Close To Death
The night had been long and tedious for a certain yellow coated mare. She had trotted for over an hour, store to store, hoping to find a last minute gift for her friend soon to be host. Finally, after locating the most grim looking stall in the town square she paused as a look of relief washed over her. She cheerfully approached the small and decrepit stall complete with black and red archaic looking tapestries. Her eyes dart from left to right as she surveys the table filled with black, yet shiny intricate statues of various macabre items and surprisingly enough sunglasses.
She glances at the sales-pony, with a curious look in her eye.
“Sir, how much are these black ones?”
She points at a dark pair of shades on the table. The old and decrepit stallion turns his cloak laden head revealing a once blood red coat now turned a pale crimson by the cruel hand of time.
“ Well these are handmade, I guarantee they can block out the harshest light given out by that big inconvenience Celestia calls a sun.”
The stallion furls his brow angrily at the setting sun. At this strange occurrence, the mare continues her search for a last minute gift for her peculiar friend.
“ Hmmm... if I were an immortal being with immense powers what glasses would I wear?”
She remarks to herself with the utmost sarcasm in her tone. Her eyes dart past and then right back to a sleek pair of shiny black glasses, frames etched with the pattern of what else but feathers.
“I'll take these Sir”
She says excitedly, partly from her location of a great gift and mostly because it was already getting late.
After retrieving the ironically fitting present the mare, almost in a sprint, ran to the large dark Manor at the edge of town. The house was as large and formidable as the mare was slender and meek. Strangely, without any hesitation, the mare trotted right up the dark oak steps and struck her hoof against the door.
“Raven its me! Get out here and give me a hug you oaf!”
The mare demanded with a happy tone. The response came in the form of a distant unintelligible shout followed by a series of slamming and thumps that made their way towards the door. As it swung open the mare hides a giggle as she spots a grey hind hoof kicking off a saucepan sending it across the room. The door at the edge of its hinges squeaks before revealing a grey coated stallion with a mane as dark as night wearing a typical cooking apron. At the sight of this stallion, the mare begins to laugh uncontrollably.
“ Well hello to you to”
The stallion groans before gesturing the entrance for the mare.
“Get in here Blue...”
With this utterly cold remark the mare enters swatting a strand of blue and black tangled hair out of her face. Holding in some rouge chuckles, the mare responds
“ I’m sorry, I didn't realize I was gonna be staying with a master chef for a couple of weeks.”
Over a surprisingly well prepared dinner the two engage in small talk ranging from
“The time Bluebit the comedian drove an entire crowd to hysterical laughter at a local bar” to “Raven Nevermore taking the soul of the largest and angriest Stallion you've ever seen”
Once dinner is finished the two walk together around the large grim yet cozy house.
“OH-Oh I forgot, I got you something.”
Exclaimed the now giddy mare.
“A gift then? Better not be another damn vegetarian cookbook...”
The deep voice of the stallion grumbled. The pair trotted along to a large living area before sitting on a very large, very fine dark purple couch.
“Ok that was only funny the first five times “
The mare responded giggling. With the roll of his strange, narrow pupils, the stallion raised his brow in curiosity at the item fished out by the mare. His eyes lit up as much as he would let them as he surveyed the beautifully made glasses.
“Im impressed, these are the best shades I think i've ever had.”
Remarked the stallion, half to himself. “Better be” the mare responds before delivering a hoof to the shoulder of her friend jokingly
“Now come here ya big goof ball!”
The mare quickly wraps her hooves around the body of an unsuspecting stallion causing him to jump. In response to this sudden embrace he returns the hug his head on her shoulder. However upon leaning so close to his long time friend He finds himself smelling the fresh scent of not only her lavender soaps but the smell of a mare. Thoughts unbecoming of not only a bringer of death but of any decently mannered stallion danced across his mind teasing him with the thought of the two in a lovers embrace. As the hug ended and the two pull away their eyes meet. Raven entranced by his longtime friend opens his muzzle to speak before it is shut by a sudden
“Screw it!”
from the mare before it is opened again by a completely unexpected kiss. After their lips part the pair once again lock eyes smiling nervously at one another.
Blue gazes seductively in Raven's eyes, blinking her feminine charms at him. Raven blushes slightly, yet remains calm and keeps serious posture. However Blue has none of it, she knows all of Raven’s “weaknesses”, and nibbles sensually on his neck. It seems her time spent with the stallion has paid off.
