Restless in Hoofington

The door to Rune and Autumn’s house swings open, the handle glowing a light blue, as the younger unicorn steps in first with the rest of her magical focus holding onto a vanilla ice cream cone. Her mother steps in after, happily licking off a bit of her strawberry one.

The mare lets out a happy sigh as she enters their home, closing the door behind them. “Ah; home, family, and ice cream. I can’t think of a better combination at the moment.”

Autumn giggles. “Somewhere to sit down would also be welcome.” She carefully slides her saddlebags off, leaving them by the door to get later. “Is it fine to eat these on the couch?”

“Just watch your drippings,” Rune replies casually, floating her own bags down the hall and into her room. “And no being playful and dabbing it onto each other’s noses. I’d rather not end up sticky right now.”

“Fiiiiiine...” the young unicorn whines, smiling nonetheless as she makes her way to the couch and sits down, holding her cone steadily.

Getting down to the actual cone of her treat, Rune takes a small nibble of it, crunching thoughtfully before speaking. “So, out of curiosity, have you been practicing with your new water extracting shield we worked on?”

“Yep!” Autumn replies happily. “I think I’ve finally got it down. I tried it last time I showered, and it worked perfectly.”

“Excellent work, sweetie!” The green unicorn leans over and nuzzles her. “I knew you could do it. What do your friends think of it?”

Her daughter nuzzles back. “I haven’t shown them yet. Haven’t really had an opportunity to. I don’t exactly shower in front of Alloy or...Night...” She blushes a bit as she thinks about that.

Rune giggles. “I’m fairly certain school showers are still one giant room for the whole gender, plus you three did bathe together last weekend. Oh, I bet that must have been adorable…”

“W-Well...their gym classes are at different times than mine...” Autumn tries to stay focused enough to continue the conversation, but mental images clearly have other ideas. “And last weekend was really fun...”

Her mother swishes her tail. “Oh, did you enjoy the camping that much? Maybe you should gather them and recreate that weekend then.”

The young unicorn giggles, starting to give in to her mind’s desire to wander. “I’d love to recreate that...”

Rune pauses a moment at the tone, but continues regardless. “I’m glad you have so much fun with your friends, sweetie. It’s good for you to have those sorts of bonds.”

“Definitely fun...” She starts to regain control of her thoughts and blushes madly before starting to lick her abandoned ice cream again to keep herself from continuing to blurt things out.

“Oh, that reminds me…” The older unicorn take another bite of her cone, licking out the ice cream stuck inside. “You’re still doing that little fashion show for me once we eat, right?”

Autumn nods. “I still need to try it on anyway to make sure it fits, so sure. Then I can figure out if I want to show Night or not.”

Rune raises an eyebrow knowingly at this. “Oh? Expecting quite the reaction from her?”

“I hope so.” She smiles.

“Well, now I’m curious.” The mother pops the rest of her cone into her mouth. “What kind of reaction are you expecting? Well, I assume it involves hugs in some way if I know that filly.”

“Um...yeah, hugs sounds about right.” Autumn nods, glancing away. “Something like that, yeah.”

Tilting her head, Rune questions this. “Autumn… is something wrong?” Her daughter just shakes her head in response. “Is there… something you want to talk about?”

“I-It’s nothing bad,” Autumn tries to assure her. “Just...if I tell you, promise not to tell anypony else? At least for a while?”

“Of course, sweetie.” The mare brings her into a hug, keeping an eye on her ice cream, ready to catch it if it falls. “You know you can trust me.”

Nodding, the young unicorn takes a moment to figure out how to word what she wants to say. “Well...you know how Night and I have been hanging out a lot?”

“Yes, you and she seem to be getting along famously.” Rune nods.

“Well...” Her face takes on a red tint. “...we’re kind of...together.”

Her mother blinks. “Oh… oh! Well, that might explain why you’ve been hanging out so much… and why you’re so giggly when she comes up in conversation. Umm… how long, sweetie?”

