Author's Note

This episode lies in the continuity of The Guardian book. Reading of which is not vital, but can help understand characters' relations, some acts and motives.
The episode takes place after main story and the Waterfall episode above.
Contains your beloved Rarity and some FMF action.
You are the Guardian.

Rare Snowdrop

Tranquility is the best word to describe the place. Celestia’s sun shines high in the blue clear sky and makes the whole snowy mountain side look like a pile of brilliants, glistening in its rays so bright, that even your sunglasses can barely shield it. The grizzle top of the mountain is clearly visible today with white and light-gray cowlicks of snow, blown by the wind from its peak. And the snowy chute guarded by two walls of dark-green fir-trees looks like it is made specifically for alpine skiing, suitable even for a beginner, without sharp rocks, dangerous chasms or any other surprises. Almost an epitome of safety.

But the main thing, this place is blessed by the creation with, is silence. Nopony miles around, even the trees stand like cut from the solid stone, when there is no wind to disturb their frozen sleep. Your skis press and cut the dense snow, being the only source of the sound here, except your own breath. The only other place alike in Equestria you know, is Everfree forest, yet the latter is filled with wild life, while this place seems deserted. Perhaps there are others, but you haven’t yet came across any like that, because of omnipresent ponies with their constant “brownian motion”.

You have nothing against ponies to be frank, actually you came here with two of them as well, but sometimes the chatty rattle of Ponyville is getting under you skin and you simply need some rest. Those two girls are a special case though. One is your fiancée, new Princess of Kindness – Fluttershy, and another… You sigh inwardly. Another is her best friend Rarity, who finally convinced Shy to teach her that polymorph magic.

Since that moment Rarity was completely happy training that spell each time, when she was around you, with an obvious aim to gain more attention. The first couple of times it was utterly hilarious, as to your surprise – you thought that Rarity was the least possible pony to forget about that as a fashionista – she forgot that human girls wore clothes… well usually. When Rarity transformed and found herself being completely naked, you had to think fast and catch the red as a carrot anthropomorphic pony lady with violet hair and tail, before she managed to rush out of your house just like that, granting the half of Ponyville the unforgettable image of a naked girl leaving your with Fluttershy home.

Naturally you couldn’t allow that. So you held Rarity until Fluttershy wrapped her in a coverlet. Rarity in her turn was so shocked, that she seemingly didn’t realize that she stood a good few minutes completely naked in your tight embrace, snuggling her entire body into you and hiding her muzzle in your neck. Then both you and Shy spent perhaps half an hour trying to calm your friend, who instantly lost concentration, after the first shock released her, and returned to her usual unicorn form, crying and lamenting about “being hopeless and half-horned”.

Her eyes started to glow with realization to the end of that talk though. And, frankly speaking, you were not completely sure that the next similar episode was… totally accidental. Yet the concentration and spell control along with controlling her anthropomorphic body still brought Rarity a bit of trouble.

The latter was the exact reason of you three coming here that time. You thought that skiing was the right thing for Rarity to learn to control her anthro body and spell and entertain herself at the same time. Fluttershy had enough experience already, as you both managed to get away for a ride together numerous times already. So you thought that two of you were more than enough to teach and support Rarity, a new pair of fine skis was made and… here you were on the slide.

You chuckle, remembering the first time you came across that idea. Shy was enthusiastic, but the ski workshop made you stumble for two weeks, before you could pass the idea of proper human version of the skis suitable for alpine skiing and a few pairs were made. Of course ponies had skis, but those were naturally different and they used them, when it was necessary to cover some distance on thick snow, not for some wicked slides. The unicorn master looked at you very strangely, when you explained, what you needed those for.

You stop musing and make a sharp turn on the more gently sloping part of the slide, where actually your specified track ends, and wait for the girls. This slide is easy enough, but you don’t want to risk, as Rarity is only a beginner yet. There are a few rocks covered with snow, forming natural springboards on the track. One can slide over them and jump or pass them by. You and Fluttershy jump off those rocks occasionally, using your wings to balance in the air. Rarity laughs and calls you both cheaters, she passes the rocks instead, finding herself not daring enough for the tricks yet. You’re not going to rush her as you see, the girl does her best already. There is time for everything.

Usually you go first to control the slide and signal the girls, if something changes. Then both girls descend, Rarity first with Fluttershy following close to help if necessary.

Contrary to aforementioned serenity paradise of Everfree it’s freezing cold here. You lower your scarf and your breath forms a white cloud of steam, which settles as hoarfrost on your black anorak with almost audible tinkling of tiny ice crystals. Risking to freeze off your ears you kick back your hood to enjoy the crisp silence. You check the sun position and decide to tell the girls that one more descent and you all are returning to the hunting lodge to have a rest and warm your legs, wings and tails.

“Just a perfect holiday, like back on Earth,” you think, looking at the snowy mountain slide, framed with high dark green fir-trees and glistening in the sun. “I could even imagine, I wasn’t leaving.”

