Money Problems With Flavors of Eggnog
“You’re making this way too obvious, Pumpkin.”
“Shut up, Pound. I’m trying.”
“Doesn’t seem to be working very well.” Pound teased, tapping his sister on her flank lightly with a giggle.
His actions were met with a startled jump and a light, short moan. “D-don’t even, Pound!”
“Your problem, not mine.” Pound replied jokingly, sipping another bit of cinnamon eggnog, a sigh following. “‘Sides, I’m sure you’ll get over it in no time, just like always.”
“No, no, this one… This is rough. I can hardly even look at you without wanting to go crazy.” Pumpkin shivered as she lowered her head, gritting her teeth as she rode out another wave of temptation.
“Sounds rough. Want to be alone? I’ll even-”
“No! P-Pound, you need to-... you need to help distract me.” Pumpkin latched onto Pound’s hoof with her own, her heart racing as she came into contact with another body.
“Hey now,” Pound wrenched his hoof free from her grasp and backed up a few small steps. “No need to get all touchy feely. Don’t need me giving an even harder-to-resist stimulation, now do you?”
“Don’t- ngh… Don’t even joke about sti-stimula-... lations.” Pumpkin stuttered, trying to keep her mind on blocking her heat by keeping her thoughts straight. “C-come on-... Help me! J-just… Tell me some kind of story or- or something!” Pumpkin ground her hind legs together, trying to block the sensations rippling from her flank by suffocating them.
Pound took a few more drinks of his eggnog before wrapping a hoof around Pumpkin’s shoulders. “You should know that the smell you’re giving off because of your heavy heat is really strong... Even I’m having trouble ignoring it.” Pound took another drink of eggnog, taking a glance at Pumpkin, which in turn was glaring at him.
“What? You can’t tell me that you haven’t been fantasizing abou-”
“Look Pound, I was in the later waves of heat which are the most intense, and I was alone, alright?!” Pumpkin yelled, hoof on her temple in anger. “Besides, that was months ago. I can’t believe that heat is coming back in such a short time.” She sighed as she laid down.
Pound took another drink of eggnog before setting the jug to the side and laying down next to his sister. “Don’t worry, I’m actually going to stay here to help. Wouldn’t be a very good brother if I didn’t, would I?” Pound put his hoof on hers as he looked to her and smiled.
“Thanks, Pound.” She nuzzled her nose against his hoof, which he promptly took away from her.
“As little as I know about stallions helping mares with heat that doesn’t involve sex, I would suggest keeping all contact to a minimum.” Pound picked up his eggnog jug and took a few steps back, then promptly took a drink, reveling in the taste.
“Can you go start the bath water- and- uh… K-keep it a bit cold.”
Pound raised his eyebrow as he glanced at his sister curiously. “Just go!” She ordered, waving her hoof to the door.
“Whatever you say.” Pound tucked his eggnog safely under his wing so he could walk properly to the bathroom. Without missing a beat, he stepped over, turned the hot water over half power and put cold full-strength.
After a few seconds of testing water temperature and adjusting as needed, he let the water run as he drank his eggnog; realizing that had emptied the container already. He sighed and set it in the trash, then walked out of the room and down the stairs to the kitchen, letting his mind run free.
So her heat’s kicked in again in a short… short period of time? Short span~... Short… Cycle? I don’t know. It’s a quick pace for something like that.
She’s been awfully clingy this time, hope she’s not getting any thoughts… Well, to be honest, I did tease her a bit about fantasizing about me once during her last heat. She needs to be quieter sometimes, I swear.
Pound traversed the kitchen and - with a spin on his right fore-hoof - opened the refrigerator door; with style. Then he looked at the option of eggnog flavors he had, carefully eying each jug.
Sugar Cookie… Ehh… Sounds like some kind of lover nickname. Gingerbread; meant to try that a while ago, but I think I’ll wait on that. Pumpkin eggnog… Always kinda worried about trying that, but… I did just finish the Cinnamon eggnog, so I guess…
Pound grabbed and slightly shook the Pumpkin Eggnog before opening it up and starting to cautiously take a drink.
