, he is not willing to give it. His hand instead moves to her shoulder, stopping her gently as he speaks. "I think it's time we move on to the treatment."
A small whine is heard from the bed from the pegasus that was enjoying the show.
The teen looks up at him with sad eyes but pulls off him, panting softly once he's free. She gulps, squirming shyly in front of him, her fingers still buried in her tight slit. "W-what treatment would that be, Doctor?"
He pushes her back fully onto the bed. He leans over her, lifting her up and flipping her over. "Now, just in case there's any discomfort, I think it's best I give you something to occupy yourself with." He places her on her stomach with her face right in Silk's slit, the pegasus wide-eyed as she watches. "Go ahead and do what you want with this while I work back here." He maneuvers himself behind her, moving her tail out of the way and pulling her fingers out of her tunnel, tracing the outside lightly with his own fingers.
She mewls in need, pushing her hips back at him. Seeing her friend's pussy before her, however, makes her want that, as well. She leans in and tenderly licks along her, her eyes closing as she tries to keep herself in control. She grips the pegasus's hips, holding her legs apart as she enjoys the soft lips against her tongue.
Silk coos happily as she leans back, one hand drifting down to pet Angel's mane as the other gropes her own golden breast. Her legs are still immobile, but she isn't too worried about them. It's not like she'd want to move anyway.
Rhino, meanwhile lightly massages Angel's flanks for a moment as he gives one long powerful lick to her slit before rearing up and placing the head of his pride at her tailhole. He decides that the saliva left from Angel's work a moment earlier would suffice for this.
The smaller mare pulls away from her friend's flower, whining softly at him. "P-please, Doctor... c-can't you apply the treatment... l-lower?" She has a hand reaching around Silk's leg, stroking her and tapping the cute little button as she gives him puppy-eyes. "I-I need attention, there..."
He looks her in the eyes, his meaning coming through clear even if he says it in the code of the role. "I'm afraid I can't do that ma'am. You would need a consultation for that, and that takes time. I'm afraid this is the best treatment I can give you." He starts pressing against her rosebud's entrance.
She whimpers, feeling him pressing against her resisting hole. She lights up her horn, floating the bottle of lotion over to him. "J-just in case..." She turns her attention back to Silk, removing her fingers and pushing her tongue deep inside, wriggling it rapidly to let some sexual frustration out.
"Oh yes~!" Silk coos, barely paying attention to the others in her bliss.
Sighing and taking the lotion, Rhino dabs a bit of it onto a finger, popping it into her tail hole and swirling it a few times before popping it out and starting to press his head against it again, hoping to avoid the sort of start-and-stop start they had last time.
She squeals as he pops in quickly, pressing her hips back at his wantingly. She wraps her lips around the seamstress's slit, another object floating over from her closet and under her chin. Taking the lotion back, she applies lube liberally to the item, waving it over her shoulder to show it to their stallion.
Distracted by both the squeal and the item, Rhino soon finds himself almost hilted in Angel again. He clears his head enough to focus on what she is waving, determining it to be a mottled green toy modeled after a stallion's phallus. Personally he preferred his own length's solid color, but seeing a small label near the bottom proclaiming the toy to be 'large' size despite the fact it is two-thirds the size of his natural one, he can't help but feel a bit of pride as he starts pulling out to begin his rhythm.
Angel moans softly, letting her tongue roam about in the pegasus's sweet pussy as she puts the toy in position. She slowly rubs the unflared tip of it against her tight ass, pressing forward every third stroke in an attempt to help her relax for it.
One can actually see the muscles in Silk's ass relaxing as it feels the becoming-familiar feeling of something at it's entrance. Her legs spread slightly wider as her pussy clenches and unclenches around the tongue inside, wanting to keep it inside but not wanting it to stop.
Meanwhile, Rhino guide himself almost all the way out of Angel's own tailhole, waiting until only his tip is left in before going all the way until he is hilted. He continues this pattern, starting slow and massaging her flanks as he does so, but the speed that slowly gains foreshadows what will come soon enough.
She mewls hungrily, pushing back in an attempt to have him speed up. She pops the head of the toy inside of Silk, moving it shallowly in and out of her before pressing deeper. Her tongue slips even further inside the yellow pony's pussy, searching for the spot that would get the best reaction from her.
Silk has moved on to full-on groping herself as she lets out small continuous whines of pleasure from the double penetration. Her hooves wiggle slightly as she lays there getting rubbed in all the right ways. A small eep comes from her as Angel's tongue crosses a certain spot inside.
At the same time, the 'doctor' obliges his patient's preference as starts to speed up his pumps. A slapping sound occurs every time now as their hips meet. His hand also holds her tail to one side now in order to keep it from blocking his view. A small side effect of this is the fact that when he jerks her backwards towards him, it pulls her tail slightly.
Angel moans and squeals into her friend, seeing her reaction and paying special attention to what caused it, pressing harder against it with each pass. The psuedo-shaft inside of her moves faster, matching each of Rhino's thrusts in intensity and speed, holding the pegasus's legs wide in her firm grip.
The sounds of the room devolve in lude slapping, slurping, squealing, moaning, and grunting. Of course, for all those involve it is just another sign of how much they are enjoying this. Silk tries to buck her hips into Angel's face but is unable to from her body disobeying her, only driving her more wild. Angel's fluids freely flow from her slit, sprinkling the area under her as her other hole is pounded by the stallion behind her. he even ends up helping her pleasure Silk as his thrusts gain so much force behind them that they force the white mare's face into the other mare's snatch.
Finally, the mare in the middle finds herself struggling to hold her climax back. In an attempt to make the others finish before her, she withdraws her tongue and wraps her lips around the tiny button, sucking and licking it lustfully. Her muscles clench down on Rhino's pride, trying to milk him of his seed before she goes crazy from her desire, the toy pounding into Silk all the way to the base with each thrust.
Fortunately, her two strategies work together for her. As she sucks on her clit, Silk lets out a piercing shriek as both of her holes clench at once, one of them flooding and drooling fluid out. This shriek serves to drive Rhino crazy as he frantically hammers Angel's ass until he lets out a loud growl and buries himself into her, emptying himself deep within her.
As for the mare, herself, she cries out in ecstasy and pushes back against him, splashing his lap with her juices and her rosebud sealing around him, keeping his seed inside her. She promptly collapses on Silk's belly, panting softly, her eyes glazed from the ecstasy.
All three stay panting on the bed for a time before Silk, surprisingly enough, is the one to break the silence. "So now the big question, I can't move my legs still, can you, Angel? Don't be too worried if the answer is no, after all, we have a nice strapping stallion to look after us until we can."
She giggles quietly, gently kissing along Silk's belly. "Yea, I can't move them... at least it gives us an excuse to not move..." She looks over her shoulder at their stallion, fluttering her lashes at him. "You'll get us all into bed, right, sweetie?"
He raises an eyebrow at her. "Didn't I already accomplish that in more ways than one?"
She pouts, tapping the inside of the pegasus's thigh. "You know what I mean. I want us all to sleep in the same bed..." She picks up the sleeping bag from where it lays on the floor, tossing it inside the closet. "No need for that..."
"Ah, right..." He slides back, popping out of her backside. "Well, I guess a shower is out of the question, right?"
"Not unless you plan on carrying us in there and washing us, yourself." She smiles wryly, pulling the toy out of Silk's bottom and staring at it in silence. She sighs and looks up at him, winking playfully. "I'm surprised how small this is, compared to you... and I swear, it was the biggest in the store!"
He chuckles, rubbing the back of his head. "Just got lucky I guess... I originally asked about the shower thing to see if we could get cleaned up and change the sheets, but obviously that won't be the case. Part of me wants to go through with the plan of carrying you two into the bathroom and washing you, but maybe that's best saved for in the morning."
"Good idea." She giggles, pulling him down by his hand and tenderly kissing him. "I'll enjoy a shower with both of you... when I can actually stand, of course." She glances over at the seamstress, smiling nervously and rubbing the back of her neck. "Sorry we forgot to give you your massage, Silky... can you forgive us?"
The pegasus giggles, waving a hand to the two of them. "Oh, I think it was a fair trade, I got a massage of my insides instead. Plus, I got a new friend, a fun evening, and if I'm not misinterpreting, perhaps a potential for more fun times in the future with my two new favorite ponies?"
"I'd love that. It's what I was going for, anyways." She turns to the other unicorn, smiling warmly and gently running a hand along his leg. "Do you feel the same, stud?"
His face goes blank for a moment, but in the end, he smiles. "For simplicity's sake, I'm gonna say 'yes'. But we did say we would talk in the morning. For now... I'd rather just enjoy the rest of tonight." He slips off the bed, standing and turning around.
"Enjoy, how, sweetie?" Angel places her hand on his cutie mark, tilting her head curiously. "Cuddling together, I hope?"
He nods. "Yep. For now though," he leans over the bed, putting an arm behind either of them. "Grab on, you two. I need to get the bed ready."
Silk giggles. "With pleasure." Her arms snake around his neck, which prompts him to pull in his arm, grabbing her flank and using it to support her like a swing. "Eep! Oh~..." She nuzzles against the half of his chest she is cradled against. "Now I could get used to this..."
Angel hugs him similarly, squeaking when he grips her flank in much the same manner with his other arm. She giggles, cuddling up against him, as well. "So can I... I wouldn't mind if I could come home to this every day..." She mutters the last sentence, hoping that neither of them would hear.
With a lighting of his horn, Rhino makes the rumpled sheets and folds them down near the floor so he can set the mares down. "Alright ladies, now how did we want to arrange ourselves tonight? Who gets middle and who gets sides?"
Silk looks between the bed and the other two ponies, pouting. "Isn't there a way for all three of us to be near the other two? I don't really want any of us to be limited to only one..."
"I don't know..." The white unicorn considers the bed for a moment, then looks at their current position. She brightens up immediately, laughing jovially. "Like we are, now! Except with Rhino on his back, of course. Then we can all be in contact while we sleep!"
"Wonderful idea." Silk leans across the stallion's chest and gives Angel a kiss. "Look at you, being clever."
She titters nervously, her cheeks flushing bright pink. "I have my moments..."
The pegasus pats Rhino's chest. "Alright you, take us to bed one last time tonight."
He chuckles, hanging onto the mares as he turns around, sitting on the bed before scooting further inward, twisting ninety degrees and laying his back down, taking them with him. Him a flick of magic, he brings the covers up to about his neck and the mares' shoulders. "Everypony comfy?"
"One second..." Silk takes a moment to pull her breasts out a bit so they are resting on his chest. "There we are, got a little squished in the shifting."
She giggles, reaching over and playfully poking the other mare's soft golden mounds. "We wouldn't want them to be squished, would we?" She sticks her tongue out before turning to their stallion. "I'm peachy, sweetie. However, your fingers are probably wet, now." She glances back at where she feels his hand touching her inner thigh.
He chuckles, wiggling both sets of fingers in the same spot for both mares. "I think I can live with that."
Angel bites her lip, pulling away slightly. "C-careful. You know I'm ticklish, there..."
"Yes..." he pulls her in tighter. "But I also know you can't go anywhere right now. Don't worry, I'm just teasing." He gives her a nuzzle, giving one to a giggling Silk right after. "Alright, we ready to sleep?"
"I think I am... and she definitely is." She smirks, stroking the tip of the half-asleep mare's ear. She looks to Rhino, whispering softly to him. "I wonder... whether this would be considered... well, a herd..."
He averts his eyes, snuggling down into the pillow a bit as he answers. "We'll talk about it in the morning..."
"Okay, Rhino..." She tilts his head towards her, tenderly kissing him before laying her head on his chest. "I do know... I had a lot of fun tonight, Rhino... thank you... and thank you, Silky..."
A small mumble comes from the yellow mare as she suppresses a yawn. "My pleasure... hun..."
Rhino just smiles, giving Angel a peck on the forehead before closing his eyes. As the dark clouds pour out their light rain overhead, Rhino's horn flickers once more to turn out the lights.
The last of them sighs, closing her eyes and whispering to herself. "So close... yet so far..."
The sun barely manages to peek through the window of the small dorm room. The storm last night giving way to a bright sunny morning, it's like Celestia herself wants to peek in to see the aftermath of their eventful night.
One of the three residents of the bed, starts shifting. Her purple-maned head moves as she yawns, her fangs showing clearly as she smacks her lips and moves her mane to one side with a yellow hand. Her eyes suddenly shoot open, the hand going to her mouth and pricking the sharp teeth. "Oh dear..." The hand shoots to her ears, feeling the small tufts atop them, and a quick look back reveals purple leathery wings the same color as her mane instead of golden feathered ones like her fur.
Gulping, she slowly looks to the other two ponies, letting out a small sigh that they are still asleep. Carefully, she starts squirming her way out from under the arm of the stallion and over the two of them towards her bag.
However, that movement is enough for the white unicorn to stir, turning over and staring at the flank before her. Smiling coyly, she reaches out and grips the plush yellow cheek. "Come back to... bed..." She trails off as she wakes up, unable to recognize the form in front of her. She glances back at the bed, noticing that her friend is missing, sitting still for a few seconds as her mind takes this all in.
Silk freezes, half on and half off the bed. She looks blankly at the unicorn holding onto her, wondering how she'll react.
She turns back to her, her face blank. She picks the - in her eyes - stranger up in her magic and stands, holding her mouth shut as she silently rushes the two of them into the bathroom. She quietly closes the door, locking it before turning to the still-suspended bat-pony, glaring at her and hissing out her words. "I'll only ask you nicely, once. After that..." A ring of blue fire travels down her arm, white fur shifting into brown, her slender hand turning into powerful, menacing talons. "I start getting... persuasive . Try to yell, and I'll seal your mouth back up. Understand." It wasn't a question, rather, it was a command.
The bare bat-pony can only nod, held like she is. Her eyes wander to the morphed talon for a moment, her mind wondering.
"Good. Now," she releases the grip on the pony's mouth, her arm tensing imperceptibly, "what did you do with Silk?"
The pony's eyes seem to radiate sincerity as she answers. "I am Silk, hun..."
Angel stares, her eyes narrowing dangerously before noticing something. "Your eyes... they're the same purple as..." She blinks, her horn lighting up and flicking the lights in the bathroom on. She instantly recoils, surprise clear on her face. "S-Silky? You're... y-you're..."
She grows a small smile as she still hangs in the air. "Surprise, I guess. Behold Silk Tease, even more naked than I was last night."
"You're gorgeous." She blushes brightly, turning her head away. "S-sorry about that..." She puts her on the tiled floor, squirming slightly. "I-I thought that you were taken by... w-well, you..."
"And that's how you reacted to the thought of that? Oh hun..." The yellow mare takes the two steps forward to close the gap between her and the other mare, bringing her into an affectionate hug. "That means a lot to me... and it was kind of sexy seeing you in protection mode." She giggles quietly.
She tenderly hugs her back, nuzzling her cheek as she chuckles. "Thanks, but I think you're sexier." Angel smiles teasingly and pulls out of the embrace, grabbing a wing and extending it. "I never thought I'd meet a thestral, though... I don't understand what about you they'd find scary..." She walks behind her and wraps her arms around her, her hand rubbing over her belly and the talons playing with the tuft of fur on her chest. "Personally, I'm just hurt you didn't tell me, before. And who knows how Rhino would react..."
Silk laughs a little as she plays with the fur on her chest. "It's not that big of a deal, hun. I'm still me. It's just easier in most places to live as a normal pegasus. It prevents the staring, the occasional comment, things like that. Honestly, I forget about it myself sometimes, if only because that's how my potion works. I only have to take it once a week. That's another reason I didn't say anything actually, if I tried to tell you, most days it would just be me saying 'Hey, I'm a thestral, but you'll have to suspend your disbelief for a few days until this potion wears off'. Not the smoothest way to deal with it, you understand." She looks down to the griffon claw. "Maybe more than I think."
The unicorn immediately squeaks, pulling her hand away and shifting it back. "Um... i-it was just an illusion?" She sheepishly smiles, holding her close so she wouldn't see her embarrassment.
"Hun..." The batpony calls back to her. "You changed it with fire, and it was crisp and clean. Either you're a flashy yet talented illusionist, or... maybe you're hiding something too?"
She shifts her eyes nervously, trying to decide what to tell her. After a few seconds of uneasy silence, she sighs, holding her hand out in front of her. "Promise you won't tell anyone?"
"Angel... you're my friend, of course I'll promise you that. If it makes you feel better, you sort of have a secret of mine, so this way we're even." Silk smiles, her fangs gleaming a moment.
She sighs, resting her head against the back of her friend's, turning them so they're facing the mirror. "Just... remember that I care for you..." She closes her eyes, the tip of her middle finger apparently catching on fire. The other digits slowly follow suit, the bright blue flames traveling up towards her palm, white fur giving way to navy blue carapace. Before long, her entire hand has changed, and the embers fade away. The teen tenses slightly, waiting for the other's reaction.
Silk's golden hand takes the blue one, her thumb running over the carapace and even to where it transition to blue flesh on the underside. "You know... somehow I had a feeling blue was your color. Admittedly I thought it was with clothes, but I guess I was sort of right."
Angel's eyes pop open in shock, the one now pure-sapphire sphere that's visible staring at the mirror in shock. "Y-you aren't scared? Or disgusted?"
The slitted purple eyes meet the solid blue ones. "Well, I had my suspicions when you transformed your arm, so I had a little time to think about it. You didn't react mad or aggressive when I called you out, so I don't think you mean any harm. It seems to me at least, you're just my friend who was hiding something just like I was."
She sighs softly, tenderly nuzzling her neck. "Thank goodness... I don't think I could stand to have you hate me... anger always makes me feel ill..."
Silk looks at her curiously. "So... you can feel all emotions then? Not just love?"
"Not all of them..." Her chitinous hand moves to rub the soft yellow fur of her belly, her white moving to the tuft of golden fur on her chest. "Just major ones. Love, rage, jubilation, melancholy..." She suddenly cups one of the seamstress's generous mounds, a coy smile on her lips. "Desire... I usually guess what a pony's feeling by what I feel from them..."
"Oh..." A slight pink tinge comes to the mare's cheeks, and not just from the touch. "I guess you sort of knew what was going through my head some of the times we met... huh?"
"I did." Her smooth hand trails further down, teasingly circling just above the mare's treasure. "I also knew how you felt when you saw Rhino. A hint of desire, almost hidden by trepidation." She gently nips her shoulder, giggling as she gives Silk a lidded gaze in the mirror. "I should warn you, though... I'm unique among my kind..."
"Oh?" Silk's leathery wings shuffle from the touches as she smiles back. "How so?"
"Because, among other things..." She leans up, whispering directly into her ear. "Most of us can't change genders."
A shiver runs down the yellow mare's spine as she fantasizes briefly. "You sure you want to compete with the stallion we already have? He seemed pretty hard to beat." Her eyes twinkle mischievously.
"I don't want to compete with him." She smirks, pressing her hips forward against the batpony's flanks. "Besides, I'm a shapeshifter. I can easily match his pride, if I want... down to the last detail."
"Oh... that may be something to consider for some nights..." Something occurs to her. "But look at you, boasting complicated words and openly seducing me, is this a new side of you I'm seeing?"
"I suppose..." She closes her eyes, tenderly nuzzling her neck. "If you consider the real me a 'new side'..."
"Well, I look forward to getting to know you..." Her tufted ears twitch as she hears the sound of a single groan and sheets shifting in the other room. "Umm... what do we do about him? We're both sort of exposed in more ways than one right now. Do we tell him?"
Angel whimpers, holding the older mare closer for comfort. "I-I can't show him my true self... h-he might get mad..."
Silk raises an eyebrow. "What ever would make you think that, hun?"
She stands there for a few seconds, silent. "Because... he knows the real me... or, at least, knew..."
The eyebrow remains raised. "And... that's a bad thing... how?"
"I'm not the same as before..." She gulps, trembling behind her. "I have a job... a rank... if I get discovered..." Her voice trails off, and she takes a shuddering breath before continuing. "I don't want to leave him again... please, don't tell him..."
Doing her best to twist her arms behind her and pat the mare comfortingly, not an easy task, Silk continues. "Hun, didn't you just get technically discovered by me? What's different if he knows too? I'll admit... I'm debating showing him the real me too, if only because I'm having my doubts if I'll be able to get to my bag before he gets a glimpse."
"I... I just..." She bites her lip, unsure what to do. "I don't know..."
Sighing and turning around, the thestral put her hands on Angel's shoulders. "Hun, I'm not saying to go out there and announce it, I'm saying do it calmly, and relaxed. Think of it this way: if your positions were reversed, what would you want him to do?"
"I..." She groans, covering her face. "I'd want him to be honest... and that's why I'm worried..."
Silk looks at her, concerned. "What do you mean, hun?"
"I kept this a secret from him for five days..." The shivering unicorn looks up at her, sapphire eyes shimmering with tears. "W-what if he doesn't forgive me?"
"What's to forgive? You were just being careful and making sure it was him, right? That's perfectly understandable. If nothing else from the time I'm known he, he seems like a reasonable stallion." She pulls Angel into a hug. "If you want, I'll go first."
She silently stands there for a moment before hugging her back, giggling nervously. "Thank you, Silky..."
"You're welcome, Angel. I suppose I'll find out if you have another name soon enough, but why not wait until everything's out in the open?" Her ears flick as a bit more shuffling is heard from the other room. "Shall we go give him the start of an interesting morning? Who knows, if all goes well, we might even end up with that shower idea we had last night. That thought ought to keep your spirits up." She presses the tip of a finger lightly to the unicorn's nose.
