4 Villainesses vs Dusk Shine

Heated Nights

Elsewhere, Dusk Shine has finally managed to get some decent sleep. For the past 3 days, he was living in fear, thinking that in any moment, his arch rivals were going to come and fuck him before either enslaving him or killing him. In a desperate but daring act, he had risked writing a letter to the princesses asking for help. However, every time he had Spike send it, it came back with the same response.

'The Princess is unavailable at this time, please leave your name, return address of dragon fire and will get back to you as soon as possible. 'Beep'.

Beep? Why was there a beep? Where was the beep coming from? WHY A BEEP?!

Then he tried to get out of Ponyville, but not before a feeling of utter dread came to him as he felt that there was always somepony watching him. The feeling of being stocked, random ponies giving him looks and the occasional random items with 'faces' or 'eyes' peering at him.

He tried to go to his friends once more, but the fact they maintain a distance or even seemed… confused by Dusk's sudden attitude change, they either made some odd excuse they had to leave or they ignored his words and told him to speak to them in a more 'decent' exposure. This indicating that the heat and fluids from the villainesses still lingered in his coat.

He went to other ponies but that seemed to make it worse until the end. Heck, he even went to Zecora, maybe she could have found something or at least break through temptation and find some cure for him.

Half hour later….

That didn't end well… he was practically dragged in and Zecora all but pounced on him before she almost tried to fuck him sensibly. Not to say he didn't want to enjoy it, especially with the moves and potions she had but it was surprising. After which, she had quickly calmed down and apologized only to nearly drown him in her giant pot with a bunch of chemicals and mixes, all of which had some effect on him. The smell lingered, much to his chagrin, but can disappear for a while once he drank some positions she had prepared him. She then endlessly apologized to him about it, though she had mentioned something about the 'end coming' and how she has not been with a male at all. After which, forced him into a deep kiss, tongue and all before she kicked him out of her hut, sending off on his way.

Left more sore and hurt on his flank then confused… and physically drained, he ventured home, hoping to find something to find someway to break himself free of the villainesses and their sexual, murderous nature. He had sent Spike off to the 'Crusaders' to stay with them a bit while he figured some kind of solution. Clearly, he couldn't reach the princess via 'dragon mail' nor could he send a carrier or even 'Dreamscape' to get a message to Luna. Clearly, they were playing all the angles until either they won Dusk over or until he fully submitted himself over to them.

Either way, he wouldn't allow that to happen. Having spent every waking moment to try to keep himself from being raped again, had left him physically and mentally exhausted. His eyes were heavy and his magic was waning. Food or what could be called food with his cooking, now that Spike wasn't here, helped… somewhat. Sandwiches, canned food and even snacks here and there filled his belly and replenished some energy but it felt never enough.

The night was coming again and he feared so badly for his body if not mind. Somehow he knew that they were going to come back for him. Either tonight or tomorrow and judging by the way his back was tingling and he felt the darkness creeping ever so closely by Celestia's sun lowering, it was tonight.

With all his might he quickly created a magical barrier around his home, the dome of the magic formed from atop of his tree-home, before cascading down to the floor. Then he added another layer of anti-magic to the shield so no magical beings could get in.

Panting, he somewhat slumped on the floor.

“No Shining Armor spell, but it will work, thanks bro.” With that, he eased his way up the stairs to his bed, hoping to at least get a decent amount of sleep. The barrier while draining, would only take little magic from him as he slept or if he could get sleep.

Even as he prepared his eventful sleep, the dark eyes of the night skies watch through the window, patiently waiting for the stallion to sleep. More or less, she waited until he was settled before pouncing on him, as he was her prey, her ‘little’ hunger to be satisfied.

The burning need still lingered in her body, her hungry eyes kept her sights on the prize, the one that was soon to be hers for the night. She was in need of release so much right now, her nether regions aching for dear Dusk's stallionhood. The mare of the moon couldn't wait to pounce on that lavender stallion, and make him bend to her will, pleasing her like it was no tomorrow. But she had to be a bit more patient. The shield though strong it might be, was easier to slip through in a simple slit of the shield. Dusk’s energy was waning a bit so a flicker here and then would allow her body, in mist form, to slip easily through.

Though from the window, she could sense the worry in him. The utter dread of what is to come, the fear that lingered in his soul as the day when the four goddesses would come for him, tear him apart, breaking his will, subduing his body and controlling his mind as they use him to conquer Equestria.

