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Sweet Love

Sweet Love

Our kiss lasted long, way longer than the ones that came before. We both poured every bit of emotion into it we could muster. It was a kiss of longing, a kiss of passion, of love, and desire.

As the kiss broke off, she looked into my eyes and smiled. Lavender leaned in again, but switched course in the last second, peppering kisses over my muzzle and down my neck. She stayed a bit longer at every bruise or cut, caressing them softly with her love.

Every bit of pain left my body under her ministrations. All that was left was love and desire, next to lust and want. The look in her eyes was loving as she overwhelmed me with all her love. It felt like heaven to me.

She took her time with my bruises and cuts, leaving her loving mark on every single one. It took a while before she spoke.

“What you did today, for me… I don’t know what to say. I love you so much. Maybe it seems fast, but I want everything with you. Life, family, future. Simply everything,” her voice was soft, and she even whispered the last sentence into my ear before gently nibbling on it.

I felt heat cascading through my body and my heart fluttering. She was so sweet and soft.

She is mine.

“Are you still in your cycle?” I asked her.

“Yes,” she breathed softly into my ear, “And this time, no disguises. Just ourselves making sweet love.”

I had no idea what I had to do. She wanted a family, but how exactly did it work with changelings? I had no real idea, besides what Lavender and the Queen had told me. Lavender seemed to sense my nervousness and that I was unsure. She leaned in and kissed me softly on my lips.

“Don’t think about it. Just let it happen, and it will lead us there by its own, trust me,” she whispered as we broke the kiss.

I stared into her wonderful, pink eyes and lost myself in them. She was right, I should just let it happen. She kissed me again and lightly bit my lip as she pulled away, teasing me softly. Her right forehoof trailed over my mane and down my back, gently stroking my wings, electing small coos from me.

Her wings began softly running down my sides, only adding to the wonderful feeling her hooves already assaulted me with. I unfolded my own, wanting to return the favour, but she softly hold them down.

“Enjoy it first,” she whispered softly before biting my ear and teasing it with her tongue.

I really wanted to return the favour, but I simply let my wings stay limp, spread while at both my sides. Lavender took a glance at them, “Can you drop your disguise to your natural form?”

I knew that she loved me, Aurora Blue, and not some disguise. So I did her that favour. In a blink of an eye, my coat was white again, and my mane light blue. Even I had to admit that it was good, that it felt good to be in my body again, not some farce. Morning Dew’s body was more and more a weight on my shoulders since it always reminded me of Berryshine every time I saw the coat.

My thoughts were broken as Lavender leaned down to trail kisses over my chest and belly, but she didn’t go lower yet. She softly caressed every spot within reach to make me as comfortable as possible. She took her time, and I loved it.

Before I knew what was happening, she turned me onto my back softly and laid over me, gently nibbling at my muzzle while her wings stroked my flanks, concentrating over my cutie mark. Her hips were directly over mine, and if I was a stallion, we’d be rutting already.

I wasn’t a stallion, and neither was she. I felt her slide her hips over my own. I felt her feathers teasing my cutie mark. I felt all of this and more, however, my gaze was only on one thing: her eyes.

Our eyes were locked in position, staring at each other, almost as if we were transferring our very souls though the gaze we shared. Her pink pupils became my whole world, like an ocean I could drown in, and I did, willingly and with no regrets.

“Tonight, you fought for me, you bled for me, and you killed for me. I want you, Aurora. I want you as my mate. I want a family with you, because, for the first time, I know that someone else would be there to protect me, to protect us.”

“For you…” I said between labored breaths, “I’d do anything for you.”

“I know,” she replied back with a smile. Her body leaned down, her hoof running through the fur on my chest up to my head. It felt amazing to me. I loved her touch, her words, everything that was hers.

I had been concerned about this, about going this far, but it was like diving off a cliff. Once you’d done it once, you wonder why you ever hesitated in the first place.

“Aurora, I want you to know...“ she said hesitantly, not sure if she should continue or not.

“What?” I asked, worried.

“I’d do the same for you,” There was fear in her voice at that, fear that I didn’t understand.

