Roses And Thorns

I sat in the den, staring at Cork. "So...griffons?"

Cork pursed his lips, deep red lipstick across his face. "...Aye."

I nodded, reaching forward and applying a thin coat of blush to his cheeks. "Probably shouldn't try to hide stuff like that from me." I finished up with his face. "There, such a pretty filly."

Cork groaned softly. "So, ya don--"

I set my makeup kit before me and packed it away. I pulled out a few bottles of cherry red nail polish. "Oh no, your family is coming to come take care of you, you're gonna look pretty for them." I shook the bottle, staring devilishly at the pretty colt. "So, what did we learn?"

Cork sighed loudly and held his hoof out. "Kill Grimm before trying to do this again?"

I leaned my head back. "Wow...well that was dark."

Cork looked to the window. "It wouldn't take much. Crotchety old bastard that he is would fall over dead if you breathed on him."

I stared at Cork. "Do I need to slap you?"

Cork snorted. "Please don't...." He looked to me with a broken frown. "Haven't you done enough?"

I chuckled and reached out for his hoof, taking it in my hand and dragging a bright red streak over his hoof, just under his fetlocks. "Nope." I painted along his hooves, bright red sat against his cream coat. "It looks good."

Cork looked down at his hoof and mewled loudly. "Please don't make me answer the door--"

"Naw. I'll get it." I finished up with his hoof and move on to the next. "I hid all my naughty stuff and kinda washed my outfit. I'll be good." I stretched my legs, Cork sitting between me. "You know I do love meeting people, just because your people are mean to me, doesn't mean I hate you."

Cork groaned as I finished up with hooves. "Celestia no... I look like a strawberry."

I scratched my head. "A little." I capped my polish and looked down to my toes. "Hey, so you have a foot fetish or something?"

Cork snapped his head up to me. "What?!"

I curled my toes, drawing his eyes down. "You've been looking at my toes since I sat down."

Cork swallowed hard, the knot traveling down his gullet rather noticable. "Uh...no--"

"Liar." I lifted up my foot, scooting back and pressing it against his chest. He reared up, straightening his forelegs to try and get away. "...You're a perv--"

"You've got a box of dildos!" he shrieked, sitting up and lifting his forelegs up. "What's your issue?"

I took a deep breath. "A lot. Less than Maine, more than you." I scratched his chest with my toes. "Now are you gonna lick my toes?"

Cork locked up and stared me dead in the eyes. "What--"

"You can if you want." I slid my other foot under his ass, warming them. His soft coat and fat ass pressed hard against my toes. "I'm showered, we're alone. You made it pretty clear you're interested. Now's your shot."

Cork grew red. "Uh, I don't--"

"You got a few hours, now or in a week, jackass." I smiled at him, rubbing his chest with my foot. "Besides...giving a footjob to a pretty little filly would be pretty cute."

"I'm not a--"

"You're in lipstick, and guess what, unless you want to have your sister to see you with two tails, you're gonna do what I want." I rubbed his chest. "Did I ever tell you about Maine? She used to work with me, she always said I'd never have a boyfriend." I pushed my foot up to his chin. "I think she's getting taken down by a mare now, so look how that all turned out. We both got mares, only mine has a pretty little penis."

Cork was glowing, made all the worse be the blush I'd applied. "I don't--"

"You said you wanted to date me, to stay here, you've been pretty clear about what you want." I moved my foot down, sliding it down his chest and over his warm belly. "Maine liked to be on bottom, me...not so much." I felt my heel brush Cork's cocktip. "So, you've got two options, get out, or get ready."

Cork caught his breath as I pressed my toes against the base of his cock, hot and cozy. "Really? I don't think this is the best time."

"Then leave. I already told you, if you want to stay here, with me, you're going to earn it." I slid my toes down his cock, letting the ball of my foot rest against his slimy cock tip with my toes curled around the edge of his head. "So, what's it gonna be?"

Cork stared at me with a heavy frown. "Is this because I lied?"

I smiled and rubbed his cock with my foot. "Kinda, and plus this is actually kinda fun. Kinda sticky, but warm." I flexed my toes under his ass. "By the way, when I get a bed, you're sleeping on my toes. That's not even a question."

Cork dropped down to all fours, lowering his head to watch my foot. "Can it wait? Somepony is gonna end up at the door and--"

"You did lie about all this, and called your sister to take care of your lie." I slid back, my right foot slimy with precum. "God I'm horny.... Always at the worst times." I adjusted myself, something not great happening between my legs. "I'll be good, perfect little happy girl, but you're going to put out."

Cork took a deep breath and watched as I pulled my feet together, forming a small slit between the soles of my feet. "What? I don't-- are you in heat?"

I scoffed. "Pff, no! It's like, the opposite of heat, sorta...." I scratched my head and laid my feet on the ground. "Reproductively speaking, I uh...." I cocked my head. "I'm not actually sure. I usually get pretty emotional later in the day, so...that'll be fun. Hope you like getting yelled at." I laughed softly and held my stained foot for him. "Alright, enough of that crap. Here, clean up."

Cork stared at my foot. "What--"

"I got cock stuff on my foot. Clean it up before it tracks on the carpet."

Cork's frown turned even further downward. "Ple--"

I stared at him flatly. "Lick my foot."

Cork huffed and sputtered. "This is bloody pissing weird." He leaned forward and pressed his nose against my foot, slowly opening his mouth. "I'm sorry--"

"Oh shut up." I slid my foot down, his tongue wet and warm against my soft skin. It only lasted a moment, but I managed to send his miniload right back into his mouth. "If your sister can stop the town from hating me, we'll be eve--"

"Ah Celestia no!" He rolled back. "Bloody salty!"

I rolled my eyes and crossed my legs. "Oh don't be a baby. You're the one who got all excited about me teasing you--"

"I taste death!"

"It's your fucking cum! If it tastes that bad you're never gonna get anything from me...." I laughed and stood up. I looked towards the window out into the back yard. "Oh god...I miss the outside...and people." I put my hands on my hips. The outside was calling to me, my humor lost to the empty rooms. I needed ponies, people, anything that wouldn't spit on me.

I turned to face Cork, spitting and sputtering on his back. "I wonder if he could blow himself--" A loud knock came from deep in the manor. "Hmm, test for another day."