The all too Equine chill returned as she quickly found an opening in through the shield, a moment that allowed her to easily slip in, right as the violet shield quickly closed around her.

She saw Dusk putting up the shield spell, knowing that he was hoping to repel against any of the villainesses with plans to rape him. Unfortunately for him, that was never going to stop the likes her, or any of the others who were out to make sure he was theirs and theirs alone.

She had to admit though, Dusk had indeed grown quite strong since the last time they met in the old castle of the two sisters at the Everfree Forest. Nevertheless though, she had no time to waste, and began to put her plan into action.

Slipping through the window crack, she watched from a distance as Dusk had finally settled in for the night, a small content smile on his lips was present. He embraced his blanket tightly over his body before sighing in peace.

Now was the time…

Slowly manifesting over the bed, the mist became solid as she took form and the bed around him creaked at the added weight.

More or less, Dusk was now aware of the presence in his room and sighed, not even bothering to open his eyes.

“And here I thought I would finally get some sleep tonight.”

Even though Dusk Shine's eyes were still closed he could feel the condescending grin on Nightmare’s face.

“Sorry to disappoint but the sleep is for the weak. Besides, you had three days to rest, surely a little romp right now wouldn’t be that taxing.”

He opened his left eye half way, gazing at the towering form of Nightmare Moon over his bed.

“Also your shield could be a bit better though it might not help that you are sleep deprived.”

“Again,” snarked Dusk. “I was hoping to get at least one decent day of sleep before I die you know.” His attitude couldn’t be anymore harsh and his voice was hoarse. “You guys… girls…. Whatever, have cut me off from my friends, my family, the princesses so can you allow me some moment of peace?”

Nightmare slowly lowered her head to his, bringing her condescending grin closer.

“Hmm, maybe we should have taken those three days back and rut you stupid then. That way, we could have left you totally and utterly exhausted while we conquered Equestria and be too powerless to stop us.”

“So why didn’t you?” asked Dusk, his sleep all but forgotten now. “Why… for the last three days have you and the others not do anything but block my messages, prevent me from leaving town or even allowing me and my friends to communicate, when at that time you could have conquered the world at this point and I would still be unable to stop you?”

Nightmare gave a small annoyed sigh.

“Because Eris is an idiot, Silhouette is a grouch and Chrysalis more or less likes to play with ponies as their loved ones. Each one couldn’t handle something as simple as conquering the world if it was hoofed over to them on a silver plate. Believe it or not, they are powerful, but they are all still idiots.”

In the Everfree…

All three Villainesses sneezed as one.

“The fuck? It felt like someone just talked shit about me.” spoke Eris as she summoned a handkerchief.
“No, I felt that too. This is the second time that has happened and I don’t even know whom it was!” growled Chrysalis as she wiped her hoof across her nose.

“Oh you mean the first time was in the other storyline where it was Spike and something about an interview with Twilight?”

“What the Tartarus are you talking about?”

Eris waved her lion paw at her.

“Nothing that would make you sane… err any more insane if I told you.”

“If we knowing about it might make us insane, then it's a wonder that you are the craziest one of us all.” Commented Silhouette. She was the only one who didn’t wipe her nose, rather using her magic to remove to cover her sneeze.

“True.” commented Eris “I have been around the neighbouring universes a lot. I have seen some crazy shit.”

“Speaking of crazy,” spoke Chrysalis. “Maybe should go spy on our little moony and see how she is handling our Dusk Shine.”

“But won't she get like really, really mad?” questioned Eris.

“Who cares,” Silhouette retorted, “besides I want to see just how Dusk can handle the likes of Nightmare Moon in bed.”

With that, the three villainesses took off from the cave to find their target.

Nightmare Moon had used her magic to restrain Dusk while she got ready. She stood up on all fours and began to put on a show, or at least attempt at one. She started by slowly removing her helmet, using her hooves to do so. Once removed, she shook her head from left to right, making her mane wave as she did. She then got to working on her shoes, shaking them off one at a time until completely bare hoof. Then came her breastplate, this time using her magic to take away the piece of armor. She had removed every piece of clothing of her body, beholding the mare’s birthday suit to Dusk Shine, seeing her in all her glory. He had blushed at the display she had put on for him, and was slowly growing a half erection. While ponies never wore clothes, it didn’t mean that ponies weren’t knowledgeable of what the action was. Nightmare Moon all but grinned seeing she had gotten the effect she had wanted. She had then all but removed the blanket from Dusk, as she had completely lowered herself to the stallion, their bodies making full contact and the Night Goddess all but rubbing herself on him.