“Just a week, now...” She fidgets nervously. “Sorry for not telling you...we just weren’t sure how to come out about it.”

Rune just laughs, bringing her into another hug. “Oh, sweetie, I could never be mad at you for that! I’m just happy you found somepony that makes you happy!” She pauses a moment. “She… does make you happy, right?”

Autumn smiles and hugs back. “Definitely.”

“Good.” She smiles. “I’m glad, but I still need we all need to have a talk, then… about this. Nothing bad, I just want to address her properly as my daughter’s special somepony.”

The filly frowns a bit. “You’re not going to scare her, are you?”

The green mare looks away sheepishly. “Maybe for a moment… but it’s all good things after that, I swear!”

“Mom...” Autumn groans. “She’s really easy to frighten or upset...please don’t make her cry...”

“I would never do that… unless the unthinkable happened.” Rune smiles reassuringly. “I just have to do my single mom duties. I promise I won’t make her cry.”

“Alright...but I’m going to be there, and I won’t be happy if she does.” Sighing, the young unicorn relaxes on the couch, leaning against her mother. “She’s been kind of jumpy lately, too...”

“Really? Like how?” A green hoof comes up and strokes Autumn’s mane.

Her daughter smiles at the petting. “Well, I hugged her by surprise today, and she started pushing me away for a second...usually she takes any hugs she can. I figured she was just tired, but she might be nervous about something instead...”

“Maybe she’s just nervous about being together with you?” Rune offers. “She might be inexperienced in this sort of thing.”

“Maybe...but that just makes me even more nervous about your talk with her.” She sighs. “We arranged for me to go over to her place tomorrow...maybe you could come with me and have the talk then? She might feel more comfortable if it’s her own house.”

Tilting her head back and forth, the mare replies. “Well, I’d be okay with that, but what about her parents? I’d have to be sure they’re okay with me being there. Actually… do you think they know yet?”

“She only lives with her father, and I doubt she would’ve told him...it was her who wanted to hold off on telling anypony.” Autumn thinks, then shakes her head. “I’m assuming you’re the only one to know, besides us.”

“I’ll have to be careful with my words then.” Thinking for a moment, the mare raises a hoof. “Actually, as much as I want to have these conversations as soon as possible, perhaps it’d be best if you asked Night what she prefers? Just so you aren’t just springing this on her because of me.”

“I guess so...alright then.” She nods. “I’ll ask tomorrow, and maybe bring her over on Sunday or after school next week, and we can sort it out then.”

“Alright then… now, do I get to see your outfit before you go try and seduce your marefriend with it?” Her tone switch from parental to teasing is almost instant.

Autumn blushes madly. “Mooooom!”

Giggling like a schoolfilly, Rune covers her mouth with a hoof. “What? I can see all the lines I need to read between now.”

The filly buries her face in her hooves and almost curls up, the hold on her almost-melted ice cream wavering a bit. “Please stop...”

“Okay, okay… eat your ice cream, go put on your uniform, and I’ll trade teasing you for gushing over how adorable you look. Sound good?” she asks.

“Alright...” Slowly sitting back up, Autumn returns her attention to her cold treat, eating quicker now that she’s almost down to the actual cone. “I hope it fits. Otherwise I have to bring it back in Monday and exchange it for a different size.”

Unable to resist one last quip, Rune muses, “I don’t know… Night might like it if it’s a little tight…”

“Mom!” Autumn covers her face again to hide her blush, losing focus and dropping the cone from her magic hold.

Catching the cone in her waiting magic, the enchantress hovers it in front of her filly. “Couldn’t resist, sweetie. You know how much of a romantic I am.”

Whimpering into her hooves, the cobalt unicorn eventually takes her hooves away, her red cheeks not quite back to normal. She takes the cone back in her magic, mumbling a ‘thank you’ before continuing to eat.

Once finally done, she stands up, looking less embarrassed now. “Should I put it on in my room and come out with it, or just put it on here?”

“Up to you, Autumn, I just get to see the final product.” Her horn lights up and a camera floats over from one of the shelves.