“Pou-”
He nearly dropped the jug of eggnog by jumping out of his skin when he heard his name shouted from upstairs. He sighed as he tucked the full eggnog jug securely underneath his left wing and held it tightly; then went to see what was wrong with Pumpkin.
As he arrived at the top of the stairs, he called for her and waited a moment before hearing her response from the bathroom. “C-come on in. Door’s open after all.” He hesitated for a moment before releasing the eggnog jug from his wing and securing it in his hoof.
He entered the bathroom without looking at the tub, instead focusing on setting down the drink on the sink counter. Then, he perked his ears to the sound of the door shutting behind him. He turned his head in time to see a blue light fading from the doorknob.
Curious and confused, he looked to see that Pumpkin was already standing in the tub, steam filling the room. I could swear it was colder than that. Pound thought for a moment before looking at his sister, which was facing away from him.
“And you called me up here for…” Pound started, opening up the eggnog jug.
“Th-the water w-was, uh… R-running a bit too cold.” She kept her back turned to him as she stuttered.
“Right, looks fine to me. Also looks hotter. The water, that is; y’know, just- if you had any thoughts-”
“No, Pound. Stop tempting me.”
“Tempting you? You mean tha-”
“Pound you are being very hard- er- ah… D-difficult to deal with. This heat is unbearable.” Pumpkin laid down in the tub, letting the water pour over her back freely.
“Well you can always turn the cold water on for a few se-”
“Stop being such a smartass.” Pumpkin giggled for a moment before grabbing the soap awkwardly with her hooves. “Hey, um… M-mind getting my back? I can’t use my magic like this.”
“Right, and you using your magic to close the door means…” Pound took another sip of the eggnog as he glared at her. “I said minimum physical contact, but I’ll do this as an exception.” He sighed, putting the eggnog jug on the sink.
Pumpkin sat up and turned her back to him, making the water fall against her side instead.
Grabbing the bar of soap, he let the water run over it for a moment before lathering it against her spine, rubbing from her neck to her flank. Once enough soap and suds had been lathered on, he placed the bar on the floor and used his hooves instead.
He continued to silently rub his hooves against her skin, massaging her back and cleaning it as he went; letting Pumpkin moan and relax.
“L-lower…” She requested, and he did just that, rubbing in circles on her lower back, massaging her skin and muscle as she sank into the warm water. “Lower…” He swallowed nervously as he began to rub her flanks deeply and slowly, rubbing and caressing her cutie marks. He relieved his mental state slightly by doing a long, slow detour up her back on both sides, her skin pulling taught as his hooves rubbed into her deeply.
His actions were met with a low moan, Pumpkin set her head on the side of the tub and sank herself into the tub; her back getting some shower water sprayed onto it. Pound used this to his advantage and used his right hoof to collect and splash some water softly onto her back and neck as he rubbed his other hoof against her.
After a few cycles, the soap had been washed off of her body and into the water surrounding her, and he returned his hooves to the cold, hard floor. He looked down to see his inevitable erection pulsing beneath his stomach.
He sighed and turned around to grab his eggnog, still sitting on the sink counter peacefully. He picked it up and drank a few large gulps of it to satisfy his sudden lack of eggnog from the minutes that had passed.
“P-Pound! You- I-I just- Damn it!” Pumpkin yelled, facing away from him and shoving her hooves below her stomach and squeezing her hind legs together. Pound sighed and set the eggnog jug down again, keeping as much of the taste on his tongue as he can.
He walked over to the tub and stepped inside it, stepping in-front of Pumpkin and catching her attention. “Pou-”
“Sh. Just- shush.” Pound’s body shook in anticipation and fear alike as he laid down in the tub beside her. As he struggled to find something to say, she spoke first as she laid down with him, glaring at him curiously.