She gulps, beads of sweat forming on her brow. "That proposal doesn't do much to lighten my mood, right now... enticing as it is..." She glances at the mirror, wincing slightly. "I guess I should... shift fully before, though... I look kind of odd like this..."
Silk nods. "Well, how did you want to do this? Did you want to walk out with me in your... unicorn form, let him get over the shock of me, then go for you?"
"I... think that'd be best..." She closes her eyes, small wisps of smoke coming out the corners of them. "Wouldn't want him to freak out, would we?"
"Well... maybe in the future, but not right now." She lets go of the younger mare, straightening her fur a bit as one must do after sleeping sometimes. She runs some quick fingers through her hair, checks her wings, then peeks in the mirror. "Well, it's not what I usually look like at the end of my morning routine, but I think this natural look is probably best right now." She does a little pose, putting one hand on the back of her head and the other on her bare hip. "How do I look? Are my fangs protruding evenly?"
Angel giggles, placing her hand on her other hip. "Yes. They make you look even more stunning, sugar." She gently cups the mare's cheek, turning her head and tenderly kissing her. She breaks it after a few seconds, winking playfully at her. "Trust me."
The batpony grins. "Same to you. We're supporting each other. Now, let's go strut our stuff." She heads towards the bathroom door, a sway in her hips.
She bites her lip, her hands twitching slightly. "You're making it really hard for me to not grab your hips and ravage you, Silky." She closes her eyes and, with a burst of flame over her hand, moves to follow the older mare.
They enter the bedroom to see their stallion in a little bit of a different state than they left him in. Instead of peacefully sleeping on his back, he is now curled up on one side, one of the pillows clutched against his chest. His relaxed face reflects more of one that could be woken up easily than one that is out for the night.
Seeing this, Silk turns her head to Angel, motioning towards him and raising a questioning eyebrow as if asking how she thinks they should approach this.
She points to the desk, gesturing for her to wait there. She slowly steps over to the unicorn, a hand held out, and glances over to her friend.
The thestral sits herself on the edge of the desk, crossing her legs and leaning back slightly. Her wings are partially spread and her gaze half-lidded as she nods.
Taking a deep breath, she leans down and gently shakes the emerald stallion's shoulder, whispering softly into his ear. "Rhino, sweetie, it's time to wake up..." She smiles coyly and leans further, stroking circles into his chest fur. "You don't want to miss seeing Silk and I try on underwear, do you?" She playfully nips the tip of his ear.
The ear flicks a few times afterward as a small smile forms on the stallion's face. His chocolate eyes open a moment later, focusing on the mare in front of him. "Good morning..." He says in a sleepy tone.
"Morning." She leans down and kisses him, pulling away and sitting on the edge of the bed. "At least, I think it is..." She glances at the mare on the desk, nodding at the clock behind her wing. "What time is it, sugar?"
Silk turns, shifting her wing a bit so she can see. "Oh, it's only like eight, still early." She turns back to see Rhino looking at her with a strange face, having looked over to her when Angel spoke and not missed the obvious.
He regards her carefully, sitting up with that unreadable expression before speaking. "Well... you don't look quite like I remember..."
The winged pony nods. "Yep, to make a long story that I just told Angel short: I'm a thestral, being a pegasus draws less attention, I drink a potion weekly, with everything we did last night I forgot to take a sip, thus here we are, me being more naked than I have in a while, in all senses of the word."
"Hmm..." With a thoughtful look on his face, the stallion regards her. His eyes flick to Angel, observing her relaxed stance for a moment as well before returning to Silk. "Ok."
Silk's slitted purple eyes blink. "Wait, what? That's it, just...'ok'? No freak out, no questions, no nothing?"
He shrugs. "Not really. It all makes sense to me, and it also doesn't matter to me. If anything, all that really changed about you in my eyes is that you look a little more exotic now. I like your ears by the way."
"Huh... well, that went over easily." She raises a hand and plays with her ear tufts a moment. "And thank you, most tend to focus on the wings, but I like my ears."
He smiles. "You're welcome."
Angel fidgets, tapping her fingers together. "I like her fangs... they're really cute..."
He nods. "Certainly different... on anything else I might not think so, but I can see why you think they're cute on her."
Silk giggles, waving a hand. "Oh, you two..."
"I'm happy you are alright with her, um... surprise. Though..." The smaller mare grimaces, finding the words are sticking in her throat. She turns to her friend, silently begging for her help.
Silk hops off the desk, walking over to Angel and putting a hand on her shoulder. "Our little Angel here has something she'd like to tell you too."
Rhino nods. "Well, I've told her before that I'm a good listener. That still applies."
She takes a shuddering breath, closing her eyes. "This has more to do... with seeing..." Smoke and tears flow from her eyes, and she finds herself choking on the lump of emotions in her throat. "I just hope... you can forgive me..." She sniffles, wiping her cheeks with the back of her hand and forcing herself to look at him before she lost her nerve.
The stallion's eyes widen as he sees the pure sapphire ones Angel now has. He stays completely still, the sheet loosely around his waist as he speaks quietly. "You're... a changeling?"
She nods and turns her gaze to the floor, squeezing her eyes shut. "Y-yes... I am..."
All sorts of emotions flicker on his face as his arm raises up in the mental struggle. He pulls it back after a moment, his voice weak. "Please... tell me... have you heard of a female of your kind named Gel?"
She flinches, the fur on her neck standing on end. "Y-you could say that... I know her personally..." She clears her throat, turning to look at him with a sheepish smile. "I-I should point out that we're called nymphs... female changelings, I mean..."
"Noted." He brushes off the fact, getting back to his questions and moving towards her. "Please, if you know, can you tell me where she is?"
"I will... though, to be honest..." She giggles, winking at him. "You already know..."
He sits there, speechless for a moment. "...Gel? If it's you... please... change to your real form... and tell me what you were doing when I first met you."
She blinks, tilting her head to one side. "Why would you want me to talk about picking up garbage, Rhino?" She sticks her tongue out at him. "That doesn't seem very romantic..."
Shakily, one of his hands moves forward towards hers. "It... it's you... please, can you just... change back for me? I need to see you... for you..."
She bites her lip and nods, standing up and pulling away. "J-just to be safe..." She holds out a hand, palm up, as a blue flame appears in it. She smiles softly at him as it slowly moves along her arm, the white fur once again giving way to navy-blue carapace. As it reaches her shoulder, she squeaks, turning away and covering her chest as that morphs, and her tail flips up between her legs and around her side. She shivers softly as her entire upper body finishes the transformation, her blonde hair turning bright blue before him and shortening to the middle of her back.
From Silk's point of view, the nymph's arms inexplicably move closer to her body, and a pair of tiny fangs poke out of her mouth. Her horn curves upwards, and her lips become a bright blue like her hair, the front of her torso following suit. As the fire slowly goes down her legs, they both can see how her hips and flanks become less pronounced, though her tail keeps both the mare and the stallion from seeing between her legs. The fire disperses without warning at her knees, leaving the revealed changeling shivering in the middle of the room. "H-hate the c-cold..."
With her back to him, the nymph doesn't have any time to react as Rhino suddenly spins her around and embraces her. His arms radiate gentleness yet a will to never let her go, as if he is literally pouring out all his emotions that have gathered in the nine years since he last saw her. As his head rests on her shoulder, a single drop travels from his eye to her shoulder as he whispers, feeling as though the single phrase lifted a weight he had borne so long he forgot what it was like without it. "I finally found you..."
She stiffens in shock at the unexpected reaction, but that is soon forgotten as the bottled up love hits her like a tidal wave. She gasps, collapsing into his arms as the intense tingling sensation overtakes her whole body. "O-oh, Rhino... I-I'm so sorry... I wanted to tell you sooner, but..." She trails off into sorrow-filled sobs, crying freely into his shoulder.
The observing thestral on the bed lets out a sniff of her own, wiping a tear away with a finger at the display. She decides to just watch for now, a proud smile on her face.
One of the stallion's hands raises up and starts gently stroking her mane. "Shush... it's alright... I'm just happy, no... happy doesn't begin to describe this... it's just... the best thing in the world to have you back."
"I m-missed you too... I c-can't describe how badly... I wanted to see you again..." She looks up at him, fighting to get her tears to stop falling. "P-please... d-don't let go..."
He leans down, giving her a pure emotional kiss before replying. "I don't ever plan to again."
"T-that's good..." She giggles, her eyes shining with happiness. "Though I mainly meant right now... I, um, c-can't feel my body..."
He pauses, still holding onto her. "Umm... what?"
She lowers her head, her cheeks turning a tint brighter. "Love causes t-tingling, and... t-that was a lot of love, just then..."
A small tittering sound comes from the bed. "Way to go, big boy, at this rate you'll be able to make her lose feeling in her legs just by looking at her."
The nymph turns to her friend, pouting softly. "Not helping, Silky... nor was the flashlight against my belly..." She pauses, brow furrowing as she thinks over her words. "When... when did we bring a flashlight into bed? And one that big, to boot? Unless..." Her eyes widen in realization. "O-oh... r-right..."
Rhino clears his throat awkwardly. "Right, sorry about that... Want me to bring you somewhere until you can feel yourself again?"
Silk calls out again from the bed. "Such a gentlecolt, taking care of you in one of your most vulnerable moments."
She gives her a flat stare before turning to their stallion, smiling playfully. "Is it wrong for me to request that you fuck her until she can't walk, again? And lay me down on the bed, if you'd be so kind... but, um, p-please don't move my arms from my chest..."
He slides one arm down her back to behind her knees, lifting her up bridal-style. "We'll deal with her in a moment. As for your arms... Why, is something wrong?"
Gel nervously bites her lip, shaking her head. "J-just... let me have time to mentally prepare myself..."
"Alright." He turns around and walks to the bed, gingerly setting her down on it before rounding on Silk. The thestral lets out a squeak of nervousness at the sight of his expression, thinking he was going to make good on Gel's suggestion, but all he does is touch her nose with a finger. "You be nice."
She giggles, nodding. "Alright alright sir gallant protecting knight. I was just teasing, but maybe I'll save it for later." She peeks around him to look at Gel. "How's it feel, hun?"
"Like my body was dipped in ice... that is somehow very warm..." She turns her head to the batpony, a twinkle in her eye. "And, despite your teasing, I'm still willing to share our favorite stallion... if you let him give you that wing-massage before we go shopping." She glances at the clock. "I'd suggest as soon as possible, considering that there's going to be somepony else joining us."
Silk's tail flicks for a moment, her expression calculating. "And should I expect anything extra with this plus one we'll have for our shopping trip today?"
Rhino mutters as he stretches his back. "I certainly hope not..."
"Probably not..." She shrugs slightly, grimacing briefly before continuing. "She seems to already have somepony... and, honestly, I just don't feel the same connection as I have with you two..."
"Good to know we're special to you, hun." Silk says as her eyes go back to their normal tone. "But I'm not sure I can get myself a massage while you lay there all cold and not able to move... Hmm... how to get around all these problems..." She thinks for a moment, her eyes wandering from Gel to Rhino to the bed to the bathroom.
"You two go ahead and start the shower..." She tries to wave a hand, but ends up flapping it limply. "I'll join you once everything's working properly... I even give you permission to actually have some 'fun' without me..."
The stallion shakes his head. "No way. You aren't leaving my sight for a while, especially not in your state." He picks up the changeling again, Silk giving an approving nod as she saunters into the bathroom, the sounds her her getting out the shower supplies ringing out a moment later. "You are coming with us."
"What? Why?" She frowns, looking up at him. "I-I can't stand like this. I'd only get under your hooves. B-besides..." She glances towards the door of the bathroom, dropping her voice low for him to hear her. "I know how you feel about her... the curiosity - the hint of desire - you have for her body... the time alone was supposed to be a... gift, of sorts..."
He looks at her softly before leaning down and kissing her again. A loving nuzzle follows as he speaks. "I got the greatest gift in a decade this morning, no others are necessary. The thing with Silk... I'll be honest, she's nice, and she's attractive, but I haven't sorted out exactly where I stand on her yet. But, I know that you like her, and I don't want her to think she was used last night, especially with what she trusted us with this morning. I said we could talk in the morning about where we all stand, and we shall, but for now..." He gives her yet another kiss. "Let's just go enjoy a shower, including you."
Gel blinks, unable to think of a way to respond to his words. She pouts softly, letting her head bow. "I suppose you have a point... I'm going to argue for her to join our little family, though..."
"I had a feeling you might, and I'll probably listen. I still need to work it all out in my head though." He looks curiously down to her hooves, noting that from the knee down she is still Angel. "Why didn't you change all the way?"
"Um... because I didn't want to set the carpet on fire?" She nervously smiles, her body shifting slightly in discomfort.
He raises an eyebrow and shifts the arm under her knees so that her legs kick a little. "You could have lifted them up... and they're free now."
"I'm also numb... so I can't tell if they're morphing properly..." She sticks her tongue out at him. "Your move, sweetie."
He just smiles, nuzzling her again before heading into the bathroom where Silk has just started the water. The purple-winged thestral smiles at them. "I was wondering how long it would take to get you two in here." She looks down at the changeling in the stallion's arms. "Aww... still not feeling well, hun? Don't worry, we'll take good care of you." She winks before sliding behind the curtain into the tub/shower combo.
Her eyes widen as she notices the rising water level, and she squirms in the stallion's grip. "T-this is a shower, right? N-not a bath?" She looks from one pony to the other, hoping for an answer from either of them.
The mare giggles. "Well, technically since this is a tub, it can do both, but I don't think we have enough time for a nice soak all three of us would enjoy." She bends over, plucking the plug out of the drain which quickly lets the excess water out. "Bring her in when you're ready big boy."
Rhino looks down to Gel questioningly.
She nervously laughs, pulling her arms tighter to her chest. "I-It's nothing, love..." She immediately catches what she said, squeaking in embarrassment. "Um... I-I mean..."
He cuts her off with a kiss, resting his forehead against hers afterward. He whispers three simple words into her ear. "Love you too."
Her heart flutters at these, the words she'd been waiting for so long to hear. She giggles excitedly, her legs stretching straight out as she catches his lips for a more passionate one, never moving her arms the whole time.
The yellow and purple pony watching their blurred shapes from the other side of the cloudy shower curtain waits until they take a breath before she calls to them. "You know you can do that in here, right?"
"Yes, but then my mane would get in the way." The nymph laughs brightly, nodding towards the shower. "Shall we join her, stud?"
Chapter 17: Getting ready
He chuckles and nods, a goofy smile on his face as he slips into the shower, forced to stand sideways with how he is holding Gel. Silk immediately notices this and, after a few moments, she relieves Rhino of the changeling, holding the nymph's back to her front, with her arms around her stomach. She smiles at the two of them. "There we are, now everypony should be comfy and we can get on with this shower." A small glint in her eye appears as she glances at the stallion. "And look, he even brought a towel rack for us."
The navy changeling looks down and quickly blushes, seeing the emerald unicorn's pride. "W-wow... you're that turned on... from a kiss?"
Seeing as the stallion doesn't answer immediately, Silk does it for him. "Well, that, probably combined with what he already had just from being a stallion in the morning, added onto the fact that he slept naked next to us, who were also naked. I'd blame him if he wasn't at this point."
She gulps, her cheeks still burning from embarrassment and arousal. "Is... is it bad that I want to... y-you know?" She turns to the batpony, smiling shyly. "O-or watch him with you, again?"
Silk titters while Rhino blushes. "Oh you are going to be fun~. Especially when heat season starts. For now though, I'm afraid you'll just have to control yourself until we can get you back in shape." She slips in a quick neck kiss. "We have to make sure everypony is in good shape. I think you'll be happy with what we do now though." Focusing on Rhino, she calls in a teasing voice. "Seeing as how I've got my hands full with our little one here, guess what you get to do?"
He answers after a moment. "Wash her?"
"Bingo there, fluffy. You get to rub her down until she shines. Literally." Moving her mouth close to Gel's ear, she continues. "That sound good to you, hun?"
She bites her lip, nodding eagerly. She leans further into the mare's embrace, but doesn't move to uncover her intimate areas. She winks playfully at their stallion, her gaze lidded and her voice soft, though with a slight reverb. "Take your time, love..."
He smiles deviously at her. "I think I can do that." He levitates a washcloth and bottle of body wash over, spreading the latter onto the fabric and lathering it up well. He closes the distance, leaning in close to Gel's face, Silk's smirking right behind it. The warm cloth covered hand starts rubbing all around her neck, the suds being left after.
She shivers at the sensation, mewling softly in bliss. She starts to regain the feeling in her legs and tail, a few strands of the latter moving to gently tickle the mare's belly. The grip her arms have across her chest loosens, as if she's ready to move them but doesn't want to do it, herself.
The cloth continues gliding over her carapace, the stallion deciding to do that part of her before moving on the the majority of her torso, which was actually bare flesh. Around the tops and front of her shoulders goes the cloth, and even down her arms, despite them being used to cover herself.
Gel smirks teasingly, turning to Silk. "He finally has the one he wants before him, and he doesn't go directly for the tits or ass. I'm genuinely impressed... albeit feeling like he's purposely teasing me."
Silk giggles. "Oh, I'm sure he'll get to those eventually, besides, it's always nice for a male to know how to foreplay." She gives Gel a wet nuzzle before her eyes dart downward.
Rhino cloth has started on the part of the nymph's from just above her arms. As he gets to them, he hesitates a moment before gently bringing his other hand into play, taking one of her hands into his own and slowly pulling it away.
She looks up at him, her eyes shining with trust. She smiles softly, though with a slight bit of trepidation. "I, um... I know I'm not that big, now... i-it's not an issue, is it?" She squirms slightly, letting the arm he pulled away fall to her side, the other covering her quite well.
The washcloth coming around to clean the bit of skin uncovered by the first arm, his other hand caresses the second before taking it into its grip. "I don't see why it would be." He starts pulling it away.
Gel momentarily resists the action before letting her arm be moved. She turns away and closes her eyes, waiting to hear his reaction with bated breath.
Surprisingly, all she hears is the slow swish of the washcloth as it starts doing circles on her barely B-cup mounds in order to clean them. "You know, they are quite the lovely shade of blue."
She blushes brightly, embarrassed by his words. "S-somehow... that wasn't the reaction I was expecting..." She coos softly, pressing her chest forward against his hand. "I'm fine with it, though... if it means I feel this nice from you..."
Chuckling, the stallion comments again. "I'll make you feel this way every day if you want."
Silk lets out a quiet laugh. "Normally that would be a cheesy statement, but I can tell he means it." She leans over to the nymph's ear, whispering. "I will have to redo some of your more intimate apparel now though, including Miss White."
She grimaces, shrugging sheepishly. "Sorry for the extra work, sugar... and, Rhino?" She turns to him, lazily wagging a finger. "That offer better be for the both of us."
"I... I suppose it is." He finishes up her mounds and starts moving lower, the yellow hands covering the area moving up and instead gripping the soapy hills.
Gel squeaks in surprise, her hands gripping the thestral's hips in response, the closest pony to them. "A-a little bold there, aren't we, Silky? Or..." She smiles coyly, turning to look at her over her shoulder. "Do you just want to tease our stud some more?"
"Who says it's not both?" She gives the mounds a cheeky squeeze as the stallion continues soaping up the nymph.
He soon reaches her waist, rubbing all around it before he arrives at her tail. Gently pawing at the impromptu covering Gel had made for herself, he looks up at her questioningly.
Moaning quietly from the mare's actions on her breasts, she almost misses the unicorn's expression. With a loving smile, she slowly pulls her tail away, revealing her most intimate of areas to him, slightly wet despite the tail keeping water from hitting it.
Rhino has a loving expression as the washcloth comes into play. In, out, and around her thighs it plays, going all over her nethers without any hesitation, the fabric rubbing on absolutely everything.
She bites her lip as her flower slowly becomes wetter. She reaches forward, putting her hand on his head and gently rubbing. "You're doing great, sweetie..."
He smirks, rubbing the cloth a bit more in the area before he crouches down fully and starts working it up and down her chitinous legs. "Glad you think so."
She whines when he moves on, but doesn't do anything to stop him. Then, as he rubs over the inner thigh of one leg, she bursts out laughing, grabbing a rail on the shower wall and struggling to keep from falling. "R-Rhino!"
He chuckles, smiling up at her. "Looks like that one's constant... I wonder if the other one is..." He slips the cloth up to the mirroring spot.
She moans sweetly, her eyes fluttering closed as she falls back against Silk. She doesn't even care how silly she must look, with her head rolled back, mouth open, and tongue lolling out.
Rhino just smiles and continues down Gel's legs, Silk holding onto her chest to keep her from slipping down. She comments with a smile nonetheless. "Nice find there, I'm gonna have to remember that one. Always good to know those spots that drive them wild."
"Almost done down here..." He wipes the last bits of her legs down with soap. "There we go." He stands back up, setting the cloth to one side.
"Good. Cause now it's my turn." The thestral suddenly pushes Gel forward onto Rhino, who reflexively wraps his arms around her lower back to keep her pressed against him so she doesn't fall. The mare, meanwhile, starts soaping up the cloth again, sparing a glance down and giggling. "Well would you look at that, seems like she has two tails now."
The nymph, feeling him between her legs, quickly clamps her thighs around him. She pulls him into a passionate kiss, her body rubbing up against his and getting his fur lathered. Her tail flags high behind her, letting the mare see everything.