“I’ll just do it here, then.” Levitating her bags over from the door, Autumn pulls out her outfit and begins to don it, piece by piece. First is a short-sleeved white shirt, with a couple of buttons up near the collar and ‘Hoofington Hydras’ written across the front. Next, she pulls on a white skirt that just barely covers her cutie mark, her tail sticking out from underneath. Last is a white tennis hat, which she fits onto her head before turning to her mother to see her reaction.

A click of the camera happens right as she looks to her, the mare in question revealing her beaming face as she brings the little device down. “Perfect. You look absolutely wonderful, sweetie, and the outfit is just as adorable as I thought.”

Autumn giggles. “Thanks...it feels good, too.” She flicks her tail, pleased that it doesn’t mess with the skirt. “They got the size right, thankfully.”

Getting up and walking around the blue filly, Rune nods. “Oh yes, looks like they definitely got it right.” She stops next to Autumn’s side, smoothing the skirt a bit. “And I was right, I do love this skirt; good length, simple design… I’ll have to see if I can whip one up for me.”

“Good length?” Autumn looks back at it. “I know it’s supposed to be this short, but...doesn’t it seem kind of...” She trails off, hoping her mother understands.

“Kind of what?” She looks to it as well. “It’s not too long so as to be restricting, it’s not so short that it might as well be a fabric belt…”

The younger unicorn nods. “I know...but I can’t help but feel like, outside of actually playing tennis, this sort of thing would just be a head-turner.” She thinks. “...not that I mind exactly...”

“Well, worn on it’s own, I would suppose so, but the outfit tends to tie it together,” Rune explains. “But yes, clothes are generally meant to turn heads when considered beyond practical reason. If it make you feel better, think of it this way: at least it actually covers things instead of being like a saddle that has eye-drawing frills at the back.”

Her daughter giggles. “True...I guess I’m just not used to wearing clothes that don’t cover my rump completely.”

Her mother nods, giggling as well. “And yet we’re all used to wearing nothing… what a strange concept. Still, be sure to let me know if you want me to make you some of these for personal use, okay? You know I like to indulge in my hobby.”

Autumn nods, grinning. “I’ll definitely let you know...Night might want some too, you know. I could ask her tomorrow. You might end up with another repeat customer.”

“I’d be delighted if things end up that way.” Rune beams. “Just be sure to tell her that she has to honor the same deal as you: she doesn’t have to pay a bit as long as she models it for me.”

“Got it.” She looks over herself. “Are you done taking pictures? I kind of want to take these off and wash them. They’ve been in my bags for a while now.”

“Let me get a few more…” The mare quickly takes pictures from front, back, and side views. “...and done. There you go.”

Smiling, Autumn nuzzles her mother before taking her hat off. “Thanks...I can’t wait to show this to Night.” She giggles as she starts pulling her top off.

“I’m certain you’ll have her be putty in your hooves, sweetie.” Rune winks.

“I hope so.” Once the outfit is off, she picks it up in her magic and heads off to wash it, preparing it for the next day.

Nightshade hums happily as she walks into her house from the back garden, a fresh tomato in her mouth as she gleefully sucks the juice out. Her tail swishes happily as she trots into her room, going over to a small desk and making a small mark on her plant calendar. Nodding to herself, she grabs a book and hops onto her bed, taking a large bite out of her snack.

She barely gets a few sentences into the book before there’s a knocking at the front door of the building. Snapping the rest of her snack into her mouth, Night jumps off the bed and heads toward the door. “I hope that’s Autty...” She opens the door.

Sure enough, Autumn is standing there, but not as she had expected. In addition to the saddlebags on her back, the unicorn is decked out in her new and clean tennis outfit, grinning happily. “Hi there, Night!”

Blinking, the thestral’s wings half-raise as she sees the outfit. “Hey you…” She smiles, stepping forward and nuzzling the fellow filly lovingly.

Autumn nuzzles back, giggling. “I take it you like the outfit?” She pokes one of her marefriend’s wings. “Or do you just really want to go flying?”