I held up a hoof, “Lavender, what’s wrong?”

“I’m scared,” she admitted, “If she… if something happened… I don’t know what I’d do. What if she...”

Memories come back at that, memories of what I told her I’d do if something happened to Lavender. However, that wouldn’t help her now, the reassurance she needed was a reassurance I couldn’t give her.

“Lavender,” I said as I moved her muzzle directly to mine. Our lips pressed together in a kiss, “You’re right. Things might happen to me, or to you. We can’t control that, all we can control is the here and now. This is all we get, and I’m not going to waste it by worrying about all the ways it can go bad. You’re too important to me for that.”

“What if she takes me away from you?” there were tears in her eyes when she said that.

“Then I’ll slit the bitch’s throat in her sleep,” I said back. There’s conviction in my voice, conviction that says I meant every word I said.

“If she heard you…”

“I already told her.”

“You’re joking…”

I sat up at that, my muzzle inches from her own, “Lavender, I’m not stupid. I know what we have, I know what we are, even to her. This is not a game of freedoms, this is a game of control. I’ll do whatever she wants, because she has you,” I said as I held my hoof over her stomach, indicating what we would have, “To hold over my head. I don’t care, I’ll play her game, I’ll do what she asks, but the cost of that is you, it's you being safe. The minute that changes, the game is over.”

“You’d do that for me?” She wasn’t stupid, either. She knew it would be a death sentence for me, but one I’d force her to enact.

I answered her question with a kiss. It always amazed me just how every time we kissed, every time we touched, every time we made love felt like the first. It was our second time, but I didn’t care. I loved it, I loved every second of it.

“I love you,” she said softly as we broke apart.

“I love you, too. Now, let’s forget about that. As you said, tonight is all about sweet love,” I smirked at her and she smiled before licking over my muzzle.

I feel her tongue lick over the tip of my nose. She paused and looked down at me before kissing me between the eyes, her movements leaving a trail of kisses up my forehead and back down. It caused me to giggle in delight.

“You like that?” She asked playfully.

“No, I like you,” I said back, coyly.

“When did you become such a smooth talker?” she asked in jest as she started to nibble lightly on my ear.

“What can I say? You just bring out the best in me,” I said back. I raised my hoof, placing it on the side of her barrel and trailing gently down to her flank. I stop when I reach the edge of it, my other hoof came up and grabbed the other side of her flank.

She cooed softly when I squeezed her butt, the fleshy globes of meat were like putty in my hooves. I played with them for a while, right before I grabbed both at the same time and yanking her forward with all my might.

She squealed out at the sudden movement. I smirked at that noise. I loved that sound, the sound of her surprised by something I did, but in a good way. She looked down at me, confused at why I did that.

My next action told her everything she needed to know. Now that she was further forward, I could go to work with my tongue. I avoided the honeybucket for now. My tongue played all around it, never quite touching but always coming close, just close enough to drive her wild.

“You… you’re such a tease,” she said to me.

I looked up, already I could see a glistening sheen on her marehood that I knew I did not leave there, “Would you have me any other way?”

Her reply came by placing her hooves on either side of my head. I pressed into her touch, enjoying the closeness we shared at that moment.

It’s funny, I had my head right next to her moist marehood, I could have taken her, I could have done whatever I wanted to her, and she’d let me. However, the true connection came from that one touch, from her hoof pressed against my temples, and what she said next.

“I want you to be you, no one else.”

I knew my heart skipped a beat right then and there. It wasn’t what she said, though that had something to do with it, but it was how she said it. Rare are the moments of true honesty in this world, but at that moment, I heard it from the most beautiful mare I’d ever seen in my life.

I placed a soft kiss right on her labia and she cooed softly, her hind legs bucking slightly. She was patient, but at the same time, she wanted to be bucked. I could see and feel it as the first drop of her sweet juices dripped onto my muzzle.

“I don’t know how long I can behave,” she breathed out. I could see green sparks coming from her form, a clear indicator that she was close to losing her disguise.

“Well then, I’d better take the lead.”