As Rhino dives into the kiss, his hands rubbing up and down the nymph's back, Silk watches, thinking. She takes a look at the soapy washcloth in her hand, then to the other two beings enjoying themselves as evidenced by the large green mass slowly going back and forth along the only strip of blue flesh able to be seen from the back just under the tail. Without a second thought, Silk quickly rubs her front down with the cloth before setting it to the side and pressing herself up against Gel's smooth back, getting it nice and soapy. The two benefits for the thestral in this are the fact that she can now grope the hard ass she's leaning against, and that tip poking out from her friend’s thighs now bumping her yellow clit and slit, resulting in small yips from the batpony.
Feeling the mare against her, she wraps her tail around her waist, sliding under the dark purple tail to tease the rosebud there. She breaks the kiss and leans forward, whispering into the unicorn's ear as they all continue to rub against each other. "You know what we all want, love... please... won't you give it to us?" She runs her hands along his back, smiling warmly up at him. "Won't you be my first, and only, stallion?"
"I... just... not right now... I don't think this is the best place for it, can't really move too well... and we still need to talk after this..." He has to sort of force his words out as he pushes his hips back and forth, his length feeling all kinds of stimulation from both mares. They, in return, moan and whine, only making him more stimulated.
"Fu... f-fine..." She rests her head against his chest, panting and moaning in need. "H-harder, please..."
"What she said..." Silk pants in agreement.
The stallion obliges, starting to actually thrust into the spaces the two females made instead of just moving his hips. He vaguely feels Silk's hands worming their way in between his and Gel's stomachs, pulling herself harder against the nymph, tightening their group as a whole and receiving more force hitting her nethers for it. His speed and force increases more.
She mewls and squeals happily, her horn shakily lighting up. She moves one of his hands from her back to one of the golden mounds near it. She leans up and kisses him once more, her own hands gripping his hips and pulling him harder into the faux tunnel with each pump of his hips, silently begging.
He eagerly kiss her back, his hand groping the sound mound it now rests on, causing its owner to give her own coo of pleasure. With every sound, his hips seem to jerk forward harder, causing every increasing yelps from the thestral as he button is assaulted by his head. Gel meanwhile, has to deal with the constant grinding of his flesh against hers, made even more pleasurable as he adjusts his angle to be slightly more upward, increasing the force pushing up into her nethers. Small grunts are heard from the male as he start to reach his limit.
The nymph isn't able to last much longer, either. After a few more forceful thrusts and she bites a towel, muffling what would've been an earsplitting cry of ecstasy. She hits it hard, her juices drenching his shaft, groin, and the mare's lower stomach, as well.
Feeling the warm juices flooding over his shaft along with the muffled scream drives Rhino over the edge. He pulls both females tight to him as he pumps out his seed in waves. This in turn, causes the thestral to lose it as well, his tip pressed hard into her clit before it suddenly started gushing all over her. All three showermates hold each other close as they ride out their climaxes.
Gel's head falls against their stallion's shoulder, her breathing ragged from the explosive orgasm. Her hands lovingly stroke his back as she tries to recover enough air to speak.
Silk is the first to speak, commenting as she grabs the washcloth again. "Just can't keep ourselves from being dirty, can we? Well, I guess most of it will rinse off, but I think we still have to clean off most of our stallion here."
The nymph blushes softly, nodding to the seamstress. "R-right... s-sorry about that..." She clears her throat and turns around, picking up the body wash as another cloth floats into the shower. "Shall we clean him? You can do his front, if you'd like..."
"Aww... but dat flank..." She slips around to the other side of the stallion, rubbing over him as she does so before rotating him so the he is standing sideways between them. "There we go, best of both worlds for everypony." She raises her washcloth to Gel, "Shall we?"
She lathers up her own cloth, smiling warmly to her friend. "We shall, Silky." She moves the rag to the shoulder closest to herself, firmly rubbing into his soft fur.
The yellow and purple thestral decides to do the opposite and starts down low on his legs. Running the cloth up and down them, she giggles approvingly at the toned muscle she finds. "Now how do you manage to get legs like these?"
The stallion, eyes closed as he enjoys the females rubbing on him, responds slowly. "Shape is actually genetic... tone comes from the way I get around most of the time..."
"Oh?" The navy changeling carefully cleans along his arm, smooth hands running along the fluffy limb. "So you walk everywhere, then?" She finishes and moves to his back, scrubbing with tiny circles. "Ride a bike? Scooter?"
His fingers lightly graze her arm as he answers. "Technically... magic, but the exercise equivalent would be rollerblading."
"Magic?" She presses more firmly, working a mass of bunched muscle. "So... your runes, then?"
He nods, letting out a small groan as she works on him.
"That's interesting..." She rubs a bit harder, angling her arm to push more into the deep tissue. "Sorry if this hurts... anyways, how does it work? This, um, circle of yours?"
"In short, manipulating friction on the underside of my hoo-" He cuts himself off with a quick hissing inhale as his flank is massaged by the yellow mare.
"Sorry, couldn't resist getting a nice handful of this flank." Silk laughs, not sounding sorry at all as she runs a hand through his tail. "Too many stallions go for short these days... nice to see one who lets it grow."
Gel, curious, reaches down with her free hand and rubs along his backside as well. She stares down at him, stunned. "Wow... that's really... f-firm..."
The black and blue tail flicks a bit as Rhino's face burns from having the two palming his flanks. "Umm... glad I meet your approval?"
"It does explain how you..." She starts to clean his side, working from his arm to his hip with tender yet purposeful strokes. "Get us to lose the feeling in our legs, each time..."
"I could try not doing that if you want. It can't be comfortable not being able to move half of your body." He offers.
"Not necessary." She giggles leaning up and pecking his cheek. "I love it when you don't hold back. I'm... not quite sure about Silky, though." She glances to the mare, curious and concerned.
The thestral takes a moment to answer, distracted as she is by the stallion's equally firm front parts. Once she notices Gel looking, she waves a hand casually. "Oh don't worry about me, part of my fetish is not being able to move remember? So that side effect is great for rounds after the first one. Of course I'm guessing neither of us would be opposed to some long gentle loving either."
The navy nymph smirks, reaching down and playing with the mare's ear tufts. "I think I'd love that, as well... if Rhino wouldn't mind obliging us, next time..." She finally finishes with his torso and gets down on her knees, starting to scrub - and subtly grope - the strong muscles of the unicorn's legs. "Though, personally, I'd just like to have the chance to taste his seed... have you done that with a stallion, before, Silky?"
"Mm..." she thinks for a moment as she starts to rub the cloth, and a bit of herself, across the stallion's chest. "Once. I wasn't really a fan of it to be honest, though it may have just been the stallion himself. His seed was a bit bitter, not exactly a romantic taste."
She glances at the batpony's hips, noticing the seed still sprayed there. Without the slightest hesitation, she reaches over and scoops some up, bringing it to her lips and licking. She blinks, staring down at her fingers in stunned silence.
Rhino, eyes still closed as he enjoys the experience, comments on Gel's sudden silence. "Something wrong?"
"You're... delicious..." She blushes brightly, staring at the rest of the mess on Silk's hips, a hungry look in her eyes. She forces her gaze upwards, looking into her purple, slitted eyes. "Sugar, why don't you try a bit?"
The winged mare sighs as she stops rubbing her chest on his arm while her hand rubs his chest. "Alright..." With a quick swipe she snags a bit on her finger, sucking it clean a moment later. Her eyes widen significantly as she pops the digit out of her mouth. "Are you serious? Since when does a stallion taste like strawberries and cream?"
"Apparently since Rhino hit puberty." She giggles, sticking her tongue out at her as she continues to clean their stallion up.
The pegasus finished her side first, cleaning all but one part of the stallion. As a reward, she approaches that final area with a sly look. "Well, we still all have to do our manes and tails, but I think we've only got this part left to wash now..." Her fingers lightly graze the underside of the shaft, earning a large twitch from it.
Gel finishes her side and looks up, whining softly. "Aww... I wanted to clean that..." She pouts playfully, looking up at the batpony. "I bet you're gonna try to get more of that strawberry flavor from him..."
Silk giggles, smiling down at the nymph. "Seems to me like there should be plenty for both of us." She pats the other side of Rhino's groin.
She tilts her head, taking her hand and pulling herself up next to her friend. She stares at the throbbing length before them, licking her lips and fangs in desire. Before anyone else can do anything, she's already against him, holding the emerald shaft as she licks at the tip, mewling sweetly up at him.
The yellow mare giggles as she sets her hand just above Gel's, joining her at the tip. "Starting without me?" She smiles wickedly as she swirling her tongue over the head, sometimes passing over the changeling's tongue in the process.
Rhino shivers as he feels both mares working on his most sensitive of parts. A sudden thought occurs to him that sends a shiver down his spine. "Umm... both of you will be careful about your fangs, right?"
Gel looks up at him, her fangs disappearing in a wisp of smoke. She winks and takes a drop of his seed from the flared tip of his pride, turning Silk's head and pulling her into a passionate kiss, sharing the unbelievably delectable liquid with the thestral.
Silk eagerly kisses back, their tongues rubbing along each other as they spread the seed around. As they kiss, their hands continue their small pumps of the warm rod. After a bit, they break for air, the mare looking up at the stallion who still has his eyes closed and answers his question. "Don't worry, I'd never want to harm this." She gives him a light squeeze. "I know how to be careful."
The nymph dives down and licks along his length, the powerful scent of his musk starting to fill her mind. She moans softly, kissing and nuzzling him, even with their hands rubbing along him.
Amid the stallion's groans, Silk joins Gel, removing her hand so she can devote herself more with her tongue. Instead, the hand moves a little lower to the two orbs below, starting to gently fondle them.
The changeling moves her hand elsewhere, tracing and squeezing the tip of his pride. She continues to lavish his length with her tongue, lustfully kissing the batpony with him between them at one point. Her free hand trails down her friend's body, cupping and caressing the soft mounds on her chest, one at a time.
As the stallion above them starts to pant, his fingers scrabble for something to do. Unfortunately, as this point all they can do is rest on the females' heads as they continue.
Gel pulls away slightly, smirking teasingly at the mare across from her. "Go on, Silky..." She rubs along the underside of Rhino's erection, winking at her. "You know you want to drink directly from the tap..."
The thestral nods thankfully as she centers her head on his. Opening her mouth, she carefully guides the shaft in between her teeth and into her mouth. Locking her lips around it, she starts rhythmically sucking and stroking the length. It doesn't take the stallion long before he lets out a quiet groan, the mare feeling the slight swelling of his pride before the first of many shots fires half onto her tongue and half in her throat. Like sucking a straw, she continues, smiling happily the whole time.
The navy nymph, meanwhile, whines softly, placing a hand on her shoulder. "Hey... leave some for me, sugar..."
Peering one eye over at the changeling, Silk thinks a moment before popping the still spurting head of the stallionhood out of her mouth and pointing it at the nymph.
Gel eagerly latches onto it, her eyes drifting closed as she sucks and licks him, hoping to coax as much as possible out of him. She doesn't seem to mind the small spurts that landed on her chin and the thestral's shoulder, certain that her friend would get those. She moans sweetly around his length, bobbing slightly along him as she gets lost in the wondrous taste of his seed.
Her moans serve to keep the pressure behind his shots fairly high as they come out. While Silk does a little licking of the bits that fell during the passing of the length, the flow eventually subsides to the point where it is just a slow dribble, marking the end of the stallion's current release.
She pulls away, watching the last few drops cling to the head before turning to her friend, smiling warmly as she tenderly points it back to her. "Want the last of this drink?"
"Hmm..." The yellow mare quickly flicks her tongue to gather the last of it before closing her mouth over Gel's, sharing it with her. She lets out a small giggle as she breaks the kiss, standing back up from her crouched position.
The nymph's sapphire eyes twinkle before she scoops the last bit up from the thestral's hips, sucking it off her fingers and standing up as well. "Well, that's Rhino and I... all that's left is you, sugar." She floats one cloth up from where Silk lay it, giving it to the stallion and grabbing her own. "How are we going to do this, love?"
She giggles, turning around and facing one end to the tub. She leans over, bracing her hands on the wall and looking back seductively. "I already cleaned my front earlier, but my backside still needs doing." She wiggles her hips on the word 'doing'.
Gel smirks at their stallion, gesturing to the mare. "It was my body that took care of her front... would you like to cover her back with yours?"
He raises his eyebrow at her phrasing, but complies nonetheless. Slightly bending over the thestral, he starts at her shoulder with the cloth and slowly working his way down. "Let me know if this gets uncomfortable."
As the cloth tickles the area between her wings for a moment and the downstroke, Silk breathily answers. "Honey, the only thing uncomfortable right now is the fact I'm not filled, everything else is wonderful."
The nymph giggles, leaning against the wall of the shower, watching as water splashes down on top of the other two. "Really? You still want more after a full belly and that climax, earlier?" She sticks her tongue out playfully at her. "And ponies think my kind are nymphomaniacs."
"Oh, like you'd be any different if he had you bent over like this." The thestral comments, despite the small blush on the stallion's cheeks.
"Maybe." She sheepishly smiles, turning her head away. "But I'm not the one whose tail is flagging, am I?"
"Fair enough, oh my..." She quickly starts panting as the stallion washes around her wing bases, her royal purple wings visibly struggling to not pop out, considering they wouldn't fit in the shower.
"I wonder..." She stares down at the stallion's tail, thinking silently for a second. She bites her lip and, wrapping the black and blue hair in her blue aura, tugs it briefly to see his reaction.
As it turns out, his reaction is a small yelp as he turns around to see what she is doing. "That was... unexpected."
She frowns, looking up at him in concern. "T-that isn't a bad thing... is it?"
He looks down at his tail. "Just... don't pull hard, and maybe not often, only occasionally, okay?" He turns back to Silk, starting on her lower back.
"Okay..." She sighs quietly, reaching forward and gently rubbing his hips. "Huh... I think Silky missed a spot..."
"Well, can you get it for me, please?" He asks as he starts getting Silk's flanks, causing her to coo happily.
"I think I know why..." She giggles, bringing her cloth up and scrubbing his flanks as he does the thestral's. "She was too busy feeling you up..."
Between moans, the mare comments. "Can't really blame me, can you?"
"Not really... but that's why you finished 'cleaning' him first." She reaches forward, playfully messing up her hair. "Cheater."
"Worth it..." She holds her breath as he does the insides of her thighs, but he doesn't touch anything beyond that as he moves down her legs. A small whine comes from her as her wet tail flicks.
"Silky..." She wags a finger at her. "You know we've still got to talk about that. Rhino said so, himself." She leans close, using a stage whisper to the mare. "I'll do my best to have him warm up to you, sugar."
Rhino ignores this as he finishes up at the base of her legs, standing up after. "There we go, all set."
"Thank you, big boy." She pushes herself off the wall. "I guess it's just manes and tails next. Who wants to do whose?"
"Well, it's probably not going to be me..." Gel blushes softly, tapping her fingers together. "I tend to just... shapeshift my hair to get rid of major messes... the flames help clean it, that way..."
The seamstress frowns. "Uh uh, not on my watch." She turns to Rhino. "You, do my mane while I do hers." He salutes as she turns back to the nymph. "Hun, you are getting your mane cleaned properly, no wonder it looked a bit limp." She grabs the first of a few different mane products and squirts it into her hand.
The navy changeling blinks, stunned. "Did... did you bring those here with you, sugar? Or did I pack some without remembering?" She shakes her head and turns around, making it easier for the batpony.
"I brought them here in my bag, hun. That's what too me so long to get set up, was to get all of these out." She stops and coos a moment as Rhino's hands start running through her mane, lathering it as they go. "Oh... yeah, you get her next time." She starts lathering up the changeling's blue mane, running the strands through her digits.
"B-be careful with my hair, Silky..." One strand coils around her arm, stopping her motions. "I-it's really sensitive..."
The pegasus stops as she looks at the strand. "And apparently you have quite a bit of control over it..."
"Um... y-yes..." She nervously laughs, lowering her head. "My kind's... unique, that way..."
"That's really neat." Rhino comments as he works the longer parts of Silk's mane. "You think you could let me have her tail, Silk?"
She giggles. "Well, that would be up to her, wouldn't it?"
"I don't mind... though I'm curious why he wants my tail..." She glances as much as she can over her shoulder, trying not to interrupt her friend's work on her mane.
"Well," he answers, "she got your mane, so I only have the tail left if I want to feel it."
"Who says you can't feel it later?" She laughs brightly, shaking her head. "You're silly, you know that?"
He just laughs, leaning over and nuzzling her. "You know you love it."
She smiles, turning to kiss him tenderly. "I do. And so does Silk." She taps his nose, smirking softly. "Don't you forget that, stud."
He goes quiet, smiling as he gets back to work. As Silk moves on to the second, then the third product in Gel's mane, he goes to work on the thestral's tail. Her flanks wiggle in his face a bit just as her fingers wiggle in Gel's mane.
Gel laughs softly, squirming in her friend's hands. "T-that tickles!"
"Now now, squirm all you want later, I'm almost done with this last bit of volumizer." She scrubs a last bit into her mane before nodding. "There you are, just rinse when ready. At the lack of feeling on her tail, she turns to the stallion. "All done?"
He nods, "Yep."
"Excellent, now please switches places with us so we can rinse." With a bit of shifting, Rhino ends up at the back of the tub.
Gel dunks her head under the water, feeling it wash over her head. Her position makes her flanks and tail more pronounced for Rhino, her tail swaying against his legs as the soothing stream sprays her mane.
With no warning, the stallion gently takes her tail and runs his fingers through it, just enjoying the feeling.
The nymph shivers at the touch, cooing softly as she moves back towards him. "I see you found another spot..."
"So it seems." He pours a bit of the shampoo into his other hand before bringing it into play as well, both of them as soft as can be as they treat her. "Let me know if I'm not being gentle enough, ok?"
"Trust me, love... I'd let you know..." She smiles, purring happily at him. "Now work those magic fingers for me..."
As he continues working her tail, Silk taps Gel on the shoulder. She points to a bottle of regular shampoo in her hand, then gestures to the stallion questioningly, asking if she wants to do it.
The nymph thinks a bit before pulling the seamstress close, whispering into her ear. "I'll... try to do his mane... you can do his tail, sugar..."
She whispers back. "Fine by me, but what do you mean, try?"
"I haven't cleaned hair, before... anypony's hair..." She sheepishly smiles, shrugging a bit. "Not to say I won't try my best..."
Silk makes motions with her hands in mid air, some look like stroking and others like groping. "Just lather it all up nicely dear, down to the scalp."
"I... if you say so..." She taps her chin, her gaze falling to her friend's chest. She self-consciously covers herself, wrenching her eyes away as she takes the shampoo bottle from her.
A small kiss is planted on her forehead. "It's not all about size, hun. Both Rhino and I agree on that."
She glances up at her face, nervous. "But... you seemed happy with Angel's body..." She closes her eyes, sighing softly. "I'm just a plain Jane..."
Rolling her eyes, she leans down, moves Gel's arms, and gives one of her mounds a quick lick. "Like I said, size doesn't matter. If nothing else, it's a whole new body to explore."
The nymph squeaks in shock, her face turning a bright blue to match her breasts. "Um... t-thank you..."
"Good, now you get his head, I've got a date with his flanks." Squeezing herself by, Silk ends up behind Rhino and starts lathering up his tail.
Gel smirks, shaking her head and turning to the stallion. She squirts some of the liquid onto her hands, reaching down and carefully running her hands through his mane. She looks into his eyes, a flicker of doubt in her own. "You'll... let me know if I'm being too rough, right?"
He doesn't answer with words. Instead, as soon as she had begun rubbing his mane, he had leaned into her hands and started humming happily, his whole body seeming to relax.
She giggles, leaning down to kiss the tip of his horn tenderly. "I guess I'm doing something right..." She smiles softly down at him, pulling him close to her chest as she continues to clean his black and blue hair.
Seeing his new position, Rhino turns his head so his horn is out of the way and leans forward, nuzzling her chest affectionately. His soft fur rubs over her bare flesh as his hands still reach around her and tend to her tail.
She coos softly, rubbing the back of his head as she continues further down his mane. "So... you're sure I'm not disappointing like this, love?" She glances back at her flanks, pouting slightly. "That my ass isn't too petite?"
He shakes his head, still against her as he answers. "Gel... I love you just the way you are." He moves his hands to her flanks as strokes them affectionately. "I see nothing wrong... even if I still have no idea what your lower legs look like."
She grimaces, her hands stopping their work. "I... I think it's better, this way... they're rather... unsettling, for ponies..."
He looks up at her. "Do you mean the holes you're rumored to have in them? It's certainly unusual, I'll give you that, but what do you think I'm going to do besides love them?"
She stares at him, horrified. "Y-you... know about those? T-there's rumors?"
"Well, admittedly that one was one I only heard a few times, but it was the only one I ever heard dealing with legs, so I just guessed that was it..." He shrugs. "What's the big deal? It's just part of you."
"I..." She lowers her head, whimpering softly. "I hate my legs... the holes that show more than anything else how different I am from ponies..."
The stallion finishes her tail, standing up slowly. His arms wrap around her, bring her to his chest. His lips kiss her forehead as he whispers into her ear. "I will love you for you. That will not change because of how you look."
Gel gulps softly, tenderly stroking the back of his mane. "I... I'll trust you, Rhino..." She closes her eyes and rests her head against his chest, the familiar blue fire slowly moving up the white fur of her legs.