“Wh-what are you-”
“D-do you mind…” Pound interjected, swallowing nervously as he felt his heart jump into his throat. “C-can we, uh… I-I mean, i-it’s up to you, but… Si-since we’ve, er… s-seen each other- i-in parts- I just… Would- would you want to…” Pound raised his eyebrows and made motions with his hooves to get his point across, even though he could tell she knew what he was talking about from the start.
She leaned forward quickly and pushed her lips onto his, surprising him, yet filling him with relief. As soon as she started the kiss, she pulled back, leaving him in a slight daze as he stared at her in wonder. “What’s the catch?” She stuck her tongue out at him as if to say he had no choice but to make one.
Sighing, his heart started pounding heavily again, and nervousness traced through his blood as he uttered the words. “Do whatever I say, no matter what.” He had secretly wanted to say that to her for years, but never found the opportunity nor the time.
Now was perfect, and all the stars were aligned in favor of his success, as she whispered an agreement. The water rushing over him felt a lot colder than before as his blood ran as hot as it could, his groin suddenly pulsing in need.
“Stand up.” He watched in glee as she did what she was told, slowly standing and moving her right hooves to the other side of his body so she stood perfectly over him. “B-back up a bit and sit down.” Again, she silently did as she was told, reaffirming his hopes.
He slid himself backwards so he leaned against the back of the shower, steam rising from below them as he looked at her body slowly and carefully as water ran over it; a smile on the both of their faces. He noticed that her eyes seemed to be glued to his erection, and upon the realization, he moved his right fore-hoof to the base of it to push it back and forth; her eyes following it hungrily as if she was watching a pendulum.
“You want this?” He giggled madly to himself as she nodded hysterically, blushing deeply as her eyes remained on target, her flank rubbing against the floor. “Come and get it.” As soon as he uttered the words, she rushed as fast as she could and wasted no time in devouring the tip of his penis with her tongue, leaving him breathless for a moment.
“Woah now- ah… N-no mouth yet!” He barked, making her jump away and swallow nervously as she nodded slowly. She looked so desperate and sad, her relief being right in-front of her but unable to do with it as she wanted.
“Yeah… Th-that’s right, real slow…” Pound moaned as she placed both her fore-hooves onto his cock, working them in synchronization in an up and down motion slowly, just as told. She let out occasional moans as she rubbed herself against the floor, and he could only imagine the feelings running through her as he teased her like this.
“Stop.” Reluctantly, she followed through, grinding her teeth and keeping quiet. She didn’t want this opportunity to be rid of her heat to go away, she needed it. “Now… Real slowly with your mouth. Try to take it all in, try to get it all in that little throat of yours.” He felt dirty just saying the words, let alone saying them directly to his sister, who followed the command.
She leaned forward and slid her tongue against his shaft, slowly going upwards to his tip. The feeling was pure bliss to Pound, thinking that the feeling surely couldn’t get any better than that; but she quickly proved him wrong.
She opened her mouth and took the tip in, using her tongue to circle his flare, making his rod pulse madly with pleasure as precum leaked from the tip eagerly. She removed her mouth and swallowed nervously once more.
“You have a-... a p-penis th-that would make any stallion proud, Pound.” As soon as she finished speaking, she gave no time for him to respond and just pushed her head forwards, taking the first few inches of his cock into her mouth, pushing against her throat lightly.
He jumped in shock, unable to believe was was going on, his own sister giving him a blowjob in the shower; something he could only dream of. She pushed further as he moaned, taking his tip into her throat slowly as to not hurt herself. This was new for her, she had never had sex with any stallion, so they were both inexperienced, as she knew that Pound had never been with another mare.
She pushed further, closing her eyes and swallowing repeatedly in order to stop herself from gagging. She backed up and let herself breathe, swirling her tongue around the tip of his penis again as she rested her throat and caught her breath. She took in a deep breath to make sure she had proper time to push it all in, and quickly caught up to where she had stopped last time; nearly halfway down his length.
She closed her eyes and pushed further, her hoof rubbing against her slit as she forced more of his cock down her own throat, his medial ring being absorbed into her mouth. She halted and opened her eyes in shock, quickly pulling herself away from his crotch and to the air. Her quick movements and sudden coughing startled Pound, which immediately started muttering apologies for making her do that to herself.