The thoughts about the hunting lodge warm you up instantly, you already anticipate the cup of hot tea, warm blanket, the hearth; and even the perspective of bringing some fire wood and putting some effort to ignite it first can’t spoil the pleasant feeling, which nests inside you. The wide smile forms on your face, while you wipe your sunglasses.

When princess Celestia found out that you two were going skiing for quite a while, she told you about that house built in the forest on the mountain side. Initially it must have been used as a hunting lodge indeed, but those days were gone, yet the house was kept in exemplary order. You told the princess that you were going to take Rarity this time, and were instantly granted the permission to do whatever you like with that house, with natural exception of ruining it down, but Celestia knew you well enough to realize that variant was impossible. Of course the permission could partially root in Celestia knowing that Luna planned to join you this time, as the New moon was coming so she naturally was going to have a couple of free nights. Not to mention that there was no real difference for her, from where to control the Moon.

Anyway it was a blessing, as previously you and Shy were to call it a day and head back home as soon as any of you got tired or froze. This time you had all the conveniences to stay in the mountains for the several days in a row.

You look from under your arm at the track, where Rarity slides in the cloud of snowflakes. Looking like an ice queen in her white and blue ski suit, she sweeps past you and stops a bit lower on the mountain side, making an elegant turn. She prefers to wear earflaps and a headband not to spoil her manedress.

“How it is this time, darling?” she asks, raising her sunglasses to the forehead with a bright smile.

“Much better, Rarity. You’ll catch up with Shy soon!” you show both thumbs up, smirking then putting your hood on.

“And here she goes!” Rarity raises her eyes, pointing at Fluttershy, who slides off the rock “springboard” and soaring in the air. With a faint tint of white envy Rarity watches your marefriend making a loop, then spreading her beautiful wings, which look golden in the sunshine, and softly landing to continue the slide. She then stops right next to you, slightly powdering your legs with snow.

“Woohoo!” Fluttershy kicks back the hood of her beige anorak, letting her lush pink hair spread over her shoulders and granting you a loving smile. “That was amazing! Let’s repeat, dear.”

She catches her breath, while Rarity joins you both, stepping sideways not to slide off.

“You both are real cheaters!” she pouts jokingly, hinting at your shameless use of wings to balance you through the jumps. “This way I will never catch up with you… at least because of underestimating myself, compared to you,” she nudges and sticks out her tongue at you.

You three laugh, feeling that rare careless happiness, which only best friends or lovers are granted with.

“Listen, ladies,” you say, wrapping your hands on both girls’ shoulders. “Shall we have another ride then wend to Tia's hunting lodge, ere we freeze in entirety?”

“You definitely spend too much time with Luna,” snorts Fluttershy, putting her hood back. “Even start talking like her.”

“You know, darling, she has point,” nods Rarity. “But I’m all for another one descent. You both were right, it was a great fun indeed.”

“Well, then…” you take out a long rope with loops on both ends, giving one loop to Shy and the middle of the rope to Rarity, leaving yourself another loop. “Let’s go, the sun is setting already and the temperature follows. I will need to chop more firewood and kindle the fireplace yet.”

Nopony prepared this mountain side for skiing, so there is no funicular and, while you both can fly up fast enough, Rarity would have a really hard time, climbing back to your starting point. So you naturally came to the simplest decision: you and Shy dragged Rarity up the slide with this improvised harness, while Rarity held the rope and enjoyed the ride. This was the fastest and safest method as well.

In about ten minutes you reach the upper point of your track, stopping at the horizontal area of mountain side and letting Rarity catch her breath.

“Woah!” she huffs, dropping the rope and shaking her mane. “Please, guys, next time cut me some slack… I’m still not sure, if my ears haven’t stayed below along with my stomach.”

Fluttershy giggles, landing and patting Rarity’s back.

“Come on, girl. It wasn’t as fast as you slide down, so…”

You land and clip back your skis, Shy is ready and flexing, while you fiddle with the locks.

“OK, ladies, in the usual order… Just don’t fall behind much. We need time to get back to the house before it’s too cold.”

“Beware,” teases Fluttershy. “Next time we’ll beat you on the race!” she shares the fist bump with Rarity and both girls laugh.

You huff and push yourself up with the ski poles and over the edge, making the fir-trees start their mad race past you. Wind whistles in your ears and tries to drag the hood from your head despite the ties. A quick glance on the sky makes you frown, the frost will harden in a couple of hours maximum, you think, while skirting the rocks on your way down, if you should call it a day already, instead of another slide, and head to the warm comfort of the lodge.

This time Rarity falls behind a little and Fluttershy finishes right after you, riding by and stopping almost shoulder to shoulder with you. Rarity slides a little further as it is still a bit hard for her to perfect both technique and timing.

She turns to you and waves her hand, sticking the pole in the snow. You mentally notice the mistake – never let go poles or skis on the slide unless the emergency calls for that, nopony knows what can happen the next moment.

“Guys, I did it, I did it!” the joy in her voice is almost palpable. “I jumped off the rock for the first time, darling. The landing was a bit hard, but I coped…”

Fluttershy looks at you, wide smile lightens her pretty face.

“Attagirl!” you both cheer Rarity for her first trick, another small victory.

