Big Macintosh walked slowly down the path to Ponyville’s resident library. The knapsack at his side bounced in step with his walk, the package inside tightly secured with some tissue paper. Twilight Sparkle had asked him to go to the post office to pick up another package again. Since he left the farm in charge of his little sister for a temporary change, he had been in the market for another job. But nopony would want somepony like him for their dainty, everyday jobs. After all of his sources had been exhausted, he went to Twilight Sparkle as a last resort. After all, she always had something she can’t, didn’t, or hadn’t done and, besides, her little helper needed a break from lifting books twice as heavy as him.
Twilight had hired him and sent him out every now and then to do something trivial or something she could’ve done. Today, it was retrieving a package from the post office. She had given him the money to pay for any expenses and he had spent some on getting some lunch for the three. He trotted up to the library, he nudged open the door and entered the giant tree. As always, the library was a mess because of the frantic studies of its resident owner, but today, it was more organized due to the labors of Spike.
“Hey there, little guy” Big Mac said as he let down his knapsack emblazoned with the Apple family emblem, a green apple on one side and a red apple on the other. “What’cha been up to?”
Spike turned around and greeted him. “Nothing much,” he yawned “Twi' has got me cleaning up her mess again.” Big Mac noticed the bags forming around Spike’s eyes.
“How long have you been up, son?” he asked.
Spike rubbed his eyes. “I don’t really know. She woke me up earlier and wanted me to clean this” he motioned around the large room. “Don’t ask me what she was doing, but she was very into it.”
Big Mac felt sorry for the little guy. He was worked to the point of exhaustion and he wasn’t given pay or any form of reward. He bent down and opened his knapsack. He pulled out a small sapphire gemstone, about the size of an eye, and gave it to Spike. “Somepony was giving these away and I know you like your gems.” Big Mac smiled. In one gulp, Spike swallowed the precious stone. “Now,” Big Mac began “you go rest. I’ll finish up here.”
“Alright,” Spike hiccupped “You know what to do here?”
“Eeyup.” Big Mac stated as Spike ascended the flight of stairs leading to the bedroom he and Twilight shared. Before he reached the top, Big Mac stopped him. From downstairs, he asked “Do you know where Twilight is? I need to give her something.”
Spike pondered this for a moment. “Uh…I think she is in on the balcony.
“Thanks, little guy” Big Mac said “You go get some shut eye.”
Spike yawned. “Will do.” As Spike walked into his bedroom, Big Mac looked at the mess of books and trash littering the floor. He ate his lunch, a couple of apples, and got to work picking up wads of paper and putting the books back in the shelves where he thought they belonged in.
*******
Twilight Sparkle looked down the length of the telescope as she put her quill back in its ink well. She lay on the balcony out in the sun with her notebook at her side. The sun shone brightly in the noon sky, shining down through the leaves in the canopy, warming Twilight’s back and rear. She flicked her tail back and forth every now and then as she watched ponies on the main road that ran through Ponyville. From up here on the balcony, she could look out over the majority of Ponyville and its population go about their daily lives. If one wanted to, you could effectively spy on ponies that entered view of the balcony.
Which was exactly what Twilight was doing.
She had thought about this little hobby long and hard. Eventually, she agreed to the thought of keeping a record on the residents of Ponyville. It was a “just-in-case” kind of thing. She had no idea what “just-in-case” would be, but she hoped she wouldn’t find out anytime soon. Right now, she watched the movements of Daisy, a bright pink pony with a long, lime green mane. Through the telescope, she could see her tend to her small garden outside her shop. Since Twilight began spying on her, she noticed something odd about her.
Daisy was an Earth pony, possessing no Unicorn horn or Pegasus wings, but as she weeded her garden, they would tear out of the ground by themselves and lay in a neat pile off to the side. It was obvious that Daisy was one of the rare Earth ponies that practiced and could use magic, much like Twilight. Twilight’s horn lit up as the quill floated out of the ink well, tapped off the excess ink, and turned the pages in the notebook to the page about Daisy.
“Practices…magic…” she said aloud as she wrote about her newfound fact. She willed the quill back into the ink well as she let the text dry. So far she had at least a couple of odd details on almost all of the ponies. Almost. There was just one she had seldom seen and knew close to nothing about. She flipped to a blank page adorned with only the name of –
“Big Mac” Spike called to her “is here to see you”. Twilight jumped at the sudden intrusion. She closed her notebook quickly, because it could be dangerous to have word spread about her spying on the quiet residents of Ponyville. She spun around and walked towards the open window leading inside to see Spike climbing into his little bed.
