Resurrection
Things Start Looking Up, Sort Of
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"Why are you such a smartass?"
"Oh, i'm the smartass, huh?"
SMACK!!!
"Oi, hey! What's wrong with you!"
"You're the one who wanted to mouth off! So why don't you just shut up?"
"All right, that's it! You're going down, Sarcasm!"
WHAM!!!
He falls. We're drunk from our time at the bar. I DJ, we get drunk, we get in a fight… normal Sunday. Vinyl normally calms me down after this sort of thing. I just hit him with a chair, and he fell unconscious. So now, I have to carry him home so that Pinkie can take care of him. I also feel like a total shitbag. Which sucks.
I dump him on the porch of Sugarcube Corner and ring the doorbell. Pinkie immediately opens the door and scoops him up. "Thanks, Hurricane." I shrug. I saunter home, slowly, so that Vinyl won't worry. Christy, I think. What am I gonna do? Meh. I'll deal with that when i'm home.
I walk in the apartment and notice that the TV is off. "Vinyl?" I call. "Up here!" she calls back. She sounds like she's got something planned. I trot up the stairs. "You up here?" "Yeeeees." I open the door to our room and poke my head in. I walk in, looking all around me. I didn't notice Vinyl coming up behind me. She catches me by surprise and pushes me onto the bed. Rolling onto my back, look up at her. She grins. Slowly, she crawls over me so that her face is right on top of mine. I can feel her warn breath on my nose. Her deep violet eyes level with mine, she nuzzles me on the neck. We snuggle for a minute, then she pulls her head away. "Are you just teasing me," I say. "Or are we gonna get down to business?" She licks my cheek in answer. I roll over, so that i'm on top of her. She wraps her hooves around my neck. She pulls me close and whispers in my ear, "let's do it."
I pull her in for a kiss. I press my lips firmly onto hers. She presses back. I bring my hooves down from her head to her hips, rubbing them along her sides. I hear a giggle from Vinyl. I smile. I bring my hooves down a little further and caress her legs. I get a soft moan as a reward. Bringing a hoof between her hindlegs, I tease her. She moans, louder this time. She runs a hoof through my mane and brings the other one down to my back. I shudder. "Oh come on," she says. "Pick up the pace!"
We kiss again, this time locking together. I line myself up to her. "Are you sure?" I ask. "Oh hell yeah." I penetrated her, thrustng my stallionhood into her marehood. I held it in for a moment, then pulled out. Her eyes got really wide. "Ohhh… do it again." So I did. Multiple times, actually. Off we went, on and on for what seemed like hours. My eyes rolled back into my head. I moaned out of sheer pleasure. She started gasping for air. "H-hurricane," she said. "I th-think i'm gonna- Unnh!" She started to buck her hips under me. She closed her eyes. With every thrust, she made moan of pleasure. "H-hurricane! Unhh! Uhh! Ohhh…" I blew a load of seed into her marehood. "Ahhh… hmmmh… ooh." Another. "Uhh… AHHHWMMPPH!" I cut her off with a hard kiss. She moaned really loud into me. After a while of that, she finally relaxed. I stopped at the same time.
She opened her eyes. "Wow," she said. "That felt good… can we go again?" I chuckle and roll off of her. "Sorry Vinyl. We gotta get SOME sleep." "Yeah, I guess."
When I wake up, I see the back of Vinyl's head. Her two-tone green mane was ruffled from last night. Ahh… last night. Freaking good night, that was. So, I wake up to a green mane in my face, the smell of sweat and sex filling my nose. I recoil, and get up to take a shower. The feeling of hot water on my body felt wonderful. I sighed. Too bad I have a gig early in the morning. "What time is it," I hear Vinyl say in the other room. I check the clock on the sink. "Seven fifteen, Vinyl. Doncha want breakfast?" She jumped right out of bed at that point.
I headed to the club where I had my early gig. Who goes to a club in the morning, though? I walk in and see that it's not much of a "dance" kind of club. "A gentlecolt club!" I said with disbelief. "Oh nononononononononono! I do not DJ at gentlecolt clubs!" I promptly left. I walked to Sugarcube Corner. Man, I was peeved. Banging on the door angrily, I yelled, "Sarcasm get out here!" He opened the door. "Mmph, what?" "We're going to Sweet Apple Acres!" He trotted out. We set off. I ran ahead. When we got there, I burst into the barn. "AJ!" I yelled. "Yes?" she answered. "Where's Jey?!" "In the orchard buckin' apples! Well, he's attempting to, anyway. Whatcha need 'im for?" I was already gone. "Jey! Jey! Where are you?" I herad a THUNK!
We followed the noise. We saw Jey on the ground with an apple by his head. "Ouch…" "Jey," I said. "Dude come on. Jey!" I smacked him. He sat right up. "What?" he asked. "Come on," Sarcasm said. "Hurricane is pissed about something. Best not to ask questions." I hit him.
"Unless you have a good reason, you shouldn't be interrupting my poker game. I'm winning." I scowl. Sarcasm answers her befor I say something screwed up. "Spades, Hurricane is pissed about something. I am definitely not asking questions yet, and I advise you do the same." "Oh." So we rounded up the gang. Spades, Sarcasm, Jey and I. I was gonna do something incredibly stupid and rash.
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