“Wha-”

With a strength I shouldn’t have had at that moment, I forced my stomach to lift up and her to slide off of me. In less than a second, she was on her back and I moved over her, our muzzles connecting as we shared another kiss.

I held her hooves down, my front hooves pressed on hers, my back hooves lying over hers. I knew that I had probably opened up a few wounds with that maneuver, but I didn’t care. I wanted to feel her over every part of myself.

When I pulled back, I saw a look of contrition on her face, almost as if she were holding herself back. I knew the reason why, it was the same reason why I was now on top, “You can let go,” I said the words.

“You… you prefer me like this,” she said back.

My heart felt heavy in my chest. Without another word, I took the lead, letting my pony form drop from me like a disguise. However, I don’t stop there, I went through every form I’d ever taken, “Lavender, you once told me that for a changeling, appearances don’t matter,” I said the words as I went back to my old form, “You were right, I don’t care what you look like, I simply care about you.”

She looked up at me, “You… you sure?”

I smiled back at her, “More so than about anything else in my life. You take whatever form you want, I don’t care, as long as it’s you. Besides, we wanted to create a family, and we can’t do that while you’re disguised, remember?” I showed her a smile, and slowly but steadily, she smiled back.

In a flash of green magic, the pegasus was gone, replaced with the changeling that she always was. The changeling I fell in love with. Her eyes stared up at me, almost questioningly, to see if I changed my mind.

I replied in the best way I knew how. My hoof reached down and ran between the two globes and the smaller one that make up her actual sex. I didn’t look, but I didn’t need to. I knew what would be down there, and wasn’t disappointed. With a boop onto her nose from that hoof, there was a small green spot left behind, one that I greedily licked up.

She reached up and kissed me again. Her tongue was a lot longer as a changeling, something I planned to put to use later. When it entered my mouth, I ran a hoof down the carapace of her back. It was dry, smoothe, but also warm.

It didn’t last, she changed back into a pegasus during our kiss.

”Lavender, I…”

“I know, but I want to make love to you like this, at least at the start.”

“Why?” I asked.

“Because, this is the form I was in when you first told me you loved me.”

“But I thought we agreed that this night was just about sweet love. No disguises. Why are you holding on to it now? What’s wrong?” my heart felt heavy as I put my thoughts into words, “I love you, not your disguise. I also made love with you undisguised the first time, remember?” at that, I dropped my natural form, taking the changeling form I usually hated. But not now. Not with Lavender.

“I picked this form because tonight is about our love, mine for you, and yours for me. It’s not a disguise to me, not after you said those words to me. This form, it’s my heart, I wear it for you, Aurora. For you and no one else. From now on, when you see it, it’ll be my way of saying it back. I’ll always mean it that way, as a way of saying I love you,” she reached up and held me as she whispered those words in my ear. There was a sincerity there I wasn’t expecting, “Trust me, it won’t last. It’ll drop soon enough, but every time we make love, I’ll start in this form.”

“But it’s just a disguise,” I said back.

“Haven’t you learned yet? All forms are a disguise, even this one,” she said as she kissed me again, “Yes, it might be the default disguise, but it’s still just a disguise. What matters is what’s underneath.”

I pulled back from her mane, her hoof on my chest. My changeling chest…

“What matters is what’s underneath…”

I cried a little at that. How that happened, I’ll never know. I would also never know why suddenly my natural form took over, without me even thinking about it. But still, my natural form was back, and Lavender gave me a warm smile. It was like my body listened to her, belonged to her.

No, it’s right. I’m hers. And she’s mine.

Her hoof reached up and wiped a rogue tear from my eye. I press against it once more and smile at her, only for her to return the smile tenfold back to me.

I saw her then, truly saw her. Not as a pony, not as a changeling, but I saw her for her. I saw what lay underneath. I saw the love she had, I saw the trust she placed in me, I saw everything that made her herself.

It truly was the most beautiful sight I’d ever seen in my life.

How did I never see it before…

My hooves wrapped around her again. She returned the favor in equal measure, and for a while, all we did as hold each other. Her hoof ran up and down my back, almost like I was her foal.

