Syncopate's Duet for twoby Thepointbro2ChaptersDay 1"Date"WetSleep over...The morning afterDay 1Author's Note Alright, Day 1, Story 1. Dont worry, i know i suck at this, my pre-reader has been AWOL and i'm absolutely atrocious at this . However! This story is the first chapter of a hopefully very long romance between two OC characters. Hopefully its relatively enjoyable. Day 1 "Ugghh" he groaned, rising from his warm spot on the bed, "is it really that late?" He groaned again, the clock on his bedside read 11:22 am. "Oh fuck!" He yelled, "I'm going to be late"! He jumped out of bed, landing a bit heavily on his hooves. Throwing on his bow-tie he trotted into the attached bathroom, combing his mane with a blur of crimson magic, he looked into the mirror. He wasn't a bad looking stallion, he had a soft darkish blue coat, with a cerulean and black striped mane. He usually liked to have his mane spiked a little, but it often just fell to the side, covering his right eye. His horn was a long slender object, striped just like his mane. Having given up on preventing his mane from falling over his eye, he picked up a tooth brush, spurted on some cinnamon toothpaste, and went to work on his teeth, paying special attention the the fangs that glinted beneath his top lip. He was a vampony after all. Maybe not as intimidating as many of the others, as he tended to be pretty shy, even feminine at times. But hey, he had a couple friends, and that's all he really needed. He jumped out of his room, quickly trotting into the small kitchen just outside, he lived in a very small house, in a modest neighborhood by the river, in Canterlot. Walking in from the front door, one would see the living room, with its TV, and rather large sound system. To the left of that, they would see a kitchen, with all the essentials, including a dishwasher, and enough counter space to cook an average meal with ease. Across the living room, if the pony had taken a right instead, they would be led down a short hallway, beyond an office space, and to a medium sized room. In the room was the stand for a cello, a soft comfy looking bed, and another sound system, this time, hooked up to a rather modern computer. He didn't have time to appreciate much of this as he quickly gulped down some caffeinated tea and hopped out the door, throwing on his saddlebags, and red aviators as he did so. Being a vampony, he usually wore a black hoodie, with his other accessories, but it was a hot day, and being outside for a little bit didn't bring the risk of being burned alive that longer periods risked. Walking for a few blocks, he eventually had the chance to duck into a concert hall, bring a slight relief to his hot flesh, fur only did so well at blocking the sun. Near the entrance to the hall, was a small line of higher class ponies, most adorned with fine jewelry and other marks of the Canterlot elite. He admittedly felt a bit naked, wearing nothing more than his blue bow-tie, and black collar, it wasn't as if ponies usually wore clothes, but he swore he could feel the snooty elite's disdainful glares rake across his bare body. He wasn't an antisocial wreck as some ponies, but he preferred to stay out of the spotlight when possible. Finally approaching the ticket checker, he floated out a ticket for the stallion to look over. "One seat, A-12, for a mister Syncopate Symphony" The stallion announced, "That would be me!" Smiled Syncopate. "Indeed" commented the stallion, giving the vampony a quick look over. The smaller pony squirmed a little as the ticket checker's gaze passed over his cutie mark, it showed the image of a black treble clef, with a sound wave superimposed over it. Most likely awarding syncopate with his job of making music, he made both classical and dub step, even mixing the two sounds together if it worked. The ticket checker eventually passed him through, letting him enter a massive concert hall, over a thousand seats angling down towards a single wooden stage. The sight took syncopates breath away, he took in the sight, enjoying the soft amber lighting filling the cavernous room, the smell of meticulously cleaned wood, even smelling the antique instruments on stage, just aching to produce their beloved sound. Syncopate eventually reached his seat in the front row, twelfth seat from the right, he always got his tickets as soon as he could, allowing him a good seat. As he reached his seat he looked over and smiled at the mare occupying it, she had been expecting him, and was a little worried when he didn't show as early as usual. Her name was midnight rose,She was a generally outspoken mare, even a bit rowdy when not kept in check, but he like her nonetheless, well, only as a friend anyways. She had a black coat turning a bit lighter near her hooves, her mane was black with artificial white streaks in it, she was an earth pony, so obviously she didn't have any extra appendages. "Too bad Snow Streak couldn't make it ." She commented. "Yeah, he's just got too much going on at work I guess," he replied, Syncopate would never admit it to his friend, but snow streaks name always sent a flutter through his chest. Snow streak had always been a good friend and Syncopate adored that about him, and to be honest, Syncopate never really went after the mares. Neither of his friends knew this, and he'd been just fine that they never asked. "Ooh, yay, i think they're starting!" Joyfully whispered midnight. Syncopate snapped out of his thoughts, turning to the stage. Several ponies were walking to the seats that had been put in the middle of the stage. The assorted ponies positioned themselves and their instruments, with wings, hooves or even magic. Soon the grand concert hall was in a deep silence, each ponies breath held in anticipation for the music. The lead pony, skillfully wielding a cello, starts off with a deep note, sliding the bow across the strings with practised ease. Several of the violinists follow suite, bringing a light accompaniment to the slow strokes of the larger instrument. Listening to the beautiful stringed instruments, syncopates mind wanders off. He tended to think about snow a lot when he listened to music, whether it be a conglomeration of strings, or the thumping base of good dubstep. Snow, he had a white mane, striped with soft gray, like a winter's sky. His fur was the lightest blue, almost white. Syncopate loved the pegasus's eyes, the way they reflected like blue sapphire. On one occasion they had been talking, and syncopate had just stood there, and looked into snow's eyes, thankfully snow hadn't been paying close attention to syncopate, that would have been rather embarrassing. Syncopate came back to reality as the symphony stopped playing. Looking around he noticed everypony applauding, even midnight, who still sat next to him. As much as he had enjoyed the concert, syncopate only clapped halfheartedly, his mind on things other than music. Midnight sat up after syncopate, and they looked at eachother. "Quite the performance don'tcha think?" She asked him. "Yeah, they did a good job, especially with the bass accompaniment. Umm, look, i would love to stay and chat, but ive got to go back home and do some, stuff..." Midnight gave him a questioning look for moment, but agreed with him. Hugging him real quick, she walked out of the large hall, and was swallowed up by the bustling crowd leaving the building. Syncopate followed suite, heading home. He took only a few minutes to reach his house. Looking around he made sure all the window curtains were drawn, preventing any possible sunlight from disturbing him. It was early, but he wanted to lie down, he was feeling a bit... frisky. It was probably from thinking about snow, it happened a bit more than he would like to admit. Walking into his room, he dimmed the light, making the room dark. He slid into his bed, groaning a little as he stretched, cracking his back slightly, he even stretched his legs and forelegs. He was already making a scenario, one that shared many similarities with the others he liked to imagine. Syncopate and snow laid in a bed, spooning, syncopate often pictured him as the little spoon, he could feel snows hardness poking his cheeks as they cuddled. Syncopate would lay there as snows hooves, wich started at his slender chest, slowly drifted down to his lower areas. Syncopate had a full on erection now, he loved fantasizing about snow, it always got him off. He put one of his hooves to his member, and started stroking it, loving the sensation. In his mind, snow would start rubbing his long phallus on syncopates rear, grinding slowly. syncopate let out a low moan as a spot of precum flowed out onto his member, slicking his hoof, and adding even more pleasure to his masturbation. Letting out a low moan, syncopate sped up his hoof. In his fantasy, snow would get on top of syncopate, mounting him, dominating him. Syncopate would bend down his forelegs, and let snow fuck as hard as he could. Snow would lean forward and grab on of syncopates ears, biting firmly. Eventually he would speed up, groaning loudly and flood syncopates entrance with his seed. Syncopate was panting heavily as his imaginary rutting session with the stallion of his dreams finally sent him over the edge, semen spurted out of his dick, and was caught by his magic, he didn't want to have to do more laundry than necessary after all. After disposing of his masturbatory byproduct, syncopate went to his kitchen and pulled a blood pack out of his fridge, and absentmindedly drained it. He hoped snow would be free tomorrow, it was always fun hanging out with him, even if syncopate was too afraid to show his true feelings towards that stallion, well, maybe tomorrow. "Date"Syncopate groaned, waking up, it truly was one of the worldly evils. Always bright, annoying, and took way more energy than sleeping actually gave you. the groggy stallion groaned again, squinting through the minuscule cracks of sunlight that his blinds let through. Syncopate bolted up, a sudden realization coming to him. He had a date with Snow Streak today! well, okay, not a date, however, the two stallions would be going to an ice rink that was a few blocks away from Snow's house. remembering this was all the motivation Syncopate needed to trot into his bathroom and freshen up, being a bit more meticulous than he would normally be. Once he felt that his mouth was fresh and smelled of cinnamon, and his mane was an organised chaos,(the best he could manage with it) he went to his small kitchen. sadly he still had around two hours to waste before going on his way, so he spent some time making a delicious breakfast. This morning, it consisted of sausage, eggs, and a special black tea he always enjoyed. Usually one would be hard pressed to find meat products so readily available in Equestria, however, there were a few griffon vendors in the market, that sold a small selection of meats for the adventurous pony. Finishing his rather enjoyable breakfast, Syncopate cleaned up and trotted into his room. He checked the clock and found that so far, he had manage to shave over half an hour on his meal. "Great, now i just have to keep myself occupied until then." Already he was moving to his large stereo and picking a song on his computer. Sighing, he picked the best song he could find, cranked the bass up to eleven, and blasted it. As the music picked up and got to full volume, Syncopate jumped into his bed, telekineticlly catching a few book that were falling out of his book case due to the dubstep pounding out from the speakers. He checked the covers on them, and put them back in the proper order on his shelf. What could he possibly busy himself with for the remaining hour he had left? He floated over his cheap laptop and smiled, when all else failed, there was always one thing that cheered up a young stallion such as himself... Syncopate burst out laughing, the cat on his screen had just fallen trying to jump to the other couch. checking the time, he let out a mental squee. He turned off and put away his laptop, carefully put on his bow-tie, and happily trotted out the door. Syncopate pulled his hoodie closer as he walked, God Celestia damned sun... Finally arriving at his destination, He pulled open the door to an ice cream parlor, and stepped inside. Snow Streak sat at a table, smiling. In front of him sat two un-eaten ice cream cones, the one next to him was chocolate chip mint, and the one on the other side of him, was peanut butter chocolate. Syncopate's favorite! (what? Vamponies could have regular flavors too!) Syncopate smiled sheepishly at Snow, "Aww, You didn't have to get me ice cream!" syncopate said, sitting down and sniffing his treat. Snow Streak took a large bite of his ice cream, causing Syncopate to flinch, it was unnatural how that didn't hurt the stallion's teeth. Snow Streak was a tall, slightly built Pegasus, with a light blue coat and a white mane with grey streaks in it. This gave him the appearance of a cold winters day, which suited his snowflake cutie mark, one that Syncopate glanced at when he thought Snow wasn't looking. Snow often boasted his tolerance to cold, staying outside during snowball fights and other winter sports much longer than what was necessary for any other sane pony. Syncopate started licking his ice cream, it tasted delicious. reaching a lump of semi-frozen peanut butter, he was forced to lick a bit harder, eventually he finished of the last of his ice ream, getting what was left out of the cone. He looked up just in time to see his friend staring at him, a look of, surprise on his face? Snow streak shook his head, and Syncopate thought he saw a blush disappear from the blue pony's cheeks. well that was a bit odd, mentally commented the vampony, then an