The moon is beginning to rise above the horizon when you and Velvet finally begin to head home. A few clouds float by overhead, glowing softly in the moonlight. Luna’s stars are out as well, twinkling merrily against the purple-black backdrop of sky. They are faded though, the light of Canterlot’s many street lights cutting through the darkness. It’s these street lights that light your way.

After having a total of four beers, Velvet giggles to herself, her face flushed red. She totters back and forth as she walks, the movement overly exaggerated. It doesn’t seem to bother her that much, and she almost seems to be making a game out of it, seeing how far she can lean before needing to correct herself.

You keep a close eye on her as you walk, both watching to make sure she doesn’t fall over and—consequently—watching her flank as it sways side to side hypnotically. Her tails flicks about, not enough to expose anything, but just enough to be a tease.

A tasty, tasty tease.

Your face heats up, and you try not to stare, but it’s hard. It’s almost like she’s intentionally flicking her tail in your direction, trying to draw your gaze to her flanks. If she is, she’s definitely succeeding.

Unf...

Reluctantly pulling your gaze from the lovely sight, you glance around. The streets are not as packed as they had been earlier, only a few ponies loitering about in the cool evening air. Several of them watch you and Velvet curiously as you pass, but other than that, leave you be. One of them—a brown stallion with a black mane—gives you an odd look, his green eyes narrowing. You stick close to Velvet, who seems oblivious to the stallion’s gaze. He makes as if to follow after you, but upon catching sight of Velvet’s cutie mark, decides against it and heads in the opposite direction.

After a few minutes, you eventually reach the street Velvet’s house is on. Street lights illuminate the lane, the white picket fences casting shadows into the yards behind them. Lights are on in certain houses, and you can see an occasional shadow pass in front of a lit window.

Velvet goes to step onto the sidewalk, only to trip over the edge of the curb. She lets out a surprised yelp as she falls forward, eyes widening. Moving quickly, you dart forward and catch her before she can collapse upon the street. You have to flare your wings in order to stop yourself from toppling over as well, but you manage to remain on your hooves, but just barely.

Giggling softly, Velvet gives you a sheepish look as she clings to you. “Heh… sorry, dear. The curb just kinda jumped up on me there.” She’s surprisingly light, considering she’s an adult, and you have very little trouble holding her up.

“It’s, um… it’s okay,” you say, adjusting your grip on her slightly. “Let’s… let’s just get home.”

“Works for me,” she hums. However, instead of pushing off of you, she continues to lean against your side as the both of you begin to walk again. The feeling of her coat rubbing against yours is enough to send shivers down your spine. Her tail flicks up and drapes itself across your rump for a second before sliding slowly off. The scent of cinnamon tickles your nose as she leans her head against yours.

“Thanks for the support, dear,” she hums softly.

“No problem,” you say, cheeks heating up again.

Her house eventually comes into view, but before you could reach the gate of the fence, somepony calls out. From across the street, a pony waves from her position on her porch. Rocking back and forth on a wooden porch swing, she smiles. “Good evening, Vel!”

“Hello, Rose,” Velvet calls out as well, lifting her head off of yours in order to greet her neighbor. Her words slur together slightly, something that the neighbor seems to notice.

“Everything okay there, Vel?”

“Yeah, I’m fine,” Velvet laughs. “Just had a bit too much fun tonight. Nothing too bad. Might have a headache in the morning though. We’ll see.”

The neighbor nods. “Ah, well. That explains it. Good to see you aren’t staying cooped up at home so much anymore.” Her gaze drift over to you, and she eyes you up and down from behind her half-moon spectacles. “Hmmm, I see you have an escort there.”

“Yeah, he’s my chaperone for this evening,” Velvet says, and you feel her tail begin to twine around yours again. “He’s here to make sure that I get home safely.”

“You know, I’m a little hurt, Vel,” the neighbor hems and haws. “You never told me you had a third foal.”

“Oh, he’s not mine, Rose,” Velvet giggles. “Twilight was my last. I’m just watching him for a friend for a few weeks.” Is it just you, or is her tail getting a little too exploratory?

Luckily, they don’t chat for long before the neighbor lets you go. You aren’t sure how much longer you would have lasted with Velvet’s tail brushing up against your dock and flank. It had seemed unintentional at first, but after you felt the hairs brush against a very sensitive part of your anatomy, you aren’t too sure. Either way, you were getting more and more flustered as time went on, so the sooner you are able to get Velvet back inside, the better. The last thing you want to do was pop a boner with her hanging off of you.

Climbing the steps of the porch, you wait for Velvet to unlock the door before escorting her inside. The house is dark, nopony having turned on a light before you left for the movies. You move to turn on the light above the entryway, but are stopped by Velvet.

“No, leave them off,” she says softly, still leaning on you.

You open your mouth to explain to her that you can’t see anything, but pause when her horn begins to glow softly, casting a faint rosy light about. The light doesn’t destroy your night vision, but it is strong enough to let you see where things are, such as the umbrella rack you almost knocked over.

