Closing her eyes, she drifted off into slumber. Taken distantly by the solace of her dreams that shown a world of which romanticism flourished. What was sitting within the mind of Excalibur was a dream of sweet relief.
“The champ is here,” she heard a voice whispering from afar in the corners of her mind. A hallway had appeared within the darkness of the dream, exposing rose peddles on the floor leading to a dimly lit room in the distance. With each step, the bass grew louder and louder from a familiar tune she had heard several times before when watching her favorite television show, but what could it be? The floors lit up with a soft glow as each hoof pressed its way forward to the mysteriously dim lit room.
“Your time is up,” the voice echoed more clearly through the halls piercing the back of Excalibur’s mind. The words sang to her within such a sweet melody made her heart thump faster, and beads of sweat form on her body. “Who is out there?” she attempted to ask, but the words would not come out. Her hooves pressing forward into the hall, the lighting on the floor began to take the color of green the closer she got to the voice.
The voice faded for a moment and her heart began to sink. Excalibur closed her eyes and gave a soft whimper towards the silence that now filled the hall she ventured through. “I was so close,” she whispered under her voice.
“You can’t see me, my time is now,” the voice rang through the halls once more. Excalibur’s ears pointed straight up and she opened her eyes and found herself laying on a plush bed covered in rose pedals.
“W-where am-“she was cut off mid-sentence as a finger rested calmly on her lips. The scent of musk and salt filled her nostrils, a shady figure with a human figure stood above her. Her heart once more began to thump and a slight nervousness began to fill her body.
“I got my soul straight-“the figure leaned in a closer, a cloudy outline still overlapping the identity. Excalibur suddenly felt her heart at rest, the world around her now began to become warm. The mysterious figure ran his hand along her thigh gently and rested it on her tummy. She could feel the cool touch of his hand as it made its way up, causing beads of sweat to form around her loins. What was this feeling? Who was it that had crawled on top of her?
The room became flooded with a red light that revealed the identity of who wooed Excalibur into submission. Her eyes widened and her mouth dropped open to the site of a muscular man wearing an orange sweatbands that read Cenation and a hat that said UCME.
“I brush your mouth like Colgate,” said the strong man of her dreams.
“John Cena,” she whispers under her breath as he slowly came into and wrapped his arms around her.
Slowly John Cena nuzzles her and lightly pecks her top lip. Gently he presses his lips firmly against Excalibur’s and locks them within a warm passion. The saliva dripping gently over Excalibur’s cheek as they pressed close to one another.
Within the doorway, stood another pony holding a strange object. However, Excalibur and Cena were too locked within the heat of the moment take notice of the pony who had taken presence within their vicinity.
“Appul,” said the mysterious pony who moved not a muscle on their body. Suddenly, a dim light came from the hallway and Excalibur’s eyes shifted during her make out session to notice who it was.
“Appul,” said JakeWhyMan who continued to stare straight at the two lovers. The apple, which once laid so still, had begun to rotate and fall off his hoof. With a loud thud it rolled under the bed and the lights from the hall went out.
Excalibur became confused but was overtaken by Cena’s massive muscles that curled her even tighter. Cena pulled back for a second, licked her cheek of saliva and slipped his tongue deep into her mouth. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head and shivers went down her spine.
Suddenly, an alarm began to fill the room and another voice began to fill her head. Waking up from her romantic passion, she took immediate notice of her lover no longer being there. The room was beginning to spin, the sounds of Cena’s theme song ringed and pierced loudly into her ears. Out of nowhere, the apple had rolled onto the bed and sat close to her hip. Picking up the apple, Excalibur slowly brought it closer to her face.
“Appul,” the apple said before it burst into flames.
Excalibur immediately woke-up to see Ashie, ElectricCereal, and TaZe standing at the edge of the bed. Blinking for a moment, she took notice that the sheets were a little damp from her loins due to the dream she had. Looking over at her friends, she blushed tremendously and hit the snooze button on the clock.
“How was the Champ?” Ashie giggled. She lived in the room next to Excalibur’s and could hear her talking in her sleep.
Excalibur hid her face under the covers and asked politely “Please give me a moment to get ready.” Everyone left the room with the three of them chuckling at the story Ashie had told them.
After waiting for her friends to leave, she slowly lifted up the skirt of her bed and rummaged through the belongings that laid underneath. Her hoof touched a familiar object she was searching for. A picture frame containing her crush John Cena. She gave a deep sigh and held the picture close to her chest. When the house had quieted down, she bit her lip and let her dreams flow through her once more.
To be continued...
Author's Note
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With a light shiver down her spine, Excalibur released a soft moan and arched her back. The feeling of relief overtaking her body as the reward for her doings flowed from her. Removing her hoof from underneath the blanket, she marveled at the site of her own fluids. Unsure of what to do with the mess, she gently presses her tongue against her hoof. A sweet taste overcame her taste buds, and she continued to slowly lick her hoof clean.