embarrassing thought struck him. "had I maybe been enjoying my ice cream a bit, too much?" As they neared the ice rink Snow Streak became progressively more excited, often, anything of the cold variety, made the Pegasus happy, and he loved participating in these even more when he was with his friends. " So are you still up for teaching me how to skate?" questioned the vampony, who was admittedly still a bit flustered about his whole ice cream licking incident. "As long as you are willing to learn young padawan!" joyfully replied Snow, putting on a silly 'mentor' type accent, Syncopate couldn't help but lightly scoff at his friends silly behavior, but he enjoyed it nonetheless. Entering the building, the two stallions walked over to a bored looking mare behind a closed kiosk, Snow Streak asking for 2 pairs of ice skates. The mare simply grunted and tossed the skates on the counter, in exchange for a few bits. After walking a few meters away Snow leaned over and whispered in his friends ear, causing it to twitch, "Wonder whats with miss grumpy flank over there, huh?" letting out a small chuckle he glanced over at syncopate who had drifted a few paces behind him, only to find the vampony 'inconspicuously' glancing at his flank. "Hey, Syncopate ?" The pony in mention jumped, a furious blush spreading across his dark blue face, turning it something akin to purple. "Oh! there was an - ummm- bug?" syncopate hoped that his admittedly meager excuse would suffice, and to his relief, it did. "Ah, is it gone?" Snow asked, turning back to look at his own flank, scanning it up and down. "Uhh yeah, it must be..." Syncopate turned away his head, hoping to hide the blush, still spread across his face. Snow led Syncopate over to a bench, among the many others lining the stadium. Sitting down he first put up his own skates, then showed syncopate how to do it himself. finishing, the two stallions, one walking steadily on his skates whilst the other wobbled unsteadily, nearly falling over several times. reaching the ice, Snow smiled confidently at Syncopate, motioning him to position himself in front of the Pegasus, Syncopate complied. "Alright, first off, you need to space out your legs, and stand up a bit straighter." Started Snow, moving in to adjust His friends legs slightly, causing the poor vampony to flinch. His name may have been Snow but his hooves were very, very, warm. Syncopate prayed to Celestia that Snow would stop moving his legs, or the fact that they were splayed open would make for a very unfortunate embarrassment. Thankfully snow stopped unknowingly tormenting the small pony, and let him try pushing himself forward, only needing to correct him a little bit. Syncopate was starting to get the hang of skating, barely bumping into Snow , who was leading him by his side. The Pegasus, on the other hoof, kept darting off ahead, twirling, and doing other fancy tricks, easily out-preforming everypony else at the rink. returning back to his vampony friends side, he stopped, showering the floor in powdered ice from his skates. "Show off." Syncopate said, grinning. Eventually, Syncopate realized how late it had gotten, nearly everypony else had left. He skated over to Snow, "Hey Snow? I had a great time, but I think I outta get going." "Awww, sorry to hear that... well, no reason to stay anymore, I 'spose ill get going too." Snow said, skating back to the bench and sitting down. Syncopate followed behind and sat next to snow, undoing the straps of his skates, watching as his friend did so. Collecting both sets of skates with his magic, the vampony walked over to the check-out booth, still occupied by the overly bored looking mare. He didn't bother with formalities as he tossed the skates next to the mare's outstretched hoof, earning him an annoyed snort. He looked back, staring her down with his crimson eye's, he wasn't too bothered that she was unpleasant in the first place, but if she expected respect in return she was sorely mistaken. After a few seconds she looked down, a silent apology on her face, Syncopate turned around to see snow looking back at him with something, was it admiration? "Damn sync," he whispered, walking to the door, "I didn't know you could stare a pony into submission that easily." He said, reaching the door, "I try not to do it often, you know I don't do well with other ponies..." Syncopate replied, blushing. Snow laughed almost not seeing the torrential downpour outside before waling out. "What?! I though the Pegasi were saving the rain for tomorrow!" exclaimed Snow, letting out a frustrated stomp, Syncopate couldn't hold back a small giggle, stopping at a sudden realization. "Atleast you live a few blocks away... Ive got several miles!" he gave an annoyed sigh, "better than a bright and sunny day I suppose." he sarcastically commented. "Well. Unless you want to... come to my place? "it's quite a bit closer, But you'll have to excuse the mess." Snow grimaced slightly, he sounded as if he was revealing a dirty secret talking about his house. Syncopate had never gone there, they almost always met up at the ice cream parlor, or Syncopates house. "Are you sure? i wouldn't want you to feel as if i was intrudi-" Snow the vampony off mid-sentence, smiling, "If I felt as if you would be intruding, I wouldn't have invited you over in the first place." snow continued, silencing the vampony with his admittedly good logic. That shut up the small stallion, and with that, they walked out of the door, and into the rain... WetOh damn.... Thought the small vampony, walking silently next to his slightly taller friend. this friend has just invited Syncopate to his house, and now Syncopate was worried he was sure to make a fool of himself somehow. Even so, he was actually quite happy that snow had gone through the obvious trouble of inviting him over just to keep him out of the rain, a thought that made him slightly giddy. The two had only been walking for a couple blocks, completely drenched by the rain as they were. Snow slowed to a stop, followed by Syncopate. "H-Here's home..." Said Snow, turning a sad pair of eyes at his friend. He had an apologetic smile on his face, as if his house wouldn't meet the vampony's expectations. turning a head, mane matted down by the rain, Syncopate saw the reason for Snow's apparent discomfort. The house was, in search of a better word, decrepit. as if a landlord had never even bothered taking time to make it livable. Syncopate turned to his friend, a smile on his face. "Like I care where you live... It's definitely better than the rain at any rate." He turned towards his friend, an expectant look on his face. Snow took the hint, sighing and walking to the front door, his soaked friend in tow. He turned a key, unlocking the door, and letting the both of them into his living room, a kitchen could be seen from the left side. Everything seemed... clean, as though Snow spent every free minute making sure everything was in it's proper place, not a speck of dust could be seen. "yes. the cleanliness of my apartment is compensating for something." Syncopate looked over, about to comfort his friend, only to see he was already smiling. He continued walking, disappearing into what Syncopate assumed was the bathroom. From there, he walked back, carrying two freshly washed towels, that smelled a lot like... Snow. Syncopate gave an involuntary shiver, Busying himself with his magic, he started to dry himself, starting with his mane, making it stand up, frizzy. He moved on to his back, scrubbing out the rain. Soon his blue fur was mostly dry, and his hair was finally mostly out of his eyes. He looked over, noticing Snow was having trouble getting his back dry without the ease of magic that Syncopate had. "D'you want some help with that?" He asked shyly. "What? Oh yeah! That'd be great..." he promptly turned around, stretching out his wings. Syncopate bit his lip, surprised at the sudden, unobstructed view. Not that he minded of course, Snow's flanks were tense, probably from his pose. Syncopate shook his head, floating over snow's towel, not wanting the Pegasus to get to suspicious. He set to work, rubbing the fur against the grain, so to say, to get out the water, and then smoothing it back down. he couldn't help but massage a little, knowing that it might have been a tad bit risky. He started at the shoulders, moving slowly downward to his back, and flight muscles. He bit his lip as he saw Snow start to tense up, but he soon relaxed again, his wings still up in the air. Syncopate wasn't thinking, he floated the towel up one of his friends wings, slowly drying the feathers. He was confused when he felt how tense the wing was, almost as if it was locked into position, like what would happen to a Pegasus if they had a... wing-boner. He could hear Snow gasp slightly, sitting down almost too quickly, this caused the Vampony to stop, soon starting up again as he seemed to relax. He couldn't believe what he was doing, throwing caution to the wind even as he realized the pony beneath him had a wing-boner, that he had given him. Still, he went on, massaging Snow's tense shoulders, smiling as he saw them relax, snow sighing quietly. He got a bit more courageous, moving onto the flanks he loved to look at, snow didn't even tense, instead laying down so that syncopate could dry them more thoroughly. He was sad when all the dampness was gone, dried to nonexistence by his adamant toweling. Syncopate was sitting on the floor of the living room, two towels by his side. Snow was still laying, his wings eventually folding back into their resting position. He sat up, slowly and unsteadily, the massage had unwound muscles he didn't even know he had. As snow turned around, Syncopate saw that the faded remains of pink stood on those usually white cheeks, giving the Pegasus a flushed appearance. "That was a, rather pleasant massage..." Snow said, smiling at the vampony, "Any reason in particular you were so thorough around my flanks?" "Oh... Umm, sorry..." Syncopate was blushing, stuttering as he spoke to the stallion, he was rather flustered, and didn't realize that snow was smirking. He also didn't realize that snow was walking towards him, the smirk replaced with a hungry sort of look. "Don't be..." Author's Note This one is a bit shorter, I toyed with the idea of adding it to another chapter, but it worked better like this. Sleep over...Syncopate was breathing heavily, Snow streak stalking over to him, a deep smirk on his face. He looked at Syncopate as if he was a tasty morel, that Snow Streak couldn't wait to get a taste of. The dark blue of his face turned purple, a blush spreading from the thought, "Get a taste of." He fell to his rump, Snow streak's face inches from his own, Snow took an extra step further, raising his mouth to the unicorn's twitching ear, hot breath falling moist onto it. "I've known for a while how you feel about me," His voice was low and husky, how it might sound if a stallion was talking to a mare in heat, knowing just how easy it would be to get between her legs... Syncopate whispered, a nervous stutter in his voice. "W-what did you say?" He felt a stir in his nethers at Snow's reply. A slow laugh, filled with lust. "I noticed it a few months ago. You seemed to get shyer around me, yet wanted to hang out even more. Not to mention, all the flank watching you seemed to be doing when you thought i wasn't watching." Snow started circling the now shivering vampony, the one who held his fore-hooves very close to his body, very close... in fact, he didn't even try to deny his attractions, it was obvious that Snow Streak wasn't bothered by them. He still circled the blue pony, stopping to the side, behind him. Syncopate was still breathing heavily, not able to properly form a sentence at all, He sat, eyes closed, feeling the heat radiate off of the body behind him. Being behind him. Snow couldn't help taking a revenge look at the flanks, pressed into the floor as they were, he couldn't not notice the well toned muscles, lithe and small, but strong. his tail, as unorganized as his mane, was quivering, not able to move, but not able to stay still either, as if confused, and aroused... He walked up to Syncopate's left side, putting a hot mouth to his ear, causing it to flick wildly. "hey sync? How does a sleepover sound.." He didn't wait for an answer, instead Giving a long, slow lick up the length of his ear. Syncopate let out a high, mare-ish moan, Melting under snow, his fore legs gave away, and he slowly sank to the floor, his now fully erect stallion-hood pressing uncomfortably against both him, and the short carpet. Snow didn't mind this change of position, he lowered himself, pressing into the Vampony's side. He wasted no time, engulfing the top half of his friends ear, coating it in saliva, hot, even against the heat rising to them. Syncopate couldn't hold back another moan, "S-snow..." He started, about to say something, but was almost abruptly cut off by the Pegasus. who bit down on his ear, softly, but firm enough to make the vampony gasp out of pleasure. "Unless you want me to stop." Snow started, licking up the stallion's ear again. "Just let me take care of you... I know how much you've wanted this." This got another moan out out of Syncopate, who didn't say another word. Snow however, had one more thing to say, and he said it quietly, and right next to the ear of his shivering friend. "After all, i can't deny, I've always found you to be pretty sexy... And that moaning. Ooh, I never knew an ear could be quiet so sensitive!" syncopate moaned, accepting the praise, he had never really thought of himself as sexy, but he wouldn't argue, not the way this night seemed to be going. Y-yeah, i-its Really sensitive." Syncopate of course, had