Nothing's More Important

“I don’t want to let you go. I don’t want to be alone anymore. Am I being too greedy? I don’t want this moment to end..." she replied. "What do you want?"

He suddenly pushed and rolled up on top of her with his tail wagging. "I believe in destiny. I was brought here for a reason. Maybe that reason is you." He leaned in. "If I get pulled back home tomorrow, I like to think you'll get sucked back with me. We only just met, but I…" He paused a moment, then burst into a giggle. "I think I'm a romantic sap. Do you like those?"

“I think so," she said, wagging underneath him. “Especially if they are brave and confident and not afraid to claim what's theirs. Do you like strong, protective types who won't ever let you go?"

He flashed a smile. "If that means you'll put me out when I catch on fire." His eyes rolled. "Again." Easily accepting the idea that theirs was a fated meeting, however odd, he nestled between her legs and snuggled against her. "You'll have to dress-up nice to meet my parents."

“Agreed. Though all my clothes are human clothes. Do ponies wear clothes?" They talked, so why not? Though werewolves talked, but weren't much for clothing if they had their fur showing. “I’m really good at stopping fires," she added.

He squirmed a moment, feeling ready despite feeling a bit silly at his conversation. "We do, sometimes." He took a slow breath, then backed up just enough to line himself up with the female. "A-are.." He trailed off, remembering what she said. He clenched his teeth then moved to pry into her with his equine member. No more questions.

She gave a deep grunt as his broad, flat tip pushed into her, before nodding to his unfinished question. "You don’t have to go easy, I can take it." She was pretty damned tight, practically a virgin, aside from the missing seal and relative lack of uncertainty.

With the act begun, Justin became focused on it, pushing in to the hilt in the wolf and softly biting into the fur of her chest and up towards her neck as he pulled out and thrust forward in short little motions, feeling and teasing her insides as his shaft throbbed, eager to perform its duty.

“Gaia, you're huge!" Alice gasped out, as he filled her deeply with his girth. She was moist to begin with, but quickly got slicker as she was forced to accommodate the thick member. She laid her head back, exposing her neck for him and moaning deeply.

He took that neck and bit into it. His words were lost in the passion of the rutting as he rocked against her, taking her and claiming her. His hooves squeezed at the wolf, even as some small part of his mind squealed in excitement and terror that he was breeding something that would not be wrong for thinking him dinner.

With that bite there, any thoughts about him not being a wolf fled her mind. She wrapped her legs around his hips, thrusting into his rutting, and she lost herself in the pleasure of her new mate. Her neck wound sealed the moment his teeth withdrew from her, leaving only the faintest taste of her blood behind.

The taste of blood was largely foreign to him and Justin snorted as other things distracted him completely. He became one with his lover, embedding himself in her flexing passage and starting to fire thick jets up along her passage with a loud neigh. His hind legs twitched and kicked at the ground as he consummated their relationship, only to sag against her, weakly pushing into her.

Alice lay back, panting as she closed her eyes, feeling the warmth deep within her. “That was…” she snuggled him tightly, at a loss for words. She started licking his neck and even gently nibbled. “May I?...”

Instinctive terror mixed with the laziness of post-coital in a strange mix in the stallion. He leaned his head back and offered it to the wolf. If she'd turn on him, he'd die contently, at least.

Fortunately, she only barely broke his skin, before licking the wound clean. But even that brief bite was enough to let a strange pulse of magic flow into and through him, permeating his body before becoming completely imperceptible. “Mine, forever,” she said, satisfied in more ways than one.

He snorted as a wild stallion before rearing up over her. He wasn't sure what happened, but it felt important. Struggling against the sluggishness, he drew from her in a wet pull and sat up. "Forever is a long time." He smiled at her. "You may get bored of me eventually."

“Wolves mate for life,” she insisted, before sitting up herself. She couldn’t help but eye his cum-slicked cock, however. She had bled on him a bit down there, as well, but didn’t seem bothered by it, more focused on his medial ring. “If I get bored, we’ll be boringly content with one another.”

He laughed at her words. "Boringly content. I like that." He rose up only to lean in and nuzzle at her, his bits wagging as well as his tail with his movements. He didn't notice the blood until he sat back and looked down at himself. "Are you alright?" That was his first reaction, worry shown.

“I’m fine. You aren’t a wolf like me, or made of silver, so it’s already healed. Like my shoulder,” she said. Sure enough, there were just a few dried flecks of blood where he’d bit, no sign of actual injury. Even the fur had straightened itself. “But it’s sweet of you to worry.~”

Justin Thyme reached for her, pulling her up to her paws. "Are you sure you're OK with a pony for a husband?" He smiled at her. "I'll be there, promise. You're stuck with me until you tell me otherwise."

“Forever,” she insisted. “I already marked you, it’s too late for doubts. Besides… I really like that… what do you call it?” she poked his medial ring with her blunt claw, gently. “Anyways, why wouldn’t I? What’s wrong with ponies? I mean… talking ones, anyways.”

The touch made him sit up. The member twitched and he grunted, already regaining a bit of stiffness. "That is…" Ugh, biology. "My ring. It's your ring now. Not as romantic as a wedding ring, but it does more work, doesn't it?"

Alice wagged. “Are you actually up for more?” she asked, a bit surprised.

He pointed ahead of himself. "This time, pony style, standing, if you'd like? Um, seriously, if you're tired, sleep is also good."

Alice eagerly stood, turning from him and lifting her tail. “I’m not tired yet, the sun isn’t even up yet.”

He slid in over her and brought a hoof up under her to hug her to his barrel as he sank into her warm depths, grunting with the pleasure of it. "Is it wrong that you're better than most of the mares I've ever been with?" He thrust against that tightness. "So… tight. You're sure this doesn't hurt?"

“It feels good,” she insisted, focusing on the feeling and managing to squeeze even tighter, before relaxing a bit. “And your wife ought to be the best one you’ve ever been with,” she pointed out. She braced herself firmly, letting him handle the movements while she closed her eyes, focusing on the pleasure and getting a better handle on those unfamiliar muscles. She was much slicker from the beginning this time, but still a nice, tight fit.

The second time, Justin took his time with her. He wasn't rutting, he was making love properly. He pulled her gently back against himself and cuddled even as he moved against her. His teeth found the back of her neck and along her shoulder in gentle nibbles as he squeezed her. "Destiny was very kind to me today," he breathed out, but was otherwise quiet as he focused on being a good lover to his exotic new wife, ignoring the many questions that demanded answers, for the time.

She savored every minute of it, especially the nibbles. At least until she began to draw close, and started growing impatient, urging him on. It wasn’t much longer before she howled out loudly, pleasure washing over her body as it tried to draw a second filling from him. She pushed back desperately into him, drawing out the process until she was too exhausted to continue and collapsed beneath him.

Justin was not a virgin foal, but the rhythim pulls of his new mate were enough to draw him over, and he collapsed with her even as he fulfilled her desire. Panting for breath, he curled up with her, sprawled over her back comfortably. "You were lovely." He nipped into her back. "I'm not sure if I'm to stay here, or you to come with me, but either way has lost its… bite right now."

“As long as we’re together," Alice agreed. She gave something almost like a purr before falling asleep beneath him. Justin was asleep soon thereafter, resting peacefully atop the warm fur.