A loud dry distant click sounds far above and echoes through the forested mountain side like a gunshot. You know very well, what that means.

“Fucking glacier!” blazes in your head. “Tia warned you about possible problems just in case.”

There is no time to waste looking back, you already know, what you can see there. Almost automatically you grab Fluttershy on her hips and push her up and away in the air. Instinctively she spreads her wings and soars, while you push yourself forward, trying to reach Rarity in one desperate flurry… before it’s too late.

You see the terror in her wide open eyes, while she looks behind your back, frozen on the place with her mouth slightly open from shock. Then a soft wall pushes you in the back with the force of an express, something more solid hits your head and the world around you becomes dark and muffled, as you lose your consciousness.

Nopony knows how long have you been unconscious, but when you regain your senses, you find out that you can’t see anything, almost can’t hear through the thick layer of the snow and… it is freezing cold here. You feel like a damned shrimp on ice, thankfully the snow is loose and you can breathe.

Suddenly your right hand, which was raised when the avalanche buried you, feels the cold air. You release the pole handle and close and open your palm to show that you’re still here. The sound of snow being removed becomes more and more pronounced, as somepony continues digging you out of the frosty grave.

The light strikes your eyes and you involuntarily squint, feeling that your eyelashes got covered in the snow frosting. When you are able to open them, you find Fluttershy, who leans above you, her eyes are full of tears, but she digs and pushes away snow with the speed of a good excavator, biting her lower lip.

“Thanks” you mutter, when you are able to open your lips violet from the cold. Then a chilling thought strikes you brain like a thunderbolt and goes down your spine with an ice cold razor. “Rarity!”

You need to get out of the snow as soon as possible and start looking for your fashionista friend. You try not to think what could happen, and shoo away the mental image of Sweetie Belle’s eyes… if…

“No! No fucking way!” you shout at yourself inwardly.

“Launching” Fluttershy in the air was an excellent idea, thus she avoided the avalanche completely and probably was able to spot approximately where you were, so she didn’t let you freeze to the ice cube condition.

In a few minutes your torso is free from the white captivity, but when you twitch, you find out that something still holds you in place. But the blood already moves faster through your veins and you can speak normally.

“The wings,” you show Fluttershy where to remove extra snow. “They anchor me still.”

Your marefriend sniffs and nods then starts pushing the snow along the shown lines. She puts her gloves back not to freeze her hands, as she probed the snow with bare hand, looking for you before.

“You’re pure gold!” you breathe out stroking her shoulder, it’s hard to tell a snicker or a whimper leaves her mouth at that moment.

A few moments later you are able to pull the wings out of the snow and with a single fierce flap you jerk yourself out onto the surface.

“How long have you been looking for me, dear?” you ask Fluttershy, scanning the suddenly changed landscape in hope to find any clues where Rarity can be.

“About fifteen minutes,” she trembles and you hug her tight. “Sweet Celestia, if you didn’t push me up, we most likely all froze to death here. I was able to raise above the avalanche and almost spotted, where you were buried in the snow. It took me a while to find you actually and I started panicking, before I finally caught your arm.”

She sobs on your chest, but you find strength to hold her and look into her face.

“I know, my love!” you try to speak as soft as you can not to show the panic, which makes your guts twist. “But we have no time. We must find Rarity. Fast.”

She sniffs and the tears miraculously dry in her eyes. Within seconds Fluttershy becomes rational and determined. You smile inwardly, you’re one lucky guy to find that kind of a princess. Then with another thought about Rarity and her sister your smile fades.

Fortunately the avalanche smeared on the slide and the layer of snow covering you was not very thick, Rarity must be somewhere close to the surface likewise. As you were buried on the spot without any chance to move given, you quickly determine the proper direction and crawl there on all four, probing the snow. Fluttershy follows slightly aside.

“Do you know any searching spells?” you know that your fiancée is a “newborn” alicorn, but the hope always dies last. “Tarnation!” you mentally scold yourself for mentioning Death at the moment, when it’s not smart to call her by her name.

Fluttershy simply shakes her head, she had no time to master everything. Who could know by the way? You both know, what it means. At the very least that you need to be fast, but very accurate in your search. She tries to not let the fear flood her and continues helping you.

After a few minutes you both start panicking inwardly. It’s about half an hour, maybe more, as Rarity is under the snow. You don’t know how you will come to Applejack, who took Rarity’s younger sister for the time you were skiing. What will you say? What is can be said in that case? You know that you both can’t replace Sweetie Belle her sister.

A muffled moan leaves your mouth and you bite your lip, a few drops of blood bloom on the snow.

Then your hand meets something more solid than snow around. You start digging madly and in a second Fluttershy joins you.

“Merlin’s pants!” a hoof you found is a blessing, you need no more.

There is a glove near in the snow and you grab it and put in your pocket automatically – you will need everything to keep warmth later. For a few minutes you and Fluttershy dig and throw away snow like a couple of mad dachshunds. Rarity is there, she returned to her pony form naturally after shock and loosing consciousness. That’s not good, as her human clothes are too big for her pony body and she loses heat catastrophically. Thanks Celestia, she is alive – when you put your hand on her chest, you can feel the heartbeat and her superficial breathing. But she is really cold as ice.

