The Aura of Two

I’ve never known intimacy like this. I thought I did, but apparently, now that I’ve experienced it, I know I haven’t until now, and it’s with a pony I never really struck as an intimate one. See, Cloudchaser has always been… different. She’s compelled beyond belief, with her head fixated on the horizon. She was the first to suggest that she, Flitter and I start working out together, and was the first to suggest we start following the Wonderbolts training regiment. It wasn’t long after that we were going for spots with the Wonderbolts themselves. Granted, I’ll be in a different branch, but even so, Cloudchaser pulled the trigger that propelled us all forward.

But in her wake, she left a trail of broken hearts. No stallion could really keep up with her, and she had no intention of slowing down. She wasn’t satisfied with a stallion that asked her to come down to their level. It was like she thought they were holding her back, or something. Maybe she just never cared much for commitment in the first place. Given her ambitions, that would be understandable.

When we snuck away for the weekend, I thought I had her figured out. Despite my conflictions with the aura, I had an image in my head of a hotel room with messy sheets, overflowed condoms (though by all accounts, incubi are sterile, so no need), and never once beyond the play would these two heartthrobs be departing the room.

And yet, here we are. Gentle touches upon each other’s arms and legs, a gentle kiss here and there. Naked bodies comfortably lying together, bathed in candlelight and the dim glow of a neon sign outside. I hope that sign belongs to a 24 hour establishment, because it’s effin’ romantic.

Cloudchaser’s head fits perfectly into where my neck meets my shoulder, with enough room for her to brush her muzzle against my fur. She purrs every time she rubs against me, and her body moves in turn. Her breasts, perky as ever, push against my chest, and her arm tightens around the other side of my neck.

I’ve been staring at the off-white ceiling of this hotel room for a good ten minutes now, and I may well never get bored of it with athletic sex on legs wrapped around me so tenderly.

“Love you, dork,” she whispers.

“Love you too, but we’ve said that, like, three times already,” I say, suddenly the smarmiest pony in Manehatten. “Helps the message sink in, though.”

“My head’s still in the clouds here. Saying the three magic words makes it feel a little more real.” She kisses my neck twice, first down low, then up near my jaw. “Can’t believe you used to be that wormy little kid who sat in the corner during his own birthday party. Glad I broke him out of his shell. Bit by bit…” She rotates her body slightly so she can circle her finger across my chest. “You took care of the rest.”

“I’m nothing without you or Flitter,” I say, gripping Cloudchaser’s shoulder tightly. “Without you two, I’m just a nerdy mathematician who got lucky once or twice.”

“Who is also incredibly handsome, has a killer rockstar haircut…” She runs her fingers through my heavy bangs. “...and let’s not forget that time he ran off to Manehattan just for some hot piece of ass.”

“You mean… you?” I ask.

“Aw, you’re making me blush.” She kisses me on the cheek, then nibbles on my ear. “I wanna fuck you again.”

“Again?” I ask. I’m not against the idea at all. In fact, my question is more of the rhetorical sort. I just figured she’d be tired by now. Then I remember who I’m dealing with as I touch her cheeks and kiss her full on the mouth. “...Yeah, again. Definitely.”

She rests her head against her hands, her elbows getting comfortable on my pecs. “You’re so good to me. How about I drive your cock crazy with my pussy for a little while?”

I snort. “You kiss your hot mom with that mouth?”

“Hey. I draw the line at you fucking my sister. Besides, you know I go crazy for dirty talk, even when it’s coming from here…” She sticks her tongue in her mouth and slowly pulls it out. “Do you want this hot piece of ass milking your dick or not?”

“Dirty talk, huh? Here, let me try.” I clear my throat. “Cloudchaser, please borken my glockenspiel.”

Cloudchaser bursts out laughing, falling flat across my body. She slams her fist against the bed after a few long seconds of hysterics. “Don’t kill my ladyboner, dude!” She recovers from her laughter, coming back to light giggling. For such a paragon of strength and athleticism, she always did have the most adorable laugh.

I give her hard thighs a firm squeeze. In a duel between these and a vice grip, they’d win. Slowly, I inch my curious hands up, sweeping the skin between her thigh and round ass with the slightest touch I can manage. I content myself to drawing wide circles, tantalizing, but never gripping her backside in earnest. She gazes up at me from below, the needy twitches of her eyelids telling me more than her aura could ever hope to manage. Likewise, it is instinct, not incubus insight, that tells me to make her wait, and wind her down the longest path of needy lust I can find.

Leaning forward, I give her a soft, shallow kiss, pulling away just as soon as her eyes fall closed in anticipation for more. With a grin, I nuzzle my nose against hers and let my only my hot breath tease her lonely lips, giving her ass a single squeeze to divert her attention away. She wriggles back into my grasp, and so I move my hands away, back over her thighs again, wrapping around them and pulling her chest against my own. My fingers curl as her lower lips brush against my rising cock. I am so ready for this.

“I’m so sorry I kept you waiting,” I confess.