Blushing lightly, Nightshade nips one of the unicorn’s ears. “Maybe I just really like you… and the outfit threw me off guard because I like it too.”

The unicorn smirks and kisses her on the cheek. “So that’s a yes to the first one. Thought so. Mind if I come in?”

“Not at all.” The batpony stands to one side, watching as her marefriend comes in. She also may or may not have peeked under her skirt… just a little.

“Hope I wasn’t interrupting anything,” Autumn says as she pretends not to notice the peeking. Despite her slight worry the previous day over the short length, she now enjoys it and the teasing it allows for.

“I wasn’t really doing much. Just got done in my garden, and I was going to settle down with a book.” Night shuts the door.

Autumn nods, turning to face her. “Good. Wouldn’t have liked to barge in right in the middle of something.” She giggles. “So, what would you like to do?”

Giggling quietly as well, the thestral scuffs her hoof against the ground. “Can I look at you in this outfit a little more?”

Smiling knowingly, the unicorn replies in an innocent tone. “Sure! You think it’s cute, huh? I do too.” Like a model, she slowly starts turning, subtly lifting her tail a bit when she’s facing away from the batpony.

The sudden sound of displacing air announces the batpony’s fully outstretched wings. Shyly partially averting her eyes, Night speaks quietly. “Cute, sexy, it looks great… I wonder if this is what it felt like to be you last weekend.”

“Well, I’m not wearing anything under it, so I doubt it has quite the same effect.” She gives her flank a few shakes before continuing to turn.

“I don’t know about that…” Night waits until she completely turns around before giving her a brief deep kiss to vent before speaking. “Well, I got my activity… you get to choose next.”

The unicorn thinks. “Hmm...better keep it outside your room, or I’ll get tempted.” She starts shrugging off her saddlebags, kneeling down so they slide off onto the floor. “You mentioned you had a garden. Can I see it?”

“Yep! Follow me!” Night turns around, being sure to lightly drag her tail under Autumn’s muzzle as she starts to go towards the back door. The unicorn follows, nipping at the tail as she does. Squeaking playfully, the thestral lightly gallops out the door, beckoning Autumn to follow.

Giggling, Autumn gallops out after her, stopping just short of crashing into her. She looks out over the yard. “Whoah...”

The yard is of decent size, almost as big as the house, and at least half of it is devoted to the garden. It is clear the gardener cares for her plants, each one given its own area so as not to be crowded by others. Most of the vegetation is bushes, crawling vines, small plants, or climbing vines. Each one is slightly different, and while a few have some buds on them, two draw the eye currently. One is the tomato vine, with its bright red payload fully grown and ready to harvest. The other is what appears to be a relatively new patch with a small fully blue plant in the center.

Autumn smiles at the sight before noticing the familiar blue plant, frowning in worry. “You...you kept it?”

Seeing her face, the batpony rushes to reassure her. “I couldn’t help it, it’s so pretty! Look at the colour it brings. Now that I know what it does, I’m careful.” She motions to some blank white signs against the house. “I’ve got some danger signs already that I’m gonna put, and I even use gloves to touch it.”

“And your dad doesn’t mind having a dangerous plant in his garden?” the unicorn asks, only slightly less nervous. “And what if it starts growing and more pop up?”

“I’ll keep it trimmed,” Night reassures. “Also, it’s my garden, not his. Plus, I already told him not to touch it.”

Autumn sighs. “Alright then...just, do me a favour and don’t tell my mom, okay?” She smirks. “If she finds out this stuff is easily accessible, I’m afraid she’ll cover me with it while I’m sleeping just so she can see me as a tiny filly again.”

Giggling at the thought, the thestral nudges her with her flank. “Yeah; cute as you are when small, when you’re big, you’re still cute, but you can be other things at the same time.”

The unicorn blushes a bit, but laughs as well. “Yeah, hard to imagine mini-me getting up to the same things we do when I’m regular size.” She nudges back. “I like the garden overall, though. You’ve put a lot of work into it.”