It was then that the idea cemented itself in my mind. I wanted… no, I needed her, I needed to have a foal with her, I needed her in my life. I saw it then, I saw how empty I was up until that moment, that moment right then. It was like my life had been leading up to that moment.

What about Berryshine?

The thought was mine, I knew it, but it didn’t surprise me.

I choose Lavender.

I smiled at that moment. Unlike before, when I was presented the question from someone else, I asked myself this time. I asked and answered all on my own, cementing my choice as mine, as my decision. It was the last obstacle in my way, and I just broke it down.

I pulled back from her hold and kissed her again and again. Her wings shot up, only for her to slowly lower them as she adjusted to my kisses. The third time I changed things up, my mouth moved slightly to the left, kissing her cheek and working my way down to her collarbone.

I lightly pressed my hoof against the side of her hind leg, and she spread them, just for me. With a smile, I continued to kiss and massage her inner thighs. Just like before, I didn’t give her what she wanted, not yet.

My kisses trailed through her fur, lightly suckling and licking her coat as I passed over each and every inch I could. My ministrations caused her to shiver in delight. As I pass over her stomach, I paused and wondered what it would look like when she's…

“Hey Lavender?” I asked.

“Yeah?”

“How long will you carry the egg for?”

“Three full months.”

Three months. For three months she would carry our egg. I was sure it would start to show before then, she would start to grow big, her stomach distended as she made room for the egg. I ran my hoof over her stomach, almost as if I was massaging it when another question sprung to mind.

“And then there will just hatch a changeling out of it?”

“It’s a bit more complicated, my love. I will explain everything to you later.”

“The egg’s already in there?” I couldn’t avoid that last question.

“Yes, it waits until you give your love juices to me,” she whispered softly, “Once that happens, it goes deeper and starts to grow, and after three months it’ll no longer need to be inside of me, so I’ll give birth. In a way, anyway.”

I kissed her belly and started going further down. My tongue paused at her faux belly button and I whispered, “I can’t wait to meet you.”

I knew I wasn’t talking to anyone, it was just an unfertilized egg at that point. But in my mind it was so much more, it was our foal. I could see it, I could picture everything our foal represented.

To me we, already had a foal. It was just a matter of the present catching up to that reality.

A wing reached up and bopped me across the face, “Equestria to Aurora, you okay?” Lavender asked.

“What… yeah, just deciding on names.”

“Putting the cart before the pony, aren’t we?” she asked in jest.

“Well then,” I said with a devious wink, “Looks like the pony needs to hurry up.”

Lavender grinned at me before using her wings to pull me up and deliver a soft, passion filled kiss.

My hoof quit playing with her stomach after a few more moments. I moved it directly over her mound, rubbing up and down her slit as I did. I started gentle, my actions nothing more than getting her ready for what was to come, for what I wanted to get too.

She grinned at me and smiled, but said nothing.

As my left hoof continued to stimulate her nethers, my right ran across her mane. I felt the warmth coming from her, the warmth coming from both ends at the same time. It was like my own personal stove, and I was the chef.

Little kisses, touches, the proper application of a hoof, and she got that much hotter. Her body reacted to everything I did, everything I wanted. I stretched out a wing and brushed her cheek lightly, an action that caused her to giggle a little before she stretched out and captured my feather in her mouth.

“Hey!” I said in jest.

She only replied by nibbling lightly on the tip of my feather. Almost like a foal might with their mother.

My own nethers began to feel hot at that. I resisted the urge to touch myself, not yet anyway. At that moment it was about Lavender, not me.

My muzzle leaned down and I began to run my tongue over the patch of fur between her bellybutton and her marehood. She sighed in contentment as she felt my saliva evaporate from her body, cooling her with every second that went by.

I smiled at that, the paradoxical nature of the situation was the perfect mirror of my own situation. There I was, a changeling by force, but wanting, no, needing to make another with the changeling I fell in love with.

My muzzle moved even lower. Lightly, I brushed my tongue directly over the protruding button that was her clit. She tensed up, but didn’t reply just yet. I smiled at that. She didn’t want to make it easy, and neither did I.

