Diamond in the Rough

Healing

A Diamond Tiara in theVogonverse Story

Ruby was crying again, and Diamond was feeling so guilty that Frederick was the one who was having to get her back to sleep. She looked at their bed, now a bed for three ponies. Silver Spoon still hadn’t gotten beyond the finger stage with Frederick, and Diamond found herself oddly just fine with that. There was a part of her older self, before the Crusaders helped her, that wanted to keep some things just hers. She wanted to try to help Silver, to try a herd marriage, but at the same time she wasn’t sure she it was going to be as easy as she had hoped.

When she thought about Frederick being with Silvy, taking care of her, being intimate with her, and truly showing her what being loved by a good stallion was like, it almost hurt. Frederick was the first stallion she had ever been with, and sure, she had battled her estrus with Silvy, but that had been friends helping each other out. Plus, a cooler was no replacement for a real and true phallus, and Frederick’s was perfect.

She looked over at her husband, holding their daughter, talking to her, getting her to quiet down, and then she looked again at Silver Spoon. The silver mare was sleeping fitfully, lightly moaning and tossing about in the bed. Her belly had further distended; if anypony had not known what happened to her, the might say she had eaten too much. And while Dia had much sympathy for her friend, some part of her resented Silvy for co-opting her stallion. It was a piteous side to her, that stark, instinctual aspect of her species that saw all over members of the same sex as competition. And if the competition could not be corralled or turned back, it would be beaten back and killed, if need be.

Diamond stopped that train of thought right there. Silver Spoon was her foalhood friend. A foalhood friend she had when nopony else could deal with her. And at the moment, her friend was still in a great deal of trouble. A recent visit to the gynecologist (Wow, what a handle for a mare doctor!) had told Silvy her foal was coming right along. There were some- abnormalities even she, Dr. Sylvia, hadn’t thought to think about, such as claws, and fangs and hooves and- other things. Silvy’s first foal would be a real freak-

No. Diamond through, Silver’s first foal will not be a- not that. She’ll be a healthy, happy foal, full of light and life and she will love her and I will love her and Frederick will treat her as his own… Oh, Faust, Frederick! His face when he was told- He didn’t back down, though. He resolved himself to be a father to Silvy’s foal, just as he was a father to our foals. Faust, how did I ever get so damn lucky?

Still, unbidden to her now reformed mind, she found herself jealous, really jealous, for the first time in ages. She wondered if Applebloom would chide her for her rather petty attitude. Then a fresh wave a homesickness struck her; she didn’t even know if Applebloom, Sweetie Belle, or Scootaloo were even here. So much about her former friends and classmates from Ponyville was unknown to her. That sobering thought brush aside the jealousy that threatened her friendship and marriage. She resolved herself to find her friends, even if she had scour the Earth to locate them. After such a searing soul search, Diamond remembered her husband and daughter were in the room…

“How’s Ruby?” She asked.

Fred was rocking the filly to and fro, murmuring gently to his daughter in a profoundly sweet way, “She’s fine, just a little nightmare, I think.”

She watched as Ruby yawned, her little muzzle scrunched up less and less, until finally she was once again asleep. Frederick gently laid her down, and walked toward them. She moved, giving him room, and soon he was between herself and Silvy. She felt his side, the warmth flowing off of him, and she snuggled against him. His arm reached around her, and she felt secure being held by him. There was still a few hours before they had to get up. Frederick would have to go into his office, have GLaDOS open up the contracts he had, and get to work for the companies and individuals that had hired him. She’d have to be up and working with F.E.M.A., and she knew that before long she was going to have to go to a regional meeting.

While F.E.M.A. was a national program, the regional directors made the decisions on how to best utilize the allotments given to them for the region itself. Of course that meant splitting it between three states, figuring out which states were in a true crisis, and working to end it. Unfortunately, due to the economic crash, and housing shortage, basically every state was in a state of crisis. Oklahoma was in a horrible pit, but no worse than Alabama, Georgia, or parts of Texas. The state was lucky enough to be allotted the money to build new housing for low income families. The idea was to take away the need for the stacks.