She got her throat under control and told him not to worry, that she just forgot to come up for air in time. “Please,” She started, rubbing the base of his cock in desperation. “I promise I’ll do it, just give me one more try.”
“A-are you sure?” Pound stroked her face as he stared at her in shock and worry.
“Yes, please.” She begged, rubbing her hooves harder against the base of his penis, making him fall back in acceptance. She locked her eyes onto her target and readied herself, opening her mouth and taking deep breaths.
She rushed her head forwards, immediately taking in over half of his length in one quick sweep, her mane whipping her face and tickling his crotch. She closed her eyes as she adjusted her throat, swallowing repeatedly; then realizing that she couldn’t open her eyes again because of her mane. She ignored the fact and kept pushing forward, his medial ring entering her mouth just as before. She kept going and going until she felt her nose bump against his pelvis, and upon realizing that she had indeed taken it all as told, she smiled as much as she could as she removed her head from his penis.
When she got up from her achievement, she moved her mane out of her eyes and cleared her throat, coughing lightly. She smiled up at Pound, who looked at her with pride and wonder. “I did it.” She exclaimed roughly, her throat still adjusting.
“You did, and it was absolutely wonderful. Now… I’d say that’s enough playing around… You want the main prize?” He smiled nervously as he tapped his penis, which swayed back and forth in the steamy room.
“P-please.” She shook in anticipation, grinding her flank against the tub floor as her fluids leaked out and mixed with the shower water.
He smiled as he uttered the words he’d been dying to say the entire time. “Lay down in my place.” He got up and moved out of the way for her, giving her the room to do what she was told as quickly as she could, her entire body shaking in anticipation.
She laid on her back and spread her hind legs wide, her breath quick and shallow as she stared at him as silently as she could, occasional moans and grunts escaping as her mare-hood dripped her fluid down her flank.
Pound stood over her proudly, knowing full well that he was in absolute control of the situation. Smiling devilishly, he poked and prodded his cock against her puffy mound, watching as she moaned and writhed beneath him, her hips jolting upwards from instinct to try to get him inside of her.
“Tell me you want it.” Pound whispered into her ear as he started pushing harder onto her pussy with his flare.
“Oh sweet Celestia I want it so badly!”
“Tell me you need it.”
“P-Pound I need it! I need it really badly!” She whined, wrapping her fore-hooves around his neck for a moment, almost forgetting her position in the situation and pulling him down. Luckily, she stopped herself just as her hooves reached his neck.
“Beg. Tell me how badly you need it, and what you want me to do to you.” He felt wrong for saying that, but it felt so right at the same time as he watched her expression change from desire to shock.
Reluctantly, she calmed her nerves as much as she could to try to get coherent words out of herself. After a moment of trying, she gave up and just yelled what came to her mind.
“Please, Pound! Rut me as hard as you can, fuck me until I’m brain-dead, jam that massive beast inside of me and ride me like it’s your last day! Damn it, pound my sorry ass with your cock like a manticore! Please, fuck me as hard as you can and make me scream!”
Pound stood in shock at the words she had said in her stupor of desire, making him shift his plans around. “Alright, let me get right to that…” She shut her eyes in anticipation as she felt him push against her again, but was extremely let down as he pulled away.
“As soon as I return the favor you did earlier.” He backed up into the spray of the still-hot shower water and watched as she slumped her limbs to the floor and grunted in frustration; but didn’t let her stay like that for long.
As soon as he got in range, he opened his mouth and jammed his tongue inside of her moist, puffy and red-tinted pussy as hard as he could, making her scream out in surprise and pleasure. He refused to stop at that with that reaction, and held onto her hind legs tightly with his fore-hooves as he thrashed his tongue around inside of her rapidly; her taste similar to that of the pumpkin eggnog he had earlier, which he was sure was going to haunt him.
Despite the similarity, he kept up his movements and gobbled on her vagina like he was licking the bottom of a pie plate, her continuous screams and moans keeping him going. As soon as he felt hooves on his head pushing his muzzle onto her crotch, he stopped all movements and pulled back immediately.
