The Assistant of a Lifetime

by LoreLove

Rating: mature
Tags: Slice of Life, Sex, Coco Pommel, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Romance, Porn, Rarity
Length: 15318

After returning from Manehattan, Rarity has taken in a new assistant. Though, he may end up being more than she thought.

After Rarity has taken a new assistant to help with her designs, she learns more about them. From emotions to simple actions, he seems to act a little different around her. The praise and his eagerness to work are all fine, but is there something more he isn't saying? What pony is waiting on the other to make the first move?

Contains: Rule 63 Coco Pommel (Cocoa Cantle)

Cover art by: Jargon Scott

Published 2015-02-19 22:00:01 UTC
Last updated 2015-02-19 22:00:01 UTC

Sewing Fates Together

Since the day he arrived, Cocoa Cantle had been eager to help the lovely and sweet Rarity at her own boutique. While he wasn't settled in with his new workplace, the cream colored earth pony had been very happy to help the white unicorn with her designs. From dresses to underwear, he was tackling as many ideas as possible. Rarity seemed to have quite the backlog of unfinished fashion items which kept him plenty busy.

Rarity had spent most of her days working on new designs or trying to finish up old ones. Her hooves had never seemed quite as busy as they were since Cocoa's arrival. The marshmallow colored unicorn was swiftly coming to like the spirit of her new assistant. Always eager to work and never one to let that cute smile fade from their muzzle. It was nice to lessen her workload just a bit.

Cocoa had taken to working overnights a few times. Sleeping on the luxurious couch Rarity kept in one of the rooms was actually rather comfortable. He had even made up for any lost time by staying to help with customers and their orders. The smaller pony was just elated to help out in any way he could.

He did have another reason for joining the seamstress mare in her line of work. Upon seeing her pretty dresses and the pony behind them, Cocoa had taken a liking to her. Generous and looking to care about her friends so much, Rarity seemed to hold a special place in his heart. Of course, he couldn't let that interfere with his work.

To him, Rarity looked absolutely beautiful and carried herself so gracefully. She may be a slightly bigger pony than himself but that didn't change his view at all. If one day he could work up the courage to ask her out or even for lunch it would make him so happy. Maybe making her works look so exceptional would woo her to him. Only way to know for sure would be to keep working.

The slightly smaller pony's hooves fed the fabric into the machine as he let the threads work along it. Cocoa's tongue slipped from between his lips as he concentrated on guiding the sheet properly, his forelegs moving the fabric while a hind leg pressed the pedal below. It had to be perfect for Rarity. Not that she wouldn't fix the tiny mistakes or accept it, but he wouldn't allow himself to mess up for her.

Longer feeds of the different fabrics and cloths moved under his hooves, sewing them together or cutting parts away. It certainly was a bit tougher without magic, considering what he's seen that amazing Rarity do with such an ability, but he did wonders with just his hooves and mouth. He had even been commended on it on several occasions by the white unicorn. Those praises always brought a small blush to his cheeks.

His hind leg pushed down, the hoof pressing onto the pedal while he kept up his pace. The clock in the room showed it near noon, yet he wasn't ready for a break yet. Rarity might end up pulling him away to get him to eat a bit of something, which he was perfectly okay with, but he wouldn't leave his spot if he had his way. At least, not until the dress was done. He wanted to surprise her with the progress he had made on it.

So many types of fabrics that he hadn't even seen lined one of the walls of the boutique. Cocoa had spent a good bit of one day just trying to memorize the ones that surprised him. Each one was as unique and beautiful as the last. A few times, he had caught himself imagining what a dress made of such fabrics would feel like on him.

Cocoa shook his head and smiled some. Silly stallion. Even if most stallions thought it to be odd if a pony were to wear something more feminine, he liked it. They were pretty and deserved to be shown off as much as possible. Nothing wrong with liking what he liked.

A small turn and the sewing machine began stitching together another few folds or seams. He had a natural talent for his work and he enjoyed it as much as the great Rarity did. Maybe she would notice his hard work and ask him out. He always ended up getting a bit of a turn in his stomach when he wanted to state his feelings or just ask her to dinner. It was hard to think of such a mare even wanting to spend time with him, much less, asking him to work for her.

Whether or not she truly thought about such things, he knew not. His head would drift in the clouds as he worked, being mindful of everything around him until he got too focused on a seam. Still, he would love to have a bit of time with the one and only Rarity who had been so generous to take him in. A bit of lunch or maybe dinner and a movie. Now, if only she could be the one to ask.

Courage wasn't much of his thing. He did quit his last job, but it was out of feeling bad for such designs being stolen. In fact, Rarity wouldn't have known she won if he hadn't shown up when he did. It only proved to him how much of a sweet pony she was, caring more about her friends in such a time. She really was something else.

“Cocoa~” he heard that familiar voice carol out. “I've brought some more fabrics for us to get started on tomorrow!”

The slightly smaller stallion smiled and wiggled his rump in the seat. His blue tail swayed off the side as he heard the news. More work with Rarity! Maybe asking for the dinner would happen soon. Just had to calm himself enough to ask properly.

“You want to see them?” Rarity asked him, using her magic to hold the bags in front of her as she stepped into the room.

“Yes, Miss Rarity!” Cocoa exclaimed, stopping the machine and turning to look at her.

“Oh, you don't have to call me that, remember?” she reminded him.

Cocoa blushed a bit as his ears lowered, but his smile showed he enjoyed being on such an equal level with her. His head gave a nod as he used his hooves to straighten his red tie a bit. Couldn't look too disheveled if he planned on asking her out. Just had to find the right moment for it.

“Now, I was thinking of making a wonderful little item with this green,” the fashion pony began explaining. Her horn lit up as she started showing off the colors from the bag she had.

Maybe he could wait until she was calmed down. It would be rude to interrupt just to ask for a bite to eat with her. He could wait. Even if she ended up not wanting to go, it would be better to have her answer when she wasn't wanting to explain ideas.

“Yes, ma'am,” Cocoa said while he listened and paid attention.

“Then, I thought... Cocoa, dear, have you had lunch yet? You look like you've been working non-stop,” Rarity observed, her head tilting to the side.

“Uh, well, I was going to when I finished the dress here,” he tried to tell her before he felt those soft forelegs wrap around his neck lightly.

“Oh, darling. You don't have to wear your little self out just for me~” Rarity said, her cheek giving a small nuzzle to his own. “Come. Let's have lunch. You must be simply famished!”

Cocoa almost melted at the touch, his own forelegs reaching up, hesitantly hovering around the pony hugging him. He wanted to hug back but it might be a bit uncalled for. The embrace to him was more than he could have asked for as it was. His body stayed still while he thought about it until he finally moved his arms closer.

Rarity seemed to pull away just before those forelegs of her assistant held her back while she smiled and rubbed his head with a hoof. The blue mane atop his head got ruffled while he smiled and pulled his arms back. He enjoyed the small bits of affection.

“Now, let's go get ourselves something to eat. What do you say?” she asked.

“Yes, Miss Rarity!” Cocoa agreed as he hopped out of the chair and watched her playfully roll her eyes at the title.

Cocoa thought to himself as he followed her and tried coming up with a moment he might eventually might be able to tell her about going on a date. Then again, they were heading out to lunch right then, so maybe it would constitute as a date itself. The young stallion grinned as he kept up and nosed a few doors open for her. She didn't have to tell him whether or not it was a date because he'd enjoy whatever she liked.

-

The small bistro was rather empty for the hour they arrived. Usually, ponies would be getting their lunch about now, or had Cocoa just waited that long until being pulled out to eat? It didn't matter. Cocoa was happy to have the time with Rarity and as much privacy to talk as possible. She just looked to lovely sipping at her tea.

“Now that we have a little time to relax, tell me about yourself, Cocoa,” Rarity said, smiling softly to him as he magic set down her cup.

“Well, what would you like to know?” he asked, his front hooves tapping together nervously as he looks down at the table.

“Mm, how about we start with something simple? What's your favorite color?” the fashion pony asked, leaning in a little to listen to every word he had to say.

“O-oh, that's easy,” Cocoa answers with a smile, looking into Rarity's eyes. “It's blue.”

“A beautiful color that excels in so many ways. Very good choice,” she replied while watching him. “What exactly got you into the fashion business, dear?”