“Yeah, I’m hoping to get some more things into it; can’t really do fruit trees, though.” She giggles, leaning against Autumn. “You know, since I met you, I have had the urge for something specific to plant in here. I’m just not sure what kind of plant it is yet. Have you ever heard of…” She sticks out her tongue and licks behind the unicorn’s ear. “Passionfruit?”

Autumn blushes even more, shivering from the lick. “N-No...though I wonder if you’ve already found it...”

“Nah,” Night nuzzles her playfully before pulling away. “I haven’t ever had one, but I look forward to seeing if I can, and if it deserves its name.”

The unicorn giggles. “I hope you’ll invite me to try it with you.” She sticks her tongue out playfully.

“Deal.” She looks around the yard, nodding contently before turning back to her marefriend. “I’m glad you liked my garden. It’s sort of my constant project area. Did you have any more questions about it?”

“Not really...I don’t know much about plants, so all I know is that it looks really good.” She smiles. “So...you choose the next activity, then.”

“Hmm…” Putting a hoof to her chin in thought, Night thinks aloud. “Not sure exactly what to do… but maybe if we go back to the living room I’ll get inspiration.”

Autumn nods. “Then let’s head back.” She grins. “I assume you want me to lead the way?”

“Only if you want to… I know I for one would appreciate the view.” The thestal winks, flicking the unicorn’s flank with her tail.

Jumping a bit, the unicorn’s face reddens before she turns quickly to hide it. “R-Right.” She starts walking back into the house, a deliberate sway to her hips.

Nightshade follows, her eyes on the prize and her wings spread as she grins.

When they get back into the living room, Autumn starts trotting to the couch. “So, got any ideas yet?”

“Maybe…” Crouching for a moment, the batpony lets out a playful growl as she pounces on the unsuspecting mare, whose hat ends up flying off. They both land on the cushy rug, the thestral standing over the unicorn before laying all her weight on her to pin her. “Got you!”

Autumn looks over her shoulder up at her assailant before grinning and lifting her tail up, wrapping it around Night’s and tugging on it. The batpony squeaks, her blush coming on full force. She narrows her eyes, tugging back with her own tail. This causes the unicorn to gasp and tense up. “O-Okay, that worked against me...”

Leaning up and nipping one blue ear, Night giggles. “Looks like I win this little bit of wrestling. I’m not so helpless as when you have me in the same position in the woods.”

The unicorn struggles a bit, only to find that not only can she not get out from underneath the thestral, but their tails have gotten intertwined enough that she can’t untangle hers, so almost every movement causes a tug that slowly furthers the warmth between her legs. She’s forced to lie as still as possible and wait to be released, whimpering all the while.

Hearing this, Night leans down and nuzzles her. “Hey now, this isn’t that bad, right? It was just a really quick round of playful wrestling. What, would you have rather we started on equal ground?”

“M-My tail...” Autumn mumbles out, squirming a bit as she tries to untangle herself, only to keep tugging. She shuts her eyes, grunting as she tries to remember to stay still.

Looking back, the thestral sees the problem. “Oh… is that really bothering you that much? Can’t you just undo it with some magic?”

“N-Not when I can’t really focus...” She whimpers again. “C-Can you undo it? It’s getting me riled up...”

“Well, that's not really a bad thing, but I like you to actually be able to do things.” Reaching back, the batpony manages to get their tails looser by a combination of wiggling, pushing, pulling, and luck. Finally, their strands separate, sliding easily away. “There we go…” She leans back down, letting herself flop over Autumn. “Better?”

The unicorn can only nod, breathing heavily, as her marefriend’s efforts to untangle their tails ended up tugging on hers quite a few times. She curls up as best she can with a pony lying on her, moaning quietly.

Concerned, Night embraces and nuzzles her marefriend. “Hey… you okay? I tried to be gentle…”

Autumn nuzzles back. “Y-You were...I’m fine...just really excited now...”

