Author's Note

Here I am! Still alive and writing some straight smut!!!!

For those who don't remember Ford Mustang, he is Royal Rainbow's OC.
RR thanks for allowing me to use him as Cloud's plaything
And if you're keeping track of the timeline. This chapter happens during the event of the story : The Lieutenant Cloud Kicker and more precisely a week or so after the events featured in the first meetings in Las Pegasus chapter

Have fun and enjoy the smut!

Mariacheat-Brony

Ford Mustang's Full Cloud Kicker Experience: Step 1

“Shields, you know what to do with her!” The sergeant called to the green and purple haired girl who nodded before the sergeant resumed her speech.

“Well done, Cloud,” Ford whispered after Crystal had dismissed the cadets. “Now, your squad leader is going to give you a hard time.”

“Ford, if you ever want something to happen between us, you will not say another word!” Cloud groaned bitterly.

Though her sour mood diminished when the blue haired man remained completely mute for the brief moment he stood next to her. She couldn’t help but to softly giggle at the artist/future guard’s silence. When Shields called her and her teammates to move straight, Cloud took advantage of the situation to give a discrete slap on his backside with her right wing while taking off after the squad leader.

Las Pegasus Training grounds, more than three years before the Royal Wedding.

‘’Gods, Orator! You wanna kill us before we even leave the camp?’’ Manerick asked in an exhausted shout before lazily dropping on the ground.

Of course, he wasn’t the only one lying in the dust of the training grounds, his two teammates were also there, their breathings loud and heavy from the intense workout they had just did. Stardust was on his back, his four limbs spread wide open, ready to form a dust angel, should he have the strength to move. And a few paces away from him, Ford Mustang was pushing himself off the ground with a lot of difficulty.

His short, deep blue hair were plastered against the contour of his face by his sweat, almost covering the few bright yellow strands that grew on the side of his skull. He groaned in a low tone as he tried to take his breath back all while feeling nearly all his muscles burn because of his efforts. He had thought he wasn’t that much out of shape, but clearly he had been proven wrong by his team leader, the officer-in-training Ace Orator, since his first day in Las Pegasus a week ago.

Said officer-in-training was standing proudly before the exhausted newbies, his hands resting on his sides. Like the other three, Ace was visibly sweating because of the workout he had lead, but unlike Ford and his teammates, he was brightly smiling and seemed to have enough energy left to run a marathon.

‘’Not particularly,’’ Ace replied with a casual shrug before pulling his watch from his pocket. ‘’Well, I’ll be! You’ve finished all the exercises a good forty minutes earlier than yesterday!’’ He called in a praising tone after checking for the time. ‘’Congrats, TEAM 12… ‘’

‘’Oh haaaaaa…..’’ the three recruits lamely responded to Ace’s loud call before Ford’s arms failed him, causing his fall on the ground.

‘’Oh, come on!’’ Ace called plaintively, his wide grin changing into a displeased pout. ‘’ Team 12…’’

‘’ohaaaaaaaa…..’’ Manerick and Stardust repeated more quietly than before while Ford managed to raise his right fist instead of opening his mouth against the dirt and dust of the floor.

‘’….. Riiiiight!’’ Ace let out with a brief sigh and a roll of his eyes. ‘’You guys will need to work on that too!’’ he added firmly before moving to help his teammates up. ‘’That being said, you still did an okay job for the bunch of newbies that you are. I suppose that reserves a reward!’’ he added, pulling Manerick back on his feet. ‘’Enjoy those forty minutes of additional free time!’’ Ace almost ordered after helping Ford up while Manerick was helping Stardust.

Once the three recruits were a bit stable on their respective feet, Ace left them to make a report of their performance for the day to their Sergeant-Instructor. The trio wobbled tiredly after him until they reached for the ends of the training grounds, facing both the dorms and the mess hall. After a quick discussion, the trio parted ways to enjoy their extra time off: Manerick went straight for the mess hall to grab an early dinner; Stardust walked to the dorms for an extra nap; and Ford decided to reach for a nice and long shower. -A privilege that he had lost as soon as he stepped in the encampment.-

The new recruits only had access to the common showers next to the dorms for a very limited time. The fifty stalls were accessible to more than eighty recruits for two fifteen minutes long periods of time a day : one in the morning and the other in the evening. Ford hadn’t been lucky enough to manage to keep his stall for more than six minutes since his first day, and now he had a good half hour for him to enjoy the stall before the normal shower schedule.