“So, I take it you're in heat?” asked Dusk. The display was a nice little act but the smell in the room all but lingered of heat. The unusual display of such an act, the stripping, the fact that she wasn’t all there… had Dusk all but barely trying keeping himself from full arousal. He was still sleep deprived but his nose was working too well. “You just want a little romp then?”
She cooed at him, constantly rubbing herself on him slowly, his half erection rubbing between her legs. The small drippings of her juices slowly falling onto his shaft, coating it in her essence. “And I just got Zecora to getting rid of the smell too.” He spoke casually at her as she continued to get him more aroused.
“Hmm, it's a wonder our stench lingers so little off of you.” she licked along side of his cheek, causing him to shiver and his cock to pulse once more.
“Though personally, I don’t mind covering you in me… all… over… again... “ she spoke into his ear. Dusk wanted to repel, he wanted to fight her, get her away from him. But the restraints, the lack of energy, and the lingering heavy aroma of a heated mare, left him all but weak.
“Well… at least you can’t get pregnant.” he spoke. Her rubbing stopped for a moment before continuing. She hesitated.
“What makes you so sure?” she asked. His shaft was fully erected at this point and her lips would make an occasional pass over his tip. “Your a stallion, I’m a mare, a mare in heat that is.”
“You’re an Alicorn, a powerful deity, more magic then pony at this point I figure. What is a pony to a goddess?”
“A tool.” she answered almost right away. “A tool to be used by his goddess. An instrument to be played with, an item to be craved, a toy waiting to be used fully.”
“And this ‘toy’ you’re playing with, expects you to satisfy you only?”
“And give me a foal.” The word sent an all too heavy chill down his spine however, he remained stoic… for the most part.
“Again, I don’t think that I could get you pregnant if i wanted too.” He then gazed into her eyes to see that hers met his. There was a want in there, a need. Something so few mares actually think about when it comes to their heat. The choice of just getting a quick rut or actually going through with it and having a foal in the process.

But here, here in the eyes before him, the once cold and calculating eyes, was nothing but lust and need. Lust for deprivation and need for something much more than that.

“What do you expect out of me?” he asked.
Her act of rubbing himself on her all but ceased as she look into him. Both of them were fully aroused, manes & tails limp, coats drenched in sweat, still breathing a bit heavily from the acts but they gazed into another’s eyes.
“What I expect out of you…” she spoke, though it sounded more like a question. “What i expect out of you is to give me what i want.” she answered almost angrily though there was a whine in her voice.
“A foal?” he asked.
“Something to love.” she said. Her voice started to sound cracked. “I want something to love, somepony to love me back.”
“You think that is me?” She didn’t answer. She just looked at him before turning her head. Just as she did, she saw the movements of shadow by the windows.
‘The girls,’ she thought. She growled. No, she needed the moment between them only. Growling she fired her horn straight up into the ceiling and added her magic to Dusk’s, increasing the shield many times fold.
The reaction was instant as it send the three Villainesses flying out from the shield and making it impossible to see on the inside.

Landing on the street, the girls looked at the tree and the newly, stronger shield.

“Well, there goes our entertainment.” commented Eris. “Looks like she wants this to be only her show.”
“Figures,” commented Chrysalis. “That mare had him all aroused and then stopped. All for what? A few words?”

“No, not a few word, feelings.” commented Silhouette.

The other looked at her. Her gaze stayed at the Golden Oaks Library. “She is trying to tell Dusk what she wants, what she craves, not just lust but something more. She is seeking something that we all want but cannot receive willingly.”

“And that is?”

“Love. She wants love. Whether she admits it or not, she wants love. True and passionate love. Whether it might be from Dusk, or the foal she may give birth to. Might be neither since Dusk has been raped by her or that none of us could get pregnant with him or anypony for that matter.”