“Aww…” The thestral giggles as she nuzzles her. “Does that mean you don’t want to play wrestle more? I wanted to see how we’d do if neither of us got the jump on the other.”

“We can...but I need to calm down...” She sighs. “S-Sorry about that...”

“Hmm…” A mischievous grin grows on Night’s face. “Well, what if I told you I’m not willing to wait, and if you win, I’ll help you… calm down.”

The unicorn’s eyes widen. “...you promise?”

The thestral nods. “Promise.”

Spurred on by this, Autumn manages to roll over onto her back and grab the batpony around the torso, flipping over with her so that they swap positions. Once on top, she leans down, her front legs holding Night’s own legs down, grinning triumphantly.

Night squirms under her, using her wings to try and throw her off. “Hey!” she says playfully. “We were supposed to start out evenly!”

“Oh...” Autumn’s grin vanishes, and she slowly slinks off of Night’s body. “Sorry...”

The batpony stands up, shaking a moment before squaring off, a grin on her face. “So…” She scuffs a hoof and licks her lips. “Ready for real this time?”

The unicorn nods quickly, shaking a little herself. “I’m going to be very disappointed in myself if I lose.”

“Oh, smack talk from the innocent one, nice.” Her tail swishes once before she jumps and glides toward Autumn. Growling, the unicorn lights her horn and throws up a translucent shield in the thestral’s path. She smacks against it, sliding down and to the floor on her rump. Blinking, she stands up and starts pawing at it with her hooves. “Still gonna get you!”

With a smirk, Autumn suddenly drops the shield and grabs Night’s hooves with her magic instead, holding her in place as she runs up and tackles her from the side, bringing them both down to the floor lying in a cross pattern, the unicorn currently on top.

Like some kind of animal, Night throws her head back and forth as she tries to get free, growling playfully. “I won’t be defeated!”

Autumn giggles, turning her body so she has her tail near the thestral’s face, tickling her nose with it. “Surrender now and be spared!”

Blushing as she tries to dodge the tail, the thestral cries defiantly. “Spared what?”

“...I don’t know, a cruel fate that I’ll decide if you don’t surrender!” the unicorn retorts, resting her chin on her captive’s rump as she has fun trying to get her with the tail.

Yelping slightly at the pressure on her flank, Night squirms a bit more before flopping and sighing dramatically. “I lose… again.” She giggles quietly. “Though, the last time I lost turned out well, so I’m not really worried.”

Autumn rolls off of the thestral and sits up, pumping her hoof. “Success! Victory!”

Night tries to lift her own hooves, only to find them still restrained. “I’m starting to wonder if this is a pattern…”

Letting her go from her magic, the unicorn offers a hoof to help her up. “What do you mean?”

Taking her hoof and getting up, the emerald-maned mare explains. “Just thinking about wrestling, getting pinned, sexy things happening afterward.”

“Do you have a problem with it?” Autumn asks, smirking.

“No…” She leans forward, brushing her lips against her marefriend’s. “But I do like how I got to see the modeling show this time.”

The unicorn blushes as she remembers the outfit she has on. “R-Right...um, should we head to your room for this? I don’t want to mess up the living room...”

“Sounds good to me…” Once again, Night trails her tail under Autumn’s chin as she walks by her, sashaying her hips much like she had done. “I can always wash the bedsheets.”

Autumn nods, following along. “Speaking of washing...” She looks back at her skirt, blushing as she sees that her excitement started showing itself a little early. “May need to give this outfit another cleaning...”

“Well, maybe if you come and take it off for me, I’ll be extra motivated.” Eyes half-lidded as she gets into the mood, Night winks, lifting her tail a bit before slipping into her room.

Grinning, Autumn trots faster to follow her inside, already lighting her horn to start pulling her shirt off. “I would’ve thought you’d have liked to be the one to undress me.”

“With my eyes, perhaps.” Looking back and seeing the unicorn, the thestral pauses, giving her a small kiss with the tiniest bit of tongue. “Not like that…” She saunters over to the bed, jumping onto it and stretching out into a model-like pose. “Take it off slowly.”