Digging her out of the snow reveals one more problem. Her hind leg is bent under unnatural angle and evidently broken.

“Oh, calamity!” breathe you, grinding your teeth in despair. Time is working against you, when you throw a quick glance at the sky, you realize that it will get dark in a hour or so. The frost strengthens and your chances flow away like water from the cracked cup.

“Honey, please…” you call Fluttershy, while grabbing Rarity’s skis and snapping them in half each.

Fluttershy kneels next to Rarity and golden aura envelopes the broken leg. Your princess naturally learned all healing spells, she could, first, being the Element of Kindness. The leg repositions properly and presumably is given a magical nudge towards healing itself.

You accurately put two halves of the ski at both sides of Rarity’s leg and take off your anorak. Raising your sweater you rip your shirt out and away, quickly making a few bandages. But that’s not enough to fixate her leg.

“There is no point in you freezing, dear!” Fluttershy adjusts your sweater and makes you stop for a second to put your anorak back on. She ensures that you properly button it up entirely. Then you remember about the rope harness, thankfully it is still with you.

Another pair of ski parts goes above and below Rarity’s leg and the whole construction is tightly, but not to prevent normal blood flow, fixated with the rope. Now it’s fine. You wrap Rarity in her ski suit as tight as possible, considering the difference between pony and anthro forms, and lift her up.

“Darling,” you turn to Fluttershy. “Whither are thy skis?”

She points to the mountain side a few yards aside, where she stuck them and the poles into the snow, not noticing that you slid to Luna’s manner of speech again.

“We may need them,” you say simply and she rushes to grab them.

You’ve done all you could here and no words are necessary to realize that you need to hurry. You both soar in the chilling air, heading to the hunting lodge. You carry Rarity, trying to hold her closer to warm her at least a little. Fluttershy follows slightly below to secure you both.

Blessed be the genius, who built that house on the mountain side among the fir-trees. The avalanche didn’t pass the forested part and the hunting lodge stays intact, promising you salvation. You land at the front door and kick open it, bringing Rarity inside. It’s not cold here, but definitely not warm enough for your mission.

You put Rarity, wrapped in her ski suit to keep as much heat as possible, on a big bed and cover her with the blanket.

“Shy, stay with her and hold her tight,” you turn to your fiancée. “I’ll get more firewood and be back soon.”

You close the door behind you tightly to make the frost stay in your company, not the girls’, and take an axe. You need it not to chop some logs, as the loud sound can cause another avalanche and nopony knows, what can happen this time. You won’t take any chances. The axe is necessary to separate the smaller parts, you fortunately chopped last evening, in case the whole stack got frozen solid.

*

In half an hour the fire is roaring in the old hearth and the temperature inside the house starts raising. But you find out that it’s not enough, besides it raises too slow. Rarity’s pulse is elusively thin and her breath is barely audible. She will turn into an icicle, if you both don’t invent something effective.

“Think, damn you, think!” you rub your face with your hands. Fluttershy holds Rarity in her embrace, lying next to her, and watches you with concern.

“Look, we can’t use water to warm her,” you turn to the girls. “It’ll either take her heat rather, or burn her skin faster than warm her. It’s warm for us here, but obviously not enough to change her condition.”

“And I can’t force it heating faster anyway,” you almost sigh. “Besides we have a limited amount of fire wood, still we absolutely need to hold till tomorrow.”

“Luna must come tomorrow,” you think about her, as about a savior. She can teleport with Rarity instantly, and you both can easily get home then. But the main task remains – Rarity must hold till that moment at any cost.

“Then there is only one way,” Fluttershy releases Rarity and sits on the bed. “It must work.”

You look at your love fixedly. Perhaps you know, what she is talking about, but this is… Well, it seems you both… you three have no choice.

Fluttershy approaches and starts undressing you.

“Please,” she whispers in your ear. “Do it for me, if you can’t do it for Rarity. She is my best friend… and…”

You both know, what she implies. For a moment Sweetie Belle’s eyes full of tears appear in your inner sight, to make you drop your hesitation. The quick, yet passionate kiss seals the decision.

You free Rarity from her ski suit as cautiously as possible, minding her broken leg, and snuggle her small, compared to you, frame into your naked body. Shiver comes down your spine, so cold she still is.

You sit on the edge of the bed, holding Rarity in front of you and placing her legs in natural manner to keep the broken one intact. Fluttershy gets rid of her clothes and sits behind you, snuggling into you in her turn and wrapping you all in her wings first and then in a thick blanket. Grandfather clock ticking, counting time you spend in your tight cocoon.

*

A couple of hours passes and you feel that Rarity’s pulse and breathing become more even and strong… but she is still unconscious and cold. Your body, warmed from behind by Fluttershy, loses heat on the other side and your chest is seemingly of the same temperature as Rarity now.

“It’s not enough, I’m afraid,” you slightly turn your head and whisper to Fluttershy. “I’m not sure, if I give her heat or take it away now.”