“No pushing!” He ordered, and pound quickly followed suit, pulling her fore-hooves to her chest and groaning. With a grin on his face, he continued with lighter licks on just the outside of her vagina, a small crimson taste adorning her natural flavors. He looked, and just as he expected, there was a small amount of blood from his tongue’s earlier penetration.
He delved his tongue into her depths one more, tasting and truly feeling the tight, fleshy walls that adorned her insides. He heard her scream his name as her breaths got deeper and faster, her entire lower body convulsing and her vagina squeezing harshly around his tongue as she rode out her orgasm.
Moments later, he had stepped up and realized how neglected his cock suddenly felt as he watched her writhe and moan, still riding the aftershock of her orgasm. “P-Pound, that was… Th-AAH!” He interrupted her by stuffing the first few inches of his rod into her slit, making her cry out in unexpected pleasure, her head jolting backwards, her mane following suit and slinging water as it went.
“P-Pound!” She silenced herself as she focused on the feeling of his pulsing, hot cock inside of her, even if it was only a small part of it.
“Let’s see… What was it you said? Something along the lines of ‘pound my sorry ass like a manticore’, right?” He smiled devilishly as he agonizingly slowly pushed himself deeper into her, giving her a good amount of time to get her mind together.
“Y-yes! Please!” As soon as she finished speaking, he pushed himself as deep as he could into her, immediately past his medial ring and pushing all the way to his base inside of her, her tight depths gripping hard on his member as his balls slapped loudly against her rump.
She screamed as the sudden intrusion into her body ripped apart her senses, making her limbs go limp as she kept gasping and moaning in rhythm to his sudden thrusts; her hooves bouncing along with her body. Pound kept reveling in the feeling of having his penis wrapped so tightly in a wet, fleshy prism, praying that he wasn’t dreaming as his balls kept painfully slapping against her flank.
He groaned as he kept pushing as hard as he could against her, trying desperately to keep a steady rhythm as he bounced atop her flank relentlessly; his mind in blinding ecstasy as pleasure rippled through him from his groin to his core and back.
He felt the familiar building pleasure in his groin as he thrust deeply into Pumpkin, and suddenly regained his conscience as he pulled completely out of her and let his pleasure subside, denying himself of his orgasm before he accidentally sprayed himself inside of her. The last thing they needed was for her to get pregnant from this.
“Pumpkin, turn around.” She opened her eyes for a moment, slowly following his command and laying on her chest and leaving her hind legs standing, putting her rump on display for him as she wagged her tail from side to side. “Prepare yourself, you asked for it.” Before she could turn to look at what he was talking about, he had already placed his fore-hooves on her flank and forced the tip of his erection into her anus.
She ground her teeth together and hissed as the feeling perturbed her mind, her lower body feeling a mixture of pain and pleasure from the intrusion. “Y-you told me yourself…” Pound continued, pushing his cock deeper into her ass.
“You told me yourself to ruin your sorry ass like a manticore. You’re just going to have to get what you asked for, aren’t you?” He pushed deep into her in a quick movement, her insides stretching around his length as her body kept resisting it.
“Yes!” She uttered hopelessly, wishing for her body to accept it like she wanted as he continued his thrusting, somewhat slower now that he was in such a tight hole. Her body shook with pleasure and pain alike with such a large object inserted into her anus.
Pound had never felt a pleasure like this before, it was making him go crazy with his thrusts, not even caring for the health of whatever he was fucking at the time. He thrusted repeatedly, his balls slapping her mound relentlessly as he kept pushing and pulling ferociously, his body relying on instinct to move. Quicker than he expected, he felt the returning build of pleasure in his groin, and gripped harder onto her flank.
“I-I’m coming, Pumpkin!”
“Come deep inside my ass, Pound! Cover my insides with your spunk!” Pumpkin yelled loudly as she experienced her second orgasm from just the expansion of her ass and the slapping against her mound, her body sucking every spurt of semen from his penis as he let himself go.