known this for a fair many years, and often utilized it during his "Fantasies". But having an actual stallion, the crush of his dreams, as well. He realized how those fantasies came no where close to portraying the real thing. No matter how hard he tried, he would never be able to mentally recreate the feeling of Snow's soft lips, his hot, moist tongue... Syncopate was brought back to reality, rather forcefully, as Snow bit his ear again. Syncopate cried out again, his rock hard member thrashing painfully against his legs. "As much as I'm enjoying myself here, I think i'm done with just the appetizer." Snow started, facing the vampony directly in the face, his hooves reaching behind, one grasping onto his flanks, the other traveling up his back. He leaned in closer, eyes staring into the crimson depths that Syncopate was able to call his own. "Are we having fun yet?" Syncopates eyes furrowed, and he was about to open his mouth in question. Snow smiled as he did so, shoving his lips into Syncopate's own, and moaning deeply. Taken by surprise the smaller pony's eyes shot open, but soon closed in pleasure, feeling Snow's tongue rub along his own, a warm muscle that grappled with his. Syncopate didn't resist much, letting Snow do as he pleased. He couldn't help but let out a moan of his own, vibrating the pair of intertwined lips, as the hoof on his flank gave a squeeze, the muscled underneath tensing almost instantly. He felt the lips pull away, making him lean forward to try and keep the contact, he opened his eyes, seeing those of his surprise lover looking at him, he had a smirk on his face, he seemed as though something was humoring him very much. "Wha- what's so funny?" queried the unicorn, gulping a little through the nervousness that lingered on his mind. the white Pegasus looked at him still, his smile changing into a grin. "I was just thinking, You seem more than okay with what i'm doing, and it got me wondering... I bet you've thought about "Us" a lot, haven't you? Then that brings me to yet another question." Snow looked at him, those lust filled eyes scanning every inch of syncopates face. Syncopate looked back, a lock of his black and blue hair covering an eye, he was blushing, and his face burned, but he didn't care. The pony who he had felt so many feelings for, was now making him feel those feelings, and he loved it. "Oh." The vampony was taken off guard by Snow's question. "A-and what is that question?" he asked, almost dreading at what Snow might be getting at. "What do we do together in your mind? I bet it's pretty fun! " he chuckles a little, a thought striking him, something that entertained him to no end. "But first i should probably ask, even though it seems very obvious to me right now... Who's on top?" Syncopate was squirming again, the Pegasus' questions causing many reactions in his body, mainly his stallion-hood, which was too painful to contain with his legs any more, he spread them out, almost leaning forward slightly. Snow couldn't hold back knowing look, glancing downwards to the legs, right next to his own. He looked back at syncopate pressing his lips to the others again. Syncopate moaned again, a hoof moving one of his legs out of the way, it gave way with little resistance, a small rush of cold air meeting his length. Snow looked down, catching a peek of his prize, the vampony wasn't abnormally big by any means, a bit smaller that snow's own in fact, but the blue length was by no means unsatisfactory. It looked smooth, almost like velvet, and the end faded to a darker, almost black, blue. Snow caught his breath, the smell hitting, it was just a small whiff, the tip was coated in white, smeared a little do to its earlier containment. "You seem a bit excited there. Want me to help you out with that?" Snow didn't wait for an answer, pressing against Syncopate, pushing backwards at the same time. Syncopate was confused, not yet understanding what his friend was hoping to accomplish. It all became clear as he flailed backwards, his tail getting swept under his back. He panicked, his member flopped out into full view, when he tried to cover it with his hind-legs, he gasped, feeling hooves firmly grasping the inside of his thighs. "S-Snow Streak!" He gasped out, taken by surprise at the sudden intimate contact, he could feel his member twitching about, and a small drip of pre-cum fell onto his belly fur. "Syncopate, you never did answer my question. What do we do in your fantasies?" Syncopate stayed silent, Snow was leaning over him, chest rubbing against his cock, the friction causing even more pre-cum to leak out. "L-lots o-of things..." syncopate gasped as Snow shifted, moving further up until he was right over the unicorn, his wings were spread out, blocking out most of the dim lights glow, casting Syncopate in the shadow. looking up the blue face gulped, the pony above him was looking down, making syncopate feeling more submissive than he had ever felt before, he couldn't help but t think about how the stallion pinning him down could do anything he wanted to the smaller pony. The thought thrilled him to no end, and he let out an internal giggle, Not that he would stop the stallion from doing anything he wanted! Syncopate's nervousness was still there, but slowly being out shadowed by the possibility of what seemed to be imminent. Another gasp escaped his lips as he felt snow's member press against his own, a hot mass rubbing against the slippery tip of his own cock, getting covered in the liquid that the Vampony's stallion-hood was producing overtime. Snow leaned in to the stallion under him, feeling the excitement of them both. He put his head lower, muzzle to muzzle, not kissing him this time, but instead speaking. "you cant wait can you?" He let out a slow thrust, grinding against Syncopate, enjoying the moan that he was rewarded with. "I bet you want me to bend you over and rut that tight little hole of yours don't you?" Syncopate's face filled with red, the bluntness of the words words flustering him. "I'm not going to give you what you so desperately want. Not yet, I want you to beg for it, beg for me little vampony..." Snow's voice had changed from being slow and sultry to rough and commanding, dominant and sexy. Syncopate moaned, feeling a particularly rough grind against his, now fully lubed member. "Please... Please rut me. Make me your stallion..." Syncopate stammered out, his cock aching for release, something that Snow would have done anyways. As it happened he was in a very similar boat, and the sexy stallion begging for him was only making him as horny as a unicorn. Or, even the unicorn under him, who was now grinding along with Snow. Snow got off of him, smiling. Syncopate stammered out in confusion, causing snow to laugh. "I don't know about you, but i would much prefer my bed to the hard ground." Syncopate couldn't hold back a whine, his cock uncovered to the open the air once again. Snow had started walking across the living room, and Syncopate couldn't help but notice the impressive sight bobbing under the stallion, and he bit his lips, thinking about how soon it would be that the sight before him, would soon be inside him. Sow looked back, spotting the Vampony still laying on his back, staring at snow. "You better get over here, before i just rut you on the floor." He said, a playful glint in his eyes. Syncopate scurried to attention, getting up and shyly following the Pegasus to his bed, large considering that only one pony generally used it at a time. Snow waited until syncopate passed him, giving a small nip at his treble-clef covered flanks. Syncopate yelped, leaping forward through the doorway to the main bedroom. Syncopate sat on the bed, snow was with him, they looked at each-other for a moment, before snow talked. "Get on all fours, and suck my cock." Syncopate blanched, the bluntness of which Snow spoke with was unexpected, but syncopate relaxed when he saw that Snow was smiling. "I want you to lube me up real good, so that i can rut you just like you want me too." Syncopate gulped as he slowly stood on all fours, watching as snow stood up on the bed, pressing his muzzle to Syncopate's before getting up on his hind legs, his cock brushing against Syncopate's nose, flooding it with the musky scent, almost like vanilla, but with tones of, well, stallion. Syncopate was nervous, his breathing had grown rapid again. He tried to calm his breath, staring down the shaft of his new toy. It was white, with spots of mottled blue, and it looked big. Almost too big for him, he thought, but he took one last breath, and opened his mouth, taking the head of the member in front of him. It didn't really have a predominant taste, but the liquid that stated seeping out of the end sure did. It was mostly salty, and didn't really leave behind any kind of aftertaste. Syncopate suckled on the end, tasting more of it seep out. Above him, Snow gasped, and moaned at the stallion below him, letting him know that he was doing good. Feeling a bit more confident, the vampony took a bit more of it, making sure to keep his jaw wide open, so that his fangs didn't interfere with the oral that he was providing. He felt the cock twitch, more pre spurting onto his tongue, he disconnected his mouth, wetting his mouth a little more, so that he could attend to his prize with more enthusiasm. taking another breath he moved himself forward, letting the slippery cock enter his mouth again, the length of it causing him to take more than he expected to get past the head. He couldn't help but enjoy it, the realization hitting him like a meteor, he opened his eyes, seeing how much there still was to get inside of him. He had to breath through his nose, the stallions strong smell seeping into his nostrils, the scent acting as an aphrodisiac to his mind. But still, he refused to give up, letting it go as far as snow pushed it, He almost gagged, relaxing just in time, as the member prodded the back of his throat,he opened it as wide as he could, used to manipulating those muscles, a thing every wind instrumentalist needed to know. "Damn Sync, you're good at this... Sure you haven't, ah~. Done this before?" Snow streak managed to pant out, unable to contain his sighs, and grunts of pleasure, feeling the wet mouth around his cock,relax, causing him to let out an exclamation of surprise, feeling almost his whole entirety slip down the tight entrance, his member twitching. Syncopate couldn't talk, only able to bask in the glory of pleasing the stallion, a moan escaping, low and loud as he felt himself let go, the whole cock pushing down his throat. Unfortunately, he could feel his body rejecting it, tears forming in his eyes as a sort of muscle spasm caused him to immediately remove the fallace from where it wanted to be. As the ember finally fell out, he coughed and spluttered, trying to hide it, but unable to. "shit! Sync are you alright?" Snow mentally berated himself, having overestimated his friends abilities, forgetting to take into account that this was probably his first time doing anything overly sexual. Much less with a stallion of his size... evens so, he couldn't believe how good it had felt, even if he wasn't as skilled as some of Snow's past lovers, it had seemed more, genuine. As if Syncopate wanted to do his best, and not just get it over with. Snow, took his hooves off of sync's back, moving one of them to his neck, rubbing gently. "Hey, you okay man?" Syncopate looked up, sadness lingering in his watery eyes. "Y-yeah. I'm sorry, i thought i c-could do it..." Syncopate whimpered, still coughing every so often. He looked slightly frustrated, sad that he had let Snow down, and almost caused something that would have been disastrous for his first time, had he not been so adamant about pulling out if he needed too. Another tear fell from his face, this one for a different reason than chocking on a cock. "Hey, whats wrong?" Snow asked, loving tenderness apparent in the way he lifted a hoof, letting it rest against Syncopate chin, raising it to his eye level. He could see those watery crimson eyes looking back at him, a look of apology, as if asking for forgiveness. He couldn't help but let out a small coo, finding the sight softening a part of him previously filled with lust, wanting only fuck the unicorn into submission, smirking with confidence, letting the pony in front of him be as submissive as he wished. Now however, he could see something else amidst the way syncopate acted at the moment. He was disappointed, he had been doing this for the Pegasus, wanting to show him more than how he had lusted after him for so long. Syncopate had feelings for the Pegasus, And Snow realized that now. "sync, it doesn't matter buddy, hey, look at me. Its okay," Syncopate looked at him, his eyes clearing up a little, and he smiled, "T-thanks Snow..." The Vampony took a deep breath, finally able to let a smile show on his face, accompanied with a blush as he realized, that he could still see snows member bobbing under him. Slick with glistening saliva. "I-I think i have s-some unfinished business?" He said, hesitantly lowering himself under Snow. Snow backed up, smiling warmly. "No. You did something for me, now its my turn!" he said, running a hoof across Syncopates mane, nuzzling up against him. Syncopate blushed, feeling a tongue snake out and start flicking against one off his ears. A moan escaped him, turning into a yelp, as he felt a bite accompany the tongue, a slight feeling of pain mingling into many other sensations, one of which being pleasure as he saw Snow moving a hoof down his stomach, tracing over his belly fur, and down even further, ever so slightly resting against his member. "S-Snow!" Was all Syncopate managed to get out, wanting