The white fur and hooves are replaced by the familiar navy blue of the changeling's carapace. As the ring of flames moves up, holes start appearing as if having been put there by a giant hole-puncher for papers. The chitin is solid inside and around the holes, so they aren't weak point, but still they are the sole defining feature of the legs. The thestral, the one to have the easiest view of the limbs, raises a hand and caresses them lightly. "Oh hun... do they hurt?"
She yelps, leaping away from the touch, her cheeks practically burning in embarrassment. "N-no... they're extremely ticklish, though..."
Rhino chuckles as he holds her tight, one hand slowly swirling down her side. "Is that so?"
"W-well..." She hides her face in his fur, her hooves clacking against the tub as she shifts nervously. "M-maybe I overreacted... b-but they are sensitive..."
"I'll be sure to keep that in mind." He still holds her close as he continues. "Shall we go ahead and rinse off one last time before someone complains about our water use?"
"P-probably a good idea..." She cranes her neck, an ear swiveling cautiously. "Lucky should be here in a few minutes, anyways..."
The three of them rinse off one last time before turning the water off. Stepping out onto the rug, Silk hands them each a towel she had gotten out before they go through the process of actually drying themselves. Afterward, Rhino looks to the two females. "Would you mind if I did what I need to do in here first to get ready? I shouldn't take long, and that way you two can take as long as you want."
Gel blinks, tilting her head to one side. "You think we..." She trails off and laughs brightly, shaking her head. "R-Rhino, my kind doesn't need to do that!"
He tilts his head to one side. "You don't need to come your mane or brush your teeth?"
She squeaks, embarrassed. "Um... w-well, no, I don't need to comb my mane, either... I can shift it into the right style... I should brush my teeth, though..." She stands in silence before backing out of the room, towel around her hips. "I-I'll just wait out there..." She turns and leaves, her cheeks bright blue with embarrassment.
Rhino turns to Silk, his eyes motioning towards the main reason ponies have bathrooms. She gets the hint and nods, backing out and shutting the door behind her. As she walks over to Gel, the sounds of the stallion using the porcelain throne can barely be heard, a small sigh of relief accompanying it. "I guess he finally calmed down enough to let that all out. At least he was polite enough to let us leave first."
"Yea..." She shudders, shaking her head. "I don't think I could handle having to do that..."
The thestral looks at her curiously. "What do you mean, hun?"
"I, um, don't have to use the restroom." She giggles sheepishly, rubbing the back of her neck. "We don't exactly eat food to survive, after all..."
"But..." Her leathery wings shuffle. "But you ate those snacks last night... and you just had a snack of another kind in there..."
"True..." She blushes, averting her gaze. "I kind of... expel the food as a gas..."
Silk gasps dramatically.
She appears to roll her eyes, bopping the mare on her head. "As a burp, you silly filly."
"... but I haven't heard you burp once..." She narrows her eyes at the nymph. "Are you just that sneaky about it?"
"I exhale it through my nose." She sticks her tongue out at her.
"Oh, you are sneaky..." The mare blinks a moment. "Wait... if you don't, that, then why do you have..." She waves a hoof towards her nethers. "Everything?"
"To provide for the kinks of ponies." She shrugs, turning to the bed and picking up her toy from the floor by the bed. "Some ponies just like anal..."
A sly smile grows on Silk's face. "From what I heard last night, some changelings do too."
Gel pokes her in the chest with the tip of the rubber shaft, eyes narrowed. "And some thestrals. Don't forget that, sugar."
This just makes her grin more. "Well well, look who's got her fangs in more than looks now." She paws playfully at the nymph's chest, giving a sexy growl.
"You know it." She pulls her close, pinning the mare's wings against her back with the embrace. She kisses her deeply, pressing her up against the wall next to the bathroom door. "And you love it, don't you?"
Flicking the towel off Gel's waist with a finger, the mare grins. "Well, I did initially fall for that sweet innocent mare, but I don't mind this side of her." She starts kissing her back, letting herself be pressed against the wall.
She puts the toy up against the thestral's slit, purposely brushing it just a bit with each pass. "Glad to hear that... though you might want to take that potion, before Lucky comes... shame, really..." She leans down as she releases a wing, nibbling the upper edge of it. "I love the real you more... if only just a bit..."
"Am I interrupting something?" Says a voice from the now open bathroom door.
Gel glances over, the fake phallus dropping to the floor in her surprise. "Um, n-nothing big... just a little teasing, love..."
He stares at the two of them a moment before walking over to his bag. "Bathroom's open if you need to use it."
Silk taps Gel to ask her to let her go. "I actually do kind of need to use it myself..."
The navy nymph pulls away, turning to Rhino curiously. "So... you ready to go shopping, sweetie?"
"Well, as much as I hate to disappoint you, I probably do have to put some clothes on." He pulls an outfit out of his bag, setting it on the bed. Looking at her, he has a strange look on his face. "I guess you have to go back to being Angel?"
"I do, yes..." She smiles walking over and gently kissing him. "Don't act like that. I can always change back when we're by ourselves, you know. I just... have to get clothes that won't burn."
He nods, wrapping his arms around her, something he has been doing with great frequency this morning. "I just... like seeing the real you." He nuzzles her, trying to put all his feelings into it. "This is the face I waited so long to see again..."
Gel pushes him back so he sits on the bed, putting herself on his lap. "You know you can see me like this, when you want... maybe I could even go visit you where you're staying, on the weekends..." She kisses his forehead, purring softly. "Doesn't that sound fun?"
He peppers her neck with affectionate kisses. "That sounds wonderful... I'll have a hard enough time be away from you as is."
She coos softly, tilting her head to present her neck to him. "So will I... it was hard enough to keep myself quiet when I found out who you were..."
"Glad to see I'm not the only one who was missing that friend from childhood." His hands feel along her back as he continues planting kisses on her neck, punctuating them with the occasional lick.
"Missing you..." She takes his head in her hands, turning him to her and gazing into his eyes. "I felt like my heart was torn asunder... when mom took me away."
Staring at her, he smiles. "I'm sorry to say, it was only after you got taken away that I realized how much I would, and did, miss you. Still, I kept hoping I'd find you again, looks like it paid off. You know, your eyes are even more beautiful than I remembered... "
Gel giggles, playfully tapping his nose. "Do you really like them that much? Is that all you remember about me from back then?"
"No, I remember a lot of things." He kisses her once. "I remember your mane, what your hand felt like, your laugh, that way you always liked to be near me, how cute you were, how nice you were, and I even remember that dress you had." With each item on the list he gives her another kiss.
Gel closes her eyes, letting herself get lost in the memories and affection. At that last item, however, she blushes brightly, a nervous chuckle escaping her lips. "Too bad my dress got shredded, huh?" Her hands fall to her lap, fidgeting slightly.
"Yeah, too bad... do you still wear dresses?" He asks curiously.
"Well... yes, but I... I don't have any on me..." She sheepishly smiles, shrugging slightly. "I left them all at the hive, since, you know... none of them would fit Angel..."
"I see..." He hugs her to him, nuzzling her as they speak, fully expressing that he doesn't want to let her go. "Do you think we should get you one at the shopping center?"
She quietly sighs, leaning into his embrace. "I'd like that..." She giggles softly, tracing small circles in the fur of his chest. "Maybe you and Silky could help me try them on, too..."
"Hmm..." He sighs quietly. "We three still need to have that talk once she gets back out here..."
The nymph pulls away slightly and quirks an eyebrow at him, confused. "What is there to talk about, love?"
He smiles at that last word, but it falls a bit as he looks towards the bathroom. "...All of us, and what we are I suppose. I want to make sure we are all on the same page."
She slowly nods, unsure. "I... I guess that makes sense..." She taps his nose, a stern expression on her face. "We are not going to hurt her, though. She trusted us with her secret, and we're trusting her with... well..." She gestures to herself, her conviction melting away to reveal shame. "This."
His expression is soft. "Gel, I won't hurt a friend. Especially since, if nothing else, she helped me get you back sooner." He tilts his head, having seen her look. "What's wrong with 'this'?" He gestures to her. "I'm fairly certain you can feel how I feel about it."
"Well, yes, but..." She quietly gulps, turning her gaze to her lap. "I... I hid from you for five days... three of which we've been intimate... three days I believed you were you, but held back due to uncertainty..." She closes her eyes, her ears folding against her head. "I-I thought you'd be mad at me..."
"To be completely honest, I really don't care." He gently rubs her sides. "All I care about is that I have you. It's a simple but powerful thought."
Gel shivers at his touch, biting her lip to contain the coo on the tip of her tongue. She smiles shyly at him, cupping his cheeks in her hands. "You sure know how to make a nymph feel special..." She slowly leans up, pausing with her lips an inch from his, just long enough to whisper to him. "I love you, too."
Their lips meet gently, enjoying the other's presence. His arms snake around her and pull her in, enveloping her in their warmth and that of the stallion's love. His fingers trace along the edges of her chitin plates.
The nymph sighs softly, relaxing a bit more into his embrace. As he traces the plates along her shoulders, she can't help but giggle, shifting her weight slightly and breaking the kiss. "R-Rhino, that's ticklish!"
"Oh are they now?” He says with a sly smile, wiggling his fingers menacingly at her.
She squeaks, her wings flaring out in alarm. "Y-you wouldn't dare..."
"I would." He suddenly lunges forward, grabbing her and bringing her close, only to nuzzle her. "But some other time. I'm enjoying this too much right now."
She sighs in relief, happily hugging him back. "Thank goodness..." She glances at the bathroom door, curious. "How long do you think we have until she comes back out?"
Rhino shrugs. "I can never tell. It takes me five... maybe ten minutes to get ready. For other ponies it tends to vary, mares especially so depending on how much they decide they want to fix up. Why? Have something in mind?"
She smirks, gently nipping the tip of his nose. "Just a little surprise... we can't do anything big, anyways." She nods towards the door, apprehension clear on her face. "Lucky's coming over, remember?" She glances at the clock, concerned. "I hope nothing bad happened to her..."
"I'm sure she's fine. It's probably best she hasn't got here yet anyway, considering..." He motions to their bare bodies.
"Oh, right..." She starts to stand but pauses, looking into his eyes. "You... you won't treat me different as Angel, will you?"
He tilts his head as he thinks. "Well... a small part of me will be missing seeing you in your normal form, but, I'll probably mostly just treat Angel like I've been treating you since I realized it was you. So... expect puppy eyes, affectionate gestures, the occasional snuck kiss, and a protectiveness for not wanting to lose you again."
She blushes softly, embarrassed by his words. "That... that's so sweet..." She slowly stands, kissing the tip of his horn. "I wonder how our study sessions might change from this..." She winks right before her form is briefly enveloped in her blue fire. It disperses to show the bubbly blonde unicorn from last night, bare as before. She stumbles forward a step, eyes wide in surprise, catching herself before she could fall.
The stallion simply lounges on the bed, offering a shrug. "Still lovely of course, but I know there's a delicious center inside that sugary coating."
She giggles brightly, leaning forward and playfully tapping his nose. "Thanks, stud, but that didn't answer my question..." She cups a hand to his cheek, smiling coyly as she glances at the bathroom door behind her. "Do you want to give Silky a little surprise?"
"Oh, umm... sure." He nods. "I'm interested to see what you have in mind."
"Nothing big, for now. Just a surprise group hug." She backs up to the wall between the closet and the door, nodding to the other side of it. "It's a bit silly, but hey, that's Angel - silly, scatterbrained, and seductive... you know?"
Nodding again, he slides off the bed, going to the other side of the door. "I look forward to seeing what Gel is like all these years later."
"Sadly, that'll have to wait until we're alone together, again." She sheepishly shrugs, tucking a stray lock of golden hair back into her mane. "Angel isn't exactly the same as my true self... and others would notice the difference, right away..."
"I see..." His ears flick as the doorknob turns from the other side. The door opens and out steps Silk, looking much more put together than she had earlier.
Without a word of warning, Angel hugs the now-pegasus, happily nuzzling her neck and purring. She looks at her lips and frowns softly, gently touching them with a hand. "Aww... I'm gonna miss your fangs, Silky..."
The hidden-thestral giggles, kissing the fingertip. "Same to you, hun-" Whatever else she was going to say is cut off by the stallion enveloping them both in a hug. Finding herself in the middle of a pony sandwich, Silk coos delightedly. "Well, this is a nice surprise."
"I knew you'd like it." She giggles, gently pecking her friend's cheek before turning to the other unicorn, smiling warmly. "Do you like it, too, sweetie?"
"It's nice." He says simply, but honestly.
"Well, I've never been one for turning down 'nice', so thank you." She snuggles into the warmth of the hug. "Did I miss anything while I was getting ready? Sexy or not?"
"Just some kissing, a little reminiscing..." She snaps her fingers, pointing to Rhino. "That's right, you had something you wanted to talk to both of us about, right? Can we do it while we get dressed?"
"Sure, that'll work." His voice and expression go serious as he lets go and heads over to the bed, starting to get dressed.
Silk blinks at the sudden shift in mood. "What's got him all mopey, hun?"
"I... I'm not entirely sure..." She sighs, bringing a few things from her closet out onto the desk and reaching into her dresser. "I think it's about last night... and how he promised to wait for me, when we were young..." She blinks, tilting her head to one side. "Wait, that means we didn't break our promise, right? I mean, he was my first... and I believe I was his..." She turns to the pegasus, curious and confused. "Right?"
The mare shrugs. "We all have different details and rules for promises in our minds, hun. Though if I remember right, he did stop at one point even though you asked him to go all the way."
"I... yea, he did, didn't he?" She giggles, turning her gaze to the stallion. "I wonder if he'd have held back if he knew who I was... which is better?" She holds up two sets of lingerie for the other mare, smiling warmly. "Hot pink or sky blue?"
"Hmm..." The pegasus taps her chin with a single yellow finger. "Well, admittedly both colors look lovely on this form, but... I suppose it would depend on if you're going to turn into your changeling form in it. Pink doesn't really go well with your shade of navy."
Angel frowns, shaking her head. "I wouldn't dare change forms while wearing this... I don't want to chance my flames ruining your work..." She pauses, a small smirk tugging on the corner of her mouth. "Though... I could always give you a private show, if you really want to see me in them..."
Surprisingly, Silk's face forms to one of shock. "You really never stop going, do you? I swear you're a bigger tease than I am... and it's my name!"
She shrugs, blushing slightly. "Sorry... I get in character and forget about everything else..." She clears her throat, holding up the second pair. "S-so... blue, then?"
"I think those will work nicely, yes." Silk looks over to the bed to see a fully dressed Rhino sitting sitting on the edge of it, starting at his hands in a thoughtful expression. "Well he certainly gets ready fast."
"Yea." Angel rolls her eyes playfully as she finishes slipping her underwear on. "Stallions tend to not need to coordinate their outfits." She turns her back to her friend, moving her hair out of the way. "Help me with this latch, Silky? Please?"
"Of course." She snaps the back of the bra into place. "So... does this mean you really don't have any clothes that fit your normal self?"
"Aside from my panties? No." She sighs, heading over to the desk and picking up the shirt. "I have a few dresses and my uniform back at the hive, but that's it... well, that and some clothes from my childhood, but those don't fit, anymore..."
"So... if either I or he want to hang out with the real you, you have to be all but stark bare to the world?" She asks. "I mean, I'm sure neither of us will mind, but still..."
She smooths out her shirt before responding. "Well, yes, but... I don't think I'll be changing in public, or anything..." She glances at the necklace on her nightstand, frowning slightly. "I... I'd have to leave, if I do... if news got out that I was a..." She pauses, her eyes snapping to the window, and breathes a sigh of relief when she sees it's closed. "A changeling... not because of what ponies might do... but because the General would demand I do so..."
A deep aggressive growl comes from the stallion on the bed, his eyes glaring at the floor.
The pegasus remarks quietly to Angel. "He started paying attention when you said you'd have to leave... he's not taking it well."
"I just... have to be careful, is all." She gestures towards the heart-shaped locket. "It's off, now, but my superior can hear me through that..." She rubs her hands against the fabric of her skirt, her gaze distant. "I... I messed up an earlier mission, and, well... now I have to wear that..."
Slipping on her own clothes, Silk responds. "Alright dear, we'll keep our lips sealed. I don't want you leaving any more than he does."
The white unicorn smiles, leaning over and gently pecking her cheek. "Thank you..." She turns to Rhino, taking the few steps to reach him before pulling him into a gentle kiss. "Both of you..."
The stallion lets out a quiet sigh as they kiss, relaxing as his tension drains away. He looks up at her as they break the kiss. "Ready to talk?"
"Almost!" She sits down next to him and lights up her horn, the collar from last night soon floating up into her hands. She drapes it around her neck before turning to him, holding the ends in her hands and smiling sweetly. "Would you like to help me with this, sweetie?"
Surprised that she didn't just do it with her magic, he complies nonetheless. "Umm... sure." He takes the end in his hands, gently fastening them together around her neck.
"Thank you." She kisses him once more before patting the spot on the other side of stallion, looking at the golden pegasus. "Would you like to take a seat, Silky? I'm sure he won't mind!"
Finishing pulling her top over her head, the mare nods. "Alright then." She takes a seat.
Angel nods appreciatively and turns to the stallion. "So, love..." She gently takes his hand in hers, tenderly nuzzling it. "What did you want to talk about?"
He grips her hand a moment before speaking. "Well... it's the state of things. you, me, us, Silk...everything. I'm trying to make sure we all realize where the others feel we are at this point."
The white mare blinks, confused. "I... okay... how do you feel about us, then?"
"I've... been thinking on that." He lets go of her hand, looking back over to Silk for a moment before sighing and leaning forward. "Try to understand, all my life my head has been filled with the notion that I would find my special somepony, singular, and that would be that. Details would need to be seen, but we would be happy with each other. Adding to that, that one particular female has been in my mind for nine years, so much so that I became fixated on her in some ways that made her almost my ideal mate."
Silk's ears fold down slightly, but she continues listening.
The stallion goes on. "Gel, when you were only Angel to me, I saw you as a friend, and specifically told you that even though we did more than I would ever have thought I would with a friend, we would never be in a relationship because I was still looking for 'you', remember?"
"Yes..." She frowns, starting to feel concerned. Her free hand reaches around behind him, gently taking one of the other mare's own and squeezing it softly. "Where... where are you going with this, Rhino?"
"Well... to be honest, I just don't see Silk in the same light as you. I would gladly be in a relationship with you, and for all intents and purposes, think I already am." He turns to the slightly sullen pegasus. "Try to understand, you pretty much came out of nowhere for me, and while I do think of you as a friend now... Gel essentially is nine years of my thoughts ahead of you..." As he sees her shoulders sag, he continues. "I'm not saying there isn't a chance, goddesses know ever since I met Angel my limits have been expanded, but I just don't think we're at that point."
"Then... where are we then?" She asks.
"If anything, I suppose if I had to put it into a good comparison..." He waves his hand a bit. "I suppose we would be dating, while Gel and I would be already together. Sort of... a way of getting to know you and letting things develop, you know?"
She blinks, thinking on this a moment before shifting a bit so she can see Angel around him. "Are you sure he hasn't done the herding concept before? Because this sounds oddly accurate to one of the usual ways one is established."
"I'm fairly certain... he kind of acted shocked when I first brought it up..." The white mare tilts her head, her eyes shifting to the stallion as an eyebrow raises in curiosity. "Did you... do research or something, love?"
"No, why?" He looks between the two, confused now but slightly relieved at how they are taking this. "What did I say?"
Silk simply looks to Angel again. "Do you want to explain or shall I?"
"No, you can..." She lets go of her hand, using her own now-free one to scratch the side of her head. "I'm still trying to piece everything together..."
"Alright then.” Silk clears her throat to get the stallion's attention. "The reason I'm taking this well is because what you proposed is actually quite the standard arrangement in situations like these, which make it more surprising that you thought of it on your own. You see, while some herds are formed all at once, others start with a single couple." She points to him and Angel. "One of them has a close friend or somepony else that they get close with, and eventually pitches the idea of letting them in on the relationship. This is meant to be understood that it's not saying they like the initial pairing any less, just that they feel close enough to this new pony that they don't see why they can't bring them to the highest level of closeness if their previous partner agrees. If said partner agrees it usually proceeds just like this, the newcomer essentially courts both ponies of the already existing relationship until they both agree to add them into the fold. It's dating plus one."
Rhino stays silent for a moment as he processes the surprising but comforting parallels of the situation. "Oh."
"That's why I was confused." Angel shrugs, sheepishly smiling. "I kind of thought we were doing it already... a-anyways, this is alright with you, right?" She gestures to their little group. "The three of us?"
He hesitates a moment before responding. "The dating... also serves as time for me to wrap my head around that concept as well."
She quirks an eyebrow at this. "I guess that makes sense... I still feel like we should include her, but it is up to you, in the end..." She faces forward and taps her chin, smiling playfully. "I wonder if another group bonding session would help you decide? Ooh!" She claps her hands, turning and facing Silk, grinning excitedly. "Maybe he could help out in your store! You know, so there's always somepony up front!"
"Umm... what kind of store?" The stallion asks hesitantly.
Ignoring him, the pegasus thinks. "Hmm... I don't know... I wonder if he has the right attitude for talking to ponies about my products. He seems like he tends to avoid private things like that. I don't deny a male wearing some of my outfits for advertisement would be good for sales. Of course we can't have you working the exact same hours though, that would just be a waste of resources and leave me times to run it alone... there might be times where we work all at once though... Hmm, do I have the funds to hire another pony beyond my newest employee?" As she thinks of all these things, the business pony turns to Angel. "What do you think on all these points I'm bringing up?"