“So we need to heat you up, my love,” your heart skips a beat, when soft lips touch your ear and Fluttershy coos. “Give me a minute, I’ll come up with something…”

She gets off the bed and stands in front of you with her hands on her hips, biting her lower lip. The whole pose is involuntary, she is simply thinking. But you can’t hold yourself from eyeing her gracious figure, long fit legs, silky hips, flat stomach, big high breasts, tender hands. You raise your glance at her face and feel that you are ready to do absolutely anything for that amazing princess of yours.

Her luxurious pink hair cover her shoulders and fall on her breasts, curling around her nipples, which become hard in the cooler air. Her tail wraps around her muscular leg and the contrast of her hair and tanned skin makes you mouth almost watering of the desire to kiss her legs. At that moment your hottest wish is to run your tongue all over them from the toes to the inner thighs, make her shiver and beg for your caresses, kiss her Venus hill which is also decorated by perfectly trimmed pink fluff. No wonder that your body responds already and starts heating, you feel your manhood naturally waking and raising.

Fluttershy shakes her hair, coming to some decision, and you become instantly enveloped in the sweet flower and honey aroma. She then kneels to you and spreads your legs. An electric discharge of million volts runs through your body, when her tender fingers touch your member, stroke your inner thighs, play with your balls. She puts one hand under your scrotum, warming it and gently stroking, another glorious palm works on your shaft, pumping it, running the tips of her fingers around the head.

Naturally, after a minute of feeling like being caressed by a pack of hot butterflies, you are hard as a wolfram rod and hot as an oven. Now it goes without saying that you are giving heat to Rarity and you can see the difference.

“Can you lay down on the bed?” asks Fluttershy hoarsely.

You look down at her and notice that she squeezes her thighs tight, she is excited not less than you are, as two flaming pink spots on her cheeks tell.

Laying on the bed calls for readjusting Rarity’s position not to affect her traumatized leg and you are to stand first. Fluttershy watches your pride fixedly and you can notice how she involuntarily gulps. Her hand is between her thighs now and her self-control is twice thinner than a few minutes ago.

“I want you,” breathes out Fluttershy, running her hand up your leg and slightly pushing you to the bed.

You pull Rarity up slightly, her nose snuggles into your neck tickling you with her breath, and lay down on the bed, holding her tighter.

The first touch of hot silky lips on the head is striking and tears a low lusty moan from your mouth. Fluttershy giggles quietly as she continues kissing your shaft, your scrotum, your inner thighs, making your sword wobble from tension and become even harder, if that is possible.

The first touch of her tongue makes your whole body twitch and your grip around Rarity tightens. Telling yourself that you must be careful with her, you drown in the bliss of Fluttershy’s caresses, while she is working on you as on her favourite ice-cream, teasing, prolonging the pleasure.

Her tongue plays on your shaft, curling around, dancing, and the contrast between cooler air and Fluttershy’s burning hot breath makes you flutter so hard, that she needs to place both hands on your thighs to fix you in place. Her excitement relays to you, as you feel how her fingers tighten the grasp rhythmically in pace with her tongue and lips.

At the moment she can’t hold herself any longer, Fluttershy takes your entire length in her mouth with a lusty moan, which becomes muffled as you fill her. She moves her head up and down, while her tongue continues dancing around your shaft, now wrapping around it, squeezing and almost milking it.

This makes you pant and tremble, involuntarily arcing up and snuggling tighter into Rarity. Your hands stroke her coat and hair instinctively, caressing her shoulders, back and sides. You find strength to raise your head between Flutteshy’s fierce thrusts and throw a quick glance on her.

“I love you, my princess,” you breathe out faintly.

She makes a pause to grant you with a loving smile… and nods, silently allowing you to continue, what you’re doing.

When you run your fingers through Rarity’s lush mane, massaging her head, and your other hand reaches her butt and squeezes it gently, with a weak sigh Rarity wakes from her faint. Her eyes are still half closed and she nuzzles your neck, enjoying the smell of your hair, like if she is still half asleep, seemingly in a very pleasant dream.

You don’t know, if this miracle is magical or simply bio-electric, but apparently it works – Rarity’s body temperature is now much closer to a living pony than an icicle. Thanks Fluttershy, to say without false modesty, your goddess! It’s awfully hard to hold any coherent thought in your head now, when she starts eagerly deepthroating you. Your mind dissolves in the bliss, causing much louder moans and fluttering.

Rarity finally wakes up completely, only to find herself tightly snuggled into your entirely naked body, your hands stroking her coat and mane. With widening eyes she watches you, arcing under her and panting heavily.

“Am I dead and in my personal paradise?” she whispers.

“No! Thanks Celestia… and even more, thanks Fluttershy, you’re alive,” you half moan, half whimper, feeling as Fluttershy’s head bobs faster and faster over your dick. “And that’s me in my parada-a-a-a-AHHH!!!”

