A Night Under a Star
Under normal circumstances, Deep Note seemed to be a Pegasus like any other. Standard build in all regards, vibrant green coat, a gold mane and tail that was just the right length for whipping about, sky blue eyes and a cutie mark of a bass clef. His talent was one he embraced with a passion though, playing bass guitar in a band big enough to play across Equestria. Tonight was not normal circumstances, playing in an open air stadium in front of an audience of thousands, holding a guitar in his hooves while his wingtips played the notes with trained precision. Tonight was perfect circumstances.
The air itself seemed to roar as the crowds shouted their approval. This was the part Deep Note lived for when he was up on stage, the deafening rush as he struck the final notes, adrenaline coursing through him as the audience cheered louder than ever. His ears rang slightly as he adjusted his bass guitar and checked it for wear while the lead singer gave a last shout out to the crowd. Satisfied that everything was in order, he stood up and gave a wave to the crowd before heading offstage with the others. Just because he'd finished playing didn't mean things didn't get any better though. Manehatten performances were always Deep's favourites, between the passionate audiences, city arenas, fantastic reception and...The help.
Most of the backstage staff, either arena staff or locals volunteering as roadies, were quick to give the band a round of applause as they approached. Already there were a number of ponies from the audience gathering near the public exit where those performing typically left if they wanted to chat with their fans, sign autographs or possibly find a mare or stallion who'd be interested in something more. While the other band members were quick to soak up the attention and gather a crowd of their own, Deep kept moving through the backstage area until he found who he was looking for. A chestnut brown earth mare with a yellow mane done into a ponytail, excited light blue eyes, cutie mark of an apple seed in mid-sprouting and a good head of height on her. She was actually five inches taller than his average build. Still, she was actually his single favourite thing in the city, that happy little whinny she gave when she saw him coming being just one of those reasons.
"Enjoy the show, Little Hayseed?" Deep Note asked as he came up to her, offering a hoofbump that she eagerly returned. No matter how many times she heard him as well, there was always something about his Marebourne accent that only compounded her excitement.
"As always." She replied quickly, tail flicking in excitement. Deep couldn't blame her, this was the first part of a fun little routine they had whenever he played in Manehatten.
"Good, had to give a performance that got us both a little worked up," He commented as she leaned her head down, enough for her to whisper in her ear. "Highline Plaza Hotel, room 406, give me about an hour."
Hayseed nodded and Deep made his way past her, slowly rubbing a wing against her side and gently flicking his tail along her chest as he did so. A quick look back as he made his way out confirmed that she was rooted in place, blushing furiously at his little motions. He capped it off with a quick wink before heading for a more private exit, positive she saw her hike her tail on instinct as he did.
If somepony had asked Deep Note if he thought this would be part of making it big as a bass guitarist five years ago, he wouldn't have known how to respond. Part of him still wasn't sure how this had happened at all. After his first major performance in Manehatten he'd been approached by Little Hayseed, just another face in the crowd at the time. They had talked after it turned out she was specifically a fan of his rather than the band and she had ultimately come out with an offer for him.
As much as it did unsettle him to think about now, he'd taken it because at the time it had helped him feel like a proper rock star and if he'd have the memory if things didn't work out for him. Then as his band got bigger, she had kept appearing, always cheering for him over anypony else and getting to know him better afterwards. By this point it was basically a part of the gig, giving Hayseed a chance to meet one of her idols up close and giving her a chance to give Deep a congratulation prize, or consolation depending on how well the performance went.
That was another reason he tended to get a basic single room in hotels, less cleaning costs. He hadn't even sprung for a minibar this time.
The sound of a knock on the room's door shook his attention from his thoughts and the magazine in his hooves. He quickly got up and placed the magazine down on a bedside table before heading over to the door, wings fluttering in excitement. He opened it up and grinned at the sight of Little Hayseed waiting for him. Deep immediately stepped aside and let her in, shutting the door behind her.
"Just want to say, you were amazing out there tonight." Hayseed said as she trotted over to the bed. Deep simply nodded his thanks as he shut the door and moved to join her. They both knew she wasn't just here to talk praise.