Autumn pauses, then nods with a giggle and slows down, trying to milk as much from this as she can. “You’re the boss...” Once the shirt is off, she starts working on the skirt.

Night’s wings quickly spread to full length as her eyes focus on the cloth. Her whole body leans forward as she watches with bated breath. “Let me see that flank…” she says to herself.

Smirking as she hears this, the unicorn starts to lower the skirt, almost agonizingly slowly. However, just before her cutie mark comes into view, she whirls around, hiding her rump from the thestral’s view and sticking her tongue out.

Eyes bugging out, the batpony stands up, wings spread as her tail swishes back and forth quickly behind her. “Please! I want that flank!”

“Hmm...” Autumn thinks, her smirk not leaving. “How much do you want it?~”

“Considering I’m debating shoving my head under your skirt and taking it… I’d say I’d do anything to get it!” Her hind legs rub together as she speaks.

“Ooh, I like the sound of that.” The unicorn giggles. “But fine, I’ll show some mercy...” She lights her horn, but rather than continuing to remove her skirt, she grabs the batpony by the wing, albeit gently. “...if you let me play with your wings.”

“Done, and anything else you want.” She steps forward, eyes hungry. “Now let me give you an x-rated hug!”

Autumn nods, turning her rump back to her marefriend, the skirt halfway down. “Go ahead and take it off, you lustful little thing.”

Pouncing forward, the fanged-pony wastes no time as she rips down the skirt, leaving it around the unicorn’s hooves. Her forelegs grasp onto the shield cutie marks, her nose sniffing rapidly before she gives a single, long, unashamed lick to her marefriend’s most sensitive areas.

The unicorn moans loudly, her front flopping onto the ground as her backside remains in the air, her back legs wobbling. “Wh-whoah...didn’t know you were that pent up...” One of her back legs kicks slightly, causing her to collapse to the ground with another moan.

Night’s head follows her down, growling lightly as the yellow and brown tail moves in front of her prize. Gently biting down on the blue dock, she moves it out of the way. “Mine…”

Humming in pleasure, Autumn looks back, eyes almost glazed over. “A-Anything else...you want?”

Giving her lower lips a sniff, the batpony looks up, blinking at the blue mare. Slowly, she walks around, nudging her onto her side with her head before mirroring her pose, chest to chest. Wrapping her hooves around the unicorn, wings unable to be moved much at all, she grinds her lower half a little against Autumn’s. “All I want is you…”

The young unicorn mare moans a bit, grinding back. “I f-feel the same...” She pushes their faces together in a forceful kiss.

Night responds equally, not caring as they start to roll from the force. Her embrace only tightens, wanting to feel as much of them touching as possible.

Soon, Autumn pulls away, breathing fast and eyes desperate. “N-Night...” She keeps grinding, getting faster.

“A-Autty…” The thestral’s hips start rearing back a little and slapping against her marefriend’s, not unlike a stallion might do, though minus the equipment. She lets out a small keening moan as she leans down, gently biting her neck.

Finally, the unicorn can’t hold it back anymore, and she moans loudly as her body tenses up and fluid begins to squirt out over her marefriend’s lower half.

Night quickly cuts off the moan by wrapping her own lips over Autumn’s. Her own grinding intensifies, but even with the warm juices on her, all anything seems to do is make her itch stronger. She whines as she grinds furiously. Sensing the thestral’s desperation, Autumn forces herself to keep grinding, even slowly moving one of her hooves down to help out; anything to get her marefriend to finish.

As the blue hoof moves down, when Night’s hips start to slap again, one lands her button right on top of the appendage. Her emerald eyes go wide as her tongue slips into Autumn’s mouth, trying to show her appreciation as her lower half shudders, drips, and slightly squirts.

Autumn eagerly returns the kiss, her hoof and lower body slowing down and eventually stopping, satisfied with the results. She wraps her forelegs around the thestral, ignoring the sticky substance on one hoof.