He loved it when she called him that. Of course, she called everypony that when talking to them equally, but it held a special place in his heart for him. He had thought about repeating the word back but ended up deciding against it. It might not be the best idea. Probably come off too strong to her.

“I liked the way suits and dresses were made. Your dresses also looked really pretty,” he admits, not exactly catching himself in that slip.

“You liked my dresses, hon?” Rarity asked, a bit more interested in the fact a young stallion enjoyed such attire.

“Oh! Uh, well... They're very pretty and I think they would look good on ponies,” Cocoa tried saving, his ears pinned to his head as his heart began racing. The poor colt's face was flushed as he tried keeping calm.

Rarity kept on her smile as she watched him react and gave a gentle nod. Her horn lit up as she took her cup to her lips and sipped quietly, looking over the rim at her adorable assistant. When she set it back down, a foreleg reached over and her hoof gave one of his arms a small pat. A reassuring gesture.

“That's very kind of you to say, Cocoa. I don't know of almost any stallions or colts that would be so honest about liking the beauty of a dress,” the marshmallow colored pony told him.

“Yeah?” Cocoa said, looking up and letting his ears perk up a little.

“Mhm~” Rarity said, nodding and smiling a bit wider. “Nothing wrong with enjoying things you like.”

She was right. Even if other stallions teased him about liking to sew dresses, and maybe on rare occasions try a few on without their knowledge, it was what he liked. Being mean to him wouldn't change that. Rarity even seemed a little giddy about him saying how he thought the attire was pretty.

“I just thought you enjoyed being creative, darling. The fact you actually like the dresses ponies make is... well, it's cute~” the white unicorn tells him as she gives a light giggle.

Cocoa felt himself blush a bit more as his eyes moved down to the table once again. He hadn't thought of things in quite the same way before. Cute? Was it really cute for him to like dresses? The thought made him squirm slightly before he smiled and shrugged. If Rarity found it cute then so be it!

“Thank you, Miss Rarity,” he said softly, unable to keep the smile from showing.

“Oh, darling. You can just call me Rarity, you know,” the white unicorn told him as she gave a soft laugh. “You're welcome, though. You're a very hard worker, dear.”

The rest of their lunch was spent talking about a few designs or just small things here or there to learn more about each other. It wasn't easy for Cocoa to focus while being so close to the mare he had grown fond of. He just wished he was a bit more of what she looked for in stallions. Many of the flirts she seemed to have were nothing like him.

Not the most pleasant of thoughts but maybe he could still be something special to her. He sure hoped so. Rarity had done so much for him and he wasn't sure how he could ever repay her. The colt's heart held so much love for the unicorn despite hardly ever showing it. He just needed a good time to let her know was all.

After all, she deserved what she wanted for how wonderful she was.

-

During their continued work in the boutique, Cocoa had been letting his mind wander a bit. His eyes would shift focus to Rarity at her own sewing machine and watch her for a while until he needed to watch his hooves. It may not have been the safest idea but he liked to see her when he could. She somehow managed to brighten his day without even trying.

A few ribbons and sheets of cloth floated over to the table where Cocoa was working. His eyes brows raised while he looked them over and glanced up to Rarity who seemed to be smiling with a nod. Looked like he just had to assemble most of it together instead of cutting the patterns and all for once. She sure was nice to him.

Rarity seemed to be taking it a little easier on him. He had spent the last few days working diligently on making the dresses and other sorts of attire almost from scratch. Perhaps he had really shown how well he was with his work for her. Maybe this was his reward.

The idea made him smile as he looked over the various items. A dress and some panties looked to be what was requested. Before he could ask, two sheets floated over to him as he glanced them over. Indeed, he was correct and felt a little proud of himself for it. Of course, he wasn't sure why a pony would request undergarments but he didn't judge.

Satisfied with an easy task, Cocoa began working right away. The pieces fit perfectly and he was eagerly stitching the fabrics together. As he did, he hardly noticed Rarity watching him from across the room. The small stallion was too busy working to impress her and humming to himself a little to notice those shining, blue eyes upon him.

After a while, he eventually finished the dress and held it in his hooves. A small flap and he smiled at how lovely it looked to him. The colors and all just worked well together. Rarity knew just how to make them! The young stallion chuckled and bit his lip. He had even helped!

A look over the rest of the fabric made him blush a bit before hanging up the dress. Some panties that had to be specially made by hoof. The colt swallowed in an attempt to sway his nervousness before sitting back down in the chair and looking at the few pieces left. He shouldn't be so bashful about such clothing items but they still made him blush.

The silky fabric was delicate to work with but he managed to carefully start sewing them together. Cocoa's hooves were slow on getting all the angles right while he did his best not to sew over anything important. It was a slow process, but he managed to get the dainty pair of panties finished with a look of delight on his face. He did it!

The cream colored stallion slipped his hooves into the waistband of the item, stretching it out a little. A giggle escaped his mouth while he tested the springy nature of the waist before he set them back down on the table. They did feel a little nice on his forelegs for a second. He just couldn't stop working to fool around with some of the clothing items, sadly.

Soon after, Cocoa found himself finishing up work on a few other items. Rarity had liked how well he managed to piece together the articles of clothing and gave him a few more. Each one was like assembling a puzzle and it felt so exciting to see what the true piece was when he finished. Sure, the designed showed him, but the drawings were nothing compared to the beauty that were the actual bits of clothing.

They had been working for hours but it only felt like minutes to Cocoa. He was always enjoying the work he could do with Rarity. Still, he had to stop sometime and get some rest. When he stretched his legs out and yawns, the action seemed to catch the attention of the white unicorn.

“Cocoa, dear. Why don't you go and get some sleep? We can finish up the rest tomorrow,” Rarity mentioned with a smile, her eyes resting on him from behind her glasses.

“You sure, Miss Rarity? I could continue for a bit longer,” Cocoa tried explaining while already shuffling spare fabric to the side.

“I'm sure, dear. In fact, why don't you rest here for the night? I'll get you some breakfast in the morning,” the fashion designer pony told him.

“Here? Where would I... I mean, I would hate to impose,” he tries telling her before she shakes her head.

“No, no. I won't hear it, dear! You've worked yourself plenty and you deserve a little breakfast in the morning,” Rarity said while taking her glasses off.

Cocoa was thinking of refusing, but she seemed so insistent on her decision of him staying. The small stallion bit his lip before he finally gave a slow nod. The idea did sound rather nice. Plus, being able to sleep near the one and only Rarity had him a little elated beyond words.

“Okay. Where do I... sleep?” Cocoa asked, glancing around the room and wondering to himself.

“You can have my bed, sweetheart,” Rarity answered while she smiled. “I can take the couch for you.”

“You don't have to do that, Miss Rarity,” he said, looking around a bit more and lowering his ears. “I can sleep on the couch, if you prefer.”

“Cocoa, darling, I wouldn't dream of having you sleep on the couch! You deserve a comfy bed for the night!” the unicorn told him as she walked over and wrapped a foreleg around his neck, giving a gentle hug.

The soft embrace had the small stallion nearly melt as he leaned in against the mare. He wasn't as tall as he but he certainly didn't mind. She was so warm and soft against him while he relaxed and let her leg give a soft squeeze. It was a moment that he could have enjoyed forever.

“It's okay, Cocoa. I'll be fine with the couch downstairs. Just don't be afraid to come get me if you have trouble sleeping,” Rarity assured him and nosed at one of his ears.

“Yes, ma'am,” he nearly whispered back, loving those small notions to his ear before she pulled away.

The two said their peace and parted ways in the boutique a little later, when night fell. Cocoa had enjoyed talking a little more with her and just praising her and her work as much as he could. Repeating phrases several times and having a hard time holding eye contact left him unable to say his true feelings. It was still something he hadn't done much, though.

Once the night came, Rarity made sure Cocoa was perfectly fine with his stay in her room as she closed the door and began heading downstairs. It was his first time sleeping in the place and a little rush of excitement was running through him for it. He was happy to be sleeping in the same bed Rarity did so often. It was almost like a dream come true.

The small stallion laid down in the bed, shifting under the covers and finally resting his head on the pillow. It smelled just like her! His muzzle turned and pressed into the pillow more as he breathed deeply. It wouldn't be hard for him to get rest with that comforting scent so close. The only thing he could really think of asking for would be to have the pony it belonged to next to him.

Maybe in due time.