Her mind began letting go of those thoughts, she found herself starting to drift off, and then she felt the bed move. It was subtle, a very slight movement, and her eyes opened to see Silver Spoon stretching a leg over Frederick’s. It was innocent enough, she supposed, and then she watched as Silvy moved her hand. She wasn’t going to let herself stay jealous. Silvy was her oldest fillyhood friend, a friend that needed to heal.

She looked at Silvy and could see that her eyes were closed, she looked peaceful, and from all signs it looked like she was sleeping peacefully. Slowly her eyes opened, and Diamond could see Silvy looking not at her, but at Frederick. There was a look in her eyes that she knew far too well. It was a look she often had, one of lust, of need, and of love.

It looked like she was getting ready to crawl on him, but she stopped, her eyes closed, and Diamond could hear the soft sobs, “Silvy, what’s wrong?”

“I… I want to, I want to more than I’ve ever wanted to, but I’m scared.”

She touched her friend’s hand, feeling Silvy grasp her own, “I’m so scared it’s going to hurt, that he’s going to hurt me, and… I… I don’t want to hurt.”

“I wouldn’t do that.”

Both of them looked at Frederick was lying between them, “Silver Spoon, I wouldn’t hurt you. I promise you that I will never hurt you, but I’m not going to force you into doing something either. It’s obvious that you’re needing release,” he said as he slowly got up, and motioned for them to do the same. The three of them walked out of the room, leaving the two sleeping foals alone, “but you’ve got to be the one to decide when you’re ready to take the next step.”

She could see Silvy fidgeting, one of her more endearing eccentricities. She knew she was nervous, and given how she was biting at her braid, another endearing trait, and the blush forming on her muzzle, She knew she was considering things. In all the time she'd known her, Silver Spoon has never taken the lead on anything. She follows. It’s written in her persona to make decisions without direction, but Frederick offering her the expedience of a choice like this was something she didn’t think Silvy has ever had before. She once joked, when we were fillies, she often gets acted upon or acted over.

There was that one time, however, when she could no longer put up with her attitude and she did take a stand for something. She always admired her for that, even if she never put in words before. Her willingness to stand against her, even for something as trivial and silly as a class president position? She was a much stronger mare than she have ever been, even if she can’t see it for herself. She's still not completely sold on the idea of her bucking my stallion… but she’s herfriend, she needs her now more than ever, and Freddy is willing to try this for them.

“Silvy,” she said, “you know Frederick won’t harm you. You’ve seen it when he and I are- amorous. I have higher personal standards and a lower threshold for pain. You remember, right?”

Silver nods, “You screamed yourself hoarse when you caught that sliver in your frog. And Sweetie Belle removed with her magic…”

“And I cried for two days straight. But you-”

“I yanked it out with my teeth,” Spoony finishes, “didn’t hurt at all. But what if-?”

“We’ll go slow,” Freddy assures, “any time you want to stop, just say so. I promise you, we won’t do anything you aren’t comfortable with.”

She nodded, some of the fear seemed to have disappeared from her face, and she reached out for both Diamond’s and Frederick’s hands. Diamond could tell her friend was still far away from nervous, still far away from being okay, but there was a certain determination on Silvy’s face that she had seen once before. When she stood up to her, when she was so proud of her friend. Together the three of them walked into the guest room, away from the foals, and closed the door. It was time to bring Silver Spoon fully into their herd, and it was time to start healing.

Silver Spoon was dressed in a pair of panties and an old t-shirt. The apartment wasn’t that warm (in fact, it always seemed a little cool for her) but Spoony’s face was flushed with heat. Even pregnant and carrying extra weight from both the foal and her current eating habits, Silvy looked so cute. The panties were a pair bought from the vending machine store most of Freddy’s and her clothes came from. Frilly, delicate little things, something only Spoony would ever really appreciate. She seemed to swallow hard before her hands found the waistband of her panties and lowered them.

She could smell it, her arousal, stronger than ever. Silvy hadn’t been lying. She was needing it, badly; and she wasn’t sure if sheI was truly going to be okay with this, but this is what she signed up for when she suggested they herd together. What was most interesting was Freddy’s reaction to Spoony getting nude. she’d seen Freddy get aroused before. It;s not a new phenomenon that his breathing gets shallow, his pupils dilate, and his member gets hard. (He does that when she would walk out of the shower. Air drying is so much better than towel drying.)