When Night eventually breaks the kiss, she tucks her head under Autumn’s chin, nuzzling her neck. “Wow… sorry for jumping you, I just… I guess you got me pretty riled up…”

The unicorn smiles, nuzzling back. “It’s fine...that was kind of my goal anyway.” She giggles. “You really know how to hold out...”

“Barely…” The thestral licks her marefriend affectionately. “Of course, we did have a deal, so I guess my wings are yours. You can have the rest of me too if you want.”

Autumn licks back. “Oh, I do want...but let’s catch our breath first, okay?” She glances over at her discarded tennis outfit. “And maybe put my uniform somewhere safe...”

“I guess… as much as I want the smell of me and you all over it so everypony knows you’re mine… that might get a bit rank.” One hoof lazily motions toward her closet. “Just stick it in there for now.”

Nodding, the unicorn reluctantly gets to all four hooves. She grabs the outfit in her magic and walks to the closet, opening the door with a hoof and lightly tossing in the white clothes. She glances at the inside of the closet before closing the door. “Ooh, you’ve got a few outfits of your own.” She can’t help but poke through them; a one-piece swimsuit, a gardening outfit complete with straw hat, a dark blue hoodie with an odd crescent moon logo on the hood, and a few other outfits for more formal occasions. “Could’ve told me about these...I would’ve asked you to wear one.”

Night lays on her side, one hoof scuffing the carpet. “I dunno… none of those are really that sexy… not like anything you seem to wear…”

Autumn giggles. “Maybe not, but you’d look cute in them at least.” She nudges the door mostly closed, leaving it slightly ajar as she trots back over, nuzzling the thestral.

The emerald-maned filly nuzzles back, smiling contently. “Well, I guess I could wear one if you ask… I’m not sure I can say no to you.”

The unicorn smiles as well. “Well, think you could throw one on then? I’ll leave it up to you which one.”

“Well… I think I know one.” Rising slightly shakily, Night brushes her tail over herself to make sure she isn’t dripping before sauntering into the closet and shutting it behind her. “No peeking~!”

Autumn rolls her eyes playfully and turns away, shutting her eyes. “I’m not!”

Only a minute later, the bat pony comes back out, her blue swimsuit on her, hugging her body as waterproof clothing is meant to do. “Okay… take a look.” She can’t help but blush, tail swishing nervously.

Turning around, the unicorn takes a look before bursting into a grin. “Aww...just like I thought: adorable.” She giggles, tilting her head. “And it hugs in all the right places, too.”

Looking down, Night giggles nervously. “It… doesn’t make my flanks look huge, right?”

“No more than normal,” Autumn replies teasingly as she trots over.

“Oh, okay… I like to think I have good flanks.” She wiggles them teasingly, but her wings stretch as Autumn walks over, remembering their deal.

“Oh, believe me, you do.” The unicorn lights her horn, sending a slight tickling sensation through Night’s outstretched appendages.

The batpony shivers, her legs going stiff as she sucks in a breath. “Oh~!”

Continuing to work her magic, Autumn increases the strength of the tickling, becoming more of a magical massage as she leans in for a kiss. Night happily leans forward as well, the force behind their meeting of the lips suggesting she’s having trouble holding herself up. Gasping, her tongue licks the other mare’s lips, asking for entry.

Autumn is more than happy to open her mouth and allow access. She wraps her hooves around the batpony, partially for close contact and partially to help keep her standing up. The thestral closes her eyes, leaning against her marefriend as she hums happily.

They stay like that for almost a full minute before Autumn pulls away slowly, giggling. “Feeling better now? I hope I didn’t wear you out already.”

“Not a chance. With you I can always go more.” Night smiles confidently, her fangs flashing.

“Well, then...” The unicorn smirks. “Think you’re up for a round two?”

“Maybe even a three if you ask nicely…” She flutters her eyelashes.

“Let’s cross that bridge when we come to it.” Grinning, Autumn leans in for another kiss, already getting excited again.