"They're all really good points..." She taps her chin, thinking a bit. "He has some classes with me, so that might be an issue, if you don't want to leave yourself alone at times... though I'm sure he'd help your sales by working there." She giggles, gently pecking the taller unicorn's cheek. "After all, he's a handsome stallion... and I know you agree with me on that." She winks at her, sticking her tongue out playfully.
"Of course." Silk winks back. "The big one though is how do you think he'll be at actually doing the job? I mean being a salespony alone is fine and I have no doubts he can do that, but if someone asks him a question about the product or for recommendations... I'm not sure he has it in him right now... perhaps he can grow into it?"
"I think that's likely..." She smirks coyly, placing a hand on her shoulder. "After all, he's going to be around us."
"Very true..." She giggles. "Of course, we don't want to completely desensitize him and lose our ability to see that cute blush of his."
"Absolutely!" Angel laughs, shaking her head. "It one of the things I love most about him!" She hugs his arm, happily cuddling up against him. "What do you think, sweetie? Would you like to work in Silk's boutique?"
"I guess I do need a job..." He begins, slight wariness in his voice. "But what kind of things does she sell?"
"I think you know. After all..." She winks, nodding towards the closet. "You saw them before!"
"Oh dear..." A small blush comes to his face as his thoughts wander. "I'm not sure..."
Silk places a hand on his shoulder. "If it helps, you don't have to work on the sales floor yet. I could do it for the first few weeks or so while you're there, and you can just run the register."
"I guess it would be foolish of me to deny a job that's offered before even trying it..." He concedes.
"That's the spirit!" The pegasus exclaims, patting his back. "Don't worry, I'm sure you'll grow into the position. Plus, maybe you can tease Angel there with some of the outfits I'll lend you to wear while you work. Just so you can turn the tables on her." She winks at him.
The mare in question quirks an eyebrow, bemused. "You know I'm right here, right? Besides, he already wore the outfit that'd work best on me..."
Silk narrows her eyes and grins. "Hun, I made every single one of those outfits you have and he only wore a coat. You think I can't make something that will make you jump him the instant you see him in it?"
"I don't know. I wouldn't doubt your talent..." She smiles sweetly, tapping her nose. "Though I'm more interested to know if you can make one that'd make him jump you ."
The grin only gets wider. "Hmm... now that sounds like a good challenge... I'll have to pay close attention to exactly what he likes..."
Rhino can only gulp as the mares literally plot behind his back before a series of knocks come from the door.
After their revealing morning, the couple and their friend/potential herdmate submit themselves to the whims of the fourth member of their shopping group. Lucky Charm proves to actually be quite the navigator of the local stores and soon has the other three following her through a few shortcuts only to emerge out back into a wide plaza.
The pale green mare spreads her arms wide as she gestures all around them, the fountain behind her framing her well. "Welcome to what I call the Canterlot Center of Shopping!" She lowers her voice a bit. "For students anyway. Gotta keep things local and under budget, you know?"
Angel slowly nods, tapping her chin thoughtfully. "That makes sense..." She glances at her friend, leaning in close and whispering in her ear, yet never letting go of Rhino's arm. "Is your store a part of this, Silky?"
The shop owner replies in the same whisper, her wings loosely held behind her so that they aren't spread out hitting ponies, but they are far enough out to feel the wind. "Well, I'm not directly off this plaza, but you know I do qualify as local. Under budget though? I suppose it depends on how badly they want what I have." She titters quietly.
"I think they should want your wares." She smirks, winking playfully at her before turning back to their guide, curious. "So, Lucky, where would you recommend we go, first?"
"Hmm... well, that depends entirely on what you want." She looks pointedly at Rhino and Angel with a smile. "Besides each other of course."
The stallion doesn't seem to mind this comment, having stuck by the disguised girl her had been seeking for almost half his life since the moment he knew who she was. His green hand holds her small white one as he looks down to her with a soft smile. "I don't really need anything, so it's up to you three."
The white mare shrugs slightly, a little unsure. "I think it'd be best to look for some nice shirts, first... I have so few of those..."
"Did you have any particular style in mind, hun?" Silk asks.
"Yeah!" Lucky apparently approves of this question. "Were you looking for cheap stuff, soft stuff, durable stuff, fancy stuff, there's all kinds! It all depends on what you need them for."
She stares at them, blankly blinking. "I... guess I prefer soft things?"
"Good to know." Rhino quietly comments so only she and Silk can hear.
She glances at him, slightly confused, before turning back to the other unicorn. "That said... I'm currently on a budget... what would you recommend?"
"Hmm..." The fellow student taps her chin with a finger. "How about... no, not Plush's Place... Oh! How about The Basket?" She points across the way to a store that is obviously bigger than the ones around it, with a logo of a basket filled with various fabrics.
Silk nods approvingly. "An excellent choice. As more of a department store, The Basket does give you plenty of variety for decent prices. You never know what you can find there."
Angel smiles brightly, squeezing Rhino's hand in her excitement. "Sounds great!" She turns to her stallion, smiling coyly. "Think there'll be anything for you, in there?"
He chuckles for a moment before answering quietly. "Well, I do hear you'll be there in a moment, so yes."
She squeaks, her cheeks flushing with color from his statement. She turns away, a shy smile on her lips. "F-flatterer..."
"Truth teller." He corrects.
Lucky calls from where she stands on the other side of the fountain now. "Hey! Puppy loves! You can make googly eyes and whisper sweet nothings to each other while we walk!"
"C-coming!" She hurries after them, half-dragging the stallion behind her.
The four enter the clothing store, a steady trickle of ponies heading in and out of it as they do so. Silk comments as they start heading towards the mare's section. "Be sure to look around while we're walking. You might spot something you like." As they pass a lingerie section, she lets out a light hum. "Now there's an interesting pattern... I wonder if I could combine that with something..."
She places a hand on her shoulder, whispering into her ear. "I have to ask... could you find a set for me, Silky? I, um... want to try something... and you know my measurements better than I do..."
"Sure thing, hun. You want a particular color?" She asks, her eyes already flicking over the stock.
"Emerald green or a nice yellow, maybe?" She giggles, blushing softly and batting her eyelashes at her.
"Oh ho! I see..." The pegasus casts a glance at the stallion next to them, currently contenting himself with gazing around with glassy eyes as he still holds onto Angel. "I think I maybe be able to find something perfect for what you have in mind." She easily slips into the racks of clothing, soon the top of her purple mane the only thing that's visible.
"Looks like Lucky found some stuff you might like." Rhino comments, nodding his head forward where the mare in question is just a section down, looking at some shirts of simple designs a few colors, though judging from how she keeps feeling them, they appear to warrant a closer look.
Tilting her head a moment, she decides to walk over to the light green unicorn. She stops a comfortable distance away, glancing at the clothes before speaking. "Whatcha doing, Lucky?"
"Looking for stuff for me while I wait for you." She replies casually, picking out a half-length pink top. "Oh, now this is cute..." She holds it up to herself, looking down to see how it looks.
"I'd say it is." She smiles sweetly, leaning forward a bit in her eagerness. "So, have things been going well for you, so far?"
"What, shopping, you mean? We just started!" She looks back down at the top, paying attention to the neckline and nodding. "Though this does seem like a good start."
"No, silly!" She leans closer, winking playfully and dropping her voice so only she can hear. "With that mare I saw you with the other day."
"Oh!" A silly grin comes to Lucky's face as she starts to giggle. "Well... we're doing fine. We were just a group of friends but I decided to take the plunge and ask her out, so we're just sort of letting things go where they may right now."
"Nice!" She giggles brightly, patting her on the shoulder. "Maybe we can meet her, at some point?"
"Sure, could be fun!" She spots a blue top with a white lotus in the center. "Ooh, this one should look good on you... if we find a few more you can go try them on!"
She takes it in her hand, feeling the fabric. "It is rather soft... maybe one or two more to try on?" She looks around, shifting a few shirts to the side on their racks. "Do you think they have one like this in a purple, too?"
"Probably," Rhino comments. "That, white, and yellow do seem to be popular colors here."
Lucky nods as she looks, finding a purple one and levitating it over to Angel. "Purple shirt and yellow flower good?"
"Yep!" She gratefully takes it, hugging both shirts close to her chest with one arm. Her eyes dart to the stallion next to her, a shy smile on her lips as she moves closer, her voice low. "I don't want to be apart from you, so soon, but I do want to try these on..." She winks at him, blushing softly. "Maybe we can figure something out?"
As Lucky continues browsing shirts, now with starbursts on the shoulders instead of flowers on the chest, Rhino looks at Angel with confusion. "You know I'm just going to be sitting right outside the dressing rooms, right? I won't be far."
She pouts cutely, crossing her arms at him. "But I don't want anything between us..." She puts a hand on his chest, two fingers 'walking' up along the fabric. "Are you sure you can't wait..." She cups his cheek, giving him a lidded gaze. "Inside?"
One ear twitches while the rest of him is motionless, processing the request. A small blush growing on his cheeks, he responds. "I... I could do that..."
Angel giggles brightly, pulling him into a tender kiss. She takes the moment to tease him, purposely brushing her chest against his before pulling away. She glances around, her smile faltering almost imperceptibly as she mutters to herself. "Where is Silky?"
As Rhino shivers, Silk comes walking up as if on cue. A small folded green outfit rests in her hands as she gives Angel a smile that is both mischievous and victorious. "Here you go hun, I think this falls within the realm of what you were looking for."
She smiles softly, walking over and gently hugging her. "Thank you." She happily nuzzles her as she takes the clothes, whispering into her ear. "I'll be sure to return the favor, later..." She turns, and, taking the taller unicorn's hand, pulls him with her toward the changing rooms.
Lucky stands next to Silk and watches the couple walk away. Bluntly, she remarks to the golden pegasus, "They're gonna bang in there, aren't they?"
The seamstress just giggles, shaking her head. "I honestly have no idea..."
Shrugging, the pale green mare finds herself something to occupy her time. "Ooh, purses!"
Angel pulls her stallion into the private stall, barely remembering to lock the door before pushing him onto the seat inside. She sits on his lap and, instead of kissing him like he probably expected, curls up against him, resting her cheek on his clothed chest. She smiles, sighing and closing her eyes. "Much better..."
Surprised at first, his arms soon wrap around her. He rests his head on hers, closing his eyes and sighing contently. "If you ever want to cuddle or be close, all you have to do is ask."
"Be careful, love..." She peeks open one pure-blue eye, smirking coyly at him. "I may never want to stop..."
After a while, she reluctantly pulls away, her hands on his shoulders as she kneels over him. "I do have some clothes to try on, though... promise we'll do more, later?"
"Promise." He leans forward and deals the deal with a kiss.
She hums softly, slowly standing up and hanging the clothes on a hook behind her. With a wink, she gradually pulls her shirt up, making sure to take her time revealing her soft white fur.
The stallion doesn't resists letting his eyes wander and trail up the greater and greater area of her exposed front, a small smile on his face.
She eventually slips it off over her head, tossing it onto his lap. She runs her hands down her sides, briefly cupping her covered chest before going around to the back. Making quick work of the fastener, she saunters the few steps between them, slowly sliding the undergarment down her arms. She pauses just as the soft pink of her areola shows, waiting to see his reaction.
Though he remains sitting and still, certain parts of him easily transmit all the signals needed to see what's going on in his mind. His pants are tighter now as a bulge starts to make itself known. His eyes show both tenderness and intensity as they focus on the small pink spots. If one were touching him, one might even be able to tell of his elevated pulse.
She giggles brightly, turning around before she completely removes her bra, playfully dangling it from his horn. She grabs the blue shirt and puts it on without ceremony, leaning back against the wall with a coy smile. "How do I look?"
His eyes are distracted for a moment by the article hanging from his horn, but after a moment he looks to her with a smirk. "Perky and blue. I approve."
She beams, hugging his head to her chest. "Great! I should probably hurry with these." She reaches down, squeezing him through his jeans as a sly smile forms on her lips. "Wouldn't want to keep our little friend waiting, would we?" She lets go, removing and hanging up the shirt, not bothering to hide her body, this time. Her pure-blue eyes watch him, waiting to see his reaction.
His 'little' friend is not so little anymore this time, it has a mare to grow up for now. One of the stallion's hands twitches as he smiles, gazing upon her.
She smirks, getting down on her knees and her hands on his lap. "You're not going to keep him trapped in there, are you?" She undoes the button of his jeans, slowly pulling the zipper down. "I imagine it'd be very uncomfortable if you neglected the poor guy..." She winks at him, rubbing him through the last article hiding him. "Don't you agree?" She pulls away to kneel between his legs, bringing the purple tee over as she awaits his answer.
"Well... I..." The increasing bulge appears to be trying to decide for him as it strains against the last bit of clothing restraining its full growth. Another look down at her face is all it takes to make up his mind as he reaches a hand down and shifts the waistband south, his pride immediately jumping out at its window of opportunity and quickly rising to its full size.
"Good boy." She giggles, cut off by a squeak as the stiff green rod bops her on the nose in its excitement. Trying to regain her previous sensual air about her, she gently kisses the tip of it before standing back up. She raises her arms as the second, more form-fitting shirt slips over her body, hiding her perky white mounds from him once more. She twirls around for him to get a good look, her tail gently caressing him as it passes. "What about this one, sweetie?"
Ignoring the throb in his member, he answers. "Colors look good... whole thing looks cute... as long as it's not too tight on you, I say go for it."
She nods, turning away to sit on his lap. She leans against his chest, holding his stallionhood between her legs. Her small, dainty hands move his own along and beneath the hem of her shirt. "Help me take it off?"
Another pulse comes through his pride as it tries to rub her through her bottoms, still though, does his answer come. "With pleasure." He slowly drags the shirt up her body, his fingers splayed so that they trail up her chest as he does so.
Her eyes flutter closed as a soft moan escapes her, and she bites her lip in an attempt to stay quiet. Hoping to counteract the pleasure coursing through her just from his touch, she reaches down and gently grabs his length, her thumb idly rubbing against the edge of his tip.
His tip flares in response and a barely audible groan comes from the stallion himself. Meanwhile, his fingers trail up her mounds as the shirt reaches the top of her chest.
She gasps, her body spasming as a powerful jolt of pleasure courses through her body. She reluctantly pulls her hands away, lifting her arms so he can finish removing the shirt.
He pulls the shirt over her head, but strangely enough leaves it just above there, still trapping her arms as his move back down. His warm hands grip her breasts as he leans down and plants a few light kisses on her neck.
Angel leans back fully against him, mewling and cooing at his actions. Her arms get what grip they can on the back of his head, wordlessly urging him on.
As the shaft of his length presses against her, his hands begin kneading her soft yet firm mounds, a single finger circling each pink summit. His kisses on her neck become mixed with small nips and licks.
As much as she wants him to continue, she knows his tip pressing against her skirt might leave some evidence of their activity. She clamps her thighs around him, her voice shaky from the sensations. "W-wait just moment, love..."
Though she can feel the pulse going through his rod, the stallion still stops when she asks him to. His hands move up and finish taking off her shirt, setting it to the side before moving down to her sides, lightly holding her in a way so she could easily get up if she wished it. However, his neck kissing doesn't quite stop as he continues to plant them, though slower now.
She sighs quietly, leaning into the gesture. "I'm finding less reasons to try the last item on... but, sadly, I must." She gets up on shaky legs, turning partially to give him a loving peck on the lips. Smiling shyly, likely for his amusement, her thumbs slowly work her pleated apparel down over her hips and onto the ground. She winks at him before turning around, leaning onto a small shelf on one arm as the other hand moves south. She tugs her slightly-damp panties down, watching him over her shoulder, her tail flagged so he can see everything she has for him.
His eyes widen as he stares straight at it, his pride pointing straight towards it as if getting ready to charge ahead. Though he has seen this sight before, the fact that he cares so much for the mare it belongs to now makes it all the better. The stallion actually has to root himself to the seat by sheer will.
Angel chuckles at his expression, letting her underwear hit the ground as well. "I see you're enjoying the show..." Her fingers spread her glistening petals for a moment, letting him see the pink flesh there before letting go. She picks up the outfit from where it was hanging, waving it at him before slipping the top part on. She pauses to adjust the lacy collar, making sure it didn't overlap the one already hidden there. She slides on the leggings and glances at the panties, then her soaked left hand, turning to look at him in curiosity. "What do you think, love? Should I wear these in my current state?"
He responds with a growl. "They probably won't stay on long anyway." His fingers twitch as he eyes her form. "If I manage to get the rest off you, maybe I'll convince you to take off your white suit too."
She taps her chin, smiling coyly as she places the emerald panties on the shelf. "Maybe I will..." She flashes a grin at him, the light gleaming off her fangs. "If you promise me one thing."
"Name it," he says with finality in his voice and a spark in his eye.
"When you finally take my virginity," she leans forward, poking his chest with a finger, "I want you to make love to Silky before the next day." She crosses her arms, making her soft white mounds even more pronounced. "Deal?"
This slightly sobering thought makes his smile fade a bit as he thinks. "Umm... when you say 'make love'..."
"You know what I mean." She kneels before him, tugging his pants and underwear down around his ankles. "I want you," she licks the tip of his length, humming softly, "to fully accept her into our little family..." She licks along the underside of the smooth flesh, giving him a lidded gaze as she tends to him, mewling and cooing sweetly all the while. "Please, love?"
One part of his mind distracted by her actions, the part focusing on her words takes a moment to respond. "I... we'll see... Still getting to know her, but I'll accept your deal." A small sigh comes from him. "Just... will have to wait longer than I thought."
"Don't worry, sweetie. We can wait a bit longer, right?" She winks at him, pulling away and blowing on his saliva-slickened length. "We can still have some fun until then... and you can have a taste whenever you want, too..." Her tail flicks at this last part, a soft blush covering her cheeks.
"Good to know I have options..." He lets out a groan, his pride pulsing with every beat of his heart now. His fingers start scrabbling at the shoulders of the nightie, trying to get it off her.
She takes his hands, stopping their frantic grabbing as she moves up his body. "Now, now, these clothes haven't been paid for, yet..." She winks at him, sitting on his lap and placing his hands on her soft flanks. "Oh, and be careful of the collar." She taps a spot just above the lace, a quiet clink emanating from the spot. "I don't want this to be taken off..."
He gives her flanks a squeeze before dragging his hands up her body and bringing the thin material with them. As more and more of it rolls upward, his shaft presses between her legs more earnestly, trying to find its goal.
She shifts her hips, moving so he's pressing up against her plot, instead of between her legs. She smirks and raises her arms above her head, languidly gyrating her hips, teasingly grinding against him as a side effect. She pulls him close as the clothes clears her chest, his muzzle being buried in her cleavage. She pecks the very tip of his horn, quietly cooing into his ear.
Shivers radiate down his spine as he tugs the fabric further, trying to get it off her before he loses control just from the pure want she making him experience.
She giggles as the nightie clears her head, now just hanging on her arms. "Almost there..." Her hands cup his cheeks, pulling him from her chest to her lips. She passionately kisses him, speeding up the circles her hips are making against his pride. She breaks it to rest her forehead against his, her pure-blue eyes looking into his brown. "But you wanted me to be bared completely... I can't do that with clothes on, now can I?"
His hips buck upward, trying to press the tip of his pride against her rosebud. At the same time, his hands move to her arms to get the last bits of the clothing off. "I'm trying to get you there... but you are very distracting..." He closes the distance between them again, giving back his own passionate kiss.
She moans softly into this, feeling him tug the top off her arms. She grabs his shirt and rolls them over, his body now over hers. "Then why don't you take the lead?" She shyly smiles, her cheeks now rosy. "I-if you don't mind, I mean..."
With a hunger in his eyes, he grips her waist and rears back to plunge into her. However, he stops himself at the last moment, shaking his head. "No no... still one last thing to do." Reluctantly, he pries himself off her and backs up a step to give her room. "Clothes are off... can the rest come off too?"
"Almost all of them are off." She giggles, waving one of her sock-clad hooves at him. "Take them off, then I'll remove the rest."
He growls at the delay, but agrees nonetheless. One hand trails up each of her leg, hooking into the top of each sock. He drags each down in one continuous motion, his other fingers sliding down her bare legs before the garments are flicked to the floor.
Angel smiles softly, slowly standing and walking towards him. As each hoof lifts off the floor, the cerulean fire rushes up it, in just as much a hurry as the stallion. In mere seconds she has changed back to her true self. She shyly bows her head and attempts to cover her chest with an arm, her courage gone with her pelt. "S-so... h-how do I look, Rhino?"
A beaming smile is her only answer before he rushes her. One arm wraps around her waist while the other goes behind her upper back, its hand supporting her head as it weaves itself through her mane. His lips meet her in an expression of pure passion while the rest of his body presses against hers.
She melts into his embrace, eagerly returning the kiss. Her free arm wraps around his chest, stroking his back before tugging on his shirt, letting loose a soft whimper into his lips.
Message received, he eases her back onto the bench of the room, letting her go as she lays on her back. Quickly, he trips off his last article of clothing, leaving them both bare as he returns to embracing her, even if they are horizontal now.
She hugs him back, nuzzling his cheek lovingly, even as her nipples rub against his chest. The sensation makes her moan sweetly, her hands gripping the fur for his back. "So forward, Rhino..."
"Well, you did give me plenty of motivation..." He nips her neck a bit as he shifts his weight on her to line up their lower halves properly.
"But can y-" She squeaks in shock as his head nudges her flower, her whole face instantly becoming a vibrant blue.
