Lust of magic

The sun shining, the birds chirping, alarm clock blaring. The white Stallion Groaned as he sat up, smashing yet another one direction alarm clock. He yawned, chapping his lips, as all he could taste was salt. He smirked, tucking back into bed as the camera panned away, the stallion moaning, “Davies… Oh yes! Davies!” as he did unspeakable acts, too sick to come to bare. The camera refocused back on the stairs, the stallion struggling to tuck his floppy fighter in his my little pony pants as he stumbled from his room, flailing as he fell down the steps, his dragging dragon, busting his wondrous whities. The white stallion knew today was going to be a different day, a bad day. He hoped it did not intervene with his date with the prettiest unicorn in all the land, Davies. He smiled, forgetting his pants as he was already running late to the office.

He looked over his Ipone 4s as he rushed through the doors, catching his breath as the unlikely site of his boss. The plushy. Nightly gulped, knowing what would happen as he sighed, bending over as the plushy smirked, materializing a stiff black baton of what resembled greatly to Nightlys devilish deceiver. The plushy smacked Nightly, with prestigious power as Nightly gave out a whimpering moan, bouncing forward with every ferocious beating with the ‘bad stallion’. Nightly began to smile, because this was his favorite part. “Spread your baggage and lift your hand luggage.”

The Plushy reeled back, running up as he leaped forward, throwing the big, black baton right up Nightlys point of no return. Nightly yelped in seduced relief, falling on the cubical in front of him as he lay, booty, booty, booty, rocking everywhere, drooling out the mouth as he licked his lips, mouthing ‘again’.

Nightly stood as he returned to his cubical, waving his hoof as he winced before bopping down on his favourite chair. “Ohh Sir Nightly. I have a message.” Nightly chirped up, looking over the blonde haired peasant as he took the letter, swatting him away, only staring at the griffons’ succulent, slender rump for a moment, licking his lips in delight.

Dear Nightly,

I ultimately request your presence by the parking lot outside. It is… of utmost importance. I will explain more when you come outside.

XoXo Anonymous.

Nightly though for a moment, who could possibly be asking for him, and when it is miraculously dark outside for the sake of the plot? He smiled, nodding as he stood up, removing the Stallion stuffer from inside him and licking the tip lively as he skipped off.

He opened the door to which lead out to the dark alleyway behind the studio. He looked around him, falling to the ground with a gracious groan. Looking behind him to see his least favorite bat pony, he grumped, trying to get the dark blue stallion off him, but he was too weak to do anything. Nightly slumped back, powerless as he stared at the smirking bat pony.

“What do you want shaddie?” Nightly grumped, trying to move his arms, looking down to see Shaddie, rubbing his titanic across the Fur on Nightlys chest. Shaddie snickered, leaning in as he kissed Nightly vigorously as Nightly refused, Nightly tried to speak but all that surfaced was inconsiderate mumbles.

Shaddie stopped as he moved swiftly to nibble his ear. Nightly stiffened, as he heard a *Click*. “Oh, don’t worry, you are not leaving me just yet sugar!” Shaddie scoffed, showing the handcuffs to the dumpster beside them. Nightly sighed.

“Fine… What do you want?” Shaddie thought for a moment, giggling intensively, slamming his space ship right into Nightlys Upper hanger. Nightly gagged, Shaddie slamming hard back and forth, screaming in celestial charm as he grabbed the back of Nightlys mane, pulling forth as he let out a shower of super-heated love. Nightly gagged, holding Shaddie in longer as the substance flowed all round his mouth, the same feeling he felt with Davies but… Better!

Shaddie pulled away his goo covered flamethrower, stepping back as he let his flailing fighter rest, looking at Nightlys satisfied face, licking up the rest of his marinating goo. Shaddie looked down at Nightlys attentive soldier, leaning in as she licked up the base to the tip, teasing Nightly as he tensed, holding on to the dumpsters handle. “Mmm…. I always wondered what Earth pony tasted like.” Shaddie smirked, standing up as he placed his cushion upon Nightlys table leg, thrusting down as Nightlys eyes shot open in luxurious pleasure as Shaddie moved in, kissing Nightly tenderly before nibbling his ear furiously. Nightly screamed in harmonious pleasure as he loosened all his muscles, letting loose the spray of his silky smooth Friendship. The Magika, trickling down his wand. He rested, moving his head to the side in relief.

Suddenly, Shaddie took her true goal, biting heavily into the side of Nightlys’ neck, Nightly screamed as Shaddie did not let go, rubbing Nightlys hair as she pulled away. Smashing Nightlys cuffs as Shaddie seemed to simply fly off, not a word. Not a kiss… Nightly held his blood drawn neck, walking back in the exit, not noticing he was covered in love juices. The Plushy was waiting, like he knew. He always knew. The plushy shook his head as he walked off, back towards his office. Nightly quickly ran to the bathroom, hoping to clean himself before anyone found out.