Rarity raises a little, resting her fore hooves on your chest, and looks back over her shoulder. With the last remnants of self-control you notice, how her eyes dilate, as their with Fluttershy glances meet. Rarity’s cheeks become carrot red, but that’s rather the colour of excitement, as it spreads to her neck and then her chest almost instantly. She doesn’t lose time and wraps her fore legs around your neck, pressing her lips to yours, rushing her tongue into your mouth and sharing your heavy breath and moans. You grasp her buttcheeks and squeeze them quite hard, making her squeak and press herself into you tighter.

Fluttershy is now a hurricane, her tongue and lips literally milk your dick and you can feel her hot breath on your stomach, when she takes you in on full length. Your fingers reach Rarity’s marehood, feeling how noticeably hot, swollen and wet it becomes. Hardening even more you finally explode and shoot your long built load one round after another in Fluttershy’s hot craving mouth.

“Oh, FLUTTERSH-A-A-A-A-AHH!!!”

Perhaps your shout, rolling through the lodge and out, can cause another avalanche, but at the very moment you couldn’t give less buck.

Squeezing the last drips from you, Fluttershy gets on the bed, joining you and Rarity. You both watch how she demonstratively swallows your load and wipes a few drops from her lower lip, she then licks her fingers, looking directly into your eyes.

An excited whimper becomes muffled when Fluttershy covers Rarity’s lips with her own and grants her a sensual kiss. Then both girls try to kiss you at the same time, making it a small mess and a tongue struggle. Fluttershy giggles and hugs you both, covering with her wing. When she presses into you, wrapping her legs around your hips, you feel how hot and wet she is down there, besides bright pink is not the natural colour of her skin.

“I’m sorry, my love,” you rub your nose against hers. “Give me a few minutes, OK?”

“All my time is yours,” she smiles and her hot palm lays on your sword, helping it to become “unsheathed and ready for battle” again.

You realize that all this time your hands are gently stroking Rarity’s flower, making her coo and excitedly nuzzle you already. You’re unsure, if you should continue, but Rarity slightly bites your shoulder and breathes out.

“Just don’t stop it, I’m begging you!”

“Oh… if you don’t mind, of course, darling… Squee!” she glances at Fluttershy and red spots appear on her white cheeks again.

“Not at all!” smirks Fluttershy, resting her head on your shoulder. “I’m totally fine about a little sharing with my best friend today…”

“Don’t stop,” she barely whispers in your ear. “She needs it. We both want her to get well.”

Another weak moan leaves Rarity’s mouth, yet she raises her head to reach Fluttershy and kiss her. Then Rarity’s eyes widen, she remembers.

“Oh, dear!” she mutters, trembling. “Guys, what happened? I mean, after the avalanche got us… I can’t remember.”

“No wonder!” you gently stroke her head, when she puts it on your chest again, apparently she is too weak yet. “You spent more than half an hour under the snow, before we could find and get you out.”

You briefly tell her everything about the avalanche, snow captivity, how Fluttershy dug you out and you both searched for Rarity, how you were to warm her with your bodies, when nothing else helped. Everything.

“You have your leg broken, Rarity,” you finish your story. “So be careful please. Can you feel it?”

“I feel it and it aches a little, but nothing like a broken bone I suppose,” answers Rarity surprisingly.

“You should thank Fluttershy for that,” you gently squeeze your fiancée’s hip, making her coo something lusty in your ear. “Personally I would be able to rig up a splint only and it would ache much worse.”

“And please avoid using polymorph magic for now,” you warn Rarity, who spreads on you like a soft blanket, kissing your neck and rubbing her cheek against yours. “It may provide only problems as your leg is fixated and any position or size change is unwelcome.”

“So our biggest problem for now is to keep us warm till the morning,” you continue massaging Rarity, while you talk, and a hot drop falls on your stomach at the same moment as Rarity gives out a little squeak. Her heart beats faster now and she definitely stops freezing.

“I think, we managed to solve that little problem quite effectively,” murmurs Fluttershy with a sly smile, stroking you again and watching your reaction.

She gets up to add firewood to the hearth and finds you gotten entirely on the bed and ready for action, when she returns.

“Excellent!” Fluttershy breathes out, throwing a glance of half-lidded eyes over the promising perspective.

Without further hesitation she mounts you and squeezes your sides with her knees. She lowers herself slowly, letting the head touch her labia, but she doesn’t hurry to let it in. It is a special pleasure for her to tease you, rubbing her flower on your sword, stimulating both its head and her clit, looking you in the eyes, catching each moment of them filling with lust instead of meaningfulness.

With a groan you bend, trying to reach her, to get inside, her hot juices are dripping on your cock, driving you insane. But she catches you upon your plan and backs up slightly, still teasing, raising one eyebrow and shaking head.

“Aaaha! Not yet!” she says with a sly smile, licking her lips and winking to you. Apparently this is her little sweet revenge for the first time being for you only. But this only makes your erection steel hard.

Meanwhile Rarity covers your neck and shoulders with her wet passionate kisses. You can’t be sure, but perhaps she has left one or two sucks already. Smirking inwardly you run your fingernails down her back, just barely touching her skin and making her flutter really hard in your hands.

Finally Fluttershy remembers that she is the Princess of Kindness, presumably, and it’s about time to show some mercy. With one slow glorious move she impales herself on full length of your shaft, letting out a long happy moan.