The real reason tied into the fact he'd got a room with a double bed.
Hayseed lowered her head in time with Deep raising his and their lips met, sending sparks running through both of them. This was the epitome of their meetings. They had long agreed that a relationship wouldn't work out with him constantly touring Equestria and her just a farmhoof that lived just outside the city, but they liked each other in every way and spending a night together every time he was in Manehatten was perfect. Passionate and fulfilling but infrequent enough to remain desirable.
There was still a spark of something more underneath it all, something they both knew they may act on one day. For now though, they were content with this.
As the seconds passed their kisses became more intimate, Deep Note holding a hoof on the back of Little Hayseed's neck to keep her close. He could feel her stroking one of her own hooves along the right side of his neck, up onto his back and down his spine. The feeling amplified the sparks running throughout his nerves, little jolts of pleasure coursing through his brain, back and groin. Without even thinking about it his wings slid open and he arched his back, a silent invite, a plead for her to continue her delicate hoofwork. Right now he was putty in her hooves and they both knew it. She simply brought her other hoof to his chest and carefully moved him over to the bed proper, never breaking the kiss for a moment.
As she began to press him back against the bed, she slowly pulled her head back from his, giving a low moan as their kiss broke. The hoof on Deep's back ceased it's movements and instead braced itself there as the one on his chest lifted him up, using her significant strength to shift him onto his back and lay him down on the bed. She got to dictate the initial pace of their time together and right now, she wanted to save most of the cuddly stuff for later. Especially now that he was lying back in bliss, rear legs spread wide open to show off her prize.
Deep's shaft was already emerging from its sheath, that familiar length of pink mottled with grey currently at half-mast. Sitting just below were his hefty balls, filled to the point that his green fur was having a hard time covering them completely. If Hayseed had to guess, she'd say they were the size of apples, rather large apples. Now it was her turn to move without thinking, bringing her muzzle down to his stuffed nutsack and nosing at its contents, letting his virile musk flood her senses. Hearing Deep drop his head back and give a small, prolonged moan was the final signal she needed and her tongue came out, giving a slow lick along the width of his balls.
Feeling that slight tautness in the skin covering them, the knowledge that their contents were all for her alone, that he managed to save it all for this moment...Her arousal was building up even faster than his. After a few inquisitive noses and licks she moved her head down slightly and brought her tongue to his tailhole, bringing it round the ring of muscle even as it quivered and clenched in excitement. Rimming was something many ponies would blanch at but she didn't have much problem with it after accidently discovering his kink. Deep kept himself clean back there and got off on the attention, even now he'd stretched out further and was giving regular moans as his left hind leg twitched happily.
Much as she was alright with it, she couldn't tease for long in her current mood. Hayseed withdrew her tongue and shifted back up Deep's body, taking in his full erection. One foot long and three inches thick. Sizeable for a stallion, perfect for her. She quickly pressed her tongue between her teeth before bringing it out again in a gesture of ensuring it was clean, then gave a full lick up the underside of his cock. Deep's whole body tensed up as she pressed her tongue slightly firmer against him, another low, primal moan coaxed from him as she stopped at the flare. A quick shift in her movement and she started taking him into her muzzle, doing the motion in reverse until she had up to the medial ring in her mouth.
"Oohhhh, sweet Celestia!" Deep panted, hips trembling as he fought the urge to thrust up. Hayseed's tongue was curling round his cock as she gently bobbed her head up and down, her touch like an angels' caress against his most sensitive nerves and steadily sliding further down. He'd already been pretty pent up from months of waiting and her previous attention, his peak was approaching rapidly with her current mouthwork.
After just a few minutes he grunted loudly and tapped one of his hindhooves against Hayseed's side as a warning. She took the hint and moved her muzzle up until just his flare was inside her mouth, her eyes going up to watch his reaction. Deep tensed more as he felt all his pleasure gathering in his loins, rising up through his shaft until he couldn't hold it any longer. The dam inside him broke and he bucked his hips up as unloaded the first shot of his cum straight into her waiting maw.