“Confound it, Spike!” she cursed, causing him to sheepishly look up. “What did I tell you about interrupting me while I’m on the balcony?”
He looked confused. “This is the first time you’ve mentioned it to me.”
“Well,” she said hardly “please don’t. I’m doing important stuff out there.”
Spike just mumbled again as he flipped over in the little bed Applejack had made him. She sighed. She could never stay mad at him. After all, Spike was all she had. She walked towards him and lay down. She smiled as she stroked his head with her hoof. “Did you finish up downstairs?”
“I was…halfway done.” he mumbled “Then,” he yawned “Big Mac came over. I…think he’s got lunch…for you.”
“Alright, good night.” she said as she got up.
“But…it’s…only…twelve…” Spike yawned as Twilight Sparkle walked downstairs to greet her new helper.
Downstairs, a familiar red pony was finishing up with her discarded books and tomes. It was amateur, but it would do. Big Mac nudged a book into place on a high shelf. On a desk near the stairs she just descended, she spied a dandelion sandwich next to a glass of wine. Her favorite.
“Hi there, Big Mac.” Twilight said to him “Is that lunch for me?”
Big Mac turned around to face her. His green eyes looked back into her own, a benevolent wisdom just teasing her, just daring her to come over and extract it. “Eeyup.”
See trotted off to her desk to enjoy it. As she ate, she looked around. The floor was generally clear aside from little dust bunnies or scraps of paper. The most of the books were housed in their respective shelves aside from a few on another desk. Sitting next to the pile was her new book, neatly wrapped in thick paper and string.
She finished her lunch and walked over to him. “You got my package? Was there any trouble?”
“Nope.” He stated blandly.
“Oh, okay.” She said as she walked over to her coin purse near the door and set aside some loose change. She opened the door as Big Mac collected his pay and began to walk out. “Bye now! Take care.” She kissed him on the cheek. He stopped in front of the door. She paused as well as the gravity of what just happened sunk in.
She thought about what had just transpired as a very awkward moment passed by. Twilight was speechless as was Big Mac. She felt the need to explain herself.
“I’m sorry!” she apologized “It’s just something Rarity started and I just picked it up.” Her cheeks began to feel warm and she didn’t know what else to say.
Big Mac was still in shock of what just happened. He often wondered if Twilight liked him or not, and had often fantasized what a relationship with her would feel like. But he buried those feelings with work and a couple of glasses of Apple Acres brand cider. Now, those feelings had dragged themselves back up and seated themselves deeply in his mind.
Big Mac regained his composure and turned to Twilight. Her cheeks were flushed and she had a guilty look in her eyes. He thought about what to say and finally stated:
“It’s quite alright. I’ll be back next week.”
Twilight’s heart rose. That was good. Big Mac would come back and she wouldn’t worry about finding another person to spy on him. He was the only one left to record about. Spike was trying his best to help, he always does, but nothing would come up.
Big Mac walked off towards Apple Acres, but Twilight noticed something different about his walk. Instead of a slow, almost bored walk, there was a new vigor in his step as he walked home with a…strut?
How odd of him. Twilight thought. She paused again. Wait. I could write this down.
Her horn lit up again as her notebook floated over towards her as well as a pre-inked quill. The pages fluttered until in turned to the page labeled BIG MAC in ornate text. She drew a small star and wrote “New…found…swag…walk…” next to it. She closed her notebook and laid it off to the side.
“Good, now that that’s done…” she whispered as she walked over to her package. A scissor floated up and snipped the knot off the strings that secured it. The thick paper that wrapped fell neatly into a diamond as she stared disappointedly at the book labeled Psychology 101: A Young Pony’s Guide to the Equine Nature sat in the middle of it.
“You would’ve been useful earlier.” She said as she wrapped the book back up again. She ordered it about a week ago, before she hired Big Mac to be spied on, but, nooooo, the sender was too stupid to send it earlier, when she actually needed it.