He doesn't push further though, nuzzling her sweetly instead. "What were you going to say, love?"
"Um..." She fidgets beneath him, avoiding his gaze. "I-I kind of forgot..."
"It sounded like it was going to be a request..." He leans down and nuzzle her some more.
"N-not one for right now..." She gulps, finally forcing herself to look at him. "T-though there is something I'd like to do... p-possibly in the future?"
"Sure..." He gives her quick kiss. "Just let me know when you want to talk about it, okay?"
She shyly nods, her tail wrapping around his still-wet pride and properly positioning it at her other orifice.
He leans down, resting his forehead against hers, whispering quietly. "Ready? Don't forget you'll probably need to muffle yourself in some way..."
She nods, glancing around for something to use. Unable to find anything but clothing, she looks to him, concerned. "R-Rhino... I c-can't see anything... w-what if I'm too loud, and someone comes in?"
"Well..." He leans down, his lips close to hers. "I could always muffle you myself."
Gel smiles softly, her body tingling in the most wonderful of ways from the love filling the room. "That could work..." She pulls him closer, kissing him passionately as her hips grind up against his pride.
He eagerly responds to both actions. His tongue sneaks into her mouth to begin its dance while his hips begin pushing forward against the tight resistance below.
Unlike the times before, her rosebud slowly granted him entrance. Once the head popped inside, the walls clamped down on him and a delighted squeal fills both their mouths. One of her hands takes one of his, carefully moving it so its resting against one of her small, soft mounds, the tiny tip poking into his palm.
His hand molds itself perfectly to her as he lightly grips the mound. Spurred on by her sounds, he pushes further, his tongue probing her mouth at the same time.
She tenses up even more from all the sensations at once, her muscles trying to keep him from moving at all. She lets his tongue into her mouth, eagerly pressing her chest against his hand.
His tail thrashes a moment before resting itself on hers, with it's limited movement it still manages to wrap around her own. Meanwhile, his medial ring meets her rosebud, asking the already stretched hole to accept something even bigger. Feeling this, he starts moving in circles on her breast with his hand, his mouth still locked over hers.
She moans wantonly into his lips, breaking apart to pant softly at him. "P-please, Rhino... m-more..." She pulls him into a deeper kiss, mewling and grinding her hips against him, her tail's tip playfully flicking against the base of his pride.
Between her grinding and his pushing, he is soon hilted into her. He pauses at this point, enjoying the feeling of her warmth surrounding him as he throbs inside her. At her tail's tickling, he tries to push even further in.
She squeals as he pushes against her, scooting her slightly along the bench as a result. Her ear flicks a bit to the hall, and she worries that she heard something. She starts gyrating her hips against his, a mix of panic and pleasure spurring her to entice him further.
His hips pull back, bringing his length out about halfway before he suddenly plunges back into her as far as he can go. Repeating the action, he makes sure that he keeps her mouth muffled, though muffled or not, her sounds still drive him crazy.
She arches her back, pressing herself against him as she already nears her climax. She presses her lips even more against his, struggling to fight back the impending wave of bliss, knowing just what that entails for her.
The stallion, already pent up from his thoughts and her earlier seductions, along with the knowledge that this round has to be quicker, feels himself approaching that peak as well. Still, He continues pounding into her, his hand on her chest holding her in place as much as the other is bracing himself as he thrusts.
The nymph doesn't stand a chance, rocketing over the edge of ecstasy with a muffled cry into their kiss. Her already tight rosebud clamps down even harder on his pride, her juices fiercely splashing against his belly from the intensity.
The squeezing and screaming combined serve to force his release as well, his seed gushing out and painting her insides as the two hold each other tightly.
She breaks the kiss reluctantly, panting heavily for air. "Oh, Rhino... t-that was..." Her ear twitches once more, her attention darting to the door in apprehension.
The stallion doesn't notice, mind still too dulled by the aftermath to really care about much right now. His attention is currently on her neck, which he continues nibbling teasingly.
She squeaks quietly, gently pushing on his chest after a moment. "S-sit up... please..."
"Hmm? Ok..." Still holding onto her, he sits up, bringing her with him so that she ends up in his lap, still connected by both rod and damp spot.
Her wings immediately flare out, and a soft sigh escapes her lips. "Oh, much better... they were starting to cramp up a bit..." She sheepishly smiles, shrugging a bit. "S-still, that was really... sweet, Rhino... thank you..."
He chuckles, kissing her lightly. "My, and your, pleasure. Though we both know this was your idea."
"True, but you went along with it." She taps his nose, winking at him. "You had the option to say no, but you didn't."
He smiles at her, touching one of his own finger to her nose. "Like I would ever say no to you."
"I'll keep that in mind." She glances at the door once more, gently biting her lip. "Um... w-we haven't been in here long... h-have we?"
"Not too long I think... fifteen minutes at the most." He pulls back from her a little to simply admire how she looks, something he's not sure he'll ever get tired of doing.
She blushes as he stares, shyly covering her chest with an arm. "Y-you really don't mind simply being like this, do you?" She giggles, her free hand twirling a lock of mane idly. "Wanting to just enjoy each other's company?"
"Feels perfect to me." His hand comes up and gently brings hers away from her chest. "I've still got to memorize what you look like now, though I'll always appreciate this sight even once I do."
She covers herself with her other arm, playfully sticking her tongue out at him. "Maybe I want you to keep imagining for a little while?" She rocks her hips on his lap, nodding to herself. "At least I didn't go numb, this time... that'd be a bit hard to explain..."
He does a few small bucks upward. "Maybe I should have tried harder..."
She tugs on his tail, quirking an eyebrow at him. "Do you want everyone to stare at me?" She shakes her head. "Remember, I can't change properly when I'm numb..."
"Oh, right..." He frowns a bit, stopping his teasing. "Well... I guess we should get dressed then." Looking down, he continues. "Though, we'll have to disconnect and get dry first."
"Well..." She glances at where they're connected, blushing softly. "I-I could probably clean myself up by changing back... you, however..." She slowly eases herself off him, gasping as his flare pops out of her.
Suppressing his own hiss as he exits her, he speaks. "Yeah... not exactly sure how I get that massive damp spot off me... even if I do like the smell."
"Um... m-maybe I could go get a towel for you, real quick?" She sheepishly smiles as she quickly shifts back into Angel, lifting her hooves to avoid any burn marks.
"That... might work." He looks up at her. "But... where would you get one? What excuse would you give?"
She shrugs, rubbing her shoulder right by her neck. "I'm not sure... maybe that we knocked some kind of liquid over?"
"I don't know..." He thinks for a moment before he looks up again. "Well... you are good with fire magic, maybe use a very light fire spell to evaporate it?"
She sighs, clapping her hands together as she kneels before him. "I'm not perfect..." She slowly pulls them apart, a soft blue veil of flame covering the palms. "But I can give it a shot." She holds them close enough for the heat emanating to touch the fluid. The unicorn looks up at him, curious. "Won't this feel a little... uncomfortable, when it's dry?"
He shrugs. "I'll just wipe the dry excess off and clean up later. Only real effect is that I won't be as fluffy there until I do clean up."
She pouts, her ears flattening against her head. "I like the fluffy..."
"Hey, it's just a small spot on my stomach, the rest of me is still plenty fluffy," he reminds her with a smirk.
"True..." She pulls a hand away and extinguishes the flame on it, tapping him on the nose. "But I'm thinking more about later..." She bites her lip and turns her attention back to his groin and the partially-flaccid muscle there. "A-anyways, those clothes looked alright, right? How much are they?"
"Umm..." Ignoring his own clothes for the moment, he floats hers over. "The shirts are... ten bits each. Did you want the lingerie or was it just so you could have something to seduce me with in here because your usual ones are at your room?"
She whimpers softly, bowing her head. "I... kind of wanted them... but I can't afford all of it..."
He reaches out a hand and strokes her mane lovingly. "I don't think you should get them. You have plenty of home you haven't used, and I'm sure Silk could whip you up an even better pair if you asked. You would even get employee discount then."
"Maybe..." Her eyes light up, and she grins excitedly at him. "Hey, you should come to her store! You still need to go see it for yourself, right?" She smiles coyly, touching her lip with a finger as she examines the somewhat-flaky patch on his belly. "I think that's good, for now..."
"Alright." He stands up, brushing off the majority of the flakes. "I suppose I do need to see where I'll be working..."
"And get yourself measured." She smiles, reaching out for her panties and looking around, brow furrowed slightly. "Rhino, what did you do with my bra?"
"Umm... I'm not sure, I guess they must have fallen off at some point." His eyes glance around the small room before spotting a shape directly under the bench. "Are those them?"
She leans a little closer to the ground, nodding as she spots the cloth. "Yep, that's them." She reaches under the seat, grabbing the item with a sigh of relief.
As she retrieves the article of clothing, she bends down and wiggles her flank in a manner that the stallion just can't resist. His hand reaches forward and gives her flank a quick squeeze.
Angel squeaks, her tail flagging above her back without her permission. She looks back and frowns, crossing her arms once more. "Great... I hope the stallions don't stare because of this..." She slips on the bra, fumbling with the latch on the back.
Rhino helps with some quick work of his own fingers, apologizing as he does so. "Sorry Angel, I didn't think. It was just so tempting the way you were wiggling it..." He plants a kiss on the back of her neck.
She shivers at this, a soft mewl slipping out her lips. "J-just barely missed the collar..." She shakes her head, quickly stepping into her panties to hide her rekindling arousal.
He apologizes again. "Sorry... I'm still sort of constantly elated at having you back. I guess I should learn to control myself a little more so we both don't go setting each other off in public, huh?"
She turns around, wrapping her arms around his shoulders. "That's not my issue, sweetie... I love how affectionate you can get..." She holds up a hand, the middle finger shifting to a navy chitin. "I just don't want ponies finding out about me... you know?"
"I know..." He looks at the finger sadly. "I wish there was someway for them to accept the real you... but I guess that's not really an option right now."
She changes it back, smiling sweetly at him. "But you accept me... and Silky, too... so there's a chance..." She tenderly kisses him before pulling away, a playful smirk on her lips. "So, planning on getting dressed, or are you planning on giving the place a show?"
"Alright alright you little joker." He gives the waistband of her panties a small pop. "I'll get dressed." His underwear slip on easily enough, his pride back out of sight, though likely not out of mind.
She dresses back up as well, her comfortable shirt and skirt back in place on her body. She picks up the clothes, looking at the two shirts before her on their hangers. "I really wish I didn't have to decide on one..."
He blinks, turning to her incredulously as he puts on his own shirt and pants. "Wait, what? I thought the whole point of this trip was to get you clothes, like this and a dress or something. Pick both."
"But you said they're ten bits each..." She looks at him, sheepish. "I only have twelve..."
His reply is quick. "Well... I can buy them for you, but what are you going to do about anything else you want? Was this more of a trip to see things you could get once you get a paycheck or something?"
"That..." She smiles, rocking on her hooves thoughtfully. "And I wanted to spend more time with both of you..."
"Oh..." The stallion pauses for a moment, as if that had not occurred to him. "That makes sense... Sorry, I guess I really don't usually think of shopping as a social thing. I usually just see it as a trip to get things then go home."
"Now you know better." She winks, walking past him and brushing her tail against his hip. "So, shall we go back to join the others?"
He nods. "Yeah, they're probably wondering why we're taking so long." He opens the door, motioning outward with a smile. "After you."
She rolls her eyes and takes his hand, once again dragging him along behind her. "Come on, love!"
Once again having to use his long stride to catch up to her, the stallion mutters to himself. "Why do I feel like this is going to be a thing?"
As the exit the changing rooms with the clothes Angel had tried on, they are both met by Silk, who simply stands there with a small smile on her face and her arms crossed.
She smiles and hugs her happily, nuzzling her cheek to disguise her whispered message. "Like you wouldn't have done the same..."
The pegasus simply giggles, whispering back. "I didn't say a word against it. Though... how was it?"
"Amazing... if short, due to circumstances..." She elbows her side and looks around, curious. "Say, where'd Lucky go?"
"She's just doing a quick circuit of the store while you two were in there. She said she'd be right back." Movement in the corner of her eye catches her attention. "Ah, there she is."
The perky mare walks over to the group, slapping her hands together once. "Alright, everypony good?"
"Yep!" Angel pumps a fist into the air, grinning in excitement. "I got two new shirts!"
"Cool!" Lucky high fives Angel's raised hand. "Let's get those paid for and decide where to go next!"
"Oh, I already have an idea." She giggles, her gaze turning towards her pegasus friend. "A nice little place called... 'Silk's Select'?"
Silk giggles. "Oh I hear that is quite the place..."
Lucky however, seems puzzled. "Never heard of that shop before... but it does sound fun. Let's do it!"
The quartet of friends travel the busy streets of Canterlot onward towards their next destination. This time, Silk leads the way as Rhino and Angel continue setting a textbook example of puppy-love while Lucky skips merrily along.
They soon arrive at the comfortably nestled store, the perkiest member of their group making an observation. "Aww... it's closed."
The shop owner titters beside the unknowing mare. "Well, that would be because I wasn't here to open it. Don't worry though, I usually don't make taking Saturday's off a habit, just something I do every once in a while." Strolling up to the door, Silk brings a key out of her bag and unlocks the front door, heading inside and flicking the lights on.
This leaves a slightly embarrassed Lucky outside with the other two. "Oh... this is her store... Heh, silly me!" She laughs sheepishly as she rubs the back of her head.
"Probably should have said something." Angel shrugs, giggling softly. "Too late, I guess." She gestures to the door, smiling warmly. "You first."
"Why thank you." She strolls in, chatting as she walks, looking at the windows. "So is this a costume shop or something?"
A voice inside can be heard answering her. "Something like that..."
"I think it's more like a... specialty shop." Angel steps inside, stopping in the doorway to look back at the lone stallion among them. "Coming, sweetie?"
"Umm... yes..." Rhino's hand grasps the empty space where her hand was, looking down at it in confusion for a moment before he realizes that she slipped out when he spaced out. He quickly clears the space between them and interlocks their hands once more. "Sorry, I was just... noticing what kind of shop this is."
The mare giggles brightly, squeezing his hand as they step further inside. "Well, the owner's name is Silk Tease..."
Stepping inside and seeing the various ranges of clothing from cute to sex goddess, the stallion gulps. "Apparently she fits that name perfectly..."
Angel rolls her eyes, turning her attention to the other unicorn. "So what do you think, Lucky? Does the shop tickle your fancy?" She pauses and frowns slightly, tapping her chin and whispering to herself. "Where did that strange phrase come from?"
The pale green mare seems to be slightly dazed as her small smile and slight blush reveal her mind wandering as he eyes dance over the merchandise. "Well... obviously not everything is for everypony... but there's certainly enough here to... satisfy... anypony."
The pegasus can be seen observing this from behind her sales counter, silently holding in laughter.
"So true!" She giggles, nodding to the golden mare. "After all, Silky's the best seamstress I know!" Her voice drops as she turns away from the group, hoping they won't hear. "And that's saying something..."
Silk seems to glow slightly with the praise. "Why thank you, Angel. That's very kind of you to say." She turns to Lucky momentarily. "Be sure to let me know if you need anything." Turning back to the couple, she looks over them a moment, thinking. "You know... there are actually a few things we could take care of while we're here if you two wish."
The white pony tilts her head to one side, curious. "What things do you mean, sugar?"
"Well..." She walks over, casting a quick glance to make sure Lucky is a decent distance away before she continues speaking quietly. "First off, I think it might be good for me to have your thinner measurements, yes? Well, that is unless you want to have to be stark naked everytime you're like that, which I'm sure our stallion here wouldn't complain about too much." She tosses a wink at the green unicorn, something that between that and her words causes quite the blush and small smile.
"Oh... I honestly don't mind it, myself," she smirks slightly, "if it weren't for your work being too big... I'll be honest, though." She lets go of Rhino's hand to wrap the arm around his waist. "I thought you were going to be taking his measurements for a work outfit, or something..."
"True, I do still need to do that, don't I?" She flashes the stallion a toothy smile, but giggles at the slight paling of his face. "Don't worry, hun. I do honestly mean that, and Angel herself can vouch for my skills."
"It's true, love." She smiles, rocking on her hooves. "She's really professional, too. Even when I was teasing her." Her tail flicks slightly as a thought occurs to her, and she turns to the pegasus, a cat-like grin on her face. "Say, Miss White's still here, isn't she?"
The seamstress nods. "Indeed she is. I assumed you left her here either for a special purpose or so he wouldn't discover her before it was time. Why?"
"Because I want to have it fitted again..." She whispers into the mare's ear, eyes darting to Rhino. "To my true self... for both of you..." She winks playfully, pulling away with a soft blush on her cheeks.
Silk's wings flutter involuntarily. "I see... Oh that will be quite the treat..." she glances to the stallion, "for both of us. I guess we'll have to decide what to do first. Obviously getting him some test outfits comes after his measurements, but which of you to work on..."
"I think you should get his measurements, first." She smiles softly, a hand moving up to play with the pegasus's wing base. "It'll give me time to get undressed."
"Excellent point." The three start moving to the back as Silk calls out to Lucky. "We're going to get some measurements real quick, if anypony comes in, let me know then tell them I'll be right out!"
A waved hand is her only reply from the mare currently occupied with looking at the bunny costume rack.
Angel giggles, elbowing Rhino's side and nodding to the rack before it's completely out of sight. "What do you think, sweetie? Would Silky look nice in one of those?"
He casts the costumes a sideways glance before the door shuts behind them, separating them from Lucky. "Probably, I guess... Doesn't really seem like her type of thing though."
She shrugs, looking around the room for somewhere to place herself. "You'll never know until you ask..."
The mare in question walks up to them, her measuring supplies all set up. "Alright then, so the plan was for all of us to get naked right?" Once again she laughs at the expression she causes on the stallion. "Oh, sorry hun, you are just too fun to mess with sometimes."
"She does have a point, though." Angel smiles, gently nuzzling his cheek. "You have to at least strip to your underwear... otherwise the measurements will be off." Her gaze falls on a seat off to one side, pointing to it. "Is it alright if I sit there while you do him?"
"Oh feel free, hun. I'm sure he'll probably be more comfortable if you're here." She turns to her current subject. "Alright stud, you heard the little lady, strip please."
"Umm... alright..." He looks between the two mares, self-conscious before it occurs to him that it's nothing either of them hadn't seen before, so there's no real point in dwelling on it. In short order he whips off his clothing except for the smallest piece, leaving the vast majority of him exposed in all his fluffy green glory. Expecting to be asked to do it anyway, he steps onto the rise in the floor.
The white mare smiles softly, pulling her pleated skirt off before sitting down. She throws it onto a nearby shelf, her shirt soon following, and leans back against the surprisingly comfortable chair.
Silk smiles as she sees where the stallion's attention has gone. "Well, that should keep you still. Now then, legs slightly spread and arms away from your body please." Her wings are partially extended as he complies and she begins her work, her hands bracing themselves on him as she stretches all over and around him.
Angel smiles coyly, placing a hand on her belly and rubbing in tiny circles, spreading her own legs as it slowly trails lower. Her horn subtly lights up, and one of the pegasus's wings has its joint gently caressed by her blue aura. "You know, Silky, this could be more... pleasurable ... if you undressed, as well..."
Rhino comments exasperatedly as Silk measures across his chest. "I swear Gel, you're insatiable."
Silk smirks as she sees movement down south on him. "It doesn't seem like you actually mind too much though."
He blushes, but smiles at both of them.
"I'm not insatiable..." She gets up, slowly stepping forward with narrowed eyes. "I just want to bond a bit more with both of you." She hugs Silk from behind, her hands slipping up the inside of her shirt. "And I love how cute you both look when you blush..."
The pegasus lets out a small yelp as she feels the hands trail upward on her chest, unsuccessfully trying to fight down the blush that comes to her face.
Seeing this, Rhino chuckles. "I'm starting to see why you like doing that, Gel..."
The white pony winks at him and gently nibbles Silk's neck, her hands skillfully slipping under her bra to cup the golden mounds hidden there. She keeps her gaze on their stallion, waiting to see how he reacts as she tenderly caresses the other mare's soft flesh.
His eyes focus on the squirming fabric as the mares tries to keep working despite the other one clinging to her. However, it is clear to all by her shaky movements and long moans that it will not be anywhere near her usual speed. Between the sights and sights, Rhino finds the last piece of clothing he has on getting tighter and tighter.
Angel stops her motions to grab the hem of the yellow pony's shirt, slowly pulling it up off her body. "Silky... look..." She pauses with the clothes, bra included, bunched up right above her chest to let her see his groin, exposing her lush pillows to the stallion's eyes at the same time. "He's excited... and all because of you..."
As the yellow mare blushes upon seeing this, Rhino idly thinks to himself. She really is cute when she blushes, and as much as she teases, it's obvious Gel is the one pushing most of the time... which I suppose is technically working, even if it isn't getting to know her how I planned. The stallion finds himself relaxing a bit about the situation, finding it's probably easier for all involved if he just enjoys it. At this semblance of a go-ahead, his bulge continues to grow.
The sight makes Silk swallow as her eyes dart to the mare behind her. "Well aren't you the forward one? In some ways I'm starting to think you're almost like a pushy mother trying to get grandfoals as quickly as possible." She lets out a quiet laugh. "I can't deny the results though."
She giggles, gently pecking her on the lips. "I just want us all to enjoy this..." She tugs a little more on the shirt, completely removing it and tossing it to the side. Without a moment's hesitation, her hands latch back onto the pegasus's exposed breasts, teasingly pinching her hard nipples. "And you certainly seem to be..."