He gasps slightly, the electric pulses of pleasure stream through his body, making his leathery wings stiffen.
“B-blue…”
After a few more well placed nibbles Raven's cheeks were flush with red. In response to the nibbling Raven planted a few kisses and light nibbling of his own upon the neck of his friend. The reply came in the form of a pleased sigh from Blue. This game of back and forth continued for a while until Blue felt a certain warm length of flesh brush against her hind leg.
She looks down, noticing his growing length.
“Boy, you sure are happy to see me, aren't you?”
She asked seductively. Raven responded with a groan, his erection reaching full height. Although not responding, his fully erect boner twitches to her voice. She smiles with lust filled eyes.
She slides downwards before stating
“Ya know, even though your death himself, you are quite weak.”
She begins to stroke his cock slightly, from tip to base, making him shudder. His breathing becomes more noticeable and labored as Blue strokes faster with more vigor.
“H-hey…”
Raven remarks and smiles as he enjoys her playful antics. The stroking continues as Raven slowly begins to rock his hips. Blue slows her movement to a dead stop causing a look of confused concern to take form on the stallion's face.
“W-why did”
his pleading is interrupted by Blue who suprises the stallion by pushing him onto his back before positioning herself in front of his crotch. She places a hoof in front of her muzzle before letting a “shhhhh” slip past her pursed lips. The stallionhood before her twitches with anticipation which Blue is happy to fulfill. Leaning forward she lands a kiss on the shaft of Ravens hard cock. The contact sends another wave of ecstasy through the body of the stallion. Blue giggles mischievously before she begins to resume her previous rhythm using her tongue. The stallion is elated with pleasure, his head leans back and he gasps between moans of pleasure. Blue feeling a growing wetness between her own legs and slips a hoof in between them.
Raven thrusts his hips bucking into her mouth, he holding her head down on his cock with his hooves, making her take almost all of his length in. She takes as much as she can, rubbing her marehood as she does so. Raven keeps the pace up, increasing in speed as he nears his climax. However, Blue stops just before the release Raven needs. Letting it go with a pop
“What’s the rush? I haven’t had my fun yet you dope….”
Blue positions herself over Raven. Blue, proud of her handywork, begins to lower herself onto Ravens length. At first contact, Blue begins to shudder.
Raven, resisting the urge to thrust upward, bites on his lower lip; wanting Blue to enjoy herself at her own pace. Blue continues to settle onto Raven’s hard cock, wincing as each inch becomes more painful. She looks at Raven with annoyance
“Jeez, why do you have to be so big?”
She stops, her hymen being pressed on Raven’s tip. Raven smiles
“You're a virgin, aren't you?”
Blue blushes and looks away, clearly Bothered by Raven’s teasing.
“So what if I am? That means you, the very culmination of death itself, can take my virginity.”
Blue winces as she descends further, her walls stretching with Raven’s hard cock.
Growing impatient the stallion bucks his hips. Causing Blue to gasp in pain as her virginity was taken. She shook and her breathing became labored, but after a while, she moaned as the warmth of Raven’s cock sent pulses of pleasure throughout her body. Blue looks at Raven dead in the eye,
“You're an ass…”
She teased.
“Might as well get the worst of it out of the way eh?”
Raven responded, causing an annoyed look to cross Blues face. She descended fully onto raven’s cock, his entire length warmed her tight marehood. Blue lifts up from Raven’s dick, then pushes all the way down when she reached his tip, she repeats this sensual rhythm for several minutes. The both of them let loose quiet moans and gasps as they pleasure one another.
As they both near climax the pace increases wet slaps are heard between moaning and gasps for air. Blue let out a desperate cry
“ R-Raven”
To which the stallion responded with stronger thrusts of his hips sending himself deeper into the mare. The pair come closer and closer to their limit both of their bodies intertwined as they clutch each other. Raven near the edge begins to rut his mare friend with all his strength grunting and panting as he does so. The extra pace is enough to send Blue over the edge she screams in ecstasy as her muscles tighten. Her orgasm is just enough for her partner to submit. Ravens proverbial dam breaks and his seed spills deep within his exhausted partner.
Both panting and smiling at each other they lie together on the ornate couch pondering the unholy union of mortal and death.
Author's Note
This is my first official fic and a clop to wow. hope you enjoy!