-

Upon waking up in the morning, Cocoa wasn't greeted with the promised breakfast. Then again, he did feel as though he woke up a bit earlier than usual. The cream color pony stretched and hopped out of the bed, still admiring the scent lingering from Rarity's time spent there. He didn't want to make too much noise if she was still sleeping downstairs.

Being awake let the stallion to his own devices as he wandered around the room a bit and began poking at a few of the hanging fashion items from last season. They were all so beautiful to him. Vibrant and soft while being so pleasing to the eyes. He hadn't tried one on in a long time.

The idea donned on him as he bit his lip and looked at the door. The boutique wouldn't open for about three more hours. Cocoa pressed an ear to the door as he stayed quiet and listened. There weren't any sounds and he had enough time to hear the hooves coming up the stairs if things got a little too close. Maybe just a few minutes wouldn't hurt.

Cocoa bounded back over to the rack of dresses and looked them all over. He wanted to try each one on, but being pressed for time and a little wary about his privacy had him consider only one. His hooves moved along each one until he stopped at a bright blue piece. It looked perfect.

Quickly, the young looking stallion pulled the dress off the hanger and started to slip it on. Standing on his hinds, his forelegs shuffled the dress down over him while he grunted a little. It was a bit tense on trying not to rip any part of the dress in his attempt to wear it. He had the figure for it but not the practice of putting one on as much as he had liked.

When he finally popped his head out of the top, he looked down over his freshly dressed body and giggled lightly. He thought it looked really nice on him. His hips turned as he let the dress sway and flow before he went back to all fours and moved to a mirror. To his surprise, the dress made him look more like a mare than he was expecting it to. Not that he didn't like it.

A flick of the mane and he began making flirty gestures in the mirror. Small things at first, like a kissing face or some bedroom eyes, but he eventually began posing in the dress. Angles he could think of ended up being more flirtatious than he intended, but at least it was only him in the room. The stallion was loving every second of his little dress-up fun in the mirror.

Cocoa moved about and let himself indulge in the small bit of just being able to be himself for once. His hind legs supported him as he walked around and hummed lightly to himself. The blue tail behind him gave a few swishes here and there as he began dancing a little and giggling to himself. It was ending up being a bit more fun than he anticipated. He wished he could do it more often.

The cross-dressing stallion kept up the dancing before he bit his lip in thought and looked over to Rarity's dresser. Maybe she wouldn't mind if he tried on a pair. So long as he washed them, of course! Cocoa blushed and covered his muzzle with his hooves as he swayed from side to side until heading over and pulling open one of the drawers.

Inside rest a plethora of colorful and lacy panties that must have graced the white unicorn at some point or another. Then again, he wasn't completely interested in that fact, but it did excite him a little. A pair of black and lacy panties caught his eye, pulling them out as he looked them over before starting to pull off the dress he was wearing. He still had a little time, so maybe just a bit more dressing up until he heads out to check on Rarity.

With the dress back on the rack, Cocoa carefully moved the panties down with his front hooves as he stood on his hind legs. The pony lifted one left and stepped into the fabric, tugging it up and then repeating with the other. A good pull and he let out a soft gasp as the material caressed up his legs and right up against his lap like a perfect cradle to those smaller than average plums. It felt amazing.

The cream colored stallion breathed slowly as he savored the sensation running up against his body. The new feeling of such a fabric hugging his sweet grapes and that small member. It was a little tough to move around in them with the backside trying to glide up between his cheeks. The curious assistant gave up on trying to pluck it free before he looked in the mirror once again.

“Oh, wow! I'm pretty in these, too!” Cocoa exclaimed as quietly as he could.

His hooves pressed to his cheeks to suppress his smile before he blushed brighter and turned away. He could hardly believe he was feeling this way over just some clothing on him. Then again, the clothing in question were rather intimate looking with all the lace adorning it. It also felt extremely nice rubbing against his sweet coin purse and tender shaft. He was having a hard time keeping calm in them as he pranced around a bit.

It didn't take long for Cocoa to begin lightly singing as he strut his stuff across the room. His panties, or rather Rarity's, clung to his lower form like a sexy, lacy coat. The creamy colored stallion bobbed his head and fanned a foreleg out while he sang, stepping from side to side. He was enjoying the freedom of his little expression plenty.

“I kissed a colt and I liked it!” he sang out, turning and popping his hips from side to side. “The taste of his honey chapstick!”

Little did the colt know that he wasn't entirely alone. The door to the room had been cracked open just a hair as a blue eye watched on. The mare behind the door gazed at the cute hips shaking and her ears picked up the soft voice singing as dear Cocoa continued on, blissfully unaware. Rarity liked it very much.

It was probably best for the unicorn to go make breakfast soon. Making a bit of noise to give him time to slip out of those panties would be a good idea. Of course, the idea of getting him out of those little dainties herself was a savoring thought, but now wasn't the time. At least some nights would have a good thought to rest her head to now.

“I kissed a colt just to try it!” Cocoa sang out and started putting his tie on. “I hope my coltfriend don't mind it!”

Rarity stifled a small giggle as she backed away and closed the door. Time to treat her adorable assistant to a good breakfast and let him be himself as he pleased. No need to startle the poor colt.

-

That night was met with a bit of tension in the air. Rarity had seen her dear friend, and her adorable assistant, in a pair of her own underwear. Of course, she rarely wore them as it stood, but the thought was cute by itself. Also, she felt flattered he found her own attire so nice that he wanted to wear it himself.

The unicorn sat opposite of the table from him as they ate. She had insisted on making dinner for them both and did quite a good job, she thought. Cocoa seemed to really enjoy it with how little was left on his own plate. The fashion designer was pleased with the results.

“You must have enjoyed the meal quite a bit,” she teased and watched him nod.

“I did. It was very good, Miss Rarity!” Cocoa told her while smiling. “I could help you with the dishes.”

Such a sweetheart. Rarity shook her head and magically lifted the plates up while hovering them around. Cocoa watched in awe and followed her along as she set them in the sink. The look on his face was almost enough for her to just kiss him.

“Oh, right. That,” Cocoa mentioned, apparently forgetting how easy magic made a few chores. “That must be nice.”

“Mm, it can be, dear. Now that you're well-fed and our work for the day is done, how about a bit of relaxing before bed?” Rarity suggested.

It was a small chance she was playing for trying to get just a little closer to the young looking stallion, but she at least wanted to try. He didn't seem to be making a move. She couldn't blame him after seeing it in his eyes that he had something he wanted to say. It was easy to notice and she saw it every day.

“What do you mean?” the gentle stallion asked.

“Well, we could just talk or maybe settle down and look over designs,” the unicorn began saying. Her eyes shifted over to the couch while she spoke.

“That would be nice. I would like that,” Cocoa admitted and let her lead the way while he tagged along in nervous steps.

Rarity hopped up onto the couch and settled down before looking the cream colored stallion with a smile. He seemed hesitant on joining her but slowly managed his way onto the cushions. Even though they weren't cuddling by any means, the mare still felt her heart flutter lightly at being close to him. She only hoped he felt the same.

Cocoa gave a few glances around the room, looking as if he were purposely trying to avoid her gaze. It gave her plenty of time to notice his smaller frame looked to be just perfect for holding all night against her. As much as she would love to have a big stallion hold her close during the nights, she often found herself thinking of just a cute colt to hold instead.

Her staring must have been a little too obvious as she heard her name before noticing Cocoa giving her an awkward look. A small wave of her hoof and she laughed it away, telling him it was nothing. As much as she wanted to tell him how good he looked, she held back on many of her compliments. Though, she knew he deserved each one.

The two stayed upon the cushions for a bit until Rarity finally scooted a bit closer and gave his back a light pat. Cocoa seemed to relax a bit at the touch and looked to lean a little towards her from it. Her hoof made a gentle glide down his back and then moved back up. The very quiet coo she heard made her nearly let out a soft giggle.

“You've worked so hard, dear,” she said lightly and began gently rubbing his back more. “Poor thing. You're so tense, too.”

“Th-thank you, Miss Rarity,” Cocoa said while he closed his eyes and lowered his ears as his body gave in to the back rubs.

“Darling, you don't have to call me that, remember? Just Rarity is fine,” she cooed to him, now beginning to use two hooves.

There was no reply other than a soft groan as her hooves pressed up against her assistant's back. The kneading was slow and gentle, making sure to work out a few of the touch areas from his constant posture little movement of working. Maybe she should get him off that chair more often and walk about to stretch his cute legs. Starting tomorrow, that would be an idea she could run by him.