Silk lets out a quiet shriek, the sensations causing both her wings to flare out fully, touching both walls of the room. It also drives the stallion's growing length to strain against it's cloth prison that all present know is inadequate to let it grow fully. The pegasus still struggles to try and do her job, her fingers shakily gripping onto the stallion's forearm as she measures it's length, trying to avoid rubbing any part of her on what could be called his third arm.
Angel eventually lets go of her friend, flicking the pink tips once more as her hands slide away. Her hands don't completely pull away, however, instead slipping one inside the mare's shorts, her fingers purposely sliding along just out of the area of her treasure.
Clenching and unclenching rhythmically, the yellow mare's hands let the tape measure and pad fall to the ground as she shivers, leaning on the stable stallion, continuing to watch with ever widening eyes, for support. Her tail flicks madly as she tries to gather herself.
Before she can feel it building, though, the white mare removes her hand and backs a few steps away, giggling softly. "Oh my, Silky, if you wanted to feel up Rhino, why didn't you say so?" She playfully winks and sticks her tongue out at her.
Both the pegasus and the unicorn stallion blush, though his is accompanied by a chuckle. Moving her eyes upward from his chest that she's holding onto, Silk 's eyes meet his in an unusually vulnerable face.
Seeing this, the soft-hearted male can't help but give her a soft smile before his arms come down around her and give her a gentle warm hug.
She yelps quietly at first from the unexpected movement, but soon finds herself sighing and melting into the embrace. Her eyes close and she smiles in what would have been a perfectly peaceful moment if it weren't for her poking him with the hard summits of her mounds and him poking her shorts with something far larger and harder.
Angel smiles softly at this scene, slowly moving back to her seat so they can enjoy the moment.
Unbeknownst to her, the two are not simply standing there anymore. Silk whispers to the stallion as she calms down. "Well, now that I'm not being molested in front of you, maybe we can get your measuring done. But just in case... how about a deal?"
He wills himself not to raise an eyebrow as he responds. "I'm listening."
The pegasus grins, half devious and half content with the hug. "If she comes over again, which she likely will, and tries to pull something similar, you're going to help me turn the tables on her. Just grab her and don't let her move if I push her into you, alright? Think of it this way, you get to hold her close and we both get to have a little fun." She smiles at him. "What do you say?"
"I say this is a wonderful start to getting to know you, and I like the way you think." He replies with a smile to match. "You've got a deal."
"Excellent, now then..." She breaks the hug and takes a step away from him, bending down and grabbing her tape and pad again. "Now then, let's see about getting those measurements." She starts calmly stretching the tape over him again, starting with measuring his sides now.
Watching her bend over, the smaller unicorn squirms slightly, her eyes glued to her flanks. When she stood back up, the student pouts and lights up her horn, slowly tugging the mare's shorts down around her knees, smirking as the lacey pink panties are revealed. She looks up to Rhino, waiting to see his reaction.
His underwear give a visible twitch as the panties are revealed, his eyes flicking between them and the unicorn mare's own as if unsure of which to focus on.
Silk, on the other hand, doesn't react much at all, simply flicking her shorts off with a hoof before continuing what she was doing, her form-fitting panties now on display.
"You know, Silky," she speaks up, smirking slightly, "you should probably take your bra the rest of the way off. That can't be comfortable, slid up your chest like that..."
"Hmm?" The mare looks down, having forgotten about the half-off clothing in response to everything else. "Oh, silly me. Not much point to having this on if everything is out in the open." She deftly unclips the chestpiece from behind her back, giving it a toss behind her and smiling as it lands to hang off the unicorn mare's horn. "There we go." She rolls her arms in her sockets. "Much better." She starts measuring Rhino's leg length.
Angel blinks, her eyes crossing as she stares at the article hanging in front of her face. Her eye twitches slightly before a playful smile forms on her lips. She slowly gets off the chair, sneaking up on the other mare on her hands and knees, her hips swaying sensually. She pauses a yard away to raise a finger to her lips, winking at the stallion in a wordless request for silence. She leans back onto her legs, her hands rising to hover over the mare's hips.
Curious what she intends, and wondering if her plan will interfere with Silk's own tactics, Rhino stays silent, letting things play out.
After a couple seconds, she grips the mare's flanks, her magic pulling her pink panties to the side as she leans in and kisses her moist flower. She nuzzles and licks the soft, wet fur, her tongue delving in briefly to taste her sweet nectar.
The mare's tools once again clatter to the floor as she once again grips the stallion for support as she shrieks. As the tongue retracts, she summons her strength to look up and give the stallion a nod. Moving quickly, she puts her hand on the back of Angel's head and uses the burst of energy from getting tongued to move behind her, wrapping her arms around the smaller mare's waste and all but throwing her to the stallion.
He catches her, wrapping her in his own arms and bringing her front against his own. He hugs her around her waist in such a way that her arms are pinned to her sides and if she tried to move her legs all they would do is kick uselessly. He grins at the white mare.
Silk meanwhile, casually strolls over, her panties back in place as she leans in and nips one of Angel's ears. "Gotcha."
She shivers but turns to look at her friend, a playfully defiant glimmer in her eye. "Do you, now?"
"Well yes, after all," she points to their green friend, "I have a partner. One who was more than willing to help out."
She opens her mouth to respond but finds that she can't come up with a retort. She looks to the stallion currently embracing her so tightly, pouting softly. "I thought you preferred me completely bare, love... I can't do that if you're holding me..."
"I do prefer that, and I do understand that." He admits, nuzzling her sweetly. "However, I also recall that you can be crafty, so I have a feeling you'll pull something if I let you go. So, for now, I'm content with what we can do like this."
"Besides," Silk continues for him, "who says we can't make you bare anyway? You seemed to have no problems doing it to me." With a quick flick of a finger, the mare's bra snaps apart and slides off her shoulders, only held up by the fact that it is pressed between two bodies.
She can't even think of a response, now, her cheeks burning with her embarrassment. In an attempt to gain back control of the situation, her tail tucks up between her legs and her horn lights up, her magic dipping into Silk's panties and stroking her cute little button.
The pegasus stumbles before she shakily catches herself. Unable to stop herself, she lets out a moan as she feels the magic having its way with her. She looks to her partner in this scenario with a pleading gaze before she succumbs again to the pleasure, her legs shaking as she gasps.
Knowing his options are limited, the stallion does what he can. Though his arms maintain their hold on her, one of his hands firmly grasps around the base of her tail, giving it a light tug at the same time that his head leans up and gives her horn a lick.
The unicorn mare gives a small squeak at the attention, biting her lip to keep herself from letting any more noises slip. Her magic, meanwhile, doubles in intensity, running along the full of the yellow pony's slit and circling the clit each time it draws near.
Silk lets out a cry as she almost loses her footing again as this new wave hits her. Still though, she finds the strength stand and whips the bra out from between the two ponies as she meets Rhino's eyes with determination, mouthing the word 'thrust'.
He nods, give the unicorn's tail a sharp tug upward. As her mouth opens to gasp, her captures it with his own, his tongue snaking in to greet her own and subdue it. Meanwhile, lower, his still trapped member lays partially folded between them and slightly between the white mare's legs. His hips begin thrusting forward, rubbing the desperate to be free length against the mare's nether regions.
She squeals into his mouth, desperately rubbing herself up against him in her desire. She hazily remembers the pegasus, and presses her fading magic inside of her, strengthening it as the blue energy rubs along the inside of her tunnel.
Her legs failing her, Silk falls to her knees as she pants and feels the magic squirming inside her most sensitive of areas. In a desperate attempt, she reaches up both hands and drags down the last bits of clothing from both Angel and Rhino as she slumps to the floor, squirming and moaning as she is pleasured.
Now free, Rhino's length swells and lengthens to dramatically emerge its full size. Finding itself nestled next to the warm and wet target it desires, the still continuing thrusts of the stallion drag it back and forth across the entrance. As the rod pulses, it pushes to angle upward so that it may enter its goal.
Angel falls limp in his arms, her legs collapsing from beneath her. She can barely keep up her magic, panting and moaning against his chest.
As Silk writhes a little slower on the floor, the stallion continues thrusting. However, Angel's new angle brought on by her limpness has furthered his lower head's goals as one one particular thrusts, everything lines up just enough for its head to slip partially into her. It can't actually go much further at this point, but as its master groans from the sensation of barely entering the warm wet tunnel, the lower head decides to revel in small victories for now as it is pressed out and into the small bit of the tunnel this angle will allow.
She moans go higher in frequency as his head pops into her, her hips moving the little amount her current state allows in an attempt to pull him deeper. She slowly works a bit more by changing the angle slightly, and her magic completely fizzles out, so lost is she in the pleasure.
From the floor, Silk gains her mind back, laying still and tilting her head to see how the other two are faring. Immediately subjected to the stimulating sight of Rhino plunging deeper and deeper into the small white mare only makes the pegasus moan again as she shivers. Looking down, she notices her slightly damp panties and huffs quickly whipping them off since she'd have to change anyway. A golden hand makes its way down her body, starting to tease herself as she watches the other two go at it.
Wanting even more of this amazing sensation, Angel wraps her legs around his hips, perfectly angling her own for him. She presses her hips down another couple inches before he hits a barrier inside her. The poor white pony breaks the kiss, yelping in shock.
The yelp of pain and not pleasure knocks the stallion back out of his love and lust haze, focusing on her with attentive ears and a worried face. "Love, you alright?"
Silk, having a feeling she knows exactly what happened, stays silent and waits to see what they do.
She sniffs, a single tear rolling down her cheek. "I-it's nothing... j-just my... y-you know..."
The tear instantly making him go half-limp, his face morphs to one of remorse. "Oh dear..." Slowly so as not to hurt her more in any way, he eases into a sitting position and her off him, simply sitting in his lap now. He hugs her to him, stroking her mane. "I'm sorry Gel... I completely forgot..."
She laughs softly, tenderly nuzzling his cheek. "I-it's alright, love... we both did..." She squirms in his embrace, her arms barely able to move around. "Um... m-maybe we can hold each other, now? Please?"
"Right, sorry..." He adjusts his position so that his arms now go under hers and encircle her gently.
Meanwhile, Silk lets out a quiet huff and lays down fully on her back. Well that was a lot of buildup to nothing... All of us are all pent up now.
She smiles sweetly, leaning up and tenderly kissing him. Her horn, however, lights up, the blue energy encircling Silk's button and tweaking it playfully.
The yellow mare lets out a small yip of surprise, tossing a look over at the couple and wondering what the fairer sex of the relationship is up to.
Rhino meanwhile lets himself melt into the kiss as he lets his love for her pour out to make up for hurting her and to let her know he didn't mean it.
She slowly pulls away, breaking the kiss to coo softly. "You know I'll always forgive you..." She glances at her friend on the floor, smirking as her magic starts caressing her tight tunnel, inside and out. "Though I know Silky would like a turn... isn't that right, sugar?"
A long mewling sound is her only answer as the mare squirms while the blue light on her nethers does its thing.
Angel turns back to him, smiling sheepishly. "I think that's a 'yes'..."
Now mostly flaccid, he looks at her with a tilted head. "I'm... not sure what you expect me to do, and what about you?"
"I'm alright with waiting." She waves a hand, winking playfully at him. "She, however, could use a bit more attention from you." Without missing a beat, she cuts her magic off, waiting to see how the other mare will react.
"Oh come on!" The mare exclaims, throwing her hands up in the air in exasperation.
Angel stands, her blue aura enveloping the pegasus and moving her onto Rhino's lap in her place. "I think we've teased her long enough, don't you?" She kneels down before them and pulls her friend into a passionate kiss, a slender white hand reaching up and gently caressing one of her soft golden mounds.
After a moment of this the stallion can feel blood starting to divert itself back into his pride, slowly making it grow again. The combined effects of the two mares making out plus the warmth of ones still stimulated nethers is doing its job. Eventually, he grows enough that he causes Silk to let out a squeak into Angel's mouth as she feels it press the spot between her flower and her rosebud.
The white mare giggles, deepening the kiss and pushing her tongue into her friend's mouth. She takes hold of Rhino's hands and brings them up, placing them on the pegasus's soft pillows. She then scoots in slightly, pressing her body back against the stallion's slightly.
Silk eyes roll back into her head as her mouth widens even more as she feels a certain growing warm rod start to poke into her wet tunnel. She begins to pant eagerly in anticipation of what she hopes is to come.
Rhino, meanwhile, feels the same sensation, but his mind being more sober now than before, he shifts himself so that his pride instead pops out of her and points out in front of her from between her legs. She lets out a whine into Angel's mouth, as if begging her to make it happen.
The unicorn hums softly into her mouth, gripping Rhino's length and her friend's waist, shifting both of them so the length of his pride is pressed up against her slit. She breaks the kiss and winks, moving down until she's facing both their groins. Licking her lips, she leans in and starts licking and stroking both of them, happily humming to herself.
Both of them groan and moan as the white mare goes down on them. Rhino's hips buck forward while Silk's gyrate as they both attempt to get more pleasure so they can release.
Angel slowly lifts up the pegasus's hips, continuing to lick and kiss both of them. She pauses as the flare of his rod runs along the sensitive flower and pushes down teasingly, letting just an inch into her and moving so the tight hole grinds against him before moving on. She presses his well-lubed tip against her friend's rosebud, holding both of them steady so he can easily slide inside.
Silk's panting breaths signal how far in the stallion is as she slides down onto him, the sounds getting steadily higher and higher pitch until they almost pass out of audible range for pony that aren't thestrals. As she feels the base of her tail press against his stomach when she comes to a stop, she sits there, quivering as her flower clenches, expecting something in it yet finding nothing even though there is still pleasure.
The other mare giggles, leaning in once more and tenderly kissing her flower. She closes her eyes and mewls softly, her tongue slowly spreading the older pony's petals, gently working her way in with short thrusts of her oral muscle.
As Silk thinks there's no possible way she could experience more pleasure than both her holes being plundered, the set of green hands that latch onto her breasts prove her wrong. Squeezing them and using them to keep her steady, the strong stallion under her begins to pump in and out of her tightest hole, her mouth open towards the ceiling as she lets out quick higher pitched pants.
Hearing this, Angel works her tongue faster, thrusting, turning, and wiggling it inside of her friend's juicy pussy. One of her hands worms around and pinches her clit, and she hums brightly to stimulate her more.
The yellow mare's breath seems to hitch and all together stop for a moment as her whole body seizes up, her holes clenching their respective intruders as a trickle of fluid runs down around the more wriggly of the two. After a few seconds she explosively exhales and slumps forward slightly, spent after having held in one that intense.
The unicorn slowly licks up the liquid that came out, moving up to be face-to-face with the pegasus. She leans in and kisses her passionately, sharing the nectar that she'd collected, as her hand tenderly strokes along her puffy, golden slit.
Silk quivers more, still sensitive after her release as finds herself at the mare's mercy.
She smirks playfully at her, turning to their stallion, her voice taking on a melodic tone. "Sweetie, would you like to flip over, now?" She pinches the other mare's tiny button before going lower, fondling the fleshy pouch between his legs. "You must be really worked up... and I know Silky would love to feel your seed inside her..."
"Ngh...Not quite sure what you mean by flip over..." he begins with a small grunt as she plays with him, "but... what about you?"
"I'm content, for now..." She winks at him, letting go of him and floating a couple soft cushions over. "And I mean... take her like you did last night..." She leans over and kisses him, slipping some of the mare's juices into his mouth as well. "Of course, we could always stop now... let her take your measurements... leave everything for another time..."
Feeling him pulse inside her, Silk squeaks as he answers. "I... umm... would rather not leave it..."
"In that case..." She pats the cushions, winking at him. "Would you be so kind as to roll onto here?"
Silk lets out another squeak as he grabs onto her when he moves, her body pressed against his as he stays inside her while they move. He gently sets her down on her stomach on the cushions, bracing his body so that it is above hers but not resting on it as he looks over at Angel questioningly.
She nods, smiling warmly at him. "Perfect." She runs her hands through the mare's purple mane, stroking her ears to their tips with each pass. "Are you ready, sugar?"
The mare's expression is one of both excitement and reservation as she feels his hot breath on the basic of her neck. She reaches forward to Angel, hoping to have something to hold onto.
There's a flash of blue before a soft, smooth hand gently takes hers, squeezing it reassuringly. Her now-solid blue eyes turn to their stallion, and she nods once. "She is... but go slow, at first..."
He nods, entering at a slow pace until he is all the way in, his body weight lending presence and force to the motion. Silk's eyes are wide as dinner plates but her tongue hangs out a wide smile at the same time. The stallion begins the rhythm, pulling out almost all the way before pushing the mare against the cushions as he goes back in and repeats.
Gel leans down, nuzzling the top of his head as her free hand plays with the other mare's ear tip. Smiling playfully, she kisses the blunt tip of his horn before nibbling one of his ears, cooing softly into it. "You're doing great... she's definitely enjoying this gentle love-making..."
Silk lets out a slight yelp as she feels his orbs slap into her wet slit, making her shiver from the addition tot he already pleasurable sensations. Idly wondering if she'll be walking after this round, she lets out another long moan as he goes in yet again.
Within the stallion himself, pressure is growing at a steady and reasonable pace, not too fast, not too slow. At this point, he welcomes the pace as he simply continues.
The nymph sits in front of them, holding her friend's hand, simply enjoying how close they're becoming.
After an unknown amount of time, Silk starts to feel a bit more force behind the stallion's thrusts. She could practically feel his length building up pressure as he prepared to release and with one final full thrust the dam broke, sending what felt like an entire bottle’s worth of seed shooting up her and warming where it landed. Her sigh of relief is only interrupted momentarily by the slight thrust he makes to make sure he got it all in.
Gel's ears twitch, striving for a certain sound but not finding one. She gently tilts the mare's chin up, quirking an eyebrow curiously. "Did that feel good, sugar?"
Silk gives a hum of approval and a smile as the stallion rests inside her after his draining release. "Wonderful... I just hope I can walk after this."
"Why not try moving it? I'll even help!" She moves down along their prostrated forms, plucking a loose feather from her friend as she goes. She lifts up one of the mare's legs, smiling coyly as she runs the feather along her hoof.
As if sensing something, Rhino exits the mare and moves a step away as her hoof starts to twitch and a laugh rumbles out of her throat. After a moment it bursts out into full laughter as her legs kick, trying to escape their feathery torment.
"See? If you can move like that, you can walk!" She giggles, grinning slyly and holding up the golden feathers. "So, ready to finish taking Rhino's measurements? Or would you like me to tickle you some more?"
The seamstress mutters as she gets up. "You act like you weren't the one distracting me in the first place..."
She sticks her tongue out at her. "Like you weren't enjoying the distraction."
The pegasus momentarily presses down on her tongue. "Perhaps." She finishes up the stallion's measurements quickly enough when she decides to comment on something. "I do wonder if Lucky has been alright without us for so long..."
Just then, a voice calls out from the front. "I'm back! And I brought lunch!"
Gel squeaks, eyes wide in panic. "O-oh no. W-what if she sees me like this?" She turns this way and that, looking for somewhere to hide.
Rolling his eyes, Rhino walks over to her, setting a hand on her shoulder to steady her as he calls. "We'll be out in a second!." Putting his hands on Gel's waist, he lifts her off the ground, saying a single word. "Hooves."
She blinks, staring at him blankly before what he's saying registers in her mind. Her hooves change into their white furred variation, the flames stopping just below his hands. Her bright yellow tail flicks a bit, and she smiles sweetly, leaning down to lovingly nip his nose.
In response he leans forward and gives her a peck on the nose before setting her down and nuzzling her. "Now, I think we should all get dressed before she decides to come back here and see what the holdup is."
"Agreed..." She sighs and pulls away, the rest of her changing back into Angel. "I really wanted to wear Miss White for you both..."
"Well," Silk begins as she dons her shorts, forgoing her damp undergarment, "I'm sure there will be more times if you keep getting us into situations like this whenever you have a chance."
A few quick steps and she's back behind the mare, cupping her breasts and teasing the still-stiff rosy nipples. "I'll make sure of it, sugar." She laughs and lets her go, getting dressed as well. "Though I've yet to see what our uniforms look like... when do we get those?"
Silk giggles. "Remember hun, it's less of a uniform and more of showing off the merchandise. I really just take a few choice one and modify them to fit you, easy. Actually... on that note, once we eat we do need to get this one's schedule down." Her hand waves to Rhino as he puts on his shirt, the last thing he needs to put on.
Angel stops, her shirt just covering her chest. "Really? I almost forgot about that..." She slips it the rest of the way down, brushing off the fabric. "Could Rhino and I choose one for each other, too? You know, if we end up working on a day, together?"
"Well sure hun, that sounds like it'd be fun to see what you two come up with!" Silk peeks over at the stallion. "It'll be interesting to see where his fantasies are as well."
"Yep!" She holds up a pink lace bra, winking playfully. "I'll be keeping this the next time you throw it on my horn, by the way."
Rhino is the one to respond before Silk can. "Does that mean I have permission to do the same for yours in the same circumstances?"
"Maybe." She winks, pulling her shirt collar to one side, exposing her bare shoulder. "Don't count on taking this from me, though. Silky worked hard on it."
The stallion tilts his head. "She worked hard on your shoulder?"
Silk giggles as she holds up the bra she had tossed to the side when she had taken it off Angel. "Looking for this, hun?"