After walking inside the building, Ford nearly ran to his team locker to grab a clean towel from it and to take off his training clothes. Once he was back in his birthday suit, Ford wrapped the towel around his side and threw the dirty laundry in a wheeled basket with the number twelve written on it, which seemed to be almost full despite having been emptied the day before. While hoping he wouldn’t be the one to take care of the team’s laundry duty today, the towel-clad royal-guard-to-be quickly reached the line of shower stalls. Ford quickly decided to occupy one of the middle stalls, and soon enough the only sounds that resonated through the room were the shower-head running and droplets of water falling onto a still body and then on the floor.

The water was cold. It had always been in order to ‘encourage’ the recruits to leave their stall faster. But Ford had time today, and he wasn’t about to rush out of the shower, cold water be damned. The Jupitarian remained under the water jet for a good minute, letting the water cool his ‘hot’ and exhausted body down as the temperature of the shower became more and more bearable at each passing second. He let out a relieved sigh before looking up and stepping into the stall, allowing the water to run down his dusty hair and face. Ford closed his eyes and let the dust being carried down his body into the drain.

For the first time in a week, Ford started thinking back on his departure from Baltimare the week before. He used to think a lot in the shower back home, the sounds of the running shower-head and the falling drops on the tub always helped him to soothe himself and to focus, much like how the sounds of the rain and of the waves did.

His departure hadn’t been the most happy one, as initially he had been forced to come to Las Pegasus by his father and grandfather. ‘’Mustangs are warriors, Son, and you are a Mustang!’’ They had both said before telling him he had to enroll in the Royal Guard. A lot of arguing and yelling later, Ford ended up on a long train ride from Baltimare to Las Pegasus, ready to express on his sketchbook how he felt the Royal Guard was a prison. And all those dark and grim thoughts on his image of the Royal Guard disappeared because of where he had decided to sit in that train. Or with whom he had decided to sit, to be more precise.

Back then, he only wanted to sit in the first compartment he found and, still feeling bad about his own departure, Ford had decided to wake up the sleeping blonde that occupied it, asking if he could sit with her despite other compartments of the wagon being empty. She had politely agreed and let Ford get comfortable across of her. It was only after he had sat down that Ford remarked that she was quite beautiful. A heart-shaped face, long two-toned golden hair that shone in the sunlight, pretty sparkling purple eyes, and small delicate lips that begged to be kissed.

After cursing his eye for details that made him a talented artist, Ford immediately began to tap his thumbs together and to look at the moving scenery through the window. After a few seconds, the nice view of the Baltimare bay tickled his drawing bone and he wanted to take his sketchbook and start drawing. Sadly, thinking of his sketchbook reminded him of his brooding analogies between the training grounds and a prison. Analogies he was about fill his sketchbook with when the beauty decided indulge herself in small talk.

Before long, Ford found himself telling the girl about where he was headed and why. He then even managed to make a fool out of himself by declaring that Cloud Kicker, the blonde in question, should have decided to try her luck at modeling due to how pretty she looked, instead of going to join the Royal Guard like him. After that, Cloud stood up to pick something from her suitcase, showing off her perfectly round and water-mouthing butt trapped under the skin-tight denims she was wearing. The mere sight of it had sped up his heart-beat to the level of a rolling drum and before he could even fathom what was going on, the train jerked strongly to a full stop, prompting the heavenly shaped bottom to land on top of his crotch.

A strong sensation in his lower belly brought Ford’s thoughts back to the present, feeling his cheeks burning up at the embarrassing memory of his first meeting with Cloud. Though his body didn’t seem that much embarrassed by the memory, it was quite the opposite reaction if his growing erection winning against the cold water was of any indication. Slightly embarrassed by his predicament, Ford strained his ears to be certain he was still alone, all while wondering how come the cold water didn’t seem to have any effect on his excitement.