As the string tied itself back up she saw a pile of books next to her new tome. She sorted through the first three, the first three books of an old series she used to read as a filly in school. She looked at the next one. It was that supernatural herbal remedies book that she didn’t bother to look at when they were afflicted by the poison joak. “Big Mac must not have known where these ones went.” She smiled. Although he was very wise, he could be a bit forgetful. She willed the books to lift up and they followed her as she walked towards the shelves where they belonged.
After a little while, she had sorted out all the books. “Now to send you off.” She said as she walked back towards the package on the desk when she saw another book. It was a small antique yellow book laying face-up. She lifted it and studied the front cover. It was particularly old and the title had worn away, but the subtitle was just fine.
“A Young Mare’s Guide to Finding Pleasure…” she read. That was odd. Where had this one come from? That sounded like a book Rarity or Pinkie Pie might read. There was a picture on the front of the book that was worn away, but still present. It was an expertly drawn picture of a mare with a white coat and lush brunette hair flowed around the bottom of her face. One eye was closed and was winking at Twilight and the other one looked on passionately.
“I wonder what it is about.” She opened it and flipped to a random page. It read:
CHAPTER 5
Have a Plan to Get Him in Your Bed
Twilight was confused. What plan? Who is “him”? Why would you want “him” in your bed? She flipped back a couple of pages. She found another title.
CHAPTER 1
Find a Stallion
Oh. It was one of those kinds of books. The ones she knew Rarity read. Princess Celestia had warned her about reading those kinds of books as a young filly. She said that they were conduits for corruption and impurity and affected those that read them. She had stuck to Celestia’s words like the law and had done so until after she had become a young mare.
She smiled mischievously. But, that was a long time ago. She had grown up since then and had matured…in a sense. Besides, she had no plans for the rest of the week aside from doing things with the girls and studying. She lifted the book in the air and walked up the stairs to the bedroom Spike and her shared. She climbed onto her bed, pulled over the covers, and pulled her new book close.
“Tell me your secrets.” She giggled as she began to read.
*******
A while later, she closed the book silently. “Wow.” She mouthed. The book was not a lewd fiction novel like she thought. It was a step-by-step guide to get a stallion and copulate with him. It was extremely detailed, even going as far as to describe the speed of the process and various sexual positions, some she had never even heard of. Then, again, she had only heard of so many. Some she tried out when Rarity had got her that vibrating thing.
She held the book in her hooves and began to think. Rarity’s name kept coming up in recent events.
“It’s just a coincidence.” Twilight shrugged. What else was a coincidence was Big Mac getting hired recently, her “accidental” kiss earlier, and now this. A plan began to formulate in her vast mind.
A very naughty plan.
*******
A week later, Big Mac was on his way back to the library. His innate fascination with Twilight Sparkle had grown exponentially since their last meeting. He kept thinking about that moment when her lips planted a soft kiss on his cheek. He had a slight smile on his face as he chewed the end of the shoot of straw in his mouth. He would’ve hated to admit it, but the most attractive thing about her was her body. It was perfect. She was not too large and not too small. Her hindquarters were immaculate and caught a peek at them every now and then. Oh…how would he have loved to tap into her. He didn’t care how, only that he did.
But that will have to wait until the time was right.
He trotted over to Sugarcube Corner and bought a muffin for Twilight, Spike, and him, staying only to greet his little sister, Applebloom, help Pinkie Pie do something involving cupcakes. He left and continued his stroll towards the library. There was no reason for him to go there, but his job was one where he went every week. Besides, he wanted to teach Applejack some initiative and leadership, so he didn’t want to go back to the farm.
He arrived at the library a short time later and found the door to be already open. He walked in and looked around. It was dark and the only light source was spilling out of the windows and the open door. The library remained relatively unchanged aside from a few loose books. Alright then.
He walked inside once he was in the main room, the door slammed shut with an audible boom and cut off his main source of light, drastically lowering the amount in the library. He put the muffins in a nearby basket and tried to find his way around.
“Alright you guys.” Big Mac called out. “The joke is up. Y’all done scared me.” Of course he was joking. He was huge and there was nothing Spike could do or Twilight could conjure up that could scare or hurt him. “C’mon out now.” He said into the darkness. No one answered. He walked around until he stepped on something. He picked up what felt like a book. Using what little light there was he shined some onto the front cover. It was a heavy pale green book that had the diagram of the anatomy of an equine.