snow to continue, before the Pegasus in question moved behind him, leaning to his ear. "Mmm... Have you done this before, with yourself?" The Pegasus started to rub his back, a hoof trailing down to his flanks, giving a soft tug on his tail. "Ah! Y-Yes... i can, t-take it..." Replied the shivering vampony, as stuttery as he was, almost scared really. He couldn't deny that his body wanted this more than anything, and he wasn't lying to Snow. He had used a few toys before, well, maybe more than a little bit... Snow traveled the hoof back up Syncopate back, letting it rest on his back, he hugged the pony. Syncopate was taken by surprise, expecting Snow to just dive in now that the both of them were more than prepped for a session of stallion on stallion bucking. But still, feeling the warmth that pressed into his side, it almost felt different than before, softer. He looked up at snow, repeatedly glancing at his eyes, no longer with that crazed hunter expression. Instead it had been replaced with, softness, a look that told Syncopate that he was going to take care of him sure, but he was doing it for more than release... He eased up behind vampony. Leaning lightly on his back, even though he was larger than Syncopate, his Pegasus structure was a lot lighter than a unicorns, and especially an earth pony's. He let his hind legs stand straight, his forelegs, resting on syncopates back, caressing a spot on his neck, relaxing him with the soft swirls into his fur. "P-please rut me snow, i- i need it!" The vampony blurted out, now able to feel snow's warm, lubed cock poke at his entrance. Snow smiled, feeling a bit of precum jettison itself from his member, All the more lube! He thought to himself, beginning to press forward a little bit, the pressure applied to Syncopates tail-hole causing him to bite his lip, feeling the tiniest bit of him go inside, agonizingly slow... Syncopate gasped silently, his muzzle lowering to the bed, gripping the end of a pillow and bringing it under him, feeling the member behind him start its slow movement inside. "Y-You can go a little faster s-snow.." He said, groaning as he felt the tiniest bit more move into him, hardly a fraction of the head entering his rear. "Yeah, i could. But maybe i just love watching you squirm like that~" Was all the answer syncopate got, and he could detect no addition to Snow's pace. He figured he'd just have to deal with it, feeling his fangs puncture into the pillow from clenching his teeth so much, it was the only thing that kept his anus from doing the same, which would feel fairly uncomfortable, even for the small vampony-unicorn. Instead he moaned again, beginning to edge back a little, wanting to get the cock inside of him, where he'd be able to relax a little. "Ooh, a little eager, aren't we syncy? Well, i guess i can give you what you want!" The pegasus gave a fast thrust forward, feeling Syncopate walls try and clench up on the intruding organ. "F-Fuck Snow, Yes!" The vampony called out, loudly, with a high pitched voice, alerting Snow that Syncopate hadn't been uncomfortable, or hurt, during the process. This made him grin widely, knowing that he could be a little rough on the "technically-a-Virgin". He sped up his hips, pulling in and out faster, the smaller stallion letting out loud moans, sounds of pure bliss filling the air as snow let a few grunts escape him. "F-Fuck yes, this is really happening isn't this!?" Syncopate thought, unable to complete more complex brain functions, due to the feeling in his backside. He had used bigger toys, sure, but those didn't compare in the slightest to snow, as big as he was, was being bottomed by the Vampony, with something that could almost be described as ease, his walls able to relax now that he was being rutted like a horny mare. Squelching soon filled the air, accompanied by a quieter slapping sound, Syncopate letting out a few more moans as he felt a rather heavy sack colliding with his own. He felt Snow's hooves slide down his body, one resting at his hip, giving snow a bit more leverage in his thrusts, finding a way to get even deeper into the moaning pony under him. The other hoof reached to his Slightly smaller member, stroking it firmly along the rhythm of his trusts, alternating them to get the most motion. Syncopate couldn't believe how good it felt, the hoof on his cock urging him closer to a climax that the cock in his ass had already drawn close. Snow sped up a little, pistoning in and out of Syncopate, thrusts that grinded against his prostate every time, his large member not giving too much give for the Unicorn. "I-I cant h-hold out much more!" the vampony called out, trying to edge away from the hoof on his lower portion. Snow just panted, biting down on his ear as he thrusted in again, knowing that syncopate would still probably last longer than him. He bit down on the ear a little harder, loving the squeal that Syncopate awarded him with, causing him to moan, feeling his member twitch in anticipation of filling the pony. The smaller stallion gave up any amount of composure he had, feeling how close he was, the cock inside him getting to parts of him that no toy could ever reach. "S-Syncopate. I hope your ready!" Snow whispered into his ear, not waiting for the pony to say anything as he started thrusting harder, letting himself bottom out, he stopped. He couldn't believe the orgasm that hit him, his eyes clenching shut, removing the ear from his mouth as he called out in primal pleasure, feeling his cock twitch within the vampony, cum splattering his insides, he kept himself lodged deep, forcing Syncopate to hold his cum, the warm feeling filling him. Syncopate gave several long unsteady yells, the pressure of the come stretching hm even more than Snow's member. He could feel the tiniest amount leak out through his clenched walls, dripping onto his sack, tickling slightly. The cum inside of him was too much, and he clenched even tighter, the hoof on his member receiving a large does of white, and he trust forward slightly into it, relishing in the furry friction he got. During ther throes of his own orgasm he fell forward, feeling his cock twitch spastically into the sheets under him. his gaping anus letting snows load gush forth from it. "H-Holy shit Snow... T-That was s-so good." Was all he managed, turning around, his body curling up under the Pegasus, inviting him into the fluffy fur. Snow smiled, a hint of tiredness tinged his eyes, sex that intense never before had, by either of them. "Good to hear buddy, i think we could use some sleep." He said, leaning down and kissing the vamponys lips softly, his now limp member brushing against Syncopate furry flanks, coming away with a strand of leftover cum. "Yeah, please cuddle me?" "Of course Syncy..." Snow said, wrapping around the small stallion, petting his mane softly, as Syncopate pressed his muzzle into Snows neck, quickly succumbing to the sleep that threatened to take Snow. He stayed up just a bit longer, surveying the damage they had done to his sheets, he chuckled, looking back down at Sync. He felt no more brain numbing lust, an activity like that blowing away all the pent up sexual frustration he had. He simply saw the little unicorn, and smiled, giving him a light kiss on the ear. "Good night, you cute little night creature..." The morning afterSyncopates eyes shot open, confusion mixing with a slight fear as he looked around him. He felt rather warm, yet, cold wet spots pressed into his fur, making him frown slightly. The room was dark, even against the bright sun that lingered outside, pressing against the blinds, allowing the finest slivers of brightness to illuminate the room. He plopped his head back to the pillow, groaning lightly he must have been dreaming, a rather, wet dream... He reflected back on it, it was, a good dream to say the least. He must have dozed off, welcoming the first day of the weekend with a long sleep, his usual ritual. His thoughts dropped away as a small realization hit his head, well, nose really. He could smell something, his nose twitched, suddenly flooded with the scent of meat. He looked up in surprise as the door to what he had thought was his own room opened, to reveal the pony he finally remembered not dreaming about. "S-Snow streak!" he stammered out, hooves instinctually going to his groin area, covering what couldn't be seen from under the sheets. The Pegasus looked at him, amusement flashing across his irises. his wings were unfurled, curled around in front of him in a rather odd position, Syncopate was about to question this oddity hen Snow walked forward right to the edge of the bed, his wings setting a small tray to the side of syncopates lithe form. "Wha-? I-is this breakfast, in bed?" The vampony asked, hooves moving back up to his chest, awkwardly shuffling the blanket downwards, allowing him to scoot into a sitting position, giving him a view of a plate filled with sausage, jam toast, and even apple slices, complete with peanut-butter for dipping. The white pony grinned and nodded fervently, pulling his body up onto the bed, and moved the tray to his other side, sitting between the unicorn and his food. He leaned over and nestled syncopates head against his neck, purring at the warmth. The vampony blushed, trying to glance up past the white field of fur that covered his vision. He was still slightly in shock, the overwhelming fact that last night did indeed happen pushing its way into his mind, and flooding it with more emotions than he thought he could deal with. The larger stallion seemed to notice this, pulling away and bringing a foreleg to the unicorns shoulder, turning him to face the Pegasus. "Hey sync, you all right? Am I, uh... being a bit too overbearing? Did you just want a one night stand type of deal...?” Syncopates face grew steadily more worried, his head swinging side to side to cut off the stupid stallion. "Buck No!" he said, rather loudly, causing him to look away, smiling and blushing. "If I wanted a one night stand I, I would have said it. Not to mention, I probably would have been drunk, and, not thinking straight. Not that I do much of that anyways." He finished, sinking a little lower into his spot, cautiously leaning back against the Pegasus. "Whew! What a relief, I’ve, never actually been with another stallion, I mean, I pick up the mare like nothing, but guys? Well, let’s just say I’m not experienced, but, you certainly didn't seem to mind!" "W-well no, b-but still, it’s hard to concentrate with you d-dominating me! You even seemed to know where all of my really, s-sensitive spots were." The vampony replied, squirming as the white stallion wrapped him with his hooves, huggling him tight against his chest. Syncopate tried voicing displeasure at the forced contact, but silenced himself as his face filled with the sight of a delicious looking plate of food. Snow set it softly into his lap, the warmth of freshly cooked meat warming against his thighs. "I don't what you like to eat but hey, vampony? Meat can’t be too unwanted, heh." Snow repositioned, leaning back against the beds backboards, hooves around the vampony who sat in front of him, leaning back into his chest, warming the both of them. He nuzzled the back of syncopate ear, his lips kissing the base of it softly. Syncopate sighed, licking the last of the peanut butter off of his face, the only food left on his place the slices of apple, the fruits and vegetables that frequented pony culture often losing their appeal to him. He rested back, floating the plate back onto the end-table that sat next to snow streaks bed. "Mm, enjoy that syncy? Hope you did, don't cook all that much, tend to just nuke a few cups of noodles, if I’m lucky I might even make myself an omelet or something!" Snow laughed, getting up, leaving syncopate to lean all the way back again, only just catching himself. 'Y-Yeah, it was really good t-thank you snow!" The vampony stuttered out, legs crossing as he was forced to lay on his back, he quickly turned to the side, the lower half of his body covered once more with a blanket. He smiled weakly at snow, feeling the remains of last night’s excitement seeped into his hind fur. "Umm, d-do you have a shower I could use? I, uh...” Syncopate faded off, his mouth flapping aimlessly as he looked down at his cloth covered rump, he blushed, his mouth falling still. “Ooh, feeling a bit dirty are we? Perhaps we should wait until after I at least buy you a drink?” Snow winked, watching the unicorn grow angry, easily dismissible as the same pony exhaled loudly, scrunching up into the blankets, desperately trying to hide his burning face from the pony next to him, who had risen from the bed, and taken the tray out of the room, presumably back to the kitchenette that his tiny house was graced with. Syncopate got to his hooves, snow still having not returned after about five minutes. “Snow!?” He called out, propping open the bedroom door and peeking out. Faintly he could hear a small sound, almost like… running water! That must be the bathroom, he thought, walking out of the room slowly, feeling his legs crack a little. His morning grogginess still held a faint grasp on him, but had been eased by his rather welcome breakfast. Not to mention, the companion he was able to cuddle with after waking up. He shook his head, knocking on the door he heard the faucet coming through, “Come on in sync!” Snow called through the door, The vampony complied, rather quickly, his jaw dropping as he looked in, seeing a shower, holding the now soaked Pegasus, water dripping off of his fur, and his feathered flappers slightly lifted from his body, allowing the spray to cleanse Snow's underside. Syncopate gulped, walking forward slowly, and stepping into the shower. Wet, once again, with the pony of his dreams.