‘’I’m probably used to the temperature by now,’’ Ford guessed in a whisper after hearing that only his shower was running at the moment. ‘’Well, I have some time alone …. I might as well…. ‘’

He slowly reached for his hardening member and began the repeating motions he had used only in the privacy of his home before. After a few strokes, Ford witnessed his member swollen a little bit more under his touch, causing his blush to deepened when he realized what he was rubbing one off in a hall that would be occupied by nearly a hundred people in less than half a hour. Said realization only hardened his resolution to go through it like a man, as well as his penis.

While feeling a bit smug and proud at what he was daring doing in the shower, Ford still didn’t want to get caught in the act by his fellow cadets storming in for their evening shower. So he decided to let his imagination help him out. He let his mind wander off to some of the mental images which had helped him in this particular situation before. His mind decided to wander back to the memory that caused his strong boner. Ford then imagined what could have happened if his life was like a badly written erotic novel.

In his head, Ford saw and felt Cloud slowly rubbing her divine butt against his hard member. The blonde looked back with a devious, sensual glance of her amethyst colored eyes before she pulled away from him. The Cloud in his mind began slowly shake her body to a rhythm she was the only one to hear, her hands magically parting her t-shirt open as she twirled before Ford, revealing that she was sporting the sluttiest and sexiest set of black laced lingerie over her small-handful-sized breast.

Her red tongue flashed out of her mouth, slowly moistening her lips as she cast at Ford the most sensual look he had ever imagined while her hands were playing with the button of her denims. She slowly and purposefully undo the first button, before going down to the second one at an even slower pace. And then the third one was undone at what Ford’s excited brain named the sexy slow-motion speed. Despite the slowing down of mental Cloud’s actions, Ford’s strokes went faster while mentally asking for Cloud to stop teasing him and to get her pants out of the way.

’Come on, Cloud, please go faster.’ Ford whispered in a needy tone in his mind.

‘’Well, I can’t guarantee I’ll go faster than your hand,’’ Cloud’s voice rang from above Ford’s head. ‘’But I’m always up for a good challenge!’’

Ford’s movements stopped dead in their tracks before he snapped his head up to the right. His eyes landed on Cloud’s heart-shaped face resting on her bare crossed arms on top of the stalls’ separation wall. Her own eyes were focused on the long, large and hard piece of meat standing at attention between Ford’s toned legs, shining with lust and piqued interest.

‘’C-Cloud?’’ Ford whispered in shock at the sight. ‘’Wha..What are you doing here?!’’ he asked in a shout, trying to push down his erection and hide with his hands.

‘’I was here because Blossomforth punished me into cleaning the showers for the whole afternoon,’’ Cloud explained matter-of-factly, her eyes never losing sight of what Ford poorly tried to hide. ‘’I must have been busy on the other side of the building when you came in, otherwise I would have said hi!’’

She paused her explanation to lick her lips like a predator stalking an easy prey. Ford gulped nervously at the sight of that before he felt his penis twitch in excitement . She had been really arousing when she had done that in his head, but seeing it in real life was on another level. Her eyes made the difference: her eyes that, like in his thoughts, were full of an insatiable lust wanting to be satisfied, yet unlike in his mind, Ford could see something he hadn’t imagined. He saw promises in her eyes: promises of sweet relief, promises of brand new sensations like of which he had never felt before, promises of kindness in her actions despite the animalistic ferocity her gaze carried, promises of tender care after the roughness her eyes demanded from their interaction.

‘’Then again, if I had said hi,’’ Cloud continued with the most intense bedroom eyes Ford had ever heard off. ‘’I would have missed this….’’

‘’ C-Cloud, it’s n-not what…’’ Ford began with a lot of stammering before Cloud raised her forefinger above her lips.

‘’Shhhhhhhh,’’ Cloud let out in a soothing whisper, effectively silencing her redhanded fellow trainee. ‘’Don’t bother with lame excuses, Ford,’’ she said in a calm voice. ‘’I just want you to answer with complete honesty to my next question.’’

‘’Sure.’’

‘’Do you want me to help you with your problem?’’ Cloud asked in a low, sensual purr, pointing at the poorly hidden erection.