“Equine Anatomy?” Big Mac read as he flipped through the book. Some pages were marked and he flipped to the first one, showing the diagram of the equine esophagus. “Now why would you need to know about this?” he said to himself. Twilight was smart enough as she was. It didn’t make sense to him that she would need to mark a page to remind her of something as trivial as this. She had probably read this book front to back and reverse in a manner of hours.
Something shuffled to his left. He dropped the book and slowly turned around. He smiled in an effort to comfort himself. He was in a dark room with something else while reading a book about anatomy. “Perfectly fine” he told himself.
“Really now?” a voice whispered into his ear.
Big Mac jumped to face the source of the voice. That had genuinely scared him. “C’mon now, who is there?” he yelped.
“Why don’t we find out?” it said to him as something draped over his nose and eyes. He tried to wipe it off, but something held down his front legs. His eyelids were feeling heavy. There was something, maybe a gas, making him weak and sleepy. Just before he blacked out, he lashed out with his back legs and struck something.
The last thing he heard was a familiar sounding yelp of pain.
*******
Big Mac came to on something soft. He was on his side. His head ached and his eyes burnt. Through the covered window, he could deduce that the sun was beginning to set. What just happened? The last thing he remembered was hearing a yelp of pain. He tried to roll and flip over, but a hoof stopped him halfway. Then, he was rolled around to where he was facing away from the window and facing a familiar purple pony. He was still in the library; precisely in Twilight’s bedroom.
On the bed.
“Hi there, sleeping beauty.” Twilight said softly to him. A candle had been lit behind her and he could just about make out the details of her face. She had a small smile on her face and she stared at him hungrily. Something was different about her. Her body language was wrong; she was usually straight and orderly, like somepony used to taking orders or somepony so rigid like herself. Now she was relaxed and no longer looked like a pole was in her bum. She looked, Big Mac thought, as if she were trying to act seductive.
Could all this have something to do with his thought earlier today?
He chuckled nervously. "What's...um...goin' on here?" he managed to say.
She had a devious look in her eyes. "Oh nothing," she said nonchalantly, "I found a book yesterday."
Really? Big Mac thought, you don't say? A book. In a library? Unthinkable!
"What kind of book?"
She smiled perversely. "A book for girls..."
Big Mac was getting tired of this. "Will you get to the point?" He said a little too loud.
Her smile widened a bit. "I have seen how you look at me behind my back." she said in her most seductive voice, which made things a little awkward for Big Mac.
First off, it sounded like she was trying to act like this and was utterly failing. If she was trying to turn him on, this was going in the complete opposite direction.
Second, when did she notice his wandering eyes stare at her? It was only last week that he had begun to have feelings for her, but she made it sound like this had been going on since he became hired.
Last of all, he still had no idea what was going on. He decided to change that.
"What's going on?" he asked again and received a less coherent answer than before.
"Oh nothing of importance..." she said. He could detect a hint of nervous desperation begin to set in.
"If it ain't important than why am I here?" he asked, his normally placid mood irked by her new attitude.
She stumbled and stuttered for a second, no doubt trying to hide the real reason behind this.
"Uh...you see...I...um...we..." she began to drag words together. Big Mac was tired of this. He sat up on the bed in front of Twilight. He put a hoof on her shoulder.
"Before I decide to leave" he warned "tell me the real reason why I'm here."
Before Twilight could say anything, he stopped her. "Think long and hard before lying to me." he said with the least amount of conviction he could muster.
She sighed. She closed her eyes, looked down, her horn lit up, and a little yellow book floated over to them. Big Mac took it out of the air and looked at the cover. There was a white mare on the front with a long, flowing brown mane winking at the reader. He opened it up and skimmed over a couple of pages. In his mind, he began to wonder how in the hells she got this book in the library.
It was a step-by-step guide to finding and having sex with a stallion. The author went to great lengths to explain how fast to go, various sex positions, even what to say during everything. Two and two went together and Big Mac finally realized why he was here.
"You were using this." he closed the book and looked at her.
She nodded.
"To get me here."
She nodded again.
"To have sex with me."
She paused before nodding slowly, almost unnoticeable.
He put the book down and stared at her. It had to be night time by now and he could see moonlight begin to spill onto the bed. He began to think about her, how he wanted to have her since last week and those powerful feelings for her. He remembered his thought from earlier. He would have to wait until the time was right.
It was now or never.