As the rollercoaster of pleasure came to an end, he backed up and let himself fall to his flank as he backed into the shower water-
Which made him yelp from the cold of the water, making him turn and fumble around with the levers in order to turn the water off as quickly as possible. He turned to the sound of snickering, and found that Pumpkin was giggling madly at him.
He blushed and stepped out of the tub and grabbed a towel, letting his erection shrink back into it’s sheath where it belonged. As he rubbed himself down with the towel, he felt his sister rub her head against his neck lovingly.
“Thank you, Pound. That was absolutely wonderful, you know… We should do it again sometime; maybe with me in charge instead.” She stuck out her tongue as she smiled at his blushing face. Her eyes widened in shock when his response was a kiss, with the feeling of his tongue against her lips.
She leaned against him and returned the kiss as well as she could, opening her mouth and letting his tongue in. They kissed for a few moments before they each had to tear themselves away in order to breathe. They laughed for a moment and dried themselves up, setting the towel beside the tub on the floor.
Pound opened the door so that he could let Pumpkin out, only to be greeted by their parents.
“Have fun in there?” They each said in unison as they smiled, watching their twins shake nervously in fear, trying desperately to come up with a response. “Don’t worry,” Their father started, walking over and putting a hoof on their shoulders. “I understand; but you could have been a bit quieter when you kept yelling out what you wanted, Pumpkin. And don’t think I’m not getting onto you too, Pound; you knew what you were making her do.”
“We’re sorry.” Pound and Pumpkin said in unison, the both of their heads falling in defeat and shame. Their parents giggled lightly, then went down the hall silently. The siblings looked down the hallway where they had went, nervously awaiting their inevitable punishment; but instead getting something different.
“Oh, Carrot, rut me like there’s no tomorrow!” They heard their mother mockingly shout, making the both of them scream in disgust and run to each of their rooms, hoping to get a bit of silent rest after their relief.
Author's Note
Hope you enjoyed!
This is one of the first attempts at writing my own personal fetish, so... yeah.
Awkward.
Let me know what you think!
Money Problems With Flavors of Eggnog
Author's Note
I made this as a short bonus chapter for all you people that enjoyed this and made it great!
Have this as my thanks.
Loud Awakening ((Bonus))
Carrot awoke in a rush, pushing the covers off of the bed entirely and waking up his wife in the process. Cup Cake tried to yell at her husband, but realized as quickly as she had been woken up that he was clearly distressed, and changed her anger to worry. "Carrot, wh-what happened?" She was still in a daze, so when she stood up to walk to him, she swayed dizzily.
"I-I heard Pu-Pumpkin yell. I have to ch-check." He swallowed nervously and stepped out of their room, pushing the door open effortlessly as his instinct shocked him wide awake.
"Are you sure?"
"Of course I am, honey." Carrot sighed, walking carefully and silently through the house, going to every room to make sure nothing was missing or broken. Then he heard it - another small scream - it had to be Pumpkin. He looked up the stairs to where it came from, and heard shower water running.
He let out a sigh of relief, letting his instinct - and himself - relax. "She's f~"
“Please, Pound!" Pumpkin's voice emanated from the bathroom loudly, catching the Cake's attention. "Rut me as hard as you can, fuck me until I’m brain-dead, jam that massive beast inside of me and ride me like it’s your last day! Damn it, pound my sorry ass with your cock like a manticore! Please, fuck me as hard as you can and make me scream!”
The Cakes stood there in shock and disbelief, hearing Pumpkin yell that out so brashly. Carrot was near the point of breaking into the room, but was stopped by Cup. "Wait!" She whispered, holding his ear by her teeth and keeping him still. "We need to figure out if she's actually having sex with him or not, she could be fantasizing." Carrot struggled slightly in her grip, but soon gave up and put his ear to the door.
"Alright, let me get right to that..."
"Fucking Pound." Carrot said in a grumbled whisper, grinding his teeth and rubbed his temple with his hooves, shutting his eyes tightly.