Ford froze at Cloud’s question while his stomach did a triple backflip of excitement and his cock somehow managed to get harder at the possibility of actually having the blonde fulfilling his fantasy. His heartbeat quickened to pace that matched the intense workout he had earlier. His throat went dry despite the water of the shower dripping along his face into his gasping mouth. His voice had abandoned him when his brain decided to kick all reasons aside for the time being. Ford only managed to nod in agreement to Cloud’s question, prompting a bright, happy and lustful smile from the Ponyvillian.

Cloud pulled her head back into her own stall as she let go of the separation between the stalls. She fell out of Ford’s sight for a few seconds before Ford’s shower door was pushed open. He moved aside to leave enough room for the blonde. When she appeared on the doorframe, she was only sporting a clean white towel wrapped around her torso, barely covering the bottom of her breasts and the top of her derriere. Ford gulped when Cloud cast him a smoldering look as she pulled her towel down of her body with her fingers.

‘’Oh…. Sweet Goddess,’’ Ford whispered in awe at the sight of Cloud’s naked body.

‘’Please, Ford,’’ Cloud playfully whispered as she hooked her towel on top of Ford’s before stepping into the stall. ‘’Just call me Cloud,’’ she added in a low purr as she joined Ford under the water jet as the door closed itself behind her.

Cloud shivered a bit the cold water washed over her. Ford’s eye for details stroke again : noticing all sorts of things that only enhanced his already massive excitement. He saw a lot of droplets rolling down Cloud’s body, tracing the blonde’s soft and inviting curves. His attention was attracted by a particular drop that beaded down her perky breast, ending its course on top of a hard, pink nipple. Ford noticed another drop following a similar course on the other nipple which looked as hard and pink as the first one. Both almost taunting Ford into rubbing them, pinching them, biting them or many other things he had heard that could be done to them. He slowly reached for them with a shaky hand before Cloud’s delicately stopped him.

‘’As much as I want you to touch me, Ford,’’ Cloud whispered softly, raising her right hand to graze Ford’s chiseling torso. ‘’Time is against us, so you’ll have to remain passive today,’’ Cloud explained before softly pushing the blue-haired man against the wall, meeting no resistance at all. ‘’There’s always next time after all,’’ she added sultrily before she caressed down Ford’s growing abs.

‘’Next time?’’ Ford managed to whisper as Cloud passed her right fingers through his pubic hair.

‘’You didn’t think I’d be satisfied with just a couple of minutes with this, did you?’’ Cloud asked softly, grazing Ford’s hard length, making him tremble while letting out a brief moan. ‘’We’ll do a lot of things at some point in the future, but for now…’’ Cloud grinned slyly before began to kneel before Ford.

As her body came down, Cloud’s right digits tenderly caressed Ford’s raging boner, making the former-artist’s whole body tremble. Her left hand slowly flew down as well, though reaching for the small sacks below the rock-hard length. The blonde’s small fingers were run along the two balls of the blue-haired man, gently lifting them, delicately dropping them or softly caressing them, while the ones from her other hand slowly tightened her grip around Ford’s third arm.

While she was jerking Ford off, Cloud’s eyes were still looking up to the man’s face. Even as she quickened the pace of her caresses and massages, which were still agonizingly slow compared to what Ford had been doing to himself earlier, her eyes remained focused on Ford’s. The simple, quickening frictions on his sex caused by her hands would have been enough to send any weak-willed man’s mind over the edge, the way she was looking at him would have forsaken even the most pious and resolute of priests. Her eyes bore through his, conforming all the promises they had made earlier all while her face inched closer to his twitching length. Her caresses roughened up a bit as her lips were slightly open ahead of his brightly red little head.

While her hand was going back and forth over his now aching erection, Cloud waited until it fully covered Ford’s glans to gently blow on it as she slowly uncovered it. Feeling the breath tickling his overly excited crown, Ford finally broke the eye contact with Cloud’s mesmerizingly sexy eyes, closing his own while biting down his lower lip to contain the needy moan that threatened to escape his throat. He heard a brief giggle over the sounds of the falling water, and the still coherent part of his brain suggested that Cloud was probably having a blast at his expense. Then that still functioning portion of his mind was shattered into into oblivion when Ford felt two moist, warm, and soft velvet-like lips pressing themselves on top of his glans.