Cloudchaser pulls away from me. Her back arches ever so slightly as she sways her arms back. With a light chuckle, her breasts shake. “Your dick is worth waiting for, buddy.” She looks into my eyes. “Are you staring at my tits?”

I’m a terrible liar, so I won’t even try. “Babe, I could compose poetry about what I’m looking at.”

Cloudchaser’s bright body does little to mask her blush. She still manages a confident smirk despite the red in her face. She rubs the crevice of her ass against my dick, rolling her chest to accentuate her breasts. “This ain’t a cam show. Touch ‘em. Squeeze ‘em. Do whatever you want with them.” Her hips rise. I feel her folds slip along my tip, and at the same time feel her body shudder. “D-do whatever you want with me. I’m yours.” She drops her body onto mine, and I penetrate her insides. “Mmm, fuck...”

I push my body up to meet her, and she twitches as the tip of my cock finds the deepest part of her. Sitting up, I run my hands down her sides and around to her ass, groaning as I feel her wetness down my whole length. Her breasts press up against me, and she throws her arms around my shoulders, humming her pleasure and whispering things that I never get tired of hearing, especially coming out of her mouth.

“You’re making this real hard on me,” she whispers, stopped by a short moan as I grind myself up into her. “When I’m this full, I never want to pull you back out…”

“Even after I blow my load?”

“Even after we go to sleep!” Her fingers curl around the blankets next to my head. She gains full control of her hips, slipping up and down along my length without any effort. She’s using me like gym equipment, and I think I like it. “I want you inside me all the damn time, you big fucker,” she says through a bitten lip.

The slow pace I kept with Flitter just doesn’t work here. I have to strain myself to keep up with Cloudchaser, rapidly slapping my hips against hers every time her walls slide down my dick. She makes my effort worth it, squeezing down on me whenever I thrust into her.

Cloudchaser pushes me down onto my back, leaning over with me and giving me a deep, rough kiss as she keeps her hips moving. I feel her moan and gasp into the kiss as the wet sounds of her love grow louder and louder.

“Rumble, baby…” She pulls back, staring at me intensely as she runs her palms over her breasts. She grabs them, shaking up and down. “Please.”

Her hands come off as I reach out for her breasts. I press into them with my digits, and with a clockwork turn of my hands, I push my thumbs against her nipples. She quivers at the touch, and her riding grows even faster.

“Oh, sweet…” She hisses, coherence slipping away for a second. “Did I ever tell you how sensitive those are?”

“Are they?” I bring my pointer fingers to my thumbs and pinch down on her points.

Cloudchaser’s breath catches in her throat. Her lips snap shut when I twist and push, driving her even crazier. Her hips might as well be a blur. I can’t keep up anymore, and the fluids that coat my dick are flying off as quickly as they’re replenished. “F-fuck, I wanna cum…”

Pressing myself up into her, I feel sweet pressure start to build dangerously inside of me. Cloudchaser’s eyes are starting to flutter close and her ride becomes jerky; I can tell she’s starting to lose control. Pushing my body up and into her, I grab ahold of her hips and take control of the pace myself, once again casting myself deep into her body.

“Ahnnngh,” she moans, her jaw going slack, “Rumble, R-Rumble,” she stutters, falling down on top of me. Her legs begin to twitch, and I can tell her orgasm is just about to hit her. Quickly, I move a hand down and find her clit, pressing my thumb into it and simultaneously biting down on her neck. Cloudchaser takes in a final deep breath of air, then lets out a loud, throaty moan, as her pussy clamps down on me in orgasm. I hold her close to me with my free hand as her body shudders to the core, and I feel a gush of her love drip down my crotch.

“I felt that one,” I whisper in her ear. “Was it good?”

“What… What do you think, blueballs?” she asks, her breaths as heavy as her face is sweaty. She brushes her hand over her muzzle. “Fuck’s sake… Now I feel alive.”

“How long has it been for—” I can’t open my mouth for more than a second before she mashes her lips against mine. My words turn to indecipherable murmurs as her tongue slips into my mouth and steals them all away, along with a fair amount of saliva. When the kiss ends, I feel like a bit of me has been sapped away, and I have to take a few deep breaths.

Cloudchaser rolls over to the edge of the bed and stands up. “A few months, not counting our mutual climax in the bathtub. Couldja gimme a sec?”

I nod, worried she might kiss the words out of my mouth again. And I’m what bestiaries call a soul-sucking demon… I’m not, of course, but the irony is definitely there.

I watch as Cloudchaser half-runs to the bathroom. Somehow, despite coming off of such a wild ride, she has just as much energy as she did when she started straddling me. I severely underestimated her, and I honestly feel a little bad that I did. I should have expected that this is all one big endurance round for somepony like her.

With a cheerful flap of her wings, she drains a cup of water down her throat and slams it on the counter. She then skips out of the bathroom, places one hand on her hip, and leans against the wall. “Rumble. Come here,” she commands.