“How do you figure that?” asked Eris, crossing her arms. “An hour ago, you were screaming all but joy at the thought of screwing this guy silly for one and now… now you're all philosophical.”
“It was… in the heat of the moment.” she answered a bit hesitantly. “But none the less, that applies for us all.” she turned to them. “A normal stallion wouldn’t be able impregnate us all if we rutted a thousand of them on our heat’s… if we got them.
Nightmare is mostly magic now, only having some aspects of a real body. Luna having been trapped on the moon for a millennium more or less was in heat at the time, deciding to go in sleep while Nightmare Moon was in control. The magic that is Nightmare Moon is what held on for the millennium and didn’t need normal pony things to survive.”
She paused. She then turned back to the tree.
“She would need a huge amount of magic for her to be impregnated. The same… for us all. Me, I would need dark magic… to be pregnant, more or less, magic that is dark but not necessarily evil. On an emotional level, whether lust, anger, happy, or so on, it would help me. Eris could bring out anything in that belly of hers and call the disgusting thing life...”
“Hey! Not everything coming out of my belly is disgusting!”
“Not anything normal that is for sure.” commented Chrysalis.
“...And it would not be a real foal.” Continued Silhouette. “If Dusk were to release say an uncontrollable blast of magic during the climax, there is a chance she could be pregnant. Last, you Chrysalis, would be the only one whom might be able to get pregnant without much needed magic.”
“Love is still a required substance,” she spoke. “Yes, I could get any stallion to couple with but it's love that would make it a healthy changeling.”
“And if you seeked a praetorian?” asked Silhouette. Chrysalis paused before sighing.
“I would need true love and an unbreakable bond for both me and my hatchling for them to become a true grub/foal of mine.”

The silence that followed left them all a bit disheartened and saddened.

Back in the library…

Nightmare Moon and Dusk had been staring at one another for awhile now and the mood that had started earlier was all but gone, though the lingering smell of Nightmare’s heat had kept Dusk’s arousal in full wake. Nightmare had allowed her feelings to pour through her enemy, to a stranger, to someone who hates her.

Yet, there was no malice, nor tease, nor hate of any kind upon Dusk Shine’s face. Rather, he looked at her with some remorse and pity. Almost as if sorry for her.

“I don’t know what to say.” Dusk finally breaking the silence that was with them. “I don’t know…”

Nightmare was still close to him, their bodies still pressed against one another. Their emotions mixed and their minds high off their odors.

“Don’t say anything.” spoke Nightmare. “I know what I did to you and your friends is unforgivable. I can’t take it back but… I want this… need this.”

Dusk looked upon her in question.

“You want a foal that I can't give you. You do not even possess a full body. It’s something I noticed since you came back.”

She allowed a growl to work her throat.

“Yes, I know. I am only a part of what i am. I don’t eat, i don’t sleep, yet, I can still feel, i can get into heat! I can be aroused! I Still feel desire!” Her voice raised. “How is that fair? How is that fair?!” She turned her anger towards Dusk. “I sat for a millennium on the moon with Luna and suffered for it. Then I come back only to have you nearly kill me off! I was barely a magical construct when I returned. This body is only half of what I really am! How can I enjoy what I am if I am not a pony! How can I bare a foal if my body is not all there! What is the point of me conquering this Faust forsaken land if I cannot be loved for who I am!?”

With that she latched her lips on to his, forcing him into a deep kiss. Dusk tried to get away from it, growing fearful of her angry attitude. Her bonds held just as strong as she forced her body onto him once more. She began grinding her lower body onto his shaft, instantly having his shaft brush against her lips.

Despite the monologuing that had happened between them, the arousal never left Dusk and his shaft had remained half erect. Now, it was slowly recovering as continued her angry assault on his body. Dusk tried to get her off him, pushing his chest against her to get her off but her larger and stronger body kept him down.

As she finally parted her lips away from him, she growled.

“I don’t care if I have to drain you completely dry, I will get what I want!”

With that, she used her magic to align his rigid shaft with her dripping lips. By the gods was she wet! He fluids dripped from her lips on to his shaft or ran down her legs. She gave a vicious grin.

“I hope you will at least enjoy this because I know I will!” She then plunged straight down on his shaft, making both of them howl. Nightmare howled in total ecstasy and Dusk howled at both the pain and pleasure that was Nightmare’s walls.
“Oh Faust!” she cried. “So Good! So… wonderful!”
Dusk was a helpless mess, writhing around as Nightmare had buried herself in him. His pre had began coating her walls, drenching to the sides and escaping out if any space was made.
She had managed to take his full shaft, deep into her belly, noting the large bulge that could be seen. She moaned as she felt him throbbing her belly, his pride so well within her.

“A Virgin No More,” she sang. She sat up completely on top of him gaining an inch she could into him before lowering her body back down to his chest. Her face over his. “How does it feel?”

Still trying to gain some thought back into his mind, he gave a small moan of pain. “So tight.”

She grinned.

“Don't fear, you'll get used to it. You might even end up liking it.”

“I can’t… not knowing that you are just doing it for your own, not for me.”