Day 1Author's Note Alright, Day 1, Story 1. Dont worry, i know i suck at this, my pre-reader has been AWOL and i'm absolutely atrocious at this . However! This story is the first chapter of a hopefully very long romance between two OC characters. Hopefully its relatively enjoyable. Day 1 "Ugghh" he groaned, rising from his warm spot on the bed, "is it really that late?" He groaned again, the clock on his bedside read 11:22 am. "Oh fuck!" He yelled, "I'm going to be late"! He jumped out of bed, landing a bit heavily on his hooves. Throwing on his bow-tie he trotted into the attached bathroom, combing his mane with a blur of crimson magic, he looked into the mirror. He wasn't a bad looking stallion, he had a soft darkish blue coat, with a cerulean and black striped mane. He usually liked to have his mane spiked a little, but it often just fell to the side, covering his right eye. His horn was a long slender object, striped just like his mane. Having given up on preventing his mane from falling over his eye, he picked up a tooth brush, spurted on some cinnamon toothpaste, and went to work on his teeth, paying special attention the the fangs that glinted beneath his top lip. He was a vampony after all. Maybe not as intimidating as many of the others, as he tended to be pretty shy, even feminine at times. But hey, he had a couple friends, and that's all he really needed. He jumped out of his room, quickly trotting into the small kitchen just outside, he lived in a very small house, in a modest neighborhood by the river, in Canterlot. Walking in from the front door, one would see the living room, with its TV, and rather large sound system. To the left of that, they would see a kitchen, with all the essentials, including a dishwasher, and enough counter space to cook an average meal with ease. Across the living room, if the pony had taken a right instead, they would be led down a short hallway, beyond an office space, and to a medium sized room. In the room was the stand for a cello, a soft comfy looking bed, and another sound system, this time, hooked up to a rather modern computer. He didn't have time to appreciate much of this as he quickly gulped down some caffeinated tea and hopped out the door, throwing on his saddlebags, and red aviators as he did so. Being a vampony, he usually wore a black hoodie, with his other accessories, but it was a hot day, and being outside for a little bit didn't bring the risk of being burned alive that longer periods risked. Walking for a few blocks, he eventually had the chance to duck into a concert hall, bring a slight relief to his hot flesh, fur only did so well at blocking the sun. Near the entrance to the hall, was a small line of higher class ponies, most adorned with fine jewelry and other marks of the Canterlot elite. He admittedly felt a bit naked, wearing nothing more than his blue bow-tie, and black collar, it wasn't as if ponies usually wore clothes, but he swore he could feel the snooty elite's disdainful glares rake across his bare body. He wasn't an antisocial wreck as some ponies, but he preferred to stay out of the spotlight when possible. Finally approaching the ticket checker, he floated out a ticket for the stallion to look over. "One seat, A-12, for a mister Syncopate Symphony" The stallion announced, "That would be me!" Smiled Syncopate. "Indeed" commented the stallion, giving the vampony a quick look over. The smaller pony squirmed a little as the ticket checker's gaze passed over his cutie mark, it showed the image of a black treble clef, with a sound wave superimposed over it. Most likely awarding syncopate with his job of making music, he made both classical and dub step, even mixing the two sounds together if it worked. The ticket checker eventually passed him through, letting him enter a massive concert hall, over a thousand seats angling down towards a single wooden stage. The sight took syncopates breath away, he took in the sight, enjoying the soft amber lighting filling the cavernous room, the smell of meticulously cleaned wood, even smelling the antique instruments on stage, just aching to produce their beloved sound. Syncopate eventually reached his seat in the front row, twelfth seat from the right, he always got his tickets as soon as he could, allowing him a good seat. As he reached his seat he looked over and smiled at the mare occupying it, she had been expecting him, and was a little worried when he didn't show as early as usual. Her name was midnight rose,She was a generally outspoken mare, even a bit rowdy when not kept in check, but he like her nonetheless, well, only as a friend anyways. She had a black coat turning a bit lighter near her hooves, her mane was black with artificial white streaks in it, she was an earth pony, so obviously she didn't have any extra appendages. "Too bad Snow Streak couldn't make it ." She commented. "Yeah, he's just got too much going on at work I guess," he replied, Syncopate would never admit it to his friend, but snow streaks name always sent a flutter through his chest. Snow streak had always been a good friend and Syncopate adored that about him, and to be honest, Syncopate never really went after the mares. Neither of his friends knew this, and he'd been just fine that they never asked. "Ooh, yay, i think they're starting!" Joyfully whispered midnight. Syncopate snapped out of his thoughts, turning to the stage. Several ponies were walking to the seats that had been put in the middle of the stage. The assorted ponies positioned themselves and their instruments, with wings, hooves or even magic. Soon the grand concert hall was in a deep silence, each ponies breath held in anticipation for the music. The lead pony, skillfully wielding a cello, starts off with a deep note, sliding the bow across the strings with practised ease. Several of the violinists follow suite, bringing a light accompaniment to the slow strokes of the larger instrument. Listening to the beautiful stringed instruments, syncopates mind wanders off. He tended to think about snow a lot when he listened to music, whether it be a conglomeration of strings, or the thumping base of good dubstep. Snow, he had a white mane, striped with soft gray, like a winter's sky. His fur was the lightest blue, almost white. Syncopate loved the pegasus's eyes, the way they reflected like blue sapphire. On one occasion they had been talking, and syncopate had just stood there, and looked into snow's eyes, thankfully snow hadn't been paying close attention to syncopate, that would have been rather embarrassing. Syncopate came back to reality as the symphony stopped playing. Looking around he noticed everypony applauding, even midnight, who still sat next to him. As much as he had enjoyed the concert, syncopate only clapped halfheartedly, his mind on things other than music. Midnight sat up after syncopate, and they looked at eachother. "Quite the performance don'tcha think?" She asked him. "Yeah, they did a good job, especially with the bass accompaniment. Umm, look, i would love to stay and chat, but ive got to go back home and do some, stuff..." Midnight gave him a questioning look for moment, but agreed with him. Hugging him real quick, she walked out of the large hall, and was swallowed up by the bustling crowd leaving the building. Syncopate followed suite, heading home. He took only a few minutes to reach his house. Looking around he made sure all the window curtains were drawn, preventing any possible sunlight from disturbing him. It was early, but he wanted to lie down, he was feeling a bit... frisky. It was probably from thinking about snow, it happened a bit more than he would like to admit. Walking into his room, he dimmed the light, making the room dark. He slid into his bed, groaning a little as he stretched, cracking his back slightly, he even stretched his legs and forelegs. He was already making a scenario, one that shared many similarities with the others he liked to imagine. Syncopate and snow laid in a bed, spooning, syncopate often pictured him as the little spoon, he could feel snows hardness poking his cheeks as they cuddled. Syncopate would lay there as snows hooves, wich started at his slender chest, slowly drifted down to his lower areas. Syncopate had a full on erection now, he loved fantasizing about snow, it always got him off. He put one of his hooves to his member, and started stroking it, loving the sensation. In his mind, snow would start rubbing his long phallus on syncopates rear, grinding slowly. syncopate let out a low moan as a spot of precum flowed out onto his member, slicking his hoof, and adding even more pleasure to his masturbation. Letting out a low moan, syncopate sped up his hoof. In his fantasy, snow would get on top of syncopate, mounting him, dominating him. Syncopate would bend down his forelegs, and let snow fuck as hard as he could. Snow would lean forward and grab on of syncopates ears, biting firmly. Eventually he would speed up, groaning loudly and flood syncopates entrance with his seed. Syncopate was panting heavily as his imaginary rutting session with the stallion of his dreams finally sent him over the edge, semen spurted out of his dick, and was caught by his magic, he didn't want to have to do more laundry than necessary after all. After disposing of his masturbatory byproduct, syncopate went to his kitchen and pulled a blood pack out of his fridge, and absentmindedly drained it. He hoped snow would be free tomorrow, it was always fun hanging out with him, even if syncopate was too afraid to show his true feelings towards that stallion, well, maybe tomorrow.
"Date"Syncopate groaned, waking up, it truly was one of the worldly evils. Always bright, annoying, and took way more energy than sleeping actually gave you. the groggy stallion groaned again, squinting through the minuscule cracks of sunlight that his blinds let through. Syncopate bolted up, a sudden realization coming to him. He had a date with Snow Streak today! well, okay, not a date, however, the two stallions would be going to an ice rink that was a few blocks away from Snow's house. remembering this was all the motivation Syncopate needed to trot into his bathroom and freshen up, being a bit more meticulous than he would normally be. Once he felt that his mouth was fresh and smelled of cinnamon, and his mane was an organised chaos,(the best he could manage with it) he went to his small kitchen. sadly he still had around two hours to waste before going on his way, so he spent some time making a delicious breakfast. This morning, it consisted of sausage, eggs, and a special black tea he always enjoyed. Usually one would be hard pressed to find meat products so readily available in Equestria, however, there were a few griffon vendors in the market, that sold a small selection of meats for the adventurous pony. Finishing his rather enjoyable breakfast, Syncopate cleaned up and trotted into his room. He checked the clock and found that so far, he had manage to shave over half an hour on his meal. "Great, now i just have to keep myself occupied until then." Already he was moving to his large stereo and picking a song on his computer. Sighing, he picked the best song he could find, cranked the bass up to eleven, and blasted it. As the music picked up and got to full volume, Syncopate jumped into his bed, telekineticlly catching a few book that were falling out of his book case due to the dubstep pounding out from the speakers. He checked the covers on them, and put them back in the proper order on his shelf. What could he possibly busy himself with for the remaining hour he had left? He floated over his cheap laptop and smiled, when all else failed, there was always one thing that cheered up a young stallion such as himself... Syncopate burst out laughing, the cat on his screen had just fallen trying to jump to the other couch. checking the time, he let out a mental squee. He turned off and put away his laptop, carefully put on his bow-tie, and happily trotted out the door. Syncopate pulled his hoodie closer as he walked, God Celestia damned sun... Finally arriving at his destination, He pulled open the door to an ice cream parlor, and stepped inside. Snow Streak sat at a table, smiling. In front of him sat two un-eaten ice cream cones, the one next to him was chocolate chip mint, and the one on the other side of him, was peanut butter chocolate. Syncopate's favorite! (what? Vamponies could have regular flavors too!) Syncopate smiled sheepishly at Snow, "Aww, You didn't have to get me ice cream!" syncopate said, sitting down and sniffing his treat. Snow Streak took a large bite of his ice cream, causing Syncopate to flinch, it was unnatural how that didn't hurt the stallion's teeth. Snow Streak was a tall, slightly built Pegasus, with a light blue coat and a white mane with grey streaks in it. This gave him the appearance of a cold winters day, which suited his snowflake cutie mark, one that Syncopate glanced at when he thought Snow wasn't looking. Snow often boasted his tolerance to cold, staying outside during snowball fights and other winter sports much longer than what was necessary for any other sane pony. Syncopate started licking his ice cream, it tasted delicious. reaching a lump of semi-frozen peanut butter, he was forced to lick a bit harder, eventually he finished of the last of his ice ream, getting what was left out of the cone. He looked up just in time to see his friend staring at him, a look of, surprise on his face? Snow streak shook his head, and Syncopate thought he saw a blush disappear from the blue pony's cheeks. well that was a bit odd, mentally commented the vampony, then an embarrassing thought struck him. "had I maybe