Hayseed couldn't help but moan herself as she felt that thick, salty load hit her tongue and she started swallowing, savouring every last drop. The second shot followed quickly, then the third, each as thick as the last. She knew just from that that he hadn't wanked himself off even once since their last meeting, the thought reminding her to move onto just what he liked for this bit. She closed her eyes and pulled her head back just in time for his fourth spurt to be let loose, a long string of cum splashing up her muzzle and into her mane. As his weaker fifth and sixth loads followed up she tilted her head to make sure each one landed on a different part of her muzzle, getting herself completely marked by the time his load ran dry.
"Mmmm, thank you," She murred as she licked a few stray drops away from around her mouth. When no response came she stood up to see that Deep was laid flat out and panting hard. "Awww sweetie, was that a good one?"
"Torso, front legs, back of my neck." Deep replied between pants, making her blush more. Parts of his body briefly went numb after a particularly intense orgasm and this was one of the biggest reactions she could remember.
"Do you need a minute?"
Deep nodded, steadily getting his breathing under control as Hayseed clambered up onto the bed and rested next to him, resting a hoof on his chest. Much as she loved the sexual stuff with her smaller green pegasus, time spent simply enjoying each others' company was even better. For a few minutes they lay in silence, listening to the muted sounds of Manehatten's nightlife that went on just outside their window. Eventually Deep stirred slightly and wrapped his wing around Hayseed's back, cuddling her a little closer and nuzzling under her chin. A soft kiss to her throat told her that he was ready to go when she was.
"So, little guy, did you have anything special in mind for the main event?" She asked, adjusting her head as she tried and failed to keep a dollop of cum from dropping onto the pillow next to him.
"Actually, I was thinking we could play 'heat'." Deep replied, a full body shiver and soft moan from his partner telling him all he needed to know.
"The usual position?"
"Mmmhmm, easier to give you a little thanks in return before the main event." Deep pressed a little closer, bringing a hoof up and slowly tracing it along her chest and down to her stomach, blushing softly as he held it there.
After another minute of closeness, Deep finally broke the contact and got up, kissing Hayseed's nose as he did so. As he stretched out and got off the bed, she finally wiped away any of his seed left on her face and undid her ponytail, letting her mane fall down around her shoulders. With that done she rolled onto her front, leaving her back legs hanging off the end of the bed. It was still comfortable, her larger stature meant she was tall enough to reach the floor with her back hooves. Plus it was a lot easier for Deep to do anything he fancied without having to work around the size difference.
Once he'd got enough feeling back into his system, Deep turned and stroked a hoof along Hayseed's tail. A quick flick lifted it up and out of the way, moving in for a better look. He'd seen her pussy up close a dozen times, that smooth and soaking wet slit showing just how much she missed him, but it never got any less enticing. Now it was his turn to bring his tongue out and give her a long slow lick, lapping up any of her sweet nectar that still clung to her. The way she hiked her tail more and let out a longing moan was music to his ears, adding the taste and feel was just pure heaven.
"Ohhh, I've missed your touch." Hayseed moaned, her voice filled with longing.
"Almost as much as I've missed you," Deep replied between licks. Though he could only pick up her regular scent, now was as good a time as any to get into the act. "I love a mare in heat."
"D-does this mean tonight's the night?" She asked, breath hitching slightly. It was impressive just how quickly she could get into any roleplay they desired.
"Yep, tonight you get to be mounted, filled and ready to carry our foals."
Hayseed gave an eager whinny and spread her legs further, looking back pleadingly. Deep raised his head enough to see it and grinned, licking his lips before going back down and giving her another lick. Now that he was the one in control, he had no intention of going as easy as she had, even though he was already hard again. For several minutes the only sounds coming from either of them were her deeply aroused moans and the occasional slurp as he probed a little deeper, his tongue parting her marehood and getting better access to her depths. His hooves went to her cutie marks and held on, pressing and rubbing them gently. Hayseed actually went limp for a moment from the combined feelings before giving a quiet moan.
"Too much?" Deep asked as he moved himself back up the bed to check on her.
"Close to..." She panted before looking back at him with a mix of affection and longing. "Please, don't tease when I'm so close to the dream."