Her grin dropped. Rising her end so just the tip remained, she lowered it slowly back down, causing Dusk all but withered and moan at the pleasure. “I am getting what i want.” she said matter of factly. “I need this. No one else will give me it.”

“And it's because of this,” he managed to speak. “You’ll never find someone. The only other pony who would be willing to deal with you is me.”

“You make it sound like you are trying to appeal to my inner pony.” she said. She then started a slow symphony as she rose and lowered her body on his shaft. There juices mingled in her body, the soft sound of their bodies grinding against one another was heard and their hearts began to rise.

“I am trying!” he spoke. He gave a soft sigh as his shaft once more disappeared inside of her. “I want to try to get to… ugh… to get you to understand that… ahh! That you don’t have to do this!”

Nightmare stopped.

“What? That you are going to allow me to use you?”

He shook his head, somewhat relieved that she stopped.

“No, i want you to understand that if you just needed somepony to love, if you needed someone to care for you, as a friend, that i would have been willing to listen. That maybe we could have... worked something out.”

She snorted and began rising her body again.

“I doubt that. You would have thrown me at the princess the first chance you got. You wouldn’t have given me or any of the others a chance! What makes now so different? That I have you in between my legs and moaning?”

He didn’t respond, rather he reached his head up and latched his lips onto hers. She stopped, caught off by surprise and enjoyed the kiss before he separated. The kiss was genuine and the affection more so. Despite the awkward way he was being held by his hooves, he made the kiss wonderful.

“The fact that if you could have easily at any point come and torture me, that you could have ended me, raped me none stop or use my friends completely against me. You chose not to hurt my friends, although you did keep them away from me, you made it so that they wouldn’t get in the way.

You also cared to show your feelings to me, which i am sure was not easy to do, and asked for me something which is precious. I know I can’t give you a foal, I know that we enemies or were, but, right now, I just want to know if you can care for someone and see if they can care back.”

She started silently at him, not responding right away. Rather, she felt something stirring in her heart as she contemplated what he said to her. Here he was, buried eight inches deep inside of her body, rigid and all, and having taking away his virginity by force, he was still willing to give her a chance. He was asking if she was willing to take his kindness and no proceed or do it so they both enjoy it.

A tear ran down her face as she nodded.

“If I can care for somepony, if I know that I care enough to have them love me back, I would. I would give it all up, everything, to have them care back.”

Her binds disappeared over his body and he felt more at ease as her demeanor calmed. She was about to leave him, slowly rising from him, but a hoof on her hip stopped her.

“Do you really want to stop?” he gave a small sheepish grin. “I mean, we both are already… you know and I can’t imagine that you are still in heat.”

She gave a small smile in return.

“So… you wish to continue this then?”

“I wish to do it so we both enjoy it.”

“And then what?”

He gave a shrug. He brought her head down to his.

“Then from there we’ll see.” He brought his lips once more onto hers and this time, they both enjoyed. Nightmare lowered herself back onto his shaft before rising up once more and taking it back down into her depths.

The two ponies held one another as their heated passions began in full bloom. Nightmare’s hips met his and he met hers, now adding his own to it. From their passion, their moans and noises filled the room in their ecstasy.

Nightmare’s walls massaged his shaft at every moment that had him entering her body. His shaft pulsed, running his length in and out of her body, meeting from every angle and running across their skins.

The juices that fell from her walls showered his shaft in her fluids and landed on the bed. Every thrust was a loud squelching sound echoed the room, every slap of body was heard with a wet smack, their tongues danced in each other’s mouth, their bodies moved in almost perfect unison as the mating between the two became a love making.

Dusk gave it all now, for the first in so many days, burying himself inside of Nightmare, matching each trust as she slammed herself on top of his body. Her moans were only heard whenever their lips separated to catch their breaths only to dive back in.

At one point Nightmare had been so lost in her lust, she never noticed that Dusk had lighten his horn and began working other parts of her body. Massaging her wings with his magic, he touched the sensitive spots(he guessed by which ever caused her body to arch or to moan at), he reached in between them, managing to also massage her teats, pulling and kneading them.
“Oh Dusk!” she cried out. The ecstasy that she was in was bringing her to tears, having never experienced so much pleasure from a single pony. He had buried his face into her neck, doing his best to thrust into her body, every penetration bringing them closer and closer to total climax. Their juices had all but completely drenched their lower bodies and most of the bed.
Nightmare was getting close, really close! Oh how close she was! Her walls were clamping down hard on his shaft, squeezing him as deep as she could.

