Hearth's Warming Eve

It may be early, but it is the morning of the one special day. Hearth’s Warming Eve is a very special day to me. I couldn’t deny it. Now I had planned for and acquired all the things I need for us to enjoy this one and very special day together.

She is still sleeping contently in her bed, just as she has been, since she fell asleep last night. It is the way it should be. Just as I wanted it to be. I need her to sleep for a while longer, in order to make the final preparations, to hoof her the first of the gifts I had intended to give her on this day.

First things first, so I carried in the products required into her bedroom, lining them up on the top of her bed stand, before I slipped the quilt off of her, hiding it away, close at hand. Once the quilt was out of the way I carefully slipped her panties out of the way in order for her private and intimate parts to be fully accessible to me, so I could apply the gift, for her to discover as she woke up

Since the manual had stated that the silicon base gel was to be applied first, I had started with that. The thickness is very convenient right now, not that I was careless or clumsy, but I like things to be just right. Slowly spreading the gel from the top of her mound, on and around her orchid, carefully working it in, making sure her skin would be fully saturated, before I could move on. Maybe they had forgotten to mention that the thickness made her skin more elastic than I had anticipated, just as it would heighten her sensitivity a great deal, not that I mind. I doubt it would bother her either. Now I cover her orchid with the shiny gel and slowly worked it in, looking and feeling my way as her sensitive skin absorbed it, while growing increasingly more shiny until it had taken up a glister and making it look as if it had been covered by the thick lube gel already. I could incidentally feel how she slowly became more elastic as I went, although I failed to notice how it made her more sensitive.

Once I reasoned she was contracting around my fingers strongly enough, I moved on to the mate gel and covered her mound, where I had applied the gel base. Once her entire mound had been saturated, I capped this bottle and placed it where I had picked it up from the bed stand.

I helped her to turn around in order for her to lie on her belly, before I once more started over with the silicon base, only to apply it to her rear entrance or orifice. Maybe I just enjoyed the tease. I sure did enjoy the process, feeling the gel being absorbed by her skin, while I slowly and very carefully finished this step of the process, before I applied a shiny gel, where the silicon base had saturated her skin. Once I had finished applying the gel, I covered it with the adhesive and applied lube over it, before allowing her to turn around, once more.

As she once more lay on her back, I applied the adhesive over the gel covering her mound and orchid, before I finished off with the lubes for the mound and orchid respectively.

Since I had no need for access to her mound, I slipped her panties right up and covered her with the quilt she had in her bed. Then I walked out of the room and closed the door, leaving her to sleap, while I did prepare a gift for myself. I had already prepared the food the day before, which I had carefully explained to her.

I may be a pony who started my existence as a mere hologram, but I have needs and feelings, just like the rest of you. I hope that isn’t all that much of a challenge to accept or realise. I was made to be the way I am, just as you were born to be who you are.

Guess I like my hooves the way they are. She helped me polish them to a nicely high gloss, I don’t regret it, I have nothing against it. it is who I am now. I could do nothing about it, if I had tried. what I had in mind, is merely a slight detail, something that I imagined could help me making her happier and smile more. I guess she had grown into being more than merely a friend to me and now I wanted her to enjoy herself.

I started with covering the sole of each and every hoof with the silicon base gel, continuing until it had been fully absorbed and my hooves were all saturated, according to how I had interpreted the manual. From there, I applied the rubber grip on the surface I had just applied the gel base on and continued until the grip had become the way I had desired it to be for what I had in mind. Allowing me to tease her, without having my hooves stick to anything and everything all the time. In the end I realised it would never make my hooves stick to anything in that manner.

These items had been intended for me in the first place, even if she did not know of these last and most likely final change. Even if the hologram had never been intended for such uses, they had been created in such a way as to allow for it. Yet, these had never been intended for human flesh, I just improvised in my very own way, knowing full well it should be enjoyable on her, once she realized what I was giving her.

Maybe it is time I moved up from planning the party, to preparing for it, so that this day could be just as great as the season demanded out of me. Everything is in place, I have everything I could possibly need for what I had in mind.

I had slipped all the items from my spree away and out of site where she wouldn’t find them, which is how it should be. She need not see what I had bought for her enhanced joy. Making others happy is my job and purpose in life.

I walked into the kitchen, opened the door and picked out two small platters and a pair of bowls for salad and carried them to the table. Not that I had challenged myself, I did not notice a difference, holding on to simple everyday objects is no real problem in the first place. Carrying the forks and glasses had been just as easy. Then I had placed an assortment of stylish vegetables on the table, allowing the pastries to wait, I wanted them to feel warm as if freshly baked, so I allowed them to wait.