Still, seeing him react like that is rather disconcerting. She wanted to attribute it to Silvy’s arousal; humans can’t smell the pheromones all Equestrians put out when we’re in the mood, but they are definitely affected by them. The speed at which Freddy reacts is- The green eyed monster in her was making a roaring comeback. A part of her wondered why he is so fast to get hard. Another part of her wondered what about Silvy made her Frederick so damn quick to get like he does around her when we’re alone. Then reason takes over and she recognized three facts: 1.) Silver Spoon is in state of high arousal, 2.) Freddy acted like that around her when she was pregnant, too, and 3.) sharing her stallion is the polite thing to do. They may not be in Ponyville, or in Equestria for that matter, but they’re in a herd and damn it all if she can’t get let this happen.

Freddy is out of his bedclothes and walking to Spoony with purpose. She can see his stallionhood standing proud. In a matter of moments, Spoony and Freddy are on the guest bed, Silver spooned by Freddy; his hands are rubbing her swollen abdomen gingerly. He did that when Ruby and her brother were waiting to be born. Silvy moans into the contact; she’s so aroused that even the slightest touch can send to ecstasy. Diamond decided to take a ringside seat and see how things go down…

When she saw Silver Spoon make a small nod, her best hopes and worst fears start to happen all at once. Freddy pulls her tail up, lines himself up to her sopping entrance (she kept forgetting the Spoony was a gusher) and then he slid himself in, very slowly, with just the head of his erection. The contact makes Silvy gush out even more and she moans lewdly.

“So far, so good?” Freddy panted.

Silvy nodded, “Just- right.”

Freddy smiled, then he slipped back out of Silver Spoon. Once more, his pride dipped into Silvy’s marehood, making the burdened mare heave in excitement. He then inched his way deeper, taking her cues (hissing when too much, sighing when just enough) to further penetrate. When he is hilted, he releases a small sigh which is overpowered by Silver’s pleasurable gasp.

“You okay?” Freddy asked.

“Mmhmm,” Spoony moaned, “so good…”

Freddy inquired further, “Do you want to go on?”

Silver responded by grabbing at Freddy’s backside and groaning, “Yes!”

Freddy’s pace started slow, to make sure Silver got accustomed to his girth. After a few minutes of this, Spoony squeezed his buttocks, hard, and hissed, “Faster!” In turn, Freddy began to thrust into Spoony with gusto. The movement of their love making made the old camp bed squeak terribly, but with three walls separating the master bedroom from the guestroom, there was no chance the foals would awaken from the noise.

The angle in which Diamond Tiara watched this was fascinating. She could see her stallion penetrating her best friend and watch as the mare in question oozed her juices onto the sheets. Even in the limited light, Diamond could see her friend’s puffy lower lips and how they contracted around her stallion’s mast, gripping wringing on it like a lifeline. She could see Spoony panting, her face flushed with exertion and arousal, see the sweat formed on Freddy’s back as he worked the silver mare into a frenzy.

In little time, Silver seized up, a clear indication of her impending orgasm. She gasped once, twice, thrice, then uttered a low groan while eyes closed as she rode the euphoria down. Freddy wasn’t far behind her and as she witnessed, Diamond saw the exact moment Freddy spilled his seed into her best friend. The sight of her stallion’s scrotum contracting as he shot glob after glob of his precious fluid into the pregnant mare tore at her heart but also set fire to her lions. If her heat wasn’t several weeks away, she would rip Silver Spoon of her husband and mount him as he still spurted, catching all that wonderful semen for herself.

The two of them seemed to lay there, in post couitis bliss, and Diamond walked over to her husband. She laid down beside them, closing them in close on the smaller bed, and she rubbed against his leg. Frederick looked at her and realized that he in for a long night.

Author's Note

AN: It's been a while, but the story isn't dead, and neither am I. I've just been incredibly busy moving into my new home, at work, and with life in general. That said, I'm seriously trying to get caught up on the stories I'm writing, the ones I'm helping on, and my original fiction.

I want to take a moment and thank L0rd0f7hund3r for his help today. He added quite a bit to the chapter, and did the entire sex scene between Frederick and Silver Spoon. If you have a chance, please, go read his stories, favorite them, and if you don't mind give him a follow.

Well, that's it for right now, peace, love, and tolerance.

RJP)