been enjoying my ice cream a bit, too much?" As they neared the ice rink Snow Streak became progressively more excited, often, anything of the cold variety, made the Pegasus happy, and he loved participating in these even more when he was with his friends. " So are you still up for teaching me how to skate?" questioned the vampony, who was admittedly still a bit flustered about his whole ice cream licking incident. "As long as you are willing to learn young padawan!" joyfully replied Snow, putting on a silly 'mentor' type accent, Syncopate couldn't help but lightly scoff at his friends silly behavior, but he enjoyed it nonetheless. Entering the building, the two stallions walked over to a bored looking mare behind a closed kiosk, Snow Streak asking for 2 pairs of ice skates. The mare simply grunted and tossed the skates on the counter, in exchange for a few bits. After walking a few meters away Snow leaned over and whispered in his friends ear, causing it to twitch, "Wonder whats with miss grumpy flank over there, huh?" letting out a small chuckle he glanced over at syncopate who had drifted a few paces behind him, only to find the vampony 'inconspicuously' glancing at his flank. "Hey, Syncopate ?" The pony in mention jumped, a furious blush spreading across his dark blue face, turning it something akin to purple. "Oh! there was an - ummm- bug?" syncopate hoped that his admittedly meager excuse would suffice, and to his relief, it did. "Ah, is it gone?" Snow asked, turning back to look at his own flank, scanning it up and down. "Uhh yeah, it must be..." Syncopate turned away his head, hoping to hide the blush, still spread across his face. Snow led Syncopate over to a bench, among the many others lining the stadium. Sitting down he first put up his own skates, then showed syncopate how to do it himself. finishing, the two stallions, one walking steadily on his skates whilst the other wobbled unsteadily, nearly falling over several times. reaching the ice, Snow smiled confidently at Syncopate, motioning him to position himself in front of the Pegasus, Syncopate complied. "Alright, first off, you need to space out your legs, and stand up a bit straighter." Started Snow, moving in to adjust His friends legs slightly, causing the poor vampony to flinch. His name may have been Snow but his hooves were very, very, warm. Syncopate prayed to Celestia that Snow would stop moving his legs, or the fact that they were splayed open would make for a very unfortunate embarrassment. Thankfully snow stopped unknowingly tormenting the small pony, and let him try pushing himself forward, only needing to correct him a little bit. Syncopate was starting to get the hang of skating, barely bumping into Snow , who was leading him by his side. The Pegasus, on the other hoof, kept darting off ahead, twirling, and doing other fancy tricks, easily out-preforming everypony else at the rink. returning back to his vampony friends side, he stopped, showering the floor in powdered ice from his skates. "Show off." Syncopate said, grinning. Eventually, Syncopate realized how late it had gotten, nearly everypony else had left. He skated over to Snow, "Hey Snow? I had a great time, but I think I outta get going." "Awww, sorry to hear that... well, no reason to stay anymore, I 'spose ill get going too." Snow said, skating back to the bench and sitting down. Syncopate followed behind and sat next to snow, undoing the straps of his skates, watching as his friend did so. Collecting both sets of skates with his magic, the vampony walked over to the check-out booth, still occupied by the overly bored looking mare. He didn't bother with formalities as he tossed the skates next to the mare's outstretched hoof, earning him an annoyed snort. He looked back, staring her down with his crimson eye's, he wasn't too bothered that she was unpleasant in the first place, but if she expected respect in return she was sorely mistaken. After a few seconds she looked down, a silent apology on her face, Syncopate turned around to see snow looking back at him with something, was it admiration? "Damn sync," he whispered, walking to the door, "I didn't know you could stare a pony into submission that easily." He said, reaching the door, "I try not to do it often, you know I don't do well with other ponies..." Syncopate replied, blushing. Snow laughed almost not seeing the torrential downpour outside before waling out. "What?! I though the Pegasi were saving the rain for tomorrow!" exclaimed Snow, letting out a frustrated stomp, Syncopate couldn't hold back a small giggle, stopping at a sudden realization. "Atleast you live a few blocks away... Ive got several miles!" he gave an annoyed sigh, "better than a bright and sunny day I suppose." he sarcastically commented. "Well. Unless you want to... come to my place? "it's quite a bit closer, But you'll have to excuse the mess." Snow grimaced slightly, he sounded as if he was revealing a dirty secret talking about his house. Syncopate had never gone there, they almost always met up at the ice cream parlor, or Syncopates house. "Are you sure? i wouldn't want you to feel as if i was intrudi-" Snow the vampony off mid-sentence, smiling, "If I felt as if you would be intruding, I wouldn't have invited you over in the first place." snow continued, silencing the vampony with his admittedly good logic. That shut up the small stallion, and with that, they walked out of the door, and into the rain...
WetOh damn.... Thought the small vampony, walking silently next to his slightly taller friend. this friend has just invited Syncopate to his house, and now Syncopate was worried he was sure to make a fool of himself somehow. Even so, he was actually quite happy that snow had gone through the obvious trouble of inviting him over just to keep him out of the rain, a thought that made him slightly giddy. The two had only been walking for a couple blocks, completely drenched by the rain as they were. Snow slowed to a stop, followed by Syncopate. "H-Here's home..." Said Snow, turning a sad pair of eyes at his friend. He had an apologetic smile on his face, as if his house wouldn't meet the vampony's expectations. turning a head, mane matted down by the rain, Syncopate saw the reason for Snow's apparent discomfort. The house was, in search of a better word, decrepit. as if a landlord had never even bothered taking time to make it livable. Syncopate turned to his friend, a smile on his face. "Like I care where you live... It's definitely better than the rain at any rate." He turned towards his friend, an expectant look on his face. Snow took the hint, sighing and walking to the front door, his soaked friend in tow. He turned a key, unlocking the door, and letting the both of them into his living room, a kitchen could be seen from the left side. Everything seemed... clean, as though Snow spent every free minute making sure everything was in it's proper place, not a speck of dust could be seen. "yes. the cleanliness of my apartment is compensating for something." Syncopate looked over, about to comfort his friend, only to see he was already smiling. He continued walking, disappearing into what Syncopate assumed was the bathroom. From there, he walked back, carrying two freshly washed towels, that smelled a lot like... Snow. Syncopate gave an involuntary shiver, Busying himself with his magic, he started to dry himself, starting with his mane, making it stand up, frizzy. He moved on to his back, scrubbing out the rain. Soon his blue fur was mostly dry, and his hair was finally mostly out of his eyes. He looked over, noticing Snow was having trouble getting his back dry without the ease of magic that Syncopate had. "D'you want some help with that?" He asked shyly. "What? Oh yeah! That'd be great..." he promptly turned around, stretching out his wings. Syncopate bit his lip, surprised at the sudden, unobstructed view. Not that he minded of course, Snow's flanks were tense, probably from his pose. Syncopate shook his head, floating over snow's towel, not wanting the Pegasus to get to suspicious. He set to work, rubbing the fur against the grain, so to say, to get out the water, and then smoothing it back down. he couldn't help but massage a little, knowing that it might have been a tad bit risky. He started at the shoulders, moving slowly downward to his back, and flight muscles. He bit his lip as he saw Snow start to tense up, but he soon relaxed again, his wings still up in the air. Syncopate wasn't thinking, he floated the towel up one of his friends wings, slowly drying the feathers. He was confused when he felt how tense the wing was, almost as if it was locked into position, like what would happen to a Pegasus if they had a... wing-boner. He could hear Snow gasp slightly, sitting down almost too quickly, this caused the Vampony to stop, soon starting up again as he seemed to relax. He couldn't believe what he was doing, throwing caution to the wind even as he realized the pony beneath him had a wing-boner, that he had given him. Still, he went on, massaging Snow's tense shoulders, smiling as he saw them relax, snow sighing quietly. He got a bit more courageous, moving onto the flanks he loved to look at, snow didn't even tense, instead laying down so that syncopate could dry them more thoroughly. He was sad when all the dampness was gone, dried to nonexistence by his adamant toweling. Syncopate was sitting on the floor of the living room, two towels by his side. Snow was still laying, his wings eventually folding back into their resting position. He sat up, slowly and unsteadily, the massage had unwound muscles he didn't even know he had. As snow turned around, Syncopate saw that the faded remains of pink stood on those usually white cheeks, giving the Pegasus a flushed appearance. "That was a, rather pleasant massage..." Snow said, smiling at the vampony, "Any reason in particular you were so thorough around my flanks?" "Oh... Umm, sorry..." Syncopate was blushing, stuttering as he spoke to the stallion, he was rather flustered, and didn't realize that snow was smirking. He also didn't realize that snow was walking towards him, the smirk replaced with a hungry sort of look. "Don't be..." Author's Note This one is a bit shorter, I toyed with the idea of adding it to another chapter, but it worked better like this.
Sleep over...Syncopate was breathing heavily, Snow streak stalking over to him, a deep smirk on his face. He looked at Syncopate as if he was a tasty morel, that Snow Streak couldn't wait to get a taste of. The dark blue of his face turned purple, a blush spreading from the thought, "Get a taste of." He fell to his rump, Snow streak's face inches from his own, Snow took an extra step further, raising his mouth to the unicorn's twitching ear, hot breath falling moist onto it. "I've known for a while how you feel about me," His voice was low and husky, how it might sound if a stallion was talking to a mare in heat, knowing just how easy it would be to get between her legs... Syncopate whispered, a nervous stutter in his voice. "W-what did you say?" He felt a stir in his nethers at Snow's reply. A slow laugh, filled with lust. "I noticed it a few months ago. You seemed to get shyer around me, yet wanted to hang out even more. Not to mention, all the flank watching you seemed to be doing when you thought i wasn't watching." Snow started circling the now shivering vampony, the one who held his fore-hooves very close to his body, very close... in fact, he didn't even try to deny his attractions, it was obvious that Snow Streak wasn't bothered by them. He still circled the blue pony, stopping to the side, behind him. Syncopate was still breathing heavily, not able to properly form a sentence at all, He sat, eyes closed, feeling the heat radiate off of the body behind him. Being behind him. Snow couldn't help taking a revenge look at the flanks, pressed into the floor as they were, he couldn't not notice the well toned muscles, lithe and small, but strong. his tail, as unorganized as his mane, was quivering, not able to move, but not able to stay still either, as if confused, and aroused... He walked up to Syncopate's left side, putting a hot mouth to his ear, causing it to flick wildly. "hey sync? How does a sleepover sound.." He didn't wait for an answer, instead Giving a long, slow lick up the length of his ear. Syncopate let out a high, mare-ish moan, Melting under snow, his fore legs gave away, and he slowly sank to the floor, his now fully erect stallion-hood pressing uncomfortably against both him, and the short carpet. Snow didn't mind this change of position, he lowered himself, pressing into the Vampony's side. He wasted no time, engulfing the top half of his friends ear, coating it in saliva, hot, even against the heat rising to them. Syncopate couldn't hold back another moan, "S-snow..." He started, about to say something, but was almost abruptly cut off by the Pegasus. who bit down on his ear, softly, but firm enough to make the vampony gasp out of pleasure. "Unless you want me to stop." Snow started, licking up the stallion's ear again. "Just let me take care of you... I know how much you've wanted this." This got another moan out out of Syncopate, who didn't say another word. Snow however, had one more thing to say, and he said it quietly, and right next to the ear of his shivering friend. "After all, i can't deny, I've always found you to be pretty sexy... And that moaning. Ooh, I never knew an ear could be quiet so sensitive!" syncopate moaned, accepting the praise, he had never really thought of himself as sexy, but he wouldn't argue, not the way this night seemed to be going. Y-yeah, i-its Really sensitive." Syncopate of course, had known this for a fair many years, and often