As she continued and thought about what the next day would bring, she smiled to herself a little. During the day, she may have put up a hanger with a two piece bikini on it. If he happened to want to try and dress up once more then she might be able to suggest items for him without him knowing. It was a rather exciting thought. He also looked so precious in the clothing during the morning.

“Would you like sleep in my bed again for the night, Cocoa?” Rarity asked, slowing down her hooves and leaning in to listen.

“If it's okay with you,” the young looking stallion answered back and smiled, his eyes already looking weary. Her back rubs may have relaxed him a little too much.

The white unicorn stopped the massage and waited to see if he would get up to head upstairs to her room. Instead, Cocoa slumped down a little and leaned over to the side. Rarity smiled and used her magic to carefully pull him to her as she slipped a blanket over them both and laid back. It would be rude to wake the poor colt up just to get him to sleep someplace else.

In no time at all, the two of them were out like a light and sleeping soundly on the couch.

-

When morning came, Rarity awoke to find herself alone on the comfy couch. The blanket she had pulled over them both now only rest over herself as she looked around the room. Cocoa must have got up during the night and went to get in bed. She smiled a bit as she thought about how warm her was against her last night before another idea entered her mind.

The unicorn carefully got up and made her way up the stairs as quietly as she could. She could hardly believe she was so excited to see if her prized pupil had gone back to their antics again. It was making her heart beat quickly at the idea, her nose giving the lightest of presses to the door. It took only a nudge to crack the door open as she peered inside once again.

There he was. Cocoa had slipped on the bikini briefs and even the top for one reason or another. Despite the top being practically useless it did make him look a bit more feminine. Rarity bit her lip as she saw him dance and sway again, singing his same tune from yesterday in his happy movements. It was honestly a bit arousing to her.

His hips swayed and moved in ways most mares would be jealous of. The young stallion smiled to himself as his hind legs danced him from one side of the room to the other. The entire time, that cupped package gave the tiniest of jiggles with his steps. It looked like the crotch of the swimwear would have been too small for any other stallion, but it hugged those little dumplings and that sweet member just perfectly.

Rarity was happy for more than enough reasons as her hind end squirmed in place while she watched. He was quite clearly an attractive stallion. Sure, he was younger than most, or at least looked it, but not by much. In fact, she liked how he was just a bit smaller than most. It was cute.

There was a small shift in Cocoa's movements that brought Rarity out of her thoughts. His hind legs moved a slight bit closer together as he slowed his pace and put a hoof down to cover his lap. Was he hurting? Did the elastic hold too tight? Rarity's mind was running in circles of trying to figure out what was wrong with her design until he removed his hoof.

The smooth tent that was pitched at Cocoa's lap wasn't nearly as large as most stallions she had seen. That hardly changed the fact that it nearly caused her to give away her peeking. The unicorn bit her lip a little hard as she kept from squeaking out her delight at seeing the cute bulge pressing outwards some from the stallion's lap. It was a wonder that the swimwear didn't lift from him at the sides with how hard he looked to be.

More of a peek would have been lovely but he looked to be ready to change out of it and maybe get out of the room. Rarity took a deep breath and pulled herself away while she let that image stay in her mind on the way down the stairs. As much as she wanted to, she couldn't stay and be caught peeping in on the poor colt. It might scare him and think less of her.

Rarity lowered her ears while she made her way back to the couch and magically moved it just enough to give herself a tiny bit of privacy. The mare hopped up onto the cushioned seats before laying down and using her magic to pull the blanket back over her. It sounded like a good idea to her to feign a little sleep and maybe think longer on that sight she got to behold.

Slowly, the white hoof of one of her forelegs slipped down further under the blanket. She could hardly believe she was attempting this, but it seemed like an opportune moment. That hoof traveled down her body as she teased herself until resting it right above her lap. The feeling of her own wetness at her lap had her breathing deeply already. She only hoped the blanket would mask the scent.

In a careful move, her foreleg dipped lower until her hoof brushed over those slick folds and pressed between her thighs. It was hard not to make much sound but it felt so good! The unicorn hadn't exactly pleasured herself in so long that she nearly forgot she could feel this good. A smooth press down and back up sent her hoof gliding over the damp slit, rubbing against the winking clit with each pass. It was going to be a battle with herself on trying to secretly do this with Cocoa possibly coming downstairs at any moment.

Another glide of her hoof and Rarity closed her eyes, breathing a bit heavily. A soft gasp escaped her lips while she started up the motions and began a slow but steady rhythm of rubbing her most intimate of areas in secret. Somehow, the thrill of possibly getting caught by her sweet assistant was turning her on more than she expected.

A pass over the sensitive love button and her hind legs clenched together to stop her hoof. It was a little much for her already. Had she really gone so long without tending to herself in such needs? That question hardly mattered now as she performed the necessary actions to appease just those urges. It was wonderful.

Every time her delicate hoof traced over the pleasure nub, her body shuddered and made her secrete a bit more of her juices. It was going to be risky trying to clean up but she would manage. She just wanted that burning desire within to be sated for a while. To her knowledge, another stallion hadn't made her feel this way in quite some time. Cocoa really was something else.

The movements were as careful as she could be under the warm blanket. If Cocoa were to come by, she would need to be able to not make any indication of her actions. Still, it just felt so good touching herself after seeing his sweet erection in those bikini briefs. Something about it enticed her more than the most hung of stallions. Perhaps that it was a cute size or maybe that the pony it was attached to was the most adorable one she's ever seen.

A shift and her flanks turned to slightly let her body lay over her foreleg. The marshmallow colored mare moved her hips and began dragging that drooling slit against her soft limb. They were slow grinds but they felt amazing, especially when her clit would wink and press right against the offered stimulation for it. Keeping quiet was getting even harder to do.

Her tail shifted to the side to make it appear as if she were still laying on her own side from a glance. The unicorn's hips pressed more to her hoof and limb as she clenched her eyes shut a bit more. She was getting close! That wall holding back her orgasm was beginning to crack.

The sound of the door upstairs opening made her ears perk up as she ran through her choices in her mind. It didn't take long before she was quickly humping against her hoof and muffling her soft grunts into the cushion as fast as she could. The slick juices were making her shiver at the smooth passes it made for her lap to move back and forth.

It was panic time when she heard the gentle hooves across the floor. There would be no way she could climax before he got to the couch. Rarity did her best to settle down in the slightly awkward position as her heart hammered away in her chest. She had never been more nervous than she was that moment.

The hooves stopped near the couch as she did her best to appear as if she were sleeping peacefully. The internal praying to Celestia that her scent wasn't noticeable had her almost sweating as she waited for whatever was to happen next. The unicorn kept her eyes shut as her loins burned with a passion that she wanted to help give. Then she heard a small shift.

“I'll make breakfast, Miss Rarity,” the soft voice of her assistant whispered to her.

She was about to relax until the warmth and soft caress of his cheek met her own. That was all she needed. The simple contact had her make a tiny sound before she felt her inner walls clench tight. That wall holding back her climax came crashing down as she let the soft touch do its magic on her body.

Cocoa made a questioning noise before she heard the hooves move away as her juices flooded over her hoof. If she could open her eyes they would be rolled back in bliss as her body shook gently beneath the blanket. The warm fluid over her foreleg had her realize just how much she enjoyed the closeness of her dear assistant.

For the moment, she had to stay still and relax. Moving around too much might cause a bit more issues than she needs. At least the daring young stallion was ready to make breakfast for them both this time. That was such a sweet gesture. Maybe he deserved a small reward for it. A kiss? That could do quite nicely.

Rarity laid still for a good ten minutes as she heard Cocoa beginning to work in the kitchen. Soon, she got up and moved away the blanket to see the glistening trail of her fun all along one of her forelegs and the hoof. Her crotch was practically doused in the bliss she had been overcome by as her aroma began to rise. A quick trot into the bathroom, with the blanket in tow, and she was safe from embarrassment.

“Miss Rarity? Are you awake?” she heard the voice of Cocoa call out. The sound of a pan being placed on the stove followed after.

“Um, yes, darling! Just need to freshen up!” Rarity called back with her voice nearly wavering while she tried to calm down.

That had come a little too close for comfort for the mare. Her magic stuffed the blanket in a hamper as she looked over her body and hoof. A shower might be beneficial. It sounded as though Cocoa had things handled in the kitchen, so there seemed to be no better time.