The white mare blinks, staring at the article for a moment before pulling on her collar a different direction, peeking down at her chest. "Oh. That explains a few things..."
"It certainly does." The pegasus waves the chest supporter on a finger. "Trade?"
She taps her chin, thinking a moment before nodding, tossing it to her friend. "Trade."
The switch occurs as Silk tosses the one she is holding, catching the other and donning it. "There we go, much better." Slipping her shirt on, she looks herself over to make sure she is presentable. "How's my mane look? It's not post-coitus frizzy is it?"
"Mussy, but not too bad." Angel smiles, pocketing her bra and stepping forward, carefully backing the pegasus up against a nearby wall. "It reminds me of this morning... and how beautiful you look without your makeup..." She kisses her lovingly before anything else can be said, running her fingers through her mane.
To the side, Rhino frowns a bit, jealousy and protectiveness rearing their heads simultaneously as he feels the emotions behind the actions and the small pang it causes his heart. He looks away.
Her ear twitches and she turns to him, pouting softly. "Why are you jealous?" She walks up to him, taking his hand and placing it on her cheek. "You know I love you. Nothing can change that." She nods to her friend. "I just love Silky, too..."
"Sorry..." He looks to the side, slightly less bitterly but it is still there. "Raised on thoughts of monogamous relationships, remember? Reflexes like that die hard..."
"Then how about this?" She cups his cheek and turns him back to her, tenderly locking lips with him. She lowers her hand to wrap around his waist, holding him firmly up against her body.
He kisses her back gently, breaking the kiss and touching their foreheads. "That does help calm me down... I guess I just need to mentally accept that the list of those you love is longer than just me." His mouth twitches barely at that last sentence. "I'll work on it..."
She sighs softly, shrugging slightly as she turns to the door. "It's a start." She pulls it open, glancing back at him and wiggling her flanks playfully. "Come on, sweetie. Best not keep Lucky waiting, right?"
He nods Silk going ahead of him as he moves to head up front, but a peculiar feeling in his back pocket makes him stop. He reaches back, pulling what turns out to be Angel's bra out. He blinks, looking from the article to the door for a moment before smiling softly, folding it back up, and stowing it back in his pocket.
Chapter 1: A Good Thing Comes to an End
After the first day the colt had found his new changeling friend, things proceeded fine for the two. While some might see the friendship between these two beings as odd, for them it was completely normal. For the next few days, the two simply enjoyed themselves as children their age do, not having a care in the world. Rhino would let her in through the window every night and they would sleep comfortably, sneaking her out the next morning. He never did get around to introducing her to anypony else, but everytime he went outside and they started playing, he found he didn't mind. He began to bring bottles of water, lunch, and a blanket, and the two were set for a day of play. He would occasionally bring a snack, but she always said she wasn't hungry. Again, his slightly worried thoughts would always be drowned out in the simple pleasure of spending time with his new friend.
Another day comes, and Rhino finishes his breakfast, immediately getting dressed and heading towards the door. His father, a dark blue unicorn stallion, doesn't say a word, but smiles happily at the thought of his son spending more time outside instead of cooped up in his room.
The colt grins wide as he walks through the yard towards the woods, the bottles of water wrapped up in the blanket under his arm as they usually are. He starts peering through the trees, trying to spot Gel.
Suddenly he's knocked to the ground, tumbling in a mass of blue and green before ending up on his back. On top of him, and currently hugging him, is the girl that he's looking for. She buries her face in the fur of his shoulder, a happy hum coming from her. "Morning." She sits up on his belly, smiling playfully at him. "Did I surprise you?"
He laughs from his position, having gotten used to how physical she can be when she's happy over the last few days. "Yep, it was one of the best surprises I could have gotten."
"Glad you liked it." She giggles, moving to the side so he could sit up. "What would you like to do today? Play hide and seek? Go collect flowers?" She beams brightly, her wings buzzing in her excitement.
"Well, I picked hide and seek yesterday, why don't you pick today?" He sits up, brushing a few leaves out of his mane and tail.
She blinks, clearly caught by surprise. "...b-but... I don't know if I could come up with something good, with all we’ve done before..." She frowns, tapping her chin as she thinks. Her gaze falls to her hand and she straightens up, eyes twinkling. "Would you like to see a trick of mine?"
"Sure! Oh, one sec." He gently pulls a few leaves out of her mane before nodding. "There we go."
She takes one of the leaves and holds it in her palm. She winks at him and turns to it, frowning in concentration. Sweat forms on her brow as the very tip of the leaf starts to smolder.
The colt stares, entranced as he sees the tell-tale spots of light signaling what is about to happen.
She grits her teeth and scrunches her eyes shut, focusing with all her might on it. A moment later, a bright blue flame flickers to life at the tip, though she doesn't seem to realize this. The fire slowly starts to work its way down the leaf, closer to her bare palm.
Rhino stays quiet so he doesn't interrupt her concentration, but as the flame gets closer, he starts to worry. He voices this quietly. "Umm... Gel?"
"Hmm?" She opens her eyes, turning to him in mild confusion. "I-is something w-" Right at that moment, the fire reaches her hand. Her eyes widen instantly and she yelps, flailing her arm in an attempt to stop what had already happened.
The leaf sails through the air, it's flame turning to a normal yellow-orange color as it lands, starting to spread to the other dry loam before a green hoof suddenly stomps and grinds the flame away. Rhino withdraws his hoof and waits a moment, making sure the fire went out before turning to Gel, concerned as he look at her. "You okay?"
She whimpers, holding her injured hand by the wrist. "T-that never happened, before... i-is something wrong with me?" She turns to him, tears welling up in her sapphire eyes. "W-what do I do?"
He holds out his hand to her. "Can I see? Dad's a firepony, and he always said to be careful with it. Maybe I can help."
She nods, taking a step closer to him. "A-alright... I trust you, Rhino..." She gingerly places her hand in his, making certain the burn is facing upwards.
He rotates her hand slowly, looking at the spot where the fire had connected. While the chitin on the back of her hand is fine, the palm side where it turns into her light blue flesh is another story. He notes the purple coloration and nods, glad it's not serious. His horn lights up and the blanket and water bottles float over. He takes a corner of the blankets and soaks it by dumping water onto it. The now wet fabric floats over and he wraps it around her hand, letting the dry part hang down. "That should help... it's what he said to do..."
She sniffles, staring at the cloth. She tentatively glances up at him, fidgeting a bit. "H-how long until... it no longer hurts?"
He thinks. "I... don't know. I mean, this just makes it better, but when I get burn I can always sort of feel them for a few days..." His ears fold down. "Sorry... I'm not sure what else to do..."
She stands silently, fidgeting apprehensively as her cheeks gain a soft blue hue. "...I-I might... b-but I'm not sure it'll work..."
His ears perk up as he looks at her. "What did you have in mind?"
Gel audibly gulps, reaching out with her good hand for a moment before pausing, gently biting her lip. "B-before I try it, I want to ask you something..."
He tilts his head, his ears flicking at her to let her know he's listening.
She shyly smiles, cupping his cheek with her hand. "...w-will you wait for me?"
There's what feels like a half hour of silence and then she turns away, blushing even more. "I-I'm sorry, I read it in a book once, and I thought it'd be the right thing to say now, and-" She covers her mouth to cut herself off, her eyes squeezing shut from her mortification and the pain of putting her injured hand against her muzzle.
His eyes widen as he takes her hand back so she stops hurting herself. "Careful! You're hurt... and silly." He lets out a small laugh. "I don’t think I’ve read a book that said that yet... I’ll wait… but what did you want me to wait for?"
She squirms, nervously bowing her head. "...w-when we're older..." She turns back to him and accidentally brushes her lips against his, quickly backing up in shock. "O-oh my. I-I didn't mean for that to happen... I-I just wanted a hug, I swear!" She squeaks and covers her face with her uninjured hand, ashamed and embarrassed.
The colt blinks, his ten-year old mind not exactly sure how to process what just happened, but eventually deciding to brush it off. "It's fine. Here," he brings her into a hug, "is that better?"
She nods, smiling softly. "Y-yes... thank you… Since you'll wait for me... I'll wait for you." She closes her eyes, feeling the warmth of his body against hers. At the same time, the tingling sensation from before fills the air once more, slowly entering her small form. She sighs softly, feeling the ache from her hand gradually fade away. "I... I think it's working..."
He smiles. "Good, I guess I did the right thing then." He shifts a little to get more comfortable in the hug. "Heh... Mom always tells me to let go if I hug her this long..."
"I don't mind..." She giggles, nuzzling up against his chest. "...I actually prefer long hugs... but-"
"Gel!"
She jumps, squeaking in surprise. She quickly turns to the source of the voice, flinching at the sight of the silver figure. "...oh no..."
The tall, uniformed lady strides forward, crossing her graceful arms over her chest. "I finally found you... but what happened to your clothes? I gave you a perfectly good dress a month ago, and now you’re wearing colt’s clothing?" She turns to the green colt, a perfectly-shaped eyebrow arching in distaste. "And who is your friend?" After a moment of silence, she huffs. "What's the matter, boy? Cat got your tongue?"
"Umm..." His mind blanks for a moment as he takes in the taller changeling. Where Gel is shades of blue, this woman is shades of silver and white, though her expression is not near the ones he has come to associate with his friend. He shrinks a little bit as he responds reflexively. "No ma'am."
She holds a hand out to him, expectant, clinking the medal on her chest in the process. "Then tell me your name."
Gel lets go of her friend, stepping in front of him. "M-mom, it's okay. He-"
The lady frowns, moving her hand to her hip. "He can answer for himself. You've got to worry about your punishment later." She points at him, now scowling in anger as she acts more like the officer her uniform shows her to be. "Name. Now."
He gulps and remains sitting. "Rhino of the clan Nexus... ma'am."
"Nexus?" She taps her chin, thinking to herself for a moment. "I see." She turns away, pulling her daughter away with a hand on the small of her back. "Let's hope we never meet again, Rhino of the clan Nexus. For your sake." She smirks and starts off into the woods, her daughter in tow.
Gel, meanwhile, looks longingly over her shoulder at him, her ears flat against her head. She sniffles, waving to him, forcing out a single word through her emotion-choked throat. "...b-bye..."
The colt waves his own hand in return, mouthing the word back at her sadly. As the two changelings are lost from sight and sound, he sighs and picks the wet blanket from where it had fallen on the ground. Trudging back towards his home, he wonders if he'll ever see his friend again.
He misses her already.
Chapter 8: Classes and extracurriculars
The second day of Elemental Magic class is the one usually talked about the most, for it is testing day, but not just any testing day... it's elemental affiliation testing day. The dull roar of students chatting excitedly to each other as they await the arrival of the teacher fills the classroom. She doesn't make them wait long.
The door opens and the pony they had met on Monday morning walks in, the class quieting down almost instantly. Her coat is a severely pale blue rarely seen, and her mane and tail look almost like actual flames of blue fire. As she faces them from behind the long table at the front of the classroom, one can easily see her, contrastly, icy blue eyes that can seem to pierce you from the farthest parts of the room. Today though, her eyes seem to radiate just as much excitement as her students.
She clears her throat and begins to speak, her voice carrying easily through the room despite her sounding like she is having a conversation. "Looks like everypony got here early today. Good. We've got to test every single one of you today, and as you know, what happens here today will determine your personal course route for the entire time you are in this class." A few gulps are heard, but most students still seem excited. "Today, you will be judged to see which of the six elements you are most in tune with. Whether it be... fire."
A sphere the size of a bowling ball rises in her hand from below the table, inside is what appears to be a roaring campfire... if it weren't for the fact that tinges of various colors can be seen inside the ball and the fire has no visible source of fuel. The sphere is set down as she takes a few steps to the left.
"Water."
Another sphere is revealed, this one containing the next element. Inside roils water as if caught in a churning whirlpool, and the next second it goes as still as a pond. Yet again it changes as small waves start appearing, rolling gently along.
"Air."
Yet another sphere comes up. This one has a slight green tinge to it as a small tornado spins back and forth within.
"Earth."
A brown sphere appears, this one containing a stone that is worn away to sand, only to be compressed back into stone and start the process over.
"Light."
A twinkling sphere is brought up. Each pinpoint of light blinks, dim, and brightens on a whim, as if the most active stars were captured within.
"Shadow."
Finally, a dark sphere is pulled from under the table. It's contents seem to not let any light pass through as black and purple forms swirl within, forming various shapes that drift away the instant they start to become clear.
Angel, who had almost been falling asleep, perchance to dream of her study buddy, perks up at this, curious. She picks up her notebook, starting to sketch the spheres before her.
The teacher passes as she continues speaking. "Now, each of you will come up here and attempt to lift each sphere, one at a time. Whenever you reach the one you're most affiliated with... you'll know." A knowing laugh comes from the mare as she looks around. "So... do I have a volunteer to be the first to try?"
Next to Angel, a pink unicorn mare with dark blue mane raises her hoof, stating with absolute confidence, "I would like to go first, Miss Ember."
The professor nods. "Ah, Miss Rapids. Yes, go ahead and come down." As the student does so, the blue mare levitates over a clipboard and six small stamps of different colors. "Whenever you are ready, simply start picking up a sphere, if it doesn't do anything, move to the next one."
With a nod and nary a glance to the other students, the student starts walking down the rows of spheres. As she passes the shadow sphere, her horn lights up and a light pink aura surrounds both it and the orb. A look of surprise flits across the mare's face as the orb refuses to even budge. A few more tests reveal the same result with the light, earth, and air orbs. Finally, she reaches the water orb and her horn lights up. As soon as her aura completely envelopes the ball, a sudden spout of water the circumference of the orb shoots upward towards the ceiling, stopping about halfway there as the spout spreads outward into a whirlpool suspended in mid air that drains away to nothing after a few seconds, leaving nothing but air and shocked student faces behind.
Professor Bright Ember stamps a small blue mark next to the students name, breaking the silence. "A water pony, as expected Miss Rapids."
The pink unicorn straightens up, a smug smile coming to her face. "Yes... of course that's what it was." She makes her way back to her seat, a proud skip in her steps.
The blue mare up front looks around. "Alright, who's next?"
Angel is too busy sketching and writing what had happened to volunteer. She notices the student in the back of the class raise a hand, though, turning to watch the pony rush down the aisle without waiting for the teacher's acknowledgement.
The pony, who's cutie mark is of a panflute, consults with the professor a moment before excitedly walking to the orbs and starting to try each one. She makes it all the way to the air sphere before she gets a reaction. A gentle breeze wafts through the room, papers fluttering as smells known for carrying on the wind grace the senses of those present. As the mare giggles, the professor puts a green stamp next to her name and sends her on her way.
The next to volunteer is a grey stallion. Calmly, he walks down to the front and gives a nod to Ember, who nods back as he starts trying the spheres, everypony present barely getting a glance at his cutie mark, something one would expect on a pegasus if it weren't for the color. This pony too, gets a reaction from the air sphere, though different from the mare before him. As his white aura touches the ball, a sudden wall of wind just seems to originate from the sphere and radiating outward, knocking quite a few unprepared ponies from their seats and sending almost everything that was on a desk tumbling to the floor. As everypony else recovers, the pony with the purple tornado cutie mark calmly walks back to his seat.
The professor, straightening her mane from the last test but otherwise unfrazzled, looks up at the rest of them. "Alright, since nopony else seems to be eager to come up after that, we'll start in alphabetical order. Next up: Miss Angelic Grace."
The white mare looks up from her notebook, having just picked it back up. "You called me, Miss Ember?"
The blue unicorn nods. "Yes. Please come down to determine your elemental affinity, Miss Grace."
"Um... okay, then." She stands and hurries to the front, making a beeline for the fire sphere. She stops a yard from it and takes a couple steps back before trying to pick it up.
As soon as her blue magic completely covers the sphere, a piercing cry punctures the air as a swirling vortex of blue fire erupts from the ball. The flames mushroom upward high towards the ceiling, arcing out into an image that soon becomes clear. It is a spitting image of a phoenix in full flame... made entirely out of blue fire and five times the size of an actual phoenix. After a moment, the flames slowly dissipate, leaving the room no worse for wear, though some students will have spots in their eyes for the next hour.
Professor Ember simply stares at the mare and the sphere, blinking slowly before she finally speaks, a small note of wonder in her voice. "Very impressive Miss Grace... please... take your seat."
Angel giggles, playfully saluting the teacher. "Okay!" She happily skips up the steps and back into her seat, picking up her book and doodling in it once more.
The mare next to her however, is not so ready to move on. As another student goes forward, she hisses to Angel. "How did you do that?! How much fire magic could you possibly know in order to produce... that?!"
She blinks, turning to look at the other unicorn in confusion. "...I'm sorry, what?" She rubs her ear, tilting her head to one side. "I had to know fire magic to do that?"
"For that big of a reaction? Yes!" The pink mare frowns at Angel. "Are you saying you don't?"
"I know a bit." She holds up a finger, a pale blue flame appearing just above the tip. "Nothing big, though."
"But... you... how... ugh!" Rapids turns away just in time to see a light show much like a rave come from a pony who the light sphere responded to.
"Woo! Party!" Angel giggles, oblivious to the stares she receives from nearby students.
***
Angel stands in a line with about eleven other candidates. Each of them is a unicorn mare of approximately the same build, and each are here for one purpose: to join the group of six mares standing in front of them all in purple and white cheerleader uniforms.
The squad captain takes a step forward from the rest of the girls, smiling at the group before her before she suddenly turns 90 degrees on her heel and begins walking down the line, her hands folded behind her back. "Alright ladies, listen up! You are here today because each of you was spotted by our talent scouts as having the potential to become one of us. However, that does not mean you are in! We only need half your number of new recruits, and if any of you seem like you don't have what it takes, you're out!" She reaches the end of the line and does a quick about face, resuming her stride. "We cheerleaders must inspire our fellow students with our cheers, we must dazzle them with our magic, and we distract the other team with our moves. This is our purpose, and if you want to be one of us, this is what you will do. No exceptions!"
She stops in front of the center of the line. "Now, you four!" She points to four mares at one end of the line, including Angel. "Go with Glow and Dazzle and show them what you've got!" Two mares detach from the group behind her and go to the four to a spot a short distance away. "Next four with Spirit and Sapphire." More ponies break off, leaving the captain, one cheerleader, and the last group of four. "You lot are the lucky ones, you get to test with Sprinkle and I." The few gulps accompanying this statement reveal that her smile doesn't exactly make them feel lucky.
The mares designated as Glow and Dazzle spare a glance backwards at their captain and giggle once sufficiently out of earshot. "Really into her role this year, isn't she?" The other nods as they stop and turn around to face the recruits. The one to initially speak does so again. "Just to let you know, we're not going to run you into the army like our captain, but it doesn't expect any less out of all of you." She narrows her eyes slightly at them. "She was right, we only accept the best. So, let's see if any of you have what it takes to be seen on our uniform."
Her cohort steps up to the speaking role now. "First up, you have to be enthusiastic. Nothing is worse than an emotionless cheerleader. So, you have to have passion. So, when I point to each of you, I want to to show me just how enthusiastic you can be."
She points to the first mare who squeaks before gathering herself and pumping her hands into the air. "Go team!" Her volume is at about conversational level, which raises the eyebrows of the testers. "Umm, let me try again." She takes a breath before suddenly seeming to explode outward with energy as she jumps up, shouting. "Go team!" This performance is met with approving nods from the testers as they move to the next pony.
This one, when asked, almost bounces in place as she just repeats 'go' over and over. The reactions are mixed, but hopeful as they next step over to Angel and point to her.
Angel takes a second but brightens up as realization hits her. She giggles and puts her hands together. "Let's go, Knights!" She claps her hands and extends her left one up and out, the other moving to her hip. She repeats the action, but in the opposite direction, all in time with her words. "Win the fight! Woo!" She kicks out her leg, her hoof going up to the same height as her shoulder.
Smiles adorn both Dazzle and Glow's faces, one of them even offering a few claps. However, like the rest, they don't offer vocal comments as to the candidate's performances. The last mare offers puts her lugs into a long, loud shout as her turn comes up, causing many to covers their ears until she's done.
The test mares switch places again as the one that was sitting comes forward now. "Alright, next up we're gonna have you do a little magic for us. It's nothing too specific, we just want you to show us a sample of something you can do, that you think would go well in our performances. Again, just do it when I point to you." She waits a moment then points randomly to the mare at the end of the line.
The potential cheerleader concentrates a moment before flowers petals made of light start fountaining out from her horn, gently floating down to the ground around her and dissipating when they touch it. A far off sound of awe can be heard from another group before the mare that uttered it is told to focus by one of the mares testing her.
Glow and Dazzle nod, the one not speaking puts a hand to her chin in thought as her cohort next points to Angel.
She beams and holds out her hands, palms up. Her horn lights up and a small burst of magic shoots out of the tip, lazily heading up into the sky. She snaps her fingers and sparks of fire appear from her pale palms, brightly illuminating the area around them before each dies down, only to be replaced with another immediately.
She glances up and smiles, closing her hands and putting them out before pointing upwards. Right as she does, the ball above her bursts into a magnificent blue flower of fire, staying there for a moment before fading away.
Again, sounds of awe can be heard coming from another group, just before the sounds of chastising follow it. Such is the same when the next mare in the group summons magical ribbons to whirl around her in a vortex and the next creates a visual double of herself to mimic her as she does a cheer.
Glow and Dazzle looks to each other before they speak again. "Very impressive performances from all of you. Now, it's time to see if you can follow a routine. Try to mimic this..."