utilized it during his "Fantasies". But having an actual stallion, the crush of his dreams, as well. He realized how those fantasies came no where close to portraying the real thing. No matter how hard he tried, he would never be able to mentally recreate the feeling of Snow's soft lips, his hot, moist tongue... Syncopate was brought back to reality, rather forcefully, as Snow bit his ear again. Syncopate cried out again, his rock hard member thrashing painfully against his legs. "As much as I'm enjoying myself here, I think i'm done with just the appetizer." Snow started, facing the vampony directly in the face, his hooves reaching behind, one grasping onto his flanks, the other traveling up his back. He leaned in closer, eyes staring into the crimson depths that Syncopate was able to call his own. "Are we having fun yet?" Syncopates eyes furrowed, and he was about to open his mouth in question. Snow smiled as he did so, shoving his lips into Syncopate's own, and moaning deeply. Taken by surprise the smaller pony's eyes shot open, but soon closed in pleasure, feeling Snow's tongue rub along his own, a warm muscle that grappled with his. Syncopate didn't resist much, letting Snow do as he pleased. He couldn't help but let out a moan of his own, vibrating the pair of intertwined lips, as the hoof on his flank gave a squeeze, the muscled underneath tensing almost instantly. He felt the lips pull away, making him lean forward to try and keep the contact, he opened his eyes, seeing those of his surprise lover looking at him, he had a smirk on his face, he seemed as though something was humoring him very much. "Wha- what's so funny?" queried the unicorn, gulping a little through the nervousness that lingered on his mind. the white Pegasus looked at him still, his smile changing into a grin. "I was just thinking, You seem more than okay with what i'm doing, and it got me wondering... I bet you've thought about "Us" a lot, haven't you? Then that brings me to yet another question." Snow looked at him, those lust filled eyes scanning every inch of syncopates face. Syncopate looked back, a lock of his black and blue hair covering an eye, he was blushing, and his face burned, but he didn't care. The pony who he had felt so many feelings for, was now making him feel those feelings, and he loved it. "Oh." The vampony was taken off guard by Snow's question. "A-and what is that question?" he asked, almost dreading at what Snow might be getting at. "What do we do together in your mind? I bet it's pretty fun! " he chuckles a little, a thought striking him, something that entertained him to no end. "But first i should probably ask, even though it seems very obvious to me right now... Who's on top?" Syncopate was squirming again, the Pegasus' questions causing many reactions in his body, mainly his stallion-hood, which was too painful to contain with his legs any more, he spread them out, almost leaning forward slightly. Snow couldn't hold back knowing look, glancing downwards to the legs, right next to his own. He looked back at syncopate pressing his lips to the others again. Syncopate moaned again, a hoof moving one of his legs out of the way, it gave way with little resistance, a small rush of cold air meeting his length. Snow looked down, catching a peek of his prize, the vampony wasn't abnormally big by any means, a bit smaller that snow's own in fact, but the blue length was by no means unsatisfactory. It looked smooth, almost like velvet, and the end faded to a darker, almost black, blue. Snow caught his breath, the smell hitting, it was just a small whiff, the tip was coated in white, smeared a little do to its earlier containment. "You seem a bit excited there. Want me to help you out with that?" Snow didn't wait for an answer, pressing against Syncopate, pushing backwards at the same time. Syncopate was confused, not yet understanding what his friend was hoping to accomplish. It all became clear as he flailed backwards, his tail getting swept under his back. He panicked, his member flopped out into full view, when he tried to cover it with his hind-legs, he gasped, feeling hooves firmly grasping the inside of his thighs. "S-Snow Streak!" He gasped out, taken by surprise at the sudden intimate contact, he could feel his member twitching about, and a small drip of pre-cum fell onto his belly fur. "Syncopate, you never did answer my question. What do we do in your fantasies?" Syncopate stayed silent, Snow was leaning over him, chest rubbing against his cock, the friction causing even more pre-cum to leak out. "L-lots o-of things..." syncopate gasped as Snow shifted, moving further up until he was right over the unicorn, his wings were spread out, blocking out most of the dim lights glow, casting Syncopate in the shadow. looking up the blue face gulped, the pony above him was looking down, making syncopate feeling more submissive than he had ever felt before, he couldn't help but t think about how the stallion pinning him down could do anything he wanted to the smaller pony. The thought thrilled him to no end, and he let out an internal giggle, Not that he would stop the stallion from doing anything he wanted! Syncopate's nervousness was still there, but slowly being out shadowed by the possibility of what seemed to be imminent. Another gasp escaped his lips as he felt snow's member press against his own, a hot mass rubbing against the slippery tip of his own cock, getting covered in the liquid that the Vampony's stallion-hood was producing overtime. Snow leaned in to the stallion under him, feeling the excitement of them both. He put his head lower, muzzle to muzzle, not kissing him this time, but instead speaking. "you cant wait can you?" He let out a slow thrust, grinding against Syncopate, enjoying the moan that he was rewarded with. "I bet you want me to bend you over and rut that tight little hole of yours don't you?" Syncopate's face filled with red, the bluntness of the words words flustering him. "I'm not going to give you what you so desperately want. Not yet, I want you to beg for it, beg for me little vampony..." Snow's voice had changed from being slow and sultry to rough and commanding, dominant and sexy. Syncopate moaned, feeling a particularly rough grind against his, now fully lubed member. "Please... Please rut me. Make me your stallion..." Syncopate stammered out, his cock aching for release, something that Snow would have done anyways. As it happened he was in a very similar boat, and the sexy stallion begging for him was only making him as horny as a unicorn. Or, even the unicorn under him, who was now grinding along with Snow. Snow got off of him, smiling. Syncopate stammered out in confusion, causing snow to laugh. "I don't know about you, but i would much prefer my bed to the hard ground." Syncopate couldn't hold back a whine, his cock uncovered to the open the air once again. Snow had started walking across the living room, and Syncopate couldn't help but notice the impressive sight bobbing under the stallion, and he bit his lips, thinking about how soon it would be that the sight before him, would soon be inside him. Sow looked back, spotting the Vampony still laying on his back, staring at snow. "You better get over here, before i just rut you on the floor." He said, a playful glint in his eyes. Syncopate scurried to attention, getting up and shyly following the Pegasus to his bed, large considering that only one pony generally used it at a time. Snow waited until syncopate passed him, giving a small nip at his treble-clef covered flanks. Syncopate yelped, leaping forward through the doorway to the main bedroom. Syncopate sat on the bed, snow was with him, they looked at each-other for a moment, before snow talked. "Get on all fours, and suck my cock." Syncopate blanched, the bluntness of which Snow spoke with was unexpected, but syncopate relaxed when he saw that Snow was smiling. "I want you to lube me up real good, so that i can rut you just like you want me too." Syncopate gulped as he slowly stood on all fours, watching as snow stood up on the bed, pressing his muzzle to Syncopate's before getting up on his hind legs, his cock brushing against Syncopate's nose, flooding it with the musky scent, almost like vanilla, but with tones of, well, stallion. Syncopate was nervous, his breathing had grown rapid again. He tried to calm his breath, staring down the shaft of his new toy. It was white, with spots of mottled blue, and it looked big. Almost too big for him, he thought, but he took one last breath, and opened his mouth, taking the head of the member in front of him. It didn't really have a predominant taste, but the liquid that stated seeping out of the end sure did. It was mostly salty, and didn't really leave behind any kind of aftertaste. Syncopate suckled on the end, tasting more of it seep out. Above him, Snow gasped, and moaned at the stallion below him, letting him know that he was doing good. Feeling a bit more confident, the vampony took a bit more of it, making sure to keep his jaw wide open, so that his fangs didn't interfere with the oral that he was providing. He felt the cock twitch, more pre spurting onto his tongue, he disconnected his mouth, wetting his mouth a little more, so that he could attend to his prize with more enthusiasm. taking another breath he moved himself forward, letting the slippery cock enter his mouth again, the length of it causing him to take more than he expected to get past the head. He couldn't help but enjoy it, the realization hitting him like a meteor, he opened his eyes, seeing how much there still was to get inside of him. He had to breath through his nose, the stallions strong smell seeping into his nostrils, the scent acting as an aphrodisiac to his mind. But still, he refused to give up, letting it go as far as snow pushed it, He almost gagged, relaxing just in time, as the member prodded the back of his throat,he opened it as wide as he could, used to manipulating those muscles, a thing every wind instrumentalist needed to know. "Damn Sync, you're good at this... Sure you haven't, ah~. Done this before?" Snow streak managed to pant out, unable to contain his sighs, and grunts of pleasure, feeling the wet mouth around his cock,relax, causing him to let out an exclamation of surprise, feeling almost his whole entirety slip down the tight entrance, his member twitching. Syncopate couldn't talk, only able to bask in the glory of pleasing the stallion, a moan escaping, low and loud as he felt himself let go, the whole cock pushing down his throat. Unfortunately, he could feel his body rejecting it, tears forming in his eyes as a sort of muscle spasm caused him to immediately remove the fallace from where it wanted to be. As the ember finally fell out, he coughed and spluttered, trying to hide it, but unable to. "shit! Sync are you alright?" Snow mentally berated himself, having overestimated his friends abilities, forgetting to take into account that this was probably his first time doing anything overly sexual. Much less with a stallion of his size... evens so, he couldn't believe how good it had felt, even if he wasn't as skilled as some of Snow's past lovers, it had seemed more, genuine. As if Syncopate wanted to do his best, and not just get it over with. Snow, took his hooves off of sync's back, moving one of them to his neck, rubbing gently. "Hey, you okay man?" Syncopate looked up, sadness lingering in his watery eyes. "Y-yeah. I'm sorry, i thought i c-could do it..." Syncopate whimpered, still coughing every so often. He looked slightly frustrated, sad that he had let Snow down, and almost caused something that would have been disastrous for his first time, had he not been so adamant about pulling out if he needed too. Another tear fell from his face, this one for a different reason than chocking on a cock. "Hey, whats wrong?" Snow asked, loving tenderness apparent in the way he lifted a hoof, letting it rest against Syncopate chin, raising it to his eye level. He could see those watery crimson eyes looking back at him, a look of apology, as if asking for forgiveness. He couldn't help but let out a small coo, finding the sight softening a part of him previously filled with lust, wanting only fuck the unicorn into submission, smirking with confidence, letting the pony in front of him be as submissive as he wished. Now however, he could see something else amidst the way syncopate acted at the moment. He was disappointed, he had been doing this for the Pegasus, wanting to show him more than how he had lusted after him for so long. Syncopate had feelings for the Pegasus, And Snow realized that now. "sync, it doesn't matter buddy, hey, look at me. Its okay," Syncopate looked at him, his eyes clearing up a little, and he smiled, "T-thanks Snow..." The Vampony took a deep breath, finally able to let a smile show on his face, accompanied with a blush as he realized, that he could still see snows member bobbing under him. Slick with glistening saliva. "I-I think i have s-some unfinished business?" He said, hesitantly lowering himself under Snow. Snow backed up, smiling warmly. "No. You did something for me, now its my turn!" he said, running a hoof across Syncopates mane, nuzzling up against him. Syncopate blushed, feeling a tongue snake out and start flicking against one off his ears. A moan escaped him, turning into a yelp, as he felt a bite accompany the tongue, a slight feeling of pain mingling into many other sensations, one of which being pleasure as he saw Snow moving a hoof down his stomach, tracing over his belly fur, and down even further, ever so slightly resting against his member. "S-Snow!" Was all Syncopate managed to get out, wanting snow to continue, before the Pegasus in question