The hot water felt amazing when she stepped into the shower. A good wake up and it helped ease her muscles while she stood under the water in relief. It went without saying that the unicorn enjoyed getting her scent to wash off as well. Or, at least as much as it could. There may be a small hint of it left.

When she stepped out, a sniff to herself made her bite her lip nervously before sighing. If she wanted to raise suspicion then taking a longer shower would certainly have Cocoa wonder about her. It was as good as it could get. There would be a hint lingering on her but making she could mask it with a little perfume.

Rarity floated up a towel and wrapped her mane up in it as she began getting ready for the day. It may take a little bit since she practically scrambled to the bathroom, but she wanted to appear presentable for the colt. It was always good to appear as beautiful as she was to anypony, yet Cocoa was a special pony to her.

-

As the cream colored earth pony was getting breakfast ready, Cocoa heard the bathroom door close and the water start running. Sounded like Rarity was needing a shower, but he couldn't see why. She looked just as lovely as ever, even when sleeping. He was thankful that she was still asleep when he came downstairs a bit ago.

With him dancing and enjoying how snug the swimsuit was on him, he couldn't help but feel a tad embarrassed over himself. The young looking stallion had never worn an item of clothing that made him react in such a manner before. It was strange but he liked it quite a bit. Maybe a little too much since he ended up taking them off and using a hoof to rub them along his small shaft.

Lucky him, he was quick to pull them away or else he would be explaining why the swimwear took an early dip. He felt a tad ashamed he masturbated with them. It was a spontaneous moment and Rarity was sleeping, so he didn't see much harm. Just a little bit of a quick ease in tension.

Currently, he had donned Rarity's apron in the kitchen while he cooked. It was white with a pink outline and had frills along the edges. He liked how cute it looked. He just wasn't sure if it even looked good on him. Either way, it was the only apron he found, so it wasn't like he had much of a choice in how to look if he wanted to stay clean.

The stallion tried his best to make the best breakfast he had ever done. The aroma of the food seemed to be making him hungrier by the second. He hoped that Rarity would like it as much as he would. Cocoa wasn't completely talentless in the kitchen.

With the door to the bathroom opening and Rarity walking out with her mane in a towel, Cocoa quickly trotted over to begin placing the dishes and items. As he passed by the unicorn, he couldn't help but pick up the lovely scent she had upon her. Some kind of perfume, if he had to guess. She looked pleased at the work he was doing for their morning meal which sent his spirits soaring.

When everything was set, Cocoa waited to seat Rarity before he hopped over and climbed into his own chair. He just had to act normal and maybe he wouldn't raise suspicion on his little adventure up in the bedroom earlier. Just had to play it cool and act normal. Sounded like a plan.

“How early did you wake up, dear?” Rarity asked, hovering a fork above her plate while she looked to him.

“Huh?” Cocoa replied, a bit startled and looking around before quickly settled back down. “Oh! Um, I woke up not long before you went to shower.”

“Mm, I see,” she said, eating a bit and smiling. “You make quite a good breakfast. You even look cute in my apron,” she told him with a giggle.

“I... Oh? Oh!” the young stallion said as he looked down over himself. With the apron still around him, he smiled and joined in the small laughter as he said, “I do, huh? Heh, maybe I should wear it around more.”

It was all harmless joking, but he couldn't help but feel the truth in that suggestion that he wanted to do just that. He figured Rarity must have connected a few of the dots already, but he was a bit too bashful about admitting it straight to her. It wasn't something he exactly shouted out. She may also be looking for a stallion that could handle himself better and seemed a bit tougher or bigger than he was.

“Cocoa, is something wrong?” the unicorn asked, her head tilting as she looked to her assistant worriedly.

“Huh? Oh, I'm fine, Miss Rarity,” Cocoa answered while he quickly stuffed his mouth with some food. He must have had a pained expression from that last thought.

“You can tell me anything, Cocoa, dear. Okay?” Rarity assured him as she ate and gave a kind smile.

“Thank you,” he said softly and smiled. That actually did make him feel better to know she cared about him like that.

“I do hope the couch wasn't uncomfortable for you last night. You passed out rather quickly and I didn't want to wake you in trying to move you,” the marshmallow colored pony told him.

“It was fine. I had no problems with it since yo-... Uh..,” Cocoa stopped himself. He was having a hard time telling her something so simple such as her presence helping him sleep.

Rarity blinked in surprise for a minute before she smiled and stayed quiet. It looked as if she understood what he wanted to say and let him relax. Her eyes settled on him for a bit as she ate, her magic levitating the utensils as she watched Cocoa use his hooves and avoid a bit of eye contact. He wasn't sure what to say or do, but having breakfast with the only pony he had ever felt strongly about made even the silence something to savor with her.

The rest of their breakfast went by with friendly talk and a few jokes as they ate. It was one of the better mornings that Cocoa could even remember. Thankfully, it didn't stop there as they ended up having more talkative moments during the day. A few times, Rarity had to mention that the apron from the morning had looked quite splendid on him. The compliments made Cocoa blush but he thanked her graciously.

As the day continued on and wound down, Cocoa began feeling more comfortable with opening up about himself. A few times he even came close to admitting wearing a dress and the other items of clothing in her room. The only thing that kept him from doing so was the fear of rejection that loomed in the back of his mind. Best not to disturb peaceful ground when there was no need to.

The night came swiftly after he had made plenty of progress with the new designs. Usually, he would head back to a small room he had rented out but Rarity seemed to insist on him staying the past few nights. If it kept up, he may just move in with the unicorn. The thought was pleasing and they lightly joked about it, but he knew he wanted to do just that.

It was when it came time to sleep that things stood still for a moment. Neither one looked to be interested in taking initiative until Cocoa mentioned he was tired. Rarity had hopped onto the subject immediately and asked if he wished to sleep in her bed once again. The sound of her voice made it seem as if she had something more she wanted to ask or add to it, though.

Cocoa agreed but only under the confirmation that he wasn't taking advantage of her generosity and she knew it. The unicorn seemed pleased with his honesty as well as his sweet nature and care before giving him a small nudge with her head and urging him to head upstairs. If they were to get a large portion of the designs done before the weekend, he would need a good rest.

The two bid each other a good night and parted ways. It was back in the familiar room for Cocoa as he slipped his tie and collar off before climbing into the bed and breathing in the relaxing scent of Rarity on the pillow and sheets. It didn't take the cute stallion long to pull the soft pillow down and hug against it as he closed his eyes and let her wonderful aroma carry him away into the most pleasant of dreams.

The last thoughts either one of them had before sleep took hold were of each other.

-

Cocoa stirred in his sleep before waking up completely. It was a bit early in the wee hours of the morning, but he felt plenty rested. His legs were still wrapped around the pillow when he opened his eyes, his weariness slowly starting to fade. The movement to sit up is what caused him to pause and sit still.

For some reason, the stallion had a case of a sunrise pillar going on. The colt took a deep breath and glanced down under the covers to check. His own cute member stood proudly out from his lap and seemed to be brushing against the side of the pillow he was hugging. He was surprised it didn't leak onto the fabric or anything. At least, not yet.

Slowly, he shifted up and leaned his back against the headboard of the bed. His hind legs lifted out of from under the sheets before resting on top and spreading open to allow his small shaft some room to breathe. It was almost craving attention from him for some reason. He had no dreams of a sexual nature, so it was hard to understand why this occurred.

For a while, he simply sat back and let himself stay exposed as he thought about what to do. He could give in and try to pleasure himself or he could ignore it and try to start the day normally. The conflicting issue was that both ideas sounded good to him. His teeth bit his bottom lip in thought until he sighed and let his head rest back against the headboard.

A hoof went down and gave his member a small graze to the side before he shivered. It felt nice and added to his growing want. The other foreleg moved down as he rubbed the sides of his cute guppy and sighed in content. Apparently, this was all he needed for now.

His hooves were soft and gentle as he closed his eyes and moved them up and down the sides of his erect member. There he was, masturbating on Rarity's on bed and finding himself more comfortable with it than ever. Each stroke made him gasp and shift his hind legs a little as he started to work in a small pace. Nothing too fast, yet.

If he thought it before he decided on his time spent, he would have grabbed a pair of the lovely unicorn's panties to stroke with as well. Then again, he may be too inclined with putting them on instead. It was a good thought to keep stroking to, he considered. The way they felt on his lap when he slipped them on.