I’m too transfixed on the athletic body in front of me to obey her. I savor the sight. A bottom-heavy, toned frame with a sturdy waist and wide hips. It all serves to give her the most phenomenal ass I could imagine. The light of the candles enhances not only the size, but the prominence. So much of Cloudchaser to love, but her ass, of all things…

“Rumble?” She drags her finger across one of her cheeks, tracing a circle. “Mommy needs her boy.” She gives her ass a firm spanking. “Come get me.”

My body is instinctively pulled towards her, taking steps even as my mind is wholly transfixed on the enticing sight in front of me. I wrap my arms around her as I reach her, letting my face fall into the crook of her neck, and give her curves a liberal squeezing. “Dayum, girl…” I whisper into her ear.

“What are you, from the south side? You don’t fuck like you’re from the south— Oooh!” Cloudchaser’s quip is cut off when my hand squeezes the inside of her left leg. I rub down only slightly, then get gradually closer to her wet spot. Although ‘wet’ might be an understatement.

Wasting no more time, I grip her thigh tightly and pull her leg up, spreading her glistening nethers before me. She shudders and gasps at the sensation, and her aura ripples appropriately. She’s already in love with this feeling, this loss of control. Judging by her aura’s inconsistency, she doesn’t get to be submissive as often as she takes control. Nothing ventured, nothing gained.

I grind my hardness against her and lean forward, whispering gruffly into her ear, “This is what you’ve been waiting for, right? To be fucked upside a wall until you can’t walk anymore?”

“Y-yeah… So why aren’t ya doin’ it? Break me already…”

“Call me baby.”

“B-baby…” Her mouth is wide open, gasping like she just ran a marathon. “Please fuck Momma.”

I feel my aura surge. Leave it to somepony as inhibited as Cloudchaser to help me discover a new kink. I bend my legs and angle my pelvis so my cock lines up with ‘Momma’, ready for the push. I slowly move upwards, the head of my cock pressing up against her walls. She soaks me with her vaginal juices, moaning softly. I turn that moan into a loud one when I grab her hip with my free hand and push her down.

With a sudden jerk of my hips, I pull out and slam back inside of her, groaning as I feel her walls tighten around me. Cloudchaser moans and turns the side of her face to the wall, letting her arms and breasts push back against me. After a couple long, heavy thrusts I quicken the pace, pistoning her and kneeling down so that the curve of my member rubs along her soft upper walls.

Cloudchaser makes no effort to stifle her voice, freely moaning with every thrust, and sharply breathing each time I pull out. She begins to gyrate her hips down onto my cock, pushing all of her deepest parts against it each time I find my way inside of her. With a grin, I spank her, and grip her asscheeks tightly, regaining full control and letting her simply slump against the wall in bliss.

“You’re dripping like the little cockslut you are,” I say between belaboured breaths and heavy thrusts. “You’re tightening around me like you wanna cum. Are you really going to lose it so quickly, after you’ve been waiting for this all night?”

“I’m… mmhn… Baby, I can’t help it. Fuck me until I’m filled to the brim. I-I don’t wanna walk... Mmm, please…” Cloudchaser’s voice slurs down further and further into blissful delirium, “Oh goddesses, baby, d-don’t stop, don’t stop, I-I’m gonna—”

“Fuck, Cloudchaser!” I howl as her pussy clamps down on my length. Her body matches her words; she really does want it bad. But I’m not ready yet. I’m in charge, I get to decide when she gets my load… which she won’t have to wait long for, but dammit, if I’m not going to keep her waiting as long as I can.

“R-Rumble, please…” Her eyes are panned up, her face is red, and she seems to have lost control of her tongue. I can make her sweat more, though. I slam my moistened palms to her breasts and squeeze them as hard as I can, making her cry out in blissful agony. “Agh! This is toooorture!” she moans.

“Rrrgh, just you wait…” I say through clamped teeth. I’m slamming into her so quickly, my length is hardly anything but balls deep inside. I can’t fuck her any closer than I am now, and that’s why I can’t hold it in anymore.

Our auras begin to merge, and this time, I know I have nothing to fear. I let the colors intertwine, tangling together, melting into one between and within our bodies, until there’s an explosion of color that fills my vision, leaving me blinded for one sweet moment as I shoot my load into Cloudchaser with one thick, unimpeded burst.

When the white clears, I see Cloudchaser fall, her hand clawing at the wall, a trail of saliva left in her wake. She slumps down where the floor meets the wall, breathing so heavily I fear she might bust a lung. Sweat clings to her back like rain.

I look at myself, noticing that my real wings have come out to play once again. I quickly will them to disappear, and in an instant my fake pegasus wings return.

Cloudchaser remains hunched over. Her nethers apparently couldn’t contain all of me; my spunk leaks out of her slit, draining onto the carpet, no doubt leaving a stain in the process. Like I care. It’s just a testament to how satisfied I left my mare…

Wow, since when do I think like that? This lady’s freaky attitude is getting to me.

“R-Rumble…” she mutters, clumsily motioning her arm towards me. “Baby, I…”

“What is it?” I ask, kneeling down and wrapping my arm around her.

She laughs out loud. “...I can’t move my legs.”