Now able to see where you are going, you turn and, half-carrying half-leading, escort Velvet slowly up the stairs. She allows you to direct her without complaint, even going as far as to nuzzle your cheek as you both climb the steps. You’re suddenly not sure if it’s Velvet’s magic that casting the rosy hue on everything, or the light from your burning cheeks.

With a little difficulty you are able to lead Velvet down the hall towards her room. The door swings open silently, allowing you entry. It isn’t that hard to get Velvet into bed, as she practically falls into it the minute you reach the four-poster bed. Snuggling up into the pillows, she hums happily before sighing. “Thank you, dear.”

You mumble out a faint reply as you go to leave. As you turn, your eyes catch sight of the laundry basket, and your poor cheeks begin to flush again for the umpteenth time this night as you remember your previous encounter with it. Figuring that it was time to beat a hasty retreat lest you became more flustered, you exit the room and leave Velvet to her humming.

Closing the door to her bedroom behind you, you stand in the hallway for a moment, contemplating what to do. It is late, and you are somewhat tired from today’s events. You half-contemplate staying up to read your comics, but after a yawn sneaks up on you suddenly, you decide that it is probably time to turn in for the night.

Keeping the lights off, you feel your way down the hall to the bathroom with your wings. The light practically blinds you when you turn it on, and it takes you a few seconds of blinking in order to see again. You go through the motions—brushing your teeth, preening your wings, and using the toilet—before turning off the bathroom light and heading for your room. The sound of muffled humming has stopped coming from Velvet’s room; all you hear now is silence. She must have fallen asleep already.

You yawn again as you enter your room. Closing the door behind you with a back hoof, you stumble towards your bed, using the faint moonlight shining through the window curtains as a guide. The sheets are cool to the touch as you collapse upon them face first. You wiggle a bit, trying to maneuver yourself towards the head of the bed, but with little success. In fact, all you really do is rumple up the comforter around you.

Grumbling under your breath, you finally use your hooves to pull yourself up. You roll over, flopping onto your back with your head on your pillow and your wings flared wide. Turning your head to the side, you glance at the clock, only to be surprised when you see that it’s only a little after half-past-nine. The excitement of the movie must have taken more out of you than you had thought if you are tired before even ten.

Yawning again, you close your eyes, snuggle back into the pillows, and—

thump

Your eyes snap open as something lands on your bed, sinking into the mattress. Lifting your head, you glance down towards the foot of the bed. Your eyes immediately widen to the point of almost popping out of your head.

“Hello~~~!” Velvet purrs from her place between your hind legs. If her tone of voice isn’t enough to send shivers running down your spine, the smoldering look on her face sure is.

You feel yourself twitch in your sheath.

“H-h-hello,” you stutter out. Suddenly realizing how close she is to a certain part of your body, you quickly try and close your hind legs, but are unable to as Velvet’s body is in the way. Instead, you try and flick your tail up, over your exposed groin. Once again, you are unable to as it appears that Velvet has it pinned under one of her hooves.

She just smirks at you, her own tail flicking back and forth behind her. “Awww, you’re going to bed already? But the night’s still young.”

You open and close your mouth wordlessly, unsure of what to say about the event currently happening right in front of you. The moonlight bleeding in through the curtains reflects off her light gray coat, causing it to almost sparkle in the pale light.

“In fact,” Velvet continues, her voice dropping to an ear-pleasing murmur, “we haven’t even had dessert yet.”

You open your mouth to ask her what she means, but all that escapes you is a surprised gasp as she leans forward suddenly and presses her nose against your sheath. She inhales deeply, a low, groaning murmur escaping her lips. Her tongue lolls from her mouth and she drags it slowly across one of your balls.

Hole. E. Buck.

Your erection launches itself from your sheath in record time, flopping unceremoniously across Velvet’s face. Without missing a beat, she moves from your balls to your member, dragging her tongue up the length of your colthood.

“W-wha-a-a—?!” You try to formulate words, but are unable to as a deluge of new and amazing feelings wash over you. The feeling of her warm tongue sliding across your flesh is like nothing you’ve ever experienced before, the sensation causing your member to twitch in time with her licks. The sensible side of your brain is shouting weakly at you to stop this, and you try and cover yourself with your hooves, only for Velvet to gently push them away with her magic.

“Oh, don’t act like you’re not enjoying this,” she hums. “I know you’ve been watching my flank~~~!” She giggles. “Like what you see?”

You nod your head dumbly, staring down at her with wide-eyes.

“Then you’re going to love this,” she says before returning her attention back to your member. Keeping her eyes closed, she laps at your exposed length, first dragging her tongue up one side then down the other. When a bead of precum dribbles from your tip, she licks it up, swirling her tongue around your head slowly.

You groan, your hips bucking weakly.

