The Lovely Little Changeling

Just at her climax, I had sealed her orchid. Knowing full well the effect of doing so, yet I had done it. It had been the one final effort.

Spent, I just lay down in the dark, under the one mare I had ever truly cared about. I had known her for months, and this was my first chance to five her something more. Not just a date. Not just the one moment of bliss, when she was alone with me. Even if these had been great and important to the both of us, but this was to top it all off for all times. At least I thought I knew her that well.

That had been why I had felt drawn to her in the first place. Now I have given her the one gift. Leaving a mark in her life, in her. A mark of good, of the love I knew we shared, for all it was worth.

After about an hour of rest, I managed to slip out from under her. I knew I had to move eventually anyway, I can't just stay there.

I allowed the moments to linger, before I approached her once more, kissing her, parting my lips as I licked her gently, thus breaking the bond dealing her in quiet. A moan escaped her, while she looked into my eyes.

“I love you, Ditzy!” I just coed in her right ear, on my way to her rear, kneeling, then slowly licking the edge of the hoof, stuck on the floor, before I pulled it free as fast as the bond broke enough for my strength to matter, before I licked her hoof, from the centre and out, under the sole of it.

Quietly moving to the left, before I lick the rim of her other hoof, gathering strength before I managed to pull the hoof off of the floor, still leaving a curious mark, expressing where she had been, before I licked her left hoof under, from centre and out.

“Could you crawl to the bed, I think you need some rest!” I pointed out in a weak voice, after the act of freeing her.

“Yes!” she responded, and I saw her move to the bed, then up onto the top of it, laying with her back up, facing me as she finally did come to a stop, as her head slumped onto the pillow.

I moved up to her, pondering carefully, knowing the both of us to be exhausted, yet I just couldn't resist the final tease, before I completed what I had started.

My hand on her right side as the left hand allowed me to trace the place where the crack had been, before I had sealed it. Then I lean forwards, licking the fringe.

With this final detail out of the world, my horn went entirely dark as I once more traced the skin, and finding the one spot, allowing the crack to slip back into the open. I had left the traces, but the seals now broken, all but the last one, but she could rest now.

This is when I slumped down beside her. Laying there, just enjoying the remnants of what had been. Knowing how she felt. She could have protested, she never did, not once, not even now as I lay exhausted beside her.