I left her to munch on my wing as I forgot any further stimulation with my hooves. The time for that had passed, it was time for the truly fun part. Part of me wondered just how much she could take before she changed back.

I resolved to put it to the test.

My tongue traced an outline of her pussy lips. Running along the outside with deep licks designed to stimulate blood flow and make them that much more pronounced. However, when it was time to lick the center, I pulled back, my tongue only lightly rubbed the edges, making her squirm under me.

I pulled my tongue back and ran it along the inside of my mouth. That taste, it was the taste of her, her cum, her sweat, and even a little something else. But I loved it just the same. I would always love everything about her.

When I went back down, she pushed my head to her slit. The action made me smirk She was tired of me playing with her. With a laugh, I ran my nose against her vulva. She gasped as my cold nose made contact with such a sensitive part of her.

“Now, now,” I replied, “Who’s driving this cart?”

“I hate you,” she said in jest.

“I love you too,” I said as I went back to work. While her interruption was unwarranted, it did give me an idea. With careful licks, I slowly coaxed her flower open. Then, without warning, I licked my nose and ran it up the folds of her innermost flower petals.

The reaction came nearly immediately as she tried to hold her moans quite unsuccessfully. She would buck and roll each time my nose made contact with her sensitive petals. After the fourth time, I added my tongue.

I tasted her, every inch of her sweet, sweet nethers as I ran my tongue right across her pussy. Slowly, I dragged it from the bottom all the way to the top, letting her feel me, letting her feel every rough texture, every bump, every ridge that was on my tongue. She cried out in pleasure as she felt it, as she felt me.

As soon as I reached the top of her lips, I latched my lips upon her clit and suckled like a newborn on her mommy's teat. I sought to drain the thing of anything and everything it could give me.

She shot out in five different spurts, sprays of cum splashed my lower jaw, soaking it with her love juices. I smiled, but did not stop. My eyes were locked upon her face, her mouth was wide open, her eyes practically rolled back in her head, and her screams of joy, they were like music in my ears.

I watched as her head fell back on the bed, her tongue hanging out of her mouth. Knowing just how senstive one could be after an orgasim, I stopped and pulled back.

My sight was of the mare I fell in love with, the one and only mare I’d ever told I love you too. In her pleasure, she had lost her disguise. She was heaving, her breath ragged as she sought to keep her lungs pumping oxygen to her body. Her hind legs were spread wide, her groin soaked with green cum and sweat, and her front legs were held to her sides.

“I’ve never seen a more beautiful sight,” my words rang with the same truth I heard in hers.

She looked up at me, her face contorted to form a smile, “Well, that’s because you don’t have my point of view.”

I smiled at that and crawled over her. My nose lingered on her body as I passed. She smelled of sweat and sex. Part of me, a rather large part, wished there was some way to bottle that smell as a perfume. We’d wear it every day, regardless of the situation.

When I reached her head, she wrapped her front hooves around me and pulled me in for a kiss. I felt her back hooves doing the same, making me lay upon her. My mind processed a million and one different inputs at that moment. I felt her touch, I felt her hooves running down my back, I felt her chitin pressed against my fur. I felt my own nethers getting wet and slick with her green cum as she pressed ours together, yet, of all those sensations, I only focused on one. The feel of her lips pressed against mine.

As we broke the kiss she smiled at me, “For it to work you have to cum, too,” she whispered, and I was all too eager for that. One of her black hooves travelled across the side of my belly, rubbing it up and down, causing me to purr in delight.

She smiled at me as she forced it between our bodies. I felt it, I felt it press against my fur, working it’s way down to my own honey bucket. There was no teasing, no playing, she simply pressed against my slit, an action that caused me to sigh in pleasure as my own wanting desires, desires I’d put off for her, were finally attended to.

I didn’t even wait for her to move. My hips started to grind all on their own, running across her hoof and down to her glorious globes. I saw her smile every time I pressed back, no doubt getting a little pleasure herself from me.