"She is in heat again, after all."
Carrot nearly jumped out of his skin and trampled down the door to the bathroom, only to be stopped by his wife and her stare of death. He lowered his head and drooped his ears in defeat, then started slowly walking down the stairs. Cup sighed and walked after him, talking normally now that they were out of hearing range of their children.
"It's fine, I'm sure they'll be safe. Pound is a smart stallion, you don't need to worry."
"Are you sure?"
"Of course I am, honey." She stuck her tongue out at him and smiled. "It's good for them to experiment with sex between themselves before going with other ponies. We certainly don't need some random stallion getting our daughter pregnant just because her heat is hitting her hard." Cup draped a hoof over Carrot's shoulders.
"You're right. I knew they were a close pair, but I didn't think they would get this close." He sighed, pulling Cup close. "What if things go too far, if they... If she actually-" Cup put a hoof on his lips, stopping him from talking.
"It'll be fine. I know it, they're both smart, they know what they're doing."
Several moments of silence, Carrot removed Cup's hoof from his shoulders and stood up, walking to the stairs. "C-Carrot?!" Cup rushed up to him curiously. "What are you-"
"I need to see if he's going to actually come inside of her or not."
Cup froze like a statue with a smile on her face as she watched him walk up the stairs and put his ear to the bathroom door again. She stifled a laugh as she followed his footsteps and did the same. From inside, fast, loud and wet slapping sounds were the only sound aside from gasping and moaning for the first while; then came a voice.
“Come deep inside my ass, Pound! Cover my insides with your spunk!” They each both felt relieved, yet disturbed at the closure of their curiosity, which only made them more curious in the end.
"A-anal?" Cup swallowed nervously, gazing at Carrot with wide eyes; realizing again that he had one of the best poker faces.
Carrot stepped away from the door and stood in-front of it, a smile creeping onto his face and his eyebrows converging to his face to make an evil glare. "Oh sweet Celestia... Carrot? Honey? What are you doing?" He motioned for her to come closer. Closer. Even closer.
Her face lit up like a stove eye as she nodded her head furiously, stifling her laughter as much as she could. She stood next to him and faced the door, forcing herself to calm her nerves. She smiled again as she heard the doorknob to the bathroom turn. Pound and Pumpkin were standing there like a robber that was being shown a tape of himself.
"Have fun in there?" They each said in unison, smiling as they watched their children fumble and blush. “Don’t worry,” Their father started, walking over and putting a hoof on their shoulders. “I understand; but you could have been a bit quieter when you kept yelling out what you wanted, Pumpkin. And don’t think I’m not getting onto you too, Pound; you knew what you were making her do.”
“We’re sorry.” Pound and Pumpkin said in unison, the both of their heads falling in defeat and shame. Carrot nodded to Cup and started walking away and down the stairs. Once out of sight, he tapped Cup on the shoulder, and she nodded, then cleared her throat and tried to stop herself from laughing.
“Oh, Carrot, rut me like there’s no tomorrow!” She yelled in a mocking shout to the staircase, shortly after, hearing the disgusted yells of her children as they ran to their rooms. Then, both Carrot and Cup let themselves laugh, letting the moment pass and their worries dissolve.
Cup walked past Carrot and gave him a slight whack in the face with her tail, cutting off his laughing and making him blush. "I wasn't really joking with that, come on." Cup walked into their room and waved her flank back and forth as she disappeared from his sight.
He sighed and followed her into their room, glancing at her for a moment as she laid on her side on the bed, watching him with glazed eyes. He walked up to her and climbed into bed, giving her a few small kisses across her body as he teased her. "I don't know... Kinda want a shower first... If you know what I mean."
"Oh you dirty devil." She punched him lightly on the shoulder before he hopped off the bed and walked to the bathroom with a smile on his face.
"Don't see what's so dirty about getting clean." He laughed, jumping into the bathroom in order to avoid her tackle for making such a bad joke. She joined him and thanked the heavens above that the bathrooms had separate water reserves, so they would have plenty of hot water for themselves.