“Dusk!” she gasped. “Please! PLEASE! Don’t stop! I am… almost there!”

He grunted and grabbed her hips hard, pounding harder than ever before, using any and all remaining strength to bring them both to a climax. It was getting harder though for him as her walls kept gripping him and refusing to let go.

He was there! He was so close! Using hard, deep thrust, he pounded into her walls, burying his shaft deeply and painfully, he growled and gave a final thrust.

Nightmare gave a gigantic cry of total ecstasy as she squeezed him for all he was worth, her body finally reaching its point as she came harder than she has ever cum before, completely drenching and coating his shaft with her secretions.

Dusk in reply grunted one last time, burying himself deep in her, final allowing the release of his seed deep into her belly. A powerful burst was release followed by another and another and another, multiple times over and over again. His seed coated her walls, filling her to the brim with fluids. He held onto her tightly, making sure he emptied out anything in his arsenal into her womb before grunting and finally, letting go. Knowing that he might pop out, she quickly lowered himself back onto him, letting his shaft linger in her womb.

Both parties panted heavily as they came off their high. Their minds a million miles away and yet, they were both right next to each other. Their fluids dripped almost endless out of Nightmare’s cunt and her body still twitched and spasmed now and then.

Despite only having a part of a functioning body and mostly made of magic, Nightmare Moon felt her whole soul, mind and all, feel complete. Her body was numb from ecstasy, her mind was clouded in lust and her soul felt lighter, much more lighter. And through all this, the tears never stopped.

She had fallen on top of him, though he didn’t seem to mind as his face was buried in her chest and her head over his, she held onto him, hoping, praying that he would not leave her or let her go.

Dusk noticed through the haze of her… change in attitude, he wrapped his arms around her and held her.
“I… That… was… wow.” he couldn’t even form words to express what he had felt.
Nightmare murred a bit, her chest almost purring closing her eyes in content.
“Yes, it was… amazing.” she said softly. She then raised her head to look into his eyes. Leaning in, she gave him a deep kiss. She slowly separated, allowing a string of saliva to be made between them. She licked it up and gave him a warm smile. “Thank you. I have never said to anyone in a thousand years but… thank you, Dusk Shine.”
“Your welcome. I hope that… despite what was wrong between us before, is over with.”
She brushed her head against his.
“I wish it to be true but the others… not so much.” She dropped her smile and her head back down over his. “They will still come after you. Revenge is in their minds.”
Dusk sighed beneath her, drinking in her aroma that had occupied them within the last half hour. He rubbed her back, gently brushing her sides and wings. His shaft long gone back into his pouch.
“Will you be there by my side to stop them?” he asked.
Nightmare didn’t answer, rather she turned her body to the side pulling him so that now, they were both lying on their sides. His violet eyes met her blue eyes. They stared at each other for a few moments. Their love making was questionable at best but their hearts were scattered and their minds not even in the same plane of existence now.
“Ill try to convince that maybe… maybe we should let you be. Work together to find a solution.”
“Will it work?”
“There is no peace before war, Dusk. Though now that brings it to us. What about us? What are we? What will we do?” she paused.
“I… honestly don’t know? Enemies with benefits?” he joked.
“Are we?” Her tone so serious.
Dusk sighed.
“Do you really want to know, or do you wish to wait tomorrow to find out?”
“There might not be a tomorrow.” she answered.
“And yet, I have no answer today. We just had sex, first you tried to rape me, the got emotional then you were angry and now… now we had amazing sex. I kissed you, you returned it and… I don’t know. I don’t hate you anymore, i like you know but anything else. I think we need time… both of us. I can’t say i love you, i Can’t. I can say that you are amazing, you are caring and that maybe, we can become something else.”
She stared at him, not commenting or anything but she did felt a bit relieved and somewhat more happy than before.
“It's what I expected from you.”
“I just wish we had time.”
She sighed and nodded.
“As do I.” Leaning in, she brought him close to another kiss before bring his head to her chest, rubbing it against her. “Just promise you’ll be here tomorrow morning.”
“I can promise that.”

Author's Note

Shout out to The Fallout Pony and NexusDragon for being my co-writers/editors!
I could not have finally finished this without them!!!
Also thank XXAngeLuciferXX for the amazing and beautiful coverart! It matches with the story and it will stick around forever and more.
Sorry it took so long and this is one of the most difficult chapaters i have written so please forgive the lateness of this. With that being said, this is the second to the last chapter before the Epilogue hits and the story ends.
Once again thank you all for you support and love