Incubus

Lilith watched her head as she entered that decorated doorway. A few stickers and crayon drawings caught her eye on the way in. Their sweetness lingered like any other fragrance from Fluttershy. She stepped inside and found a sleeping mare. Her better half, so to speak. They were both reserved in some eay and expected highly of themselves, while struggling to come to terms with their reflections. Mirrors were appalling because they could never hide what she wanted gone. A jet black reminder met her gaze, prompting Lilith to wander over and inspect the lipstick art.

"Happily ever after, huh...?" Lilith smirked, closing her eyes as she seated atop the table.

"I didn't believe in those either. I still don't, to be honest. But I'm not giving up on my happy ending... And if only you knew, Miss Fluttershy." The doll stated, blank and staring at the timeless, slumbering mare beside her.

She handled a miscellanic item from along the desk. And though it never seemed too obtrusive or striking, Lilith groped along it's flat chest and porcelain features. The dress was colonial or very close to it. Various ruffles and silky cloth showed a perfect, pretty someone with a cherubian smile. Her cheeks were swimming in touches of rose red. And their eyes, eternal when stared into, were a murky tar color. Lilith found her beautiful. But their heart skipped no beat, nor found timeless rest in those eyes. The only one capable of either held a firm station between her ribs. Fluttershy was a chocolate dagger lodged into her being. Her very core. And that was because the waves brought them together when all was lost. And through thick and thin, she felt their smile thaw her to nothing.

"I'd like to help you find... happily ever after."

Lilith glanced back, hesitating in what to do before laying down. She took a space above Fluttershy, gently lowering herself upon the sleeping mare. Her equine love fidgeted softly, unsure of how to react to such bold advances from her blanket. The mare went lax and whimpered in her throat. Soon, her back pressed the sheets as a certain incubus splayed her hindlegs. Rich, fluffy coat tensed her between her legs. Another whimper escaped before her muzzle was muffled by scratchy, working palms. A grin crept onto Lilith's features. Because she found it... perfect. In some way, she knew sleep was the best setting for intimacy. Her small, disproportionate tip probed inside her sleeping beauty's lips. She held them down at the elbows, grinding into her sweetness. All her heat made the mare trickle. Fluttershy even parted her mouth, unconscious and upon instinct, as if she were made for it.

Lilith slid into her mate, finding it more like a squeeze than anything. Her swollen shaft drew several, tiny squishes against her. The incubus tensed as her marefriend jerked her hindleg. That wouldn't do, she hushed aloud, lifting it by the ankle. Her hips grew firm and thorough, spreading parts even the luscious Fluttershy never explored herself. It hit home and drove her hips up, forcing her to press down and pin them still. Her eyelids anchored , threatening to blind her with every taste of tense, twitching Fluttershy. Lilith gasped as she struck her muff at the bottom. A shrill whine passed her fuck as they trembled awake and stared up, creaming herself all over their cock. Pressing, swollen walls sucked her prick off deep within, forcing them both into bubbly heat. Lilith giggled playfully, leaning forward and touching noses. Her timid mate let her mouth drop open in one, constant moan. Fluttershy had a high, girlish pipe. Hearing her struggle to keep it that way showed just how hard her body fought to say 'you've won.' Sloppy, squishy noise echoed in her ears while Miss Lilith drove herself into some, silly crush she happened to find along the way. Fluttershy's eyelids fell low as possible before flickering in telltale signs of becoming her's. The vacant rigidity of her hindlegs gave a clear, primal signal. Before she could think, not that she could regardless, Fluttershy was assaulted with deep, constant strikes against her little chamber. It forced her in some perpetual wink, locking both hindlegs against her body.

"Miss... Miss Lilith.... M... Master... Lilith." She strained to whimper, unable to escape air loss.

All her heat exploded as her crush dug into her with slow, hard pounds. Squirt after squirt milked her gooey spot, choking them both with harsh, breathless gasps. Ropes of rich, thick cream tingled her tightness and struck every spot inside her, forcing both to mindlessly pound their hips together and shiver. The remnants of their demolishing orgasm left Fluttershy and her Master twitching minutes on-end. Despite the tenderizing so lovingly pounded into Fluttershy and her Master's thickness, they went on for hours. By the time they finished, the sheets were a sticky mess and somepony dropped coldly asleep.