You raise on your elbows slightly, not to drop Rarity on the bed, and watch how your marefriend sends hot waves of pleasure through your body one by one with each move of her amazing hips. She is almost on the edge, but prefers to keep her eyes open and look into yours, fixedly, confidently, even dominantly. Obviously she is enjoying each second of her ride, feeling herself in charge and giving you an excellent view of herself burning from pleasure.

Perhaps this is not enough for her, as she reaches Rarity’s lower back and butt with her fingernails and starts gently scratching her, teasing, making Rarity instantly lose breath, put her fore hooves onto your chest and bend wildly. Fluttershy strokes Rarity’s marehood, tenderly rubbing her swollen pussy, and presses a finger against her cherry, making Rarity roll her eyes and let out a high girly scream of sheer lust.

It’s too much for you to part in that passively and you raise to sit on the bed, leaning on one hand and holding Rarity with another, trying to help your princess thrusting against her. Immediately Rarity wraps all her healthy legs around you and rests her head on your shoulder, panting and squeaking, as Fluttershy fingers her intensively, while speeding on your dick.

Fluttershy’s eyes almost roll up and she reaches her hand to grab the back of your head to keep balance. She spreads her wings, bumping down a chair and laughing at her sudden clumsiness. Her thrusts resemble a jackhammer now and with almost a roar she finishes, splashing a hot load of her love juices on your stomach and crotch. She leans to you to place a long passionate kiss, not pressing to tight, remembering there is still Rarity between your hot sweaty larger bodies.

“Now it’s your turn, dear!” she whispers in Rarity’s ear, releasing you and dropping on the bed.

You still haven’t finished, naturally releasing the excessive tension at the first time, you are ready to endure much more than that. Besides being passive is not your game to be honest.

“OK,” you think. “If Shy doesn’t mind, then it seems Rarity will finally get, what she wanted all the time.”

“I’m afraid, darling, I can’t do much at the moment,” Rarity looks into your eyes apologetically. “With that leg… and I think I’m still too weak for action.”

“Don’t worry,” you smile and kiss Rarity’s nose. “I won’t let you unsatisfied, just because you can’t help me much.”

You put your hand on Fluttershy’s stomach, feeling as her muscles contract under your touch. It seems your girl is capable of more as well.

Indeed, she sits on the edge of the bed to watch her show, when you raise and lift Rarity, holding her in your hands. Rarity wraps her hooves around your neck and looks into your eyes with love and trust, it is now obvious that she waited long for a moment like that.

“Just be gentle,” she whispers in your ear, licking it slightly. “You’re too big for me, darling!”

You nod then remind her to avoid transformation, in case she forgets in bliss or wants to accommodate better. Slowly you push your cock, swollen and wobbling from excitement, still covered in Fluttershy’s vaginal juices, into Rarity’s craving pussy. She is tight and hot and Rarity weakly squeaks from your size, despite you’re being overly attentive. But that’s an surprised exclamation, not painful.

As she can mostly hold on you, not do anything actively, you practically “skewer” her on your sword, slowly, gently, going only halfway deep. She moans excitedly with each thrust, biting her lower lip not to scream loud in a totally non-ladylike manner. Her cheeks are flaming already and the reddening spreads on her neck and chest quickly.

Meanwhile Fluttershy sits on the edge of the bed, her legs are spread and her hand is fluttering over her marvelous rose, trying to sync with the rhythm of you two. She watches you, breathing heavily and licking her lips which suddenly became very hot and dry. This image in return arouse you both.

“I think I’m ready,” pants Rarity in your ear, putting her head on your shoulder and closing her eyes in anticipation. You can feel that she relaxed noticeably, so does her vagina, straightening, readying to accommodate.

You start slower deeper thrusts, causing more panting and moans. Suddenly Rarity covers your mouth with her lips and catches you off guard, pushing her tongue inside and conquering you entirely. She squeezes you tightly and pushes herself on full length of your shaft. Her happy moan comes muffled, as she keeps kissing you, rolling her tongue in your mouth. Her inner muscles hold you, sending waves of soft, hot, wet pleasure as they contract around your cock.

Soon the full harmony is reached, as Rarity gets used to your size and ready for intense action.

“I want you, darling!” she coos, rubbing her hoof against your chest, as you keep impaling her slowly and teasingly. “Take me harder and faster, I need you!”

“As you wish, milady!” you smirk and start the race. At the moment you still can control yourself, but something tells you this won’t last long, as Rarity squeezes you inside consciously and intensively. She compensates her forced immobilization by her vaginal muscles magic and you feel how heat slowly but inevitably spreads on your stomach and thighs.

A quick glance to the bed shows you, Fluttershy watching you with dilated eyes. She bites her lips, one hand is working on her flower another squeezes her breast, rubbing the nipple. She is almost there, trembling, panting and moaning through clenched teeth, her pupils start floating as she loses control.