*******
He lifted her head up. She looked up at him pitifully. He bent down and kissed her. She expected him to break away at any second, but he did not. Where seconds passed, it felt like ages to her and she wrapped her forelegs around his neck, long ago having uncoupled his wooden harness.
Minutes must have passed she thought. She leaned forward on him and he allowed himself to fall back on the bed, still kissing in embrace. She broke away first, a thin string of saliva connect their lips. She smiled eagerly at him.
"What do you want to do first?" she said with anticipation. Before he could say anything, she turned and displayed her glistening love hole to him. It glistened in the light, eager for just about anything. A deep shade of pink, it almost resembled Big Mac's coat color. If only he could reach it. Such was the size difference between Big Mac and her that it came just short of his neck. he could not move his head into a position to eat her out, even if he tried to extend his tongue out. So, he opted to play with it, massaging the clit and occasionally rubbing the lips themselves, sometimes bypassing them into her body.
On the other end, reaching to the top of her horn was Big Mac's throbbing penis. It was longer than the books ever said it could be, and it didn't even stand up! It just pointed towards her face, the slit at the top made it look like a head with no eyes. Truth be told, she was a little intimidated of it; she never expected it to be so big.
But with Big Mac playing with her pussy, she decided to return the favor and pleasure him in turn.
Twilight stretched towards the monster and put it to her mouth. Between the mare’s two purple lips was the head of that monster, its veins, and whole being throbbing with pure pleasure as she begun to suck on it. Twilight's hooves grasped his shaft, beginning to eagerly stroke the massive organ in quick, strong pumps, just barely able to wrap around it. She could hear Big Mac grunting in pleasure and a light trickle of pre-cum spurted into her mouth, washing it with a sweet, but salty taste.
As the singing pleasure in that massive organ grew, so did her actions. Her hooves flew up and down, jerking that marvelous dick as hard and fast as she could. Her bedroom was filled with grunts of pleasure and muffled moans of lust, but primarily a patting sound as one of her hooves pumped against his pelvis and crotch.
With a quick grunt, the Twilight's head pushed down further onto Big Mac's cock, enveloping the crown of the beast in the warm cavern of her throat. Long trickles of saliva dribbled like a stream down its length, pooling in the many grooves and crevices of his massive sack. Mixed in with the saliva were bits of pearly white cum as well, thoroughly soaking his meat in a flood. Her jerking hooves were quickly coated in the sweet mixture, slipping under and over her hooves and spreading across the pulsing member buried in her mouth. This was simply too much for her!
With the addition of his cum and her saliva as lubrication, her pumping motions grew faster, her hooves gliding easily along the length of his cock.
Her pleasure was mounting… such unimaginable pleasure…
*******
Big Mac couldn’t help but thrust faster. He rubbed Twilight's clit absentmindedly. His strong, muscled legs burned, feeling as if they were going to fall off any moment. But he didn’t care; he just needed to cum sooo badly…
*******
Eventually, and to Twilight's surprise, those massive testicles visibly jerked upwards, forcing a powerful and plentiful burst of his seed out the slit atop his cock. The stuff blasted down her throat like a never ending flood.
So salty, yet juicy and gooey…
Endlessly erupting, the flow of that hot, viscous cum was be too much, swiftly spilling out her nose and the sides of her mouth. Startled, she let the cock slide out of her mouth, which made the cum spill onto her face, down over her neck, and dribbled down her chest, tummy, and even down to her thighs. The flow would eventually come to a halt, the smooth mushroom shaped head slipping from in between her lips, falling to Big Mac's gut with a wet splat as the last of his seed spurted from the slit of it, making a small white pool on his stomach.
Her neck was on fire and she plopped her head down on Big Mac's crotch, playfully licking at small pools of cum that had fallen either out of her mouth or his enormous member. She picked up his limp cock and draped it over her shoulder and began to slowly stroke and kiss it, the remains of his seed still coating it.
"That..." she panted "was fun..."
*******
Big Mac sighed in pleasure as he finished his orgasm. He had not expected to get off so easily, especially for a small mare like Twilight. He looked back down at Twilight and watched her massage her clit and his heart beat a little faster as she continued to play with his cock. He reached down and put a hoof on her arm as a sign to stop pleasuring them both.