Velvet just giggles before placing her hooves on either side of your member, holding you in place. She gives your length one last, agonizingly-slow lick, her tongue lingering at your tip, before she pulls her head away.

You whine at the sudden lack of attention, your saliva-coated colthood exposed to the cool air. It slaps weakly against your belly as it twitches, your flare swelling slightly before relaxing. Confused as to why Velvet stopped, you open your eyes and glance down at her.

She’s staring up at you, her deep, blue eyes gleaming in the dark. Her smile fades slightly, but is still present, and the look she gives you causes your ears to perk. Her head slowly tilts to the side. “Do you want to continue?”

The words are simple enough to understand, but you feel like there is a hidden weight behind them. They feel important. It feels almost like she is asking permission to continue.

You nod your head without thinking, eyes still wide.

…

Bless your teenage hormones.

Before you have time to process what you have just done, Velvet leans forward and engulfs your entire member in her muzzle. She sinks down your length quickly until her nose is pressed up against your stomach. The sudden warmth is enough to send your mind reeling. Your head falls back against the pillow with a thump, leaving you staring up at the ceiling in shock. “Ahhh!”

You expect her to move her head, but she just remains in place. Her tongue shifts about weakly against your flesh, your tip brushing against the back of her throat. She swallows, causing you to gasp again as her throat tugs on your head. It feels heavenly.

This can’t be real. You have to be dreaming. You fell asleep the minute your head hit the pillow, and this is a mind-blowing wet dream. If that’s the case, then sweet Luna please don’t let you wake up before it’s over. You wanted—no, needed—to see this through—“Gah!”

You let out a startled yelp that turns quickly into a groan as Velvet’s tongue suddenly slides from her mouth while your member is still buried in her maw. Still keeping her head in place, she then drags her tongue over your balls again. The combined feeling of her throat tugging at your head, her warm mouth engulfing your member, and her tongue teasing your delicate orbs is enough to make you go cross-eyed. Your wings are so stiff now that you won’t be able to roll onto your side even if you wanted to. As the feeling of pleasure continues to grow, you think to yourself that this couldn’t get any better…

...but it does.

Keeping her tongue out, Velvet slowly begins to pull her head back, her lips sliding up your length. You whimper, your hips bucking weakly as you try to follow the retreating warmth. When she reaches your head, you feel her teeth bump into the ridge of your flare, tugging on the skin gently. You gasp, only to moan as she suddenly moves forward again, pushing your throbbing length back into her mouth.

Velvet moans as she continues to bob her head along your length, a wet slurping noise feeling the air. Her tongue swirls around your flesh as she suckles your member like a popsicle. Your mind has gone blank, and you unconsciously place your forehooves on the back of her head.

She continues at a teasing pace for several minutes before gradually picking up speed, thrusting your member completely into her mouth with each push. You can feel your balls brush up against her chin each time she bottoms out. Soon you are meeting Velvet’s movements with your own thrusts, your hips moving involuntary. Pressure slowly begins to grow in your loins, as does pleasure.

“V-Velvet… I-I… I’m gonna...” you manage to wheeze out in between groans.

Velvet pauses for a brief second before continuing, her pace increasing. You manage to lift you head up weakly and glance down at her, only to find her staring back up at you, her blue eyes unblinking.

The sight is enough to send a fresh burst of pleasure shooting through you, and you gasp as you feel your head beginning to flare. Clenching your teeth, you try to hold it back.

And then Velvet winks.

You tense, your hind legs locking up. The head of your cock flares as you erupt suddenly into the depths of Velvet’s mouth. Her eyes widen before she pushes herself quickly down to the base of your member. Your flare brushes the back of the throat again, causing another burst of pleasure to race up your spine. You cock continues to twitch and throb as you shoot your load down her throat.

Velvet moans softly, swallowing with each new burst of seed that floods her mouth. Gingerly placing a hoof on your balls, she kneads the sensitive organ, milking you for all your worth. You grind yourself against her muzzle, trying to get as much pleasure out of this as possible. You’re on cloud nine at the moment, and nothing else matters except the feeling of her mouth around you.

You’re not sure how long it is before you begin to return to your senses. Velvet slowly pulls back, letting your cock fall from her lips and lie limply across your stomach. She swallows the remaining leftovers still in her mouth before leaning down at gently lapping at your shrinking member, cleaning it.

You just lie there, breathing heavily and twitching with each lick. If you weren’t exhausted before, you certainly are now.

As you begin to feel yourself drifting into unconsciousness, Velvet finishes licking you clean. Humming happily, she pulls herself up and rests her head on your chest, snuggling up against you. Weakly, you place a hoof on top of her head, running it absently through her mane. This just causes her to hum again, and she nuzzles your chest.

You are warm, you are exhausted, and with Velvet resting by your side, sleep soon claims you.

Author's Note

Oops... looks like Velvet dropped the ball and started the clop a little too early. Oh well, that's alcohol for you. We'll just have to see where it goes from here.