moved behind him, leaning to his ear. "Mmm... Have you done this before, with yourself?" The Pegasus started to rub his back, a hoof trailing down to his flanks, giving a soft tug on his tail. "Ah! Y-Yes... i can, t-take it..." Replied the shivering vampony, as stuttery as he was, almost scared really. He couldn't deny that his body wanted this more than anything, and he wasn't lying to Snow. He had used a few toys before, well, maybe more than a little bit... Snow traveled the hoof back up Syncopate back, letting it rest on his back, he hugged the pony. Syncopate was taken by surprise, expecting Snow to just dive in now that the both of them were more than prepped for a session of stallion on stallion bucking. But still, feeling the warmth that pressed into his side, it almost felt different than before, softer. He looked up at snow, repeatedly glancing at his eyes, no longer with that crazed hunter expression. Instead it had been replaced with, softness, a look that told Syncopate that he was going to take care of him sure, but he was doing it for more than release... He eased up behind vampony. Leaning lightly on his back, even though he was larger than Syncopate, his Pegasus structure was a lot lighter than a unicorns, and especially an earth pony's. He let his hind legs stand straight, his forelegs, resting on syncopates back, caressing a spot on his neck, relaxing him with the soft swirls into his fur. "P-please rut me snow, i- i need it!" The vampony blurted out, now able to feel snow's warm, lubed cock poke at his entrance. Snow smiled, feeling a bit of precum jettison itself from his member, All the more lube! He thought to himself, beginning to press forward a little bit, the pressure applied to Syncopates tail-hole causing him to bite his lip, feeling the tiniest bit of him go inside, agonizingly slow... Syncopate gasped silently, his muzzle lowering to the bed, gripping the end of a pillow and bringing it under him, feeling the member behind him start its slow movement inside. "Y-You can go a little faster s-snow.." He said, groaning as he felt the tiniest bit more move into him, hardly a fraction of the head entering his rear. "Yeah, i could. But maybe i just love watching you squirm like that~" Was all the answer syncopate got, and he could detect no addition to Snow's pace. He figured he'd just have to deal with it, feeling his fangs puncture into the pillow from clenching his teeth so much, it was the only thing that kept his anus from doing the same, which would feel fairly uncomfortable, even for the small vampony-unicorn. Instead he moaned again, beginning to edge back a little, wanting to get the cock inside of him, where he'd be able to relax a little. "Ooh, a little eager, aren't we syncy? Well, i guess i can give you what you want!" The pegasus gave a fast thrust forward, feeling Syncopate walls try and clench up on the intruding organ. "F-Fuck Snow, Yes!" The vampony called out, loudly, with a high pitched voice, alerting Snow that Syncopate hadn't been uncomfortable, or hurt, during the process. This made him grin widely, knowing that he could be a little rough on the "technically-a-Virgin". He sped up his hips, pulling in and out faster, the smaller stallion letting out loud moans, sounds of pure bliss filling the air as snow let a few grunts escape him. "F-Fuck yes, this is really happening isn't this!?" Syncopate thought, unable to complete more complex brain functions, due to the feeling in his backside. He had used bigger toys, sure, but those didn't compare in the slightest to snow, as big as he was, was being bottomed by the Vampony, with something that could almost be described as ease, his walls able to relax now that he was being rutted like a horny mare. Squelching soon filled the air, accompanied by a quieter slapping sound, Syncopate letting out a few more moans as he felt a rather heavy sack colliding with his own. He felt Snow's hooves slide down his body, one resting at his hip, giving snow a bit more leverage in his thrusts, finding a way to get even deeper into the moaning pony under him. The other hoof reached to his Slightly smaller member, stroking it firmly along the rhythm of his trusts, alternating them to get the most motion. Syncopate couldn't believe how good it felt, the hoof on his cock urging him closer to a climax that the cock in his ass had already drawn close. Snow sped up a little, pistoning in and out of Syncopate, thrusts that grinded against his prostate every time, his large member not giving too much give for the Unicorn. "I-I cant h-hold out much more!" the vampony called out, trying to edge away from the hoof on his lower portion. Snow just panted, biting down on his ear as he thrusted in again, knowing that syncopate would still probably last longer than him. He bit down on the ear a little harder, loving the squeal that Syncopate awarded him with, causing him to moan, feeling his member twitch in anticipation of filling the pony. The smaller stallion gave up any amount of composure he had, feeling how close he was, the cock inside him getting to parts of him that no toy could ever reach. "S-Syncopate. I hope your ready!" Snow whispered into his ear, not waiting for the pony to say anything as he started thrusting harder, letting himself bottom out, he stopped. He couldn't believe the orgasm that hit him, his eyes clenching shut, removing the ear from his mouth as he called out in primal pleasure, feeling his cock twitch within the vampony, cum splattering his insides, he kept himself lodged deep, forcing Syncopate to hold his cum, the warm feeling filling him. Syncopate gave several long unsteady yells, the pressure of the come stretching hm even more than Snow's member. He could feel the tiniest amount leak out through his clenched walls, dripping onto his sack, tickling slightly. The cum inside of him was too much, and he clenched even tighter, the hoof on his member receiving a large does of white, and he trust forward slightly into it, relishing in the furry friction he got. During ther throes of his own orgasm he fell forward, feeling his cock twitch spastically into the sheets under him. his gaping anus letting snows load gush forth from it. "H-Holy shit Snow... T-That was s-so good." Was all he managed, turning around, his body curling up under the Pegasus, inviting him into the fluffy fur. Snow smiled, a hint of tiredness tinged his eyes, sex that intense never before had, by either of them. "Good to hear buddy, i think we could use some sleep." He said, leaning down and kissing the vamponys lips softly, his now limp member brushing against Syncopate furry flanks, coming away with a strand of leftover cum. "Yeah, please cuddle me?" "Of course Syncy..." Snow said, wrapping around the small stallion, petting his mane softly, as Syncopate pressed his muzzle into Snows neck, quickly succumbing to the sleep that threatened to take Snow. He stayed up just a bit longer, surveying the damage they had done to his sheets, he chuckled, looking back down at Sync. He felt no more brain numbing lust, an activity like that blowing away all the pent up sexual frustration he had. He simply saw the little unicorn, and smiled, giving him a light kiss on the ear. "Good night, you cute little night creature..."
The morning afterSyncopates eyes shot open, confusion mixing with a slight fear as he looked around him. He felt rather warm, yet, cold wet spots pressed into his fur, making him frown slightly. The room was dark, even against the bright sun that lingered outside, pressing against the blinds, allowing the finest slivers of brightness to illuminate the room. He plopped his head back to the pillow, groaning lightly he must have been dreaming, a rather, wet dream... He reflected back on it, it was, a good dream to say the least. He must have dozed off, welcoming the first day of the weekend with a long sleep, his usual ritual. His thoughts dropped away as a small realization hit his head, well, nose really. He could smell something, his nose twitched, suddenly flooded with the scent of meat. He looked up in surprise as the door to what he had thought was his own room opened, to reveal the pony he finally remembered not dreaming about. "S-Snow streak!" he stammered out, hooves instinctually going to his groin area, covering what couldn't be seen from under the sheets. The Pegasus looked at him, amusement flashing across his irises. his wings were unfurled, curled around in front of him in a rather odd position, Syncopate was about to question this oddity hen Snow walked forward right to the edge of the bed, his wings setting a small tray to the side of syncopates lithe form. "Wha-? I-is this breakfast, in bed?" The vampony asked, hooves moving back up to his chest, awkwardly shuffling the blanket downwards, allowing him to scoot into a sitting position, giving him a view of a plate filled with sausage, jam toast, and even apple slices, complete with peanut-butter for dipping. The white pony grinned and nodded fervently, pulling his body up onto the bed, and moved the tray to his other side, sitting between the unicorn and his food. He leaned over and nestled syncopates head against his neck, purring at the warmth. The vampony blushed, trying to glance up past the white field of fur that covered his vision. He was still slightly in shock, the overwhelming fact that last night did indeed happen pushing its way into his mind, and flooding it with more emotions than he thought he could deal with. The larger stallion seemed to notice this, pulling away and bringing a foreleg to the unicorns shoulder, turning him to face the Pegasus. "Hey sync, you all right? Am I, uh... being a bit too overbearing? Did you just want a one night stand type of deal...?” Syncopates face grew steadily more worried, his head swinging side to side to cut off the stupid stallion. "Buck No!" he said, rather loudly, causing him to look away, smiling and blushing. "If I wanted a one night stand I, I would have said it. Not to mention, I probably would have been drunk, and, not thinking straight. Not that I do much of that anyways." He finished, sinking a little lower into his spot, cautiously leaning back against the Pegasus. "Whew! What a relief, I’ve, never actually been with another stallion, I mean, I pick up the mare like nothing, but guys? Well, let’s just say I’m not experienced, but, you certainly didn't seem to mind!" "W-well no, b-but still, it’s hard to concentrate with you d-dominating me! You even seemed to know where all of my really, s-sensitive spots were." The vampony replied, squirming as the white stallion wrapped him with his hooves, huggling him tight against his chest. Syncopate tried voicing displeasure at the forced contact, but silenced himself as his face filled with the sight of a delicious looking plate of food. Snow set it softly into his lap, the warmth of freshly cooked meat warming against his thighs. "I don't what you like to eat but hey, vampony? Meat can’t be too unwanted, heh." Snow repositioned, leaning back against the beds backboards, hooves around the vampony who sat in front of him, leaning back into his chest, warming the both of them. He nuzzled the back of syncopate ear, his lips kissing the base of it softly. Syncopate sighed, licking the last of the peanut butter off of his face, the only food left on his place the slices of apple, the fruits and vegetables that frequented pony culture often losing their appeal to him. He rested back, floating the plate back onto the end-table that sat next to snow streaks bed. "Mm, enjoy that syncy? Hope you did, don't cook all that much, tend to just nuke a few cups of noodles, if I’m lucky I might even make myself an omelet or something!" Snow laughed, getting up, leaving syncopate to lean all the way back again, only just catching himself. 'Y-Yeah, it was really good t-thank you snow!" The vampony stuttered out, legs crossing as he was forced to lay on his back, he quickly turned to the side, the lower half of his body covered once more with a blanket. He smiled weakly at snow, feeling the remains of last night’s excitement seeped into his hind fur. "Umm, d-do you have a shower I could use? I, uh...” Syncopate faded off, his mouth flapping aimlessly as he looked down at his cloth covered rump, he blushed, his mouth falling still. “Ooh, feeling a bit dirty are we? Perhaps we should wait until after I at least buy you a drink?” Snow winked, watching the unicorn grow angry, easily dismissible as the same pony exhaled loudly, scrunching up into the blankets, desperately trying to hide his burning face from the pony next to him, who had risen from the bed, and taken the tray out of the room, presumably back to the kitchenette that his tiny house was graced with. Syncopate got to his hooves, snow still having not returned after about five minutes. “Snow!?” He called out, propping open the bedroom door and peeking out. Faintly he could hear a small sound, almost like… running water! That must be the bathroom, he thought, walking out of the room slowly, feeling his legs crack a little. His morning grogginess still held a faint grasp on him, but had been eased by his rather welcome breakfast. Not to mention, the companion he was able to cuddle with after waking up. He shook his head, knocking on the door he heard the faucet coming through, “Come on in sync!” Snow called through the door, The vampony complied, rather quickly, his jaw dropping as he looked in, seeing a shower, holding the now soaked Pegasus, water dripping off of his fur, and his feathered flappers slightly lifted from his body, allowing the spray to cleanse Snow's underside. Syncopate gulped, walking forward slowly, and stepping into the shower. Wet, once again, with the pony of his dreams.