She stopped and Big Mac lifted her up so he could flip her around until they were face-to-face and put her down so that her torso was flush with his. He looked at his handiwork that was displayed all over Twilight’s face. His cum had soaked her entire face as if a balloon full of it popped right in front of her. It was in her eyes and clung to her hair, but most of it was concentrated in and around her mouth.
Twilight coughed, sending flecks and drops of his sticky cum all over his chest. “What’s next?” she asked weakly. She must have exhausted herself working and choking on his dick. She had done what she could to pleasure him, now it was his turn to return the favor.
“Don’t you worry.” he said quietly. He reached behind her and positioned his cock at her ass, ready to thrust itself in.
Oh Celestia, it felt so tight.
He was just about to penetrate when Twilight stopped him. “No. Not there.” She raised her waist and placed her right on the tip of his cock. Big Mac began to protest, but she raised a hoof to his mouth. “It’s okay. I’ll be fine.”
Well…Big Mac couldn’t guarantee that last part.
*******
Twilight gasped as Big Mac penetrated her. First the head pushed itself in, the warm, wet lips splitting ever so slowly to accompany its size. Once the head was in, she felt the entrance into her stretch even further as he slowly pushed the rest of his member inside. Once he had placed half of his member in, it felt as though a leg had been shoved inside of her!
Then the thrusting began.
Slow at first, easing its way in and then out. Twilight could feel every detail on the massive member, from the veins to the dip on the bottom of the tip. As soon as she felt that he would just stop and pull out, he thrust it back inside with a little more force than before.
Faster and faster he went. Before she knew it, she had wrapped her legs around him, her forelegs around his neck and her backlegs around the outside of his legs.
"Ohhh...," she moaned "I can feel you inside my belly." She giggled and lay her head down on his chest.
Upon seeing her enraptured by all this, Big Mac began thrusting its hips more vigorously, his shaft moving deeper and deeper inside her love hole.
"Oh Celestia!!!" she groaned, no longer caring if she could be heard. As he went faster and faster, she became more and more wild, her lust fed by the pleasure of two feet of cock inside of her.
"YES!! YEEESSS!!!” Twilight began to scream. “Fuck me! Fuck me!!! Make me cum!!! Cum deep inside me!!!" Twilight began to scream as the sensations brought her to the brink of ecstasy. "OOHH!!! YEES!! I’m cumming!!!!" she screamed as her orgasm wracked her sweat covered body.
Her pussy gripped the black and pink cock tightly as her body trembled with pleasure. She knew she would not be able to take too much more as she was hit with wave after wave of pleasure from the continuous stroking of the stallion. The closer he became to climaxing caused him to shove his cock as far as he could inside her. She tried to arch her back and winced as the head touched the entrance to her womb.
She knew then that he was about ready to cum. She could see it in his face and feel it in his movements. His eyes were closed as hard they could and his thrusting became so fast that she could no longer keep track of it.
Then, he pulled his shaft all the way out of her resting the head just against her open lips. Twilight whimpered sadly; why did he stop? They were both having so much fun. At that moment Big Mac shoved his massive cock in her as hard and deep as it could, its head slamming forcefully against the entrance to her womb. The force was unexpected and was a mix of extreme pleasure and mild pain and the shock caused her to arch her back and rise up off of his stomach. It was only then that she realized she was being suspended by the power of his shaft!
She dropped abruptly and Big Mac let out a shout and shot his load. The hot, thick cream poured from his cock in pulses flowed deep into her womb. At the same time, Twilight exploded in orgasmic bliss as his fluid filled her. Each pulse of his cock caused her to be injected with more of his amazing seed and causing her body to twitch and even spasm with pleasure. She felt some of the creamy fluid seep past his shaft and run down her thighs in little ivory streams. He pulled out and the shaft spat out more cum along both their bodies.
As both their orgasms ended, Twilight plopped her head down on Big Mac’s chest. Her tongue had lolled out and her breathing was short and erratic. Big Mac laid his head back on the pillow as she continued to hold on to him.
Minutes passed until Twilight broke the silence. “That,” she said, her breathing more stable “was amazing.”
Big Mac smiled from his laid-back position. “Did your book tell you to say that?” he joked.
She giggled and her horn lit up. A small notebook bound in leather floated up to them and flew close to her. “That reminds me off something.” She said and an additional ink well and quill drifted close.
Big began to doze off as Twilight began to talk sheepishly.
My…lover…smiley face… was all he heard before he felt her head plop on his chest.