Since I did not want to wake Hitomi just yet, I merely walked into the living room and slipped down in the sofa, listening to the local radio. I knew which station I was looking for, so I just picked the one I had in mind. Just as expected, Octavia was playing the seasonal music on her Chello, why shouldn’t she? I knew she enjoy playing and it is after all Hearth’s Warming Eve.

I had enjoyed the moment alone, merely interrupted by my contemplation. Then I rose to my hooves and quietly moved to her room, opening the door and continued to the bed where she lay, still sleeping, apparently. How convenient. If only she knew what I had in mind, but she´s about to be the wiser of it, even if I may have to explain parts of this later.

Now I simply slipped part of the quilt out of the way, thus making it easier for me to reach, what I had in mind to get my hand on. Then I sit down beside her and placed my hand squarely on her mound, before I allowed a finger to slip into place before I started to rub her orchid gently.

Careful not to disturb anything, I merely keep teasing her orchid, waiting for her to notice, for her to be stimulated and aroused. Slowly teasing her, feeling the slippery mound under my hand and fingers, feeling how she slowly became warmer as I stimulated her. I knew she would wake up soon.

The first open reaction is a moan, drawn out into a deep sigh. Then I hear a sudden gasp as her eyes open. I merely sit as if I had nothing to do with it, watching her as she inevitably came. First once, slightly hesitantly, then again, repeatedly, without picking up on why, just laying still, then looking up as if trying to figure why she was aroused beyond expectation and experience as I just sit beside her as if waiting for her to wake up on her own.

Then I realize, just how much I enjoyed to hear her panting in her aroused state, as I keep teasing her ever further. I can push her all the way, any time I have a chance. As opposed to popular believes, I knew I did not even have to penetrate her.

There is something about feeling the slippery sensation of her mound and orchid under my hand and fingers, aside from seeing and hearing her coming. Knowing she could but enjoy the moment as I hoofed it to her in my hyper and random manner. Only now, I could keep it up until she passed out and she would still be as wet and slippery as she had been before I started teasing her. Maybe I had made her like this, but it did not change how I felt about it. If she is wet and excited because of me, why would I mind?

Sometimes it is more fun to have the one beside me this excited, than everyone smiling. She is my friend. She is my bestest of friends, not just one who happens to live in my community or passing me on the street. Not to say I don’t like them to smile and be happy too. Only this is hearth’s Warming Eve, a family holiday. I wanted to share it with the once, or one who is my family here. With that, I had given Hitomi this one gift already. I just need to see how she is reacting in order to see if I had been right.

Just as she gave me the gift to be a physical individual, I give her a gift now, only moving her closer to me, such as I am. The way she wanted me and thus allowed me to be. Maybe I could call her gift a birthday present? If she as my friend and family affected me, I am to affect her the same way. A relation goes both ways equally.

Even if I am still the same Pinkie Pie I have always been even after she made me the way I am, she will also be the same Hitomi, even after I changed her into the image of who I saw her as.

I had been there by her side as she woke up as I made her come, after I had given her my first gift of the season and stimulated and aroused her. Now I watch her coming until she peaked as I keep my hand on her mound. How long I had kept my hand on her mound and stimulate her orchid, who’s to say. then I lift my hand off of her orchid and lean forwards and kissed her, looking deep into her eyes.

I watched into her eyes, her soul as she climaxed. Listening to the one final gasp as it hit home, as she finally did have her climax.

She is obviously exhausted and for obvious reasons. Even after a good night’s sleep, sex is draining, as enjoyable as it is. I could see and feel the smile on her face, widening considerably.

“Morning!” she managed to greet me after a moment, as she was regaining her composure.

“Happy Hearth’s Warming!” I pronounced.

“Ah yeah, it is. time to get up, I need something to eat, after the joy you put me through. Sorry, I just am not quite as energetic and hyper as you are, Pinkie Pie!” she responded with a strange smile on her face.

“Yeah, it sure is time for breakfast. I have prepared it all for the both of us, Hitomi!” I pointed out with a crooked smile.

“That is exactly the Pinkie I know and love. Exactly why I chose you!” she put forth with a content smile plastered all over her face.

“Come on, already. The breakfast will only stay fresh for so long. Besides, if you wait too long, it is time for lunch, you know!” I teased as I rose to my hooves and started to move towards the door.

Then she soon managed to get on her feet and followed me out the door and into the kitchen, where I have stacked the food for our meal.

I noticed how she reacted in surprise upon seeing the amount of foods as well as my choices for what we were to feast upon.

“Dig in, I know you are as starved as I am!” I teased in a cooing tone as I glanced back at her in a prankster’s gesture.