The young blue-haired man snapped his eyes wide open as his hands tried to claw at the smooth surfaces of the stall, catching sight of Cloud gently pushing his penis so it stood parallel to his growing abs, her lips landing delicate butterfly pecks along the underside of the stimulated length. Ford held himself back from mumbling a prayer of thanks to the Goddess of Creation for having brought Cloud into existence as he witnessed the blonde religiously showering his third arm with affectionate kisses with her eyes closed.

Her trail of kisses and pecks turned into gentle nips and pinches as Cloud’s mouth was going downer down the warm flesh. The blonde then rested her lips against Ford’s sacks, gently nipping the flesh while rubbing her nose into the crook formed by Ford’s penis and his scrotum. For the first time since the beginning of his dream coming true, the blue-haired recruit heard Cloud letting a more than pleased moan of excitement as she breathed deeply into the smell of his crotch and arousal.

Just hearing that made Ford’s body react: his cock twitched more vigorously than before as a couple of beads of white liquid pearled out of his glans. While Cloud obliviously went on to nip and pinch his sacks, Ford watched the beads roll softly down his shaft. They somehow avoided being splashed away by the shower, and were slowly reaching down for his balls just as Cloud parted her lips open so that the tip of her tongue could graze the flesh between the two balls.

Cloud gave the sacks a couple of slow, tantalizing licks until Ford’s excitement reach for them, the beads stopping their descent by crashing onto the tip of the pink muscle. Cloud’s tongue drew a small ‘O’ where Ford’s fluid had been stopped, effectively wiping the beads away before she made it travel up. The rapping sensation of Cloud’s tongue grazing up his whole length made Ford release another spurt of his excitement. Excitement that Cloud collected on her tongue as she reached for the crown.

Ford’s whole body shivered at the sight of Cloud parting away from his penis, a thin white strand still connecting his shaft and the droplets gathered on her tongue. The pink muscle retreated back past the blonde’s lips before said blonde clicked it in her mouth, as if she was tasting a fruit paste of some sort. After a few seconds of tasting, Cloud swallowed her own spit (and Ford’s excitement) and let out another satisfied moan as she looked at Ford’s erection with half-lidded eyes, slowly letting go of it.

The shaft bounced a little bit before it stood at attention, its bright red cap just in front of her grin-forming lips. Cloud kept staring at it for a few seconds before she closed her eyes again, leaning forward. Her lips parted once again to let her tongue slowly graze over the crown up and down, her head still coming closer while both her hands held on to the shaft. she softly made her hands go back and forth before she captured the crown, the only part of Ford’s shaft not covered by her hands, between her lips.

Her lips sealed the glans away from Ford’s vision before the blue-haired man groaned loudly as he felt Cloud coating it of her spit with her tongue. Somehow remembering where he was, Ford forced his right fist into his mouth in the hope to silence any future groan or moan he was bound to produce.

While he did that, Cloud had kept going. Her lips gently caressing Ford’s length as she took more of it in her mouth, the underside of it grazing against her tongue, as her left hand was slowly pushed back. She had managed a good third of his shaft when she took a brief pause to breath through her nose and pulled her head back. As she did so, Cloud’s left hand went back into her original position, wrapping Ford’s meaty shaft, and pinched her lips tight to cause the largest amount of frictions as she pulled away. Ford’s teeth dug into his fist while trembling like a leaf at the tightness and warmth provided by her mouth. Cloud stopped pulling back when her lips were just below the crown to give it a couple of more aggressive licks.

Then she pushed back toward Ford’s crotch, only this time she pushed her lips past the middle of her fellow recruit’s length, her left hand completely chased away by her mouth. Cloud breathed out and in through her nose and pulled her lips away, once again tightly pinching the length until only the crown remained in her mouth. Ford’s teeth sank deeper into his skin before Cloud’s chased hand went back to his sack.

Cloud started repeating the motions, quickening her pace each time her lips reached the outline of the glans while her left hand got busy massaging his balls at a matching speed. Ford’s whole body was shaking like a leaf so much that at some point, his legs failed him. He fell against something soft that broke his fall instead of the hard ceramic of the tub but he didn’t pay any mind to it at whole. He was too mesmerized by the fact that Cloud hadn’t stopped her motions at all and had simply leaned forward to accompany his fall, her head now bobbing up and down instead of back and forth.