Cocoa moaned lightly and flicked an ear at the growing stimulation. The young looking stallion moved his hooves up and down as he panted and began beading just a tiny dollop of that silky pre-cum from the tip of his sugar cane. His stalk twitched as he felt himself get lost in the pleasure and keep up the decent work to his sensitive bits below.

Every stroke down made him shiver while the pumps up had his hips lift with them. He was starting to leak more as the pre slid down his shaft and against his hooves. The liquid acted like a lubricant for him, making the motions seem to glide in time with his work. It felt nothing short of great while he churned his stick and did his best to get that foal batter ready.

He was so wrapped up in his own lust that he didn't register where he was any longer. His forelegs moved and worked his hooves along his cute member faster, making those grapes beneath start giving the lightest of bounces. He ended up muttering a few small words as he let himself indulge in the moment of desire, unable to stop himself with how close he was starting to draw near his climax. As much as he wanted to hold out and tease himself, it wouldn't be safe to stay in the bed stroking himself should Rarity come check up on him.

Cocoa panted and bit his lip as those hooves pressed and massaged a little more to his pulsing stick. He was getting so close and that coin purse of his was beginning to draw up against his body in preparation. A few more pumps and he was practically at the of his seat. Pre dribbled out like a leaky pipe as he took a deep breath and finally moved his soft hooves up and down a few more times in quick succession.

“Miss Rarity~” he breathed out, tilting his ears back and arching his body just enough to lift his hips.

That was all that was needed as his adorable hind legs tensed up but stayed open and those forelegs held his shaft steady. The erect prick gave a cute twitch and pulsed a little before the tip flared a bit and that creamy seed began oozing out. He wasn't exactly one to sling ropes but instead leak more like a faucet. As such, he ended up stiff as a board during his climax.

Cocoa's hips shuddered as he drooled out that white cream onto the sheets below with a stuttered moan. His tail swished excitedly behind him while he rode out the bliss until he finally couldn't keep still any longer. The spent colt slumped back against the bed and sighed with a loopy smile. That felt much better!

The sound of the door made Cocoa jostle upright and open his eyes. When he could focus, he saw a familiar blue blue peeking from the crack between the doorway. The two locked eyes, staying motionless as they observed each other. Nothing was said as they stared, Cocoa exposed and dripping the last remnants of his seed onto the soft sheets under him.

It was when Rarity moved away that he could finally find it in himself to cover his lap and look down at the pool he made. His ears pressed back against his head as he stared at his shame on the sheets, whimpering lightly while he felt his heart racing. There was nothing he could think of that might explain the situation to the only pony he's cared for.

He wanted to cry. The colt pulled his legs together and sniffed as he thought about what might happen to him now that his mentor and boss had caught him doing such a thing in their bed. Cocoa's foreleg lifted as he wiped at his eyes to keep from letting any tears form too much. He might lose his position and job working with Rarity but he at least needed to explain things to her. That much he had to do.

It took the poor colt several minutes to become presentable and put on his tie and neck collar. He sighed and wiped at his face again, knowing he would clean the sheets soon. He just had to talk with Rarity and clear things up first. Maybe even know where he lies in the business now. Better to get it over with instead of worrying about it forever.

Cocoa seemed to drag his hooves as he walked over to the door and opened it. Rarity was nowhere to be seen, which he wasn't sure if he was thankful for or not. Step by step, he began descending the stairs and keeping his eyes and ears down. He was such a bad colt. Letting a simple moment ruin his whole job as an assistant.

At the bottom of the stairs, he looked up and glanced around, seeing Rarity in the kitchen and beckoning him forward with a hoof. She didn't look angry but she also didn't look as happy as she had the past couple of days. It was too hard to gauge what she was thinking as he watched her sit down at the table and wait patiently for him. His nervousness was nearly making him shake but he somehow kept it under control.

The closer her got, he could pick up her lovely scent and took a deep breath. It helped calm him down and relax enough to sit down at the table with her without crying. The stallion did his best to avert his eyes from her while he sat down and put his hooves on the table. He could feel as if the color was draining from his face by the second.

“Darling,” Rarity spoke finally. Quietly. “Tell me something and please be honest.”

“Y-yes, Miss R-Rarity,” Cocoa said, nodding. He didn't realize trying to speak would almost cause those tears to surface again.

“When you were... doing your thing,” she put politely and leaned in some, “what were you thinking about?”

Cocoa blushed more than he thought he ever could have at the question. “I... It was... you.”

Rarity seemed to change in her posture of leaning against the chair a hoof reached out and gave a soft pat to Cocoa's. Her voice cooed out to him, lightly petting at his hoof and getting him to calm down as he felt his heart clench in his chest. She knew now and he had no clue what to do next. It was taking everything he had and more to not cry while she made gentle shushing noises to him.

“Shh, shh. It's okay. Cocoa, darling, you're fine. I promise,” she told him, patting his hoof and puling his foreleg to her some. “I'm flattered that you think of me so, well, much.”

“You do?” Cocoa asked, rubbing his eyes with his free hoof and calming down a little from her gentle nature and handling of the situation.

“I do. You're a very sweet stallion and one I'm happy to have come across. You have a shine I don't see in other colts, nor do I want to. You're very special, Cocoa. I'm happy you're my assistant and I do hope you don't think of leaving for having me see you in such a manner,” Rarity explained to him in a calm manner.

“Leave?” he asked, confused as to what she meant. Was he not being let go?

“Yes, dear. I don't want you to go. I'm just afraid that you might be... uneasy of me for what I saw. You may be inclined to leave because of my curiosity,” she told him, her own eyes lowering as she held onto his hoof a bit more.

“I... I don't want to leave, Miss Rarity. Working for you and being here h-has been the best time of my life,” Cocoa said as he wiped away the tears as quickly as he could.

“Darling,” Rarity whispered, pulling his foreleg up and kissing his hoof softly. “I'm sorry if I scared you. It's only natural for a stallion to have such ideas or urges. I'm not ashamed at you. I'm glad you want to work for me.”

“Glad?” Cocoa repeated, calming down the more she seemed to show him some affection.

“Very. I wouldn't want another stallion working for me. You're already the best,” she tells him and nuzzles her cheek to his hoof while looking to him. “You can be my assistant for as long as you want.”

Those words made Cocoa's heart rise again, his eyes perking up while he looked to the white unicorn and smiled softly. His eyes were a little red from the tears but he still looked as adorable as ever to her. Getting the smile back from Rarity had him relax more while she continued rubbing her cheek over his hoof carefully.

“I want to stay. I... I'll clean the sheets,” he adds, blushing and looking away.

“It's okay, sweetheart. You're home here now. I don't see a reason in staying at that rented out room any longer,” Rarity hints to him with a smile, having her purple mane drape lightly along the side of her face.

“You sure?” Cocoa asked, his eyes looking into her own once again.

“I'm positive, dear. Take your time on your decision. There's no rush,” she says soothingly and pets his foreleg before nuzzling it again.

He hadn't seen her like this before but he was elated to have her not upset at him. She didn't yell or tell him to go but offered for him to stay and even make room for him. It was the biggest, and happiest, shock he had received. The colt smiled and let her continue loving on his arm before he slowly pulled it away and nodded.

“Okay. Thank you, Miss Rarity,” he said, watching her give a playful roll of her eyes.

“It's just 'Rarity,' dear. You don't need to address me with a title,” she said, giggling a bit. “Mm, but thank you.”

It took them both a bit to settle down and understand each other more, but Cocoa was more than willing to make it work. He still didn't mention his desire to ask her out like he had planned to but it seemed that didn't matter much anymore. They talked about all they could, Rarity the first to confess a bit of her feeling to the colt. Neither one mentioned the three letter phrase the other wanted to hear.

It was a tense few hours of getting things controlled and the situation sorted. Eventually, they came to the agreement on it all as well as who would be the one cleaning the sheets. Cocoa would have insisted more for him to be the one since he made the mess, but Rarity sounded as if she knew just what to do and so sure of herself. He let it go and agreed to her trade of him making breakfast once again.

The entire ordeal had lasted until it was past lunch. Neither of them could believe it, but they didn't complain. The meal was enjoyed with idle conversation like they used to do and coupled with a few loving nuzzles or a lean in close to Cocoa from Rarity. Every bit of that affection was welcomed. He even returned the gesture a few times.