“I want you to cum inside me!” breathes Rarity out in between of thrusts. You speed up, making her roll her eyes and lean back, holding on your shoulders. Her small white body burns and her inner walls tighten their grip around your shaft in fast convulsions till you blast your load, which is much bigger this time, filling her with your semen. A squeak from the bed tells you that Fluttershy finishes almost in time with you both.

You sit on the bed next to your princess, catching your breath and holding suddenly becoming limp and heavy Rarity. She rests on your chest, weakly stroking you with her hoof, while you and Fluttershy are gently kissing.

After a few minutes Fluttershy crawls on the bed on all four, granting you an amazing view of her rear, while she bends and stretches like a big cat. She gets under the blanket and you kneel on the bed and accurately put Rarity, who is almost sleeping already, next to Shy.

“Have a rest you both and keep warm,” you cover them both carefully to preserve the heat.

“Where… are you going?” asks Rarity in a sleepy voice, while Fluttershy asks the same just with her eyes, hugging Rarity and getting her closer.

“I’ll check around the house,” you tell both girls. “Maybe I can pick off more logs from the pile. I’ll be right back, don’t worry.”

You quickly dress and take the axe, exiting the lodge and closing the door shut. You just need to try, the fire won’t burn eternally without fuel, but you need to keep the temperature till morning… or a little longer, if the help comes late. You can’t travel with Rarity, as you can’t keep her warm outside. She must transform not, but the human clothes aren’t made for a pony body. Neither of you can simply teleport home, let alone with somepony else. And you’re still very tight on firewood.

Fifteen minutes of fiddling an axe in snow result in a couple more logs available for usage. That’s not good and now your work tinted with worrying. Oh, well, buck it! It’s too cold here, you tell yourself that you’ll try in the morning, when Tia raises the Sun. You could probably try to reach Luna, but you doubt you can master enough concentration at the moment. Anyway you return to the house with the axe and your “loot”, putting the logs closer to the hearth to let them dry a little.

When you undress and start crawling under the blanket, the girls separate from their embrace and welcome you amidst. A pair of sleepy hands and a pair of sleepy fore legs wrap around you, while Fluttershy and Rarity snuggle tighter into you. After a couple of minutes only the even breath of you three and the crackling of the fire in the hearth breach the silence of the old hunting lodge.

*

You have no idea how much time passed, but when you wake, it’s still dark outside. There is faint red light in the room given by almost extinguished hearth, but that is not what wakes you. You feel the soft kiss on your cheek and the hand on your chest and… there is no blanket over you.

“Shhhh! Quiet,” whispers Fluttershy in your ear with a soft giggle. “I think she is still sleeping.”

Then you get fully awake and realize that your reflexes got the best of yourself, your manhood is again proudly erect and Rarity is riding you slowly and gently… while being completely asleep. Your eyes dilate and you bite your thumb not to snort or say something.

As you suspected you couldn’t reach Luna and now it is next to impossible. You hope that nothing prevents her from coming in time, while feeling how your arousal inevitably builds up with each movement of Rarity up and down your shaft.

Fluttershy giggles again and raises on her elbow, leaning to you and uniting her lips with yours. You put your hand between her thighs, gently caressing her sweet spot. Then next half an hour passes by in that gentle slow passionate dance. Amazingly Rarity doesn’t wake, even when Fluttershy moans quite audibly and finishes, squeezing your fingers inside. This makes her somehow reach the release faster, but she still doesn’t wake, when her pussy contracts around your cock, which pumps another load into her.

When she quiets down, you gently catch her in your hands, helping her to lay down between you and your princess. Rarity needs to be warmed after her… “sleepwalking” exercises. Snuggling together you travel to the land of dreams again.

*

Next time you wake, it’s morning already. You get out of the bed and stretch, making your blood run faster. You check the girls, both are sleeping, hugging each other. The sun is already shining through the old house windows and the first rays reach the bed. Rarity frowns, when one especially playful ray starts tickling her nose. She turns away from the light and snuggles deeper into Fluttershy’s hair.

Fluttershy’s horn glows and she pulls the blanket higher on Rarity, covering her better. Apparently your princess holds everything under control even through sleep. You smile, watching the girls for a while, then get to the hearth. After perhaps ten minutes of struggling and quietly cursing yourself for forgetting to add firewood, when you woke the first time, the fire is burning again sending the wave of heat into slightly cooled room.

Feeling thirsty you turn to the table to take a jar of water and fill yourself a glass. The clink-clank of the glass and the gurgling of pouring water can’t muffle the quiet creak of the front door. With a cloud of frosty air somepony enters the lodge behind your back. Your naked back, moreover your completely naked self.

But you don’t give a buck! First, because when your girls sleeping near, you’re ready to kick anypony’s ass trying to sneak in; and second, because…

The familiar aroma of lavender reaches your nostrils and you feel yourself enveloped in lush dark blue hair, when the newcomer snuggles herself into your back. Two delicately shaped gloves drop on the table and two hot palms lay on your bare chest.

“Good morning, mine lief!” the sound of that voice makes your heart jump. “Forsooth lest I late to the most excit'ment.”

Wide smile lightens your face brighter than the morning sun from the window. You know that now everything is going to be alright!