I didn’t mind. As far as I was concerned, her pleasure was my own. She must have felt the same, as at that moment her small horn began to glow with green light. I felt small touches against my hooves and down my back. She was massaging me, pressing into my fur with her magic. Slowly, ever so slowly, she went over every inch of my skin, relaxing me in ways I never dreamed were possible.

With every passing second, I felt her get closer and closer to my flank. My body knew what was coming before my mind even figured it out. I felt myself getting wetter and wetter as I continued grinding myself upon her hoof and globe. I wanted it, I needed it.

Moans left my lips as her magic passed over my cutie mark. She was smiling at me, that beautiful smile as she pressed against my flank with her magic. It was like magical little digits running over my flank. I groaned loudly at the delicate little touch.

“Fair warning, this may be a little… extreme,” she warned me. At the time I thought she was just kidding, oh how wrong I was.

As soon as her magic made it down my flank and to my grinding marehood, it burst into me with all its might. I’d never had sex with a stallion in my life, but I knew at that moment that if I ever did, they’d be found wanting, and in more ways than one.

Her magic pressed against every inch of my pussy, pushing, rubbing, grinding, and massaging my insides as if it were the biggest sex toy on the planet.

I screamed, I screamed until my lungs were empty and my throat sore. At no point did Lavender stop either, her horn kept glowing, and the magic kept pushing at me, causing me to dive into new depths of pleasure that I’d never experienced before in my life.

My grinding came to a halt as my body was unable to continue such an action in that state of bliss. I fell on my back, my hoof pressed against my pussy trying to stop it and continue it all at the same time.

Lavender sat up herself, she kept moving her hoof back, keeping it grinding against my black slit.

It surprised me when I felt myself pulled to her, our nethers pressed against each other as I squirted my marecum directly on her waiting globs.

She cut her magic and stopped. My head felt like it weighed a ton, my heart felt like it was beating a mile a minute in my chest. Yet, somehow, I found the energy to look up.

She wasn’t smiling, “Aurora, last chance. Is this what you want?”

I nodded. There was not a hint of hesitation in my body.

She smiled then, her own nethers started pressing against my own, grinding against my sore cunt as she rubbed them up and down against each other. I wasn’t able to keep my head up as she did whatever it took for our egg to be fertilized.

I didn’t know if it was my changeling state, my magically induced orgasm, or if it was just in my head, but I swear I felt it. I felt me giving a piece of myself to her, sharing something intimate, personal with the mare I loved. It felt wonderful, better than sex.

When it stopped, I managed to look up once more. Our nethers were covered in green cum and I swear it was like she was glowing. Briefly, I wondered if I looked the same. There was a serious look of worry on her face, the same look a pony had after they bought a house.

She’s worried she made a mistake.

I didn’t even need to ask her, I simply knew that it was the case. With an effort of willpower that should have earned me a bucking metal, I rolled over and crawled to her, my hooves not able to hold me up after… that.

She saw me, part shocked, and part worried. It took me a minute but I reached her, I reached her and rubbed my hoof along the edge of her black jaw, “Is… is it done?” I asked, already knowing the answer.

She simply nodded her head at me.

I laid my head on her stomach, “So, in three months we’ll have an egg of our own,” The smile on my face proved infectious, she caught it quickly enough and smiled back.

“Lavender, I love you more than I thought possible. Thank you, thank you for this. I know you can only have one offspring, and that you’d do it with me means more to me than I can ever say.”

A black hoof ran down my head, lightly stroking my face, “No regrets?” she asked.

“Not. A. Single. One,” I said back, “Well, that’s not entirely true.”

Her expression went from lovely to worried in the blink of an eye.

“I only regret that you didn’t use that spell earlier. What was that?” I asked with a smirk.

She lightly hit me upside the head at that, “Actually… that’s how I…”

“How you what?” I asked, suspecting the answer.

“Masturbate,” she replied back with a smile and a blush.

“Well, you’ll never need to cast it again. Not on yourself I mean,” I said with a grin as I ran my hoof through the green cum covering her nethers. With a sensual lick, I smiled. My intention was quite clear.

“Help yourself, it won’t interfere with anything.”

Celestia help me, I love the taste of her.