Things were slowly starting to move back into place and feel normal to him again. He was happy to have made a strong bond between Rarity and himself. It meant so much to him that she didn't hate him for such a thing, even finding what he did as something quite normal. Probably not normal to do so in another pony's bed, but he understood what she meant.

Slowly, but surely, they got back to work and began on some of the designs left over from the day before. It would be a relaxing day with quick work to help them get more comfortable. Patterns and fabrics were already set out from their previous day which made for it to be easier on finding things. There was hardly anything Cocoa could think of that could make the day any better.

Sewing in the seams of a few items, Cocoa had begun letting his mind settle into work as he pressed the pedal below the desk. It was oddly soothing to hear the machine trail along and help him get things done. Pieces were once again starting to come together and make a whole design that Rarity had thought up. Again, Cocoa was fascinated by the look of it as it all became one and began to look more like something rather expensive.

He had spent so long trying to make up for a little lost time from that morning that he hardly had a chance to give Rarity much attention. When he looked up to at least smile to her, the stallion found her chair empty and the room looking rather devoid of her presence. He didn't know where she went but he guessed maybe to get a refreshment. After all, they had been working straight through few hours without any break.

Cocoa was nearly done with one of the last pieces when felt a hoof on his leg. The touch startled the poor colt as he let out a soft gasp and leaned back in his chair. Below the desk knelt the purple maned unicorn as she looked up and smiled warmly to Cocoa. Her hoof rubbed at his hind leg a little more before she kissed it and slowly started to ease her head down towards his lap.

“M-Miss Rarity!” Cocoa exclaimed, feeling his heart pick up speed quickly the closer her muzzle got to his lap.

“Mm, relax, darling. I want you to know there's no harm for this morning,” she whispers, kissing his stomach and cooing out. “I also want you to know that you can wear anything you want around me. You look adorable in everything.”

He could hardly catch his breath from the sudden move made on him, though he wasn't about to complain. As he sat back, he felt her lips trail down his stomach and just tease above his loins. The warmth of her breath sifting through his cream colors coat as he took a few breaths of his own. Every teasing second she held her spot there ended up being another that encouraged his arousal.

It didn't take long for him to start firming up just below her muzzle with the close proximity to his lap. Rarity kissed his stomach again and glanced down with a smile as she placed her hooves on the chair between his legs. He may not have been big but his erection was still noticeable.

“Perfect~” he heard Rarity whisper, gazing to his exposed rod.

“I... I'm sorry I'm not that big,” Cocoa mentions as his hind legs stay wide apart for his unicorn.

“Oh, darling. Every gem has its purpose. Your wonderful self is no different,” she says while moving her hooves closer to his cute orbs. “You're perfect to me in every way.”

Cocoa had little time to answer before those soft hooves found his loins and gently rubbed over the round grapes in his lap. The caresses were soft and light, teasing around and under them as he gasped and moaned. He had never had this sort of treatment to his body before. Of course, being a virgin tended to mean he had no kind of treatment with another pony.

Rarity's hooves lifted the grapes slowly, her muzzle dipping down and those soft lips gracing each one several times over. Her mouth pressed and held each time to give him a special kiss that he wouldn't forget anytime soon. One after another, the kisses covered his coin purse as much as possible until he felt that slick tongue lap at one of the plums. He was enjoying this so much more than he thought he would.

“Now, just relax for your Rarity, darling,” she said quietly and licked the other ball slowly.

The only thing Cocoa could do was nod as he took in a deep breath when he felt the warm air flowing up along the underside of his stiff shaft. His first ever experience with oral sex and it was with the mare of his dreams. He felt like it was all a dream but every breath against his lap and the view he saw from above proved otherwise. It was when her head shifted more over his lap that he tensed up and prepared himself.

It was hard to describe it, but Cocoa felt himself into something warm and wet that had a soft seal around the middle of his member. His shaft twitched as he moaned and braced his front hooves against the table while Rarity's mouth slipped all the way down his cute pole. Her lips kept a snug grip around the base as the tongue pressed along the underside of his bare tool.

Cocoa groaned and felt himself tensing in her muzzle repeatedly. His shaft throbbed as those soft lips rolled up his length and then back down. Her head moved with each motion, bobbing slowly in his lap at first. The warmth and then the cooling air from exposed portions of his length made him squirm in his seat as he let her do as she pleased. If he was being honest, he was pleased just as much by it.

Rarity's head began moving more, making smooth motions up and down as Cocoa felt that tongue gliding up against his sweet flesh. The colt moaned a bit louder as he tensed up a few times before feeling those hooves gently massage his pouch. It felt amazing! His shaft pulsed and began dribble out a little of his pre-seed while he watched and felt her work on his lap.

One lick after another, Rarity began cleaning up any of his drooling pre while moaning into his lap. The sound vibrated his member and sent his head back as he panted heavily. The mare refused to stop as he felt her start bobbing her head faster. The sounds of her lips suckling around his small but firm shaft almost seemed just as good as the feeling.

“Miss... Oh! Oh, Miss R-Rarity! It f-feels so good!” Cocoa stuttered out while trying to focus and enjoy that bliss happening in his lap.

The comment seemed to energize the unicorn as she picked up her pace and started sucking along his eager prick. Cocoa wouldn't be able to last long with the rhythm she was giving and how good it felt. Those hooves working his warm and soft balls added to it all more than he could imagine. He was already nearing the brink of that yearning orgasm.

A few more bobs and that tongue swirling all over his shaft made him cry out as his hind legs lifted from the seat a bit. It was all too much for the fresh colt as he flattened his ears and closed his eyes tight. Rarity kept up the eager pace and muffled out a moan along his slick meat until she felt him tense up and that adorable coin purse hug to him.

The initial burst of seed was more like a quick run of the fluid. It drooled out and ran like a hose as his semen poured into the mare's mouth. Cocoa gasped as he enjoyed his first orgasm via oral play and let dear Rarity lap up every drop of his creamy bliss that came pooling out. He could even feel her tongue cradle the end of his cock and gathering most of his seed before she swallowed a few times.

The afterglow of his bliss lasted for a while until he felt those lips slowly, deliberately, drag up his shaft. The second they left his tip, the wet pop made him shiver and he felt the cool air against his from her generous coating along every inch of it. It was way better than he imagined it could be. Obviously better than using his hooves.

“You taste divine, darling,” Rarity whispered up to him and kissed his inner thighs a few times before teasing his member with a little lick to the underside.

“Ahh~ I've never... felt so good before, Miss Rarity,” he said in a breathy tone.

A smirk appeared across her muzzle as she licked up his tender and small girth once more. Judging from the look, she planned on making him feel even greater. Those hooves massaged his hind legs for a while as she kept up the attention to his still-firm length. He was having a hard time focusing on anything else other than Miss Rarity's head down in his lap anymore.

After a bit, she slowly moved away and crawled out from under the desk with a small huff. Her magic made sure her mane was still looking good before she walked around to Cocoa in his chair and kissed his cheek. The bit of affection from her had him smile with his legs still spread open and that cute love stick still eager for more. He hardly had time to register what was going on before he felt a hoof move down his body and touch along the side of his small member.

It was different having another pony touch him there. A lot more arousing and certainly more fun. The teasing lasted for a bit, Rarity standing up behind him and stroking him a bit from over his shoulder, before she slowed down and started pulling away. Her lips nibbled along his ear as she kissed his head and quickly began trotting away. Cocoa watched and smiled when she made a light nod with her head before heading to the door.

The horny colt watched as she headed out of the room before hopping down and following along quickly. His small set of grapes hugged his body as he walked around and began following the tease of that purple tail around corners. Rarity seemed to be teasing him the entire way, giving him direction with her hips or tail until they finally arrived.

The two of them entered her bedroom as the door shut behind Cocoa with magic. Rarity was already crawling up onto the bed and looked back over her shoulder as she kept her hind legs straight while lowering her chest and forelegs. The upturned rump was obscured by that elegant tail for only second before it swished aside and showed the hidden treasure beneath. The small glisten of moisture showed how eager she was for this.

Cocoa breathed heavily while he stared in awe and blushed at the sight. His first mare that's ever shown off to him and invited him for such things. His little heart was beating so fast he thought it might wear itself out. Then he saw her change positions.

Rarity gave a playful pout but couldn't keep from smiling to him. Her body turned as she dropped to her side and rolled over onto her back. Those lovely, white coated hind legs parted as her tail draped along the sheets and she began exposing her body even more to the stallion. It wasn't like her to act this way, but she wanted her assistant since the day she invited him in.