ElectricCereal knocks on the door gently, “Excal, are you okay?” He goes unheard as she goes back into another blaze of passion, kicking the covers off that covered the sins of her night. Holding her John Cena picture with one hoof and pleasuring herself with the other. The sun shining through window and across her body, giving a beautiful glow to the room.
“I am sorry if we… hurt… your…” EletricCereal walked into the room, and immediately a flush of red comes over his cheeks. Excalibur paid no mind as she slipped further into the wet slippery world of her daydreams. ElectricCereal turns his head in embarrassment of walking in on such a scene, but turns his head slightly back in curiosity.
Excalibur moaned a bit and a flush of red came over her face, but before she reached her peak she noticed him standing at the door. Her heart began to thump harder in her chest from being seen in such a state. Looking down between her legs she squeaked in panic and pulled the covers over the top of herself.
Not sure what to do at this point, ElectricCereal panicked and attempted to leave the room, slamming his face against the door frame on his way out. “I am so sorry, I won’t say anything!” he said with a panic in his voice. Blood dribbled from his nostrils from his accident with door frame and plopped onto the floor.
An apple rolled from the hallway and into Excalibur’s room as Cereal closed the door. Excalibur sighed dejectedly, feeling unsatisfied by being brought out of her moment with Cena. The picture frame laid close to her hip, a smudge of juice from her moment stained part of the glass.
“Cena… I wish you were really here with me.” Excalibur said softly, tilting her head to look outside. The heat finally drained from her body, and the dampness began to make her cold. Maneuvering from underneath the covers, Excalibur pushed her prized picture of Cena underneath the bed and began taking the sheets from the bed to be washed.
Reflecting back to the moment when Cereal walked in, she wondered if he would tell anyone. “No, he isn’t like that…” she whispered under her breath, reassuring herself that Cereal would not sell her out over what had taken place. Truthfully, she kind of hoped that one of her friends might have helped with a lot of the manual parts of the act, but that was too embarrassing to think about.
Pulling the sheets over to the basket, she noticed the apple on the floor along with the small blood trail leading out of the room. She picked up the apple and smiled warmly, “he must have been trying to bring me something to eat because I was so quiet most of the morning.” Knowing that her friends cared about her brought a feeling of being special.
Placing the apple onto the dresser next to her bed, she picked up her soaked sheets and began making her way to the door. Opening it slowly, Excalibur peaked her head outside to see if anyone was up and about. Not wanting anyone to see, she tiptoed slowly out of the room and down the hall to the laundry room.
Excalibur stopped for a moment and began to hear TaZe coming down the hall and chatting with Ashie. In a panic, she shoves the sheets into the room next to her and closes the door immediately, pressing her back against the door. Ashie’s voice trailed off, but TaZe’s hooves could still be heard coming around the corner.
“Hey Excal!” yelled TaZe happily as he rounded the corner. “Sorry about this morning, we were worried you got sick, we weren’t in the room very long. Ashie was telling us about some meme she saw on the web last night.” TaZe smiled warmly at Excalibur.
Excalibur was still flustered and attempted to hurry the conversation along as quickly as possible. “Uh, yeah. It is fine, I am glad you came to check up on me! Thank you so much, you guys are the best!” she said with a hurried voice, hoping to get the sheets down to the laundry room as soon as possible to hide her mischief.
TaZe became puzzled slightly by her defensive nature, and stepped a hoof forward to examine his friend. “Are you sure you are okay?” asked TaZe worriedly.
Excalibur replied with a nod, a bead of sweat dripped down her cheek in fear of being caught.
“Alright, if you say so,” said TaZe turning to continue his walk down the hall. Excalibur waited until the coast was clear to open the door she put the sheets into.
Opening the door shes pulled the sheets out immediately, only to find that she had made an even further mistake. Cereal laid behind the door, and was unconscious blushing a deep red. A thin sticky residue laid across his face, and a cleaning cloth laid beside him.
Putting the pieces together, Excalibur came to the conclusion that Cereal was attempting to find a way to clean up the blood dribble that landed on the floor. Looking back at her sheets, she noticed the wet spot had a bit of blood on it now. Panicking, Excalibur closed the door and began to hurry the sheets down the hall, tripping and sliding all over the place as they attempted to curl around her hooves.
“I have to apologize, I have no idea how, but I have to apologize to him,” Excalibur said finally reaching the laundry. Immediately she throws her sheets into the wash and sighs in relief having finally made it.
Not wanting to leave Cereal behind, she begins to make her way back down the hall to try and figure out what to do with his unconscious body. “I can’t leave him in there like that, the others will find him and find out!” she said with a panicked voice.
As she made her way down the hall, a strange object caught her eye. Approaching it closely, she notices it’s an orange wristband.
“I wonder what this is doing here,” she said as she picked it up off the floor. Not wanting to leave it behind, she slips it up over her hoof and continues making her way down the hallway to help Cereal.
And to help make sure he didn’t tell the others.
To Be Continued…
Author's Note
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