The fast pace of Cloud’s bobbing had now quickened beyond the one Ford had been masturbating to before the blonde surprised him by making her presence known to him. The tension and build up of Ford’s excitement were about to reach their breaking point and give the release he had wanted before the blonde’s surprising but now appreciated appearance. He wanted to warn Cloud about it, but he didn’t trust himself at the moment. His legs had failed him already and he didn’t want to risk having his voice do it as well if he were to pull his fist away. His shaft trembled and twitched violently as the time for release came to a close.

As if she had sensed it, Cloud moved her hands away from Ford’s shaft and balls and placed them at each side of his swollen sex as her lips had once again stopped at the limit of his crown. She took a deep breath through her nose and pushed her lips down. Her velvet-like lips and her warm tongue pressed against the whole length, passing way beyond the middle of his shaft, beyond the three quarter of the length, beyond the nine tenth… Until her lips touched the skin of his crotch.

Cloud remained like this for a few seconds, breathing quickly through her nose as Ford’s meaty cock filled her throat while keeping her eyes close with intense focus. Then her eyes open to look up to Ford’s eyes again as she began to slowly pull away. The few seconds that it lasted for her pull away seemed to last for hours as Cloud kept her alluring eyes burning with sultry desire and lustful domination that almost hypnotize Ford. The pressure of her lips and tongue seemed ten times more intense than during the last minutes, making Ford’s penis twitch and tremble so much that it seems to be begging for a release. When her lips reached for the crown again, Ford noticed that something changed in her gaze. The intensity of the authority in her eyes combined with the sexiness they exuded made it seem she was telling something without actually saying it.

And now you cum!

And that was exactly what Ford did. His body spasmed a little as he bit his fist to the blood while his penis released a long load of his semen into Cloud’s awaiting mouth. The blonde kept the crown of his shaft sealed behind her lips as Ford’s cocked twitched, releasing two sprouts of the salty white liquid into her nearly full mouth. Her hands tightly jerked his shaft up one last time as if she was milking it of all its essence before finally pulled her mouth off of it.

As her hands let go of his body, Ford let his head fall back against the wall of the shower, freeing his now bloody fist away from his mouth while panting like he had run a dozen of marathons. He felt whatever it was that caught him during his fall vanish under him, slowly placing him the tub proper. From the corner of his eye, Ford noticed Cloud standing up and forced himself up with difficulty. On his way up, he noticed the blonde’s throat bulged for a second as she swallowed loudly before letting out a short, relieved ‘aaah’.

Ford watched Cloud wipe a few stray droplets of his semen away from her lips before sensually sucking on her cleaning finger. If he hadn’t been so tired by his earlier workout and by Cloud’s otherworldly fellatio, Ford was certain that his shaft would probably be at full attention just because of him seeing her do that. After cleaning her face up a little bit, Cloud placed her face under the water jet for a few seconds and then pushed the stall door open. Cloud leaned forward and gave a still Ford, who was still basking in the afterglow, a gentle peck on the cheek.

‘’Just so you know, that was just step one of the Cloud Kicker Experience,’’ Cloud sultrily whispered in his ear. ‘’If you want to, I will show you step two, three, maybe even step four if you’re motivated, another time,’’ she added coquettishly as she stepped out of the shower.

‘’…. ‘’ Ford blankly stared at the batting door, briefly seeing Cloud wrapping her white towel around her torso before she walked away from the stalls. ‘’Cloud!’’ he called after her after passing his head through the door.

‘’Yes?’’ Cloud replied as she looked back to him as they heard the first groups of recruits arriving for their evening showers on the other side of the building.

‘’M-my next day off is on Sunday,’’ Ford declared softly, hoping he was not sounding too needy.

‘’Duly noted, Mustang!’’ Cloud replied with a sly wink, purring his family name as her eyes travelled down to where his shaft was supposedly limply hanging behind the door, before walking away from the shower stalls.

At the end of the day, Ford didn’t really get much showering done. Barely two minutes after Cloud left, his stall was almost assaulted by three other recruits who claimed they had seen him entering the shower building more than half an hour ago. Since he couldn’t much tell the reasons why he hadn’t the time to shower, a soap-full Ford was forced out of the stall and pretty much rinsed himself at a nearby sink. Still, it had been the best shower he had had in his life.