“Miss Rarity, I... I mean, you're beautiful,” Cocoa said, not really sure what to say but he didn't want to be silent.

“Oh, am I?” she teased, winking to him. “If you really think so, come here and let me see my stallion.”

There was nothing else that needed to be said as Cocoa scrambled up onto the bed and swished his tail in excitement. His body moved in closer to her as he gazed along those slick and moist folds that creased between those cushioned hind legs. His member gave an approving pulse while he leaned down and looked at it a bit closer. With the wink her clitoris gave, it was almost like an invitation.

Before he could get a taste, those white forelegs reached down and pulled him up along her body. Cocoa acted like a large, stuffed pony as she nearly dragged his smaller frame over her own until he settled over her a bit. With the new position, he could feel his member grazing those slick folds at every breath she took while his hind legs barely could get any hold against the sheets below. He was basically her loveable toy this way.

Rarity's arms wrapped around his back and pulled him down a bit more until he felt his nose bump to her own. The unicorn below tilted her head as she kissed his chin and angled her head just enough to press her lips to his. The moment and the passion that ran through him was like no other as he nervously pressed back and kissed his mare. It was all so sudden but so very welcomed.

He was ready to give her quite the passionate kiss until he felt her hips shift and hind legs raise around his own waist. The quick movement had him blink in surprise as he felt his slick member prod at the waiting sex of the white unicorn below. He had heard of the need for protection during such acts but it seemed Rarity would let him speak. Her lips held to his as she closed her eyes and shifted again.

When he felt himself sink into that welcoming love tunnel, Cocoa gasped and stayed still. She had finally been his first! He had lost his virginity with the mare of his dreams and he still hadn't even asked her out. Was it proper for it to be like this?

Cocoa had little time to think as he felt those walls suddenly contract and grip his bare dip stick before her hips rolled up to him. The feel he had next was impossible to beat. Those walls made a smooth glide over his shaft as he sank right into the marshmallow colored unicorn beneath him, completely to the base. Her breathing and move under him pulled him back out, all the way to the head, until she moaned in delight against his lips and repeated the action.

The small stallion moaned with her with a surprised expression. He had never experienced such pleasure before and she was giving them to him constantly. Her slick passage engulfed his rod each time her hips lifted up or shifted towards him. When they pulled away, he was left slipping out of her some and able to touch his hooves to the sheets again.

Every thrust made him groan with her, Rarity's legs wrapping around him or hugging against his sides to keep him steady for her. Cocoa obliged and did his best to push back against her to help with the pleasure, honestly loving that she held him so close, while they committed to their love of one another. The sounds from the penetration were quite loud and slick sounding. He could even feel her sexual juices coating his eager length.

“C-Cocoa~” Rarity moaned out when he pulled his lips away.

“I... Ah! Rarity, I-I... I'm..,” he tried to mention, shuddering a bit in his pleasure.

She didn't need him to finish the sentence to know he was close to his orgasm. She could feel his perfectly sized member twitching along her walls in just the right amount of space for her. Not too deep and not too shallow. Absolutely perfect.

Cocoa's body hugged a bit more to her as they rolled and let each other grind back and forth as that smaller than average shaft pumped away inside of her. The sound of his orbs giving the lightest of pats to her body made them both give a tiny giggle during their enjoyment. The kind of magic they were making seemed to be the best of all. More powerful than anything Rarity's horn could create and more meaningful than either of them could think up.

“Miss Rarity,” Cocoa panted, his ears laying back in pleasure, “I'm... I'm going t-to...”

Rarity only nodded and kissed him deeply, hugging him close as her hind legs pulled his hips down to her. That small cock plunged as far as it could go and twitched along the perfect spot within her as Cocoa groaned above. The kiss muffled most of it but they were both lip locked when it finally happened.

For the first time in Cocoa's life, his length pulsed and throbbed before the end gave a flare and he finally did it. He finally shot his seed out into a mare, and it wasn't even drooling out like usual! The first rope was a quick hit to the back of her constricting tunnel as she held onto him tightly. Her body was shaking as much as his as he laid another sticky strand into the beautiful unicorn that held him.

The rush and sudden coat of Rarity's own climax against his lap made Cocoa spurt out another glob of his thick stallion seed into her. That foal batter painted along her massaging vise and drooled down further into her. Whatever didn't make it to that warm chamber in the back would easily do so with gravity. It made them both so happy to be a part of such an experience.

The time that passed from that moment until they were finally coherent and capable of thinking seemed to not matter in the slightest to either of the ponies. Cocoa happily stayed hugged tight atop Rarity as she rubbed his back and cooed to him in a soft voice. Her hooves kept up the gentle work while she hummed and repeatedly kissed his neck and cheek as he let everything settle into place.

When his member slipped free of her body, Cocoa blinked and shivered some before nuzzling his cheek to her own with a wide smile. If anypony else could see him they would think he was drugged with how loopy he looked. His body squirmed a bit as he felt Rarity turn and gently move him onto the bed right next to her. His eyes looked to her own as they stared at one another for a bit before one finally broke the silence.

“I love you,” Rarity whispered to him gently and kissed his brow.

Cocoa stayed silent for a minute before his bottom lip pouted out in an attempt to keep from crying. “I love you, Miss Rarity,” he tells her and hugs tightly while she pets the back of his head with a hoof.

“Shh, it's okay. I'm here for you and I always will be,” the unicorn told him while constantly nuzzling to his head.

The soft sniffs and cute smile told her how much it meant him. Cocoa curled up a bit more to her as he calmed down from his emotions while sighing happily. The warmth of her body and her hold against him relaxed the slightly smaller pony more than anything. It was a motherly kind of hold and he loved it.

“Hehe,” Cocoa giggled as he nosed to her neck. “You're the best.”

“Mm, not as good as my perfect little jewel,” Rarity replied while kissing over him and sighing happily.

The two rested comfortably in bed as they began asking questions for each other. Rarity mentioned how no other stallion had interested her quite like Cocoa. Crushes and infatuations were a thing that happened, but never love as strong as she had for him. It made her quite the happy mare to have him and be so lucky.

Cocoa mentioned how she was his first and wouldn't have changed it for the world. He also wanted to ask her out to dinner, though they were well past that point. He admitted to having a thing for her ever since seeing her in Manehattan, yet never having the courage to ask to see her. The colt even told her about his cross-dressing interest where she simply encouraged him to do it more often around her if he wished.

“You sure?” he asked, a little embarrassed he even admitted it.

“Do I need to remind you I saw you trying on my own lacy wear?” Rarity said, hugging him close and smiling. “Yes, I'm positive. If you aren't comfortable being yourself in public, the least I can do is let you be yourself here.”

“Thank you,” Cocoa whispered as he let her hug him and smiled in the embrace.

“Darling,” Rarity said in a curious tone, “did you ever take the sheets off the bed from earlier?”

Cocoa lowered his ears and bit his lip before the unicorn giggled and kissed his nose. He was confused until she mentioned taking a bath with her. The idea sounded great and it would certainly give him a good night's sleep after. That brought on another thought.

“Since we... you know, do we... sleep together?” the adorable colt asked.

“Mhm, we will. If you rather not, we don't have to,” she said to him and pet along his side with a hoof.

“No, it's not that,” Cocoa told her before he smiled with a bright blush. “I just want to be the little spoon.”

Rarity giggled with him as he turned over and scooted back against her. The cream colored stallion pressed his back to her body while her foreleg rested over him and kept him close. The two laid together, making idle chat, as they felt their exhaustion begin to take hold. The bath would have to wait as they felt themselves being drawn into the most comfortable sleep possible.

It was certainly the start of a new and very wonderful relationship between them. The only thing Cocoa didn't understand was why the swimwear had a top to it. When Rarity told him it was meant for mares, he blushed and nodding in his understanding of it then. At least he enjoyed wearing them.

“I love you, Rarity,” Cocoa whispered in a soft mutter, barely able to stay awake.

“I love you, Cocoa, my dear. Sleep well,” Rarity replied as she began dozing off with him to meet her precious stallion in their dreams.

Waking up would give them both the best start their mornings at seeing how true dreams come to life. A marshmallow and Cocoa flavored life.

Author's Note

Cover image was done by the super awesome Jargon Scott. Go give his work a look!