"Alright hun. I want to see you become a momma too after all." Deep kissed between her ears and gently wrapped his front legs around her chest, grinding his groin against her ass as he tried to line himself up.
"R-really? You want to see me with a swollen belly full of foal? Our little one shifting and kicking about as you feel over my tight middle. My teats loaded and heavy with milk for both you and them to enjoy."
"The fullest." He whispered in her ear, unable to hide a moan of desire at the thought.
"Oh, by Luna I want that too!" Hayseed panted, wiggling her rear underneath him in an effort to speed up his search.
"To know that soon you'll be lying there with me still embedded deep in you," Deep teased, managing to get his flare in line with her opening and pressing in slowly. "My still substantial load of life-giving seed planted in your fertile womb."
"Yessss." She moaned, lifting her rear more for him.
"That as the months pass you'll know that you're carrying my foal, maybe twins if we're lucky. Steadily growing bigger, making you even fuller and more beautiful as they do. Three months, then seven, then eleven. All the while looking more and more the picture of maternal perfection until you have no choice but to-"
"Fuck me," She interrupted, pressing back again him with lust in her voice. "Now."
Deep blushed at her intensity before grinning and thrusting. His shaft went about halfway in at the first thrust, stopping just short of the medial ring, before pulling back slightly and going for another thrust, slipping it in with a wet pop. Hayseed threw her head back at the feeling and gave a strangled gasp at the rush of that familiar lance of his pushing into her after so long. It was a snug fit under normal circumstances but her current sheer arousal was more than enough lubrication for him to work with.
Each thrust came a little quicker than the last, Deep Note's hips pushing forward and back as if on autopilot. As he rode Hayseed with the vigour that only a horny stallion could produce his cock sank a little deeper into her, driving to take himself all the way to the hilt. Grunts and moans were all that escaped either of their voices by now as they simply let their primal desires run wild. For months they had had to keep themselves restrained, only able to see this moment in their dreams as they waited for the next moment where they could spend a precious day together. Now, physically joined and in the throes of their bond, neither was holding anything back.
Before they could even get their hips together, Little Hayseed gave a loud cry of ecstasy and tensed up as she hit her climax. Deep felt the effects instantaneously, her slick depths clamping around his cock like an oiled vice, a mere hint of the euphoria she was experiencing. He barely slowed down, subtly adjusting his thrusts to draw his own endurance out for as long as he could. As soon as she finished riding it out he picked up the pace again, finally managing to push himself in the whole way, holding it in place to savour the moment.
"Ooohhhhh, you're really determined to get me pregnant aren't you?" She teased softly, pushing her head up to boop his chin with her nose.
"Y-you know I can't resist it." He panted in response, clinging on a little tighter.
"Don't stop then. Give me everything, unload every drop you have. Make sure I'm bred so well it's impossible for me not to end up with foal."
Any inhibition left within Deep Note's mind evaporated with those words.
His thrusts hit a new peak as he slammed firmly into Little Hayseed once again. His hips were a slight blur as he focused every last ounce of strength and energy into giving his mate what they both desired. Time had no meaning at this point, all that mattered was the steadily rising sensation in his still loaded balls and rock hard cock, and how long he could make it last before fulfilling their wishes. His breathing became erratic as he kept pushing himself deep and fast, just about able to hear the mare beneath him panting his name as she hit a second orgasm. The return of the extra tightness brought that familiar pressure back to the point that he knew he couldn't hold back anymore.
One last thrust pushed himself in to the his physical limit before he hit the peak and his vision went white, his orgasm momentarily enough to cause a sensory overload. He could only keep holding on to her, feeling each fresh, thick shot of cum unload deep into his lover. After at least nine more thrusts he felt his load run dry and slumped forward onto the larger mare's back, completely exhausted. He could feel her shifting forward to lie on the bed properly and shifting onto her left side, slow and careful to make sure he stayed pressed up to her.
"Wh...Was..." Deep panted, slowly shifting one of his hooves from around her chest and down to her stomach, resting it over her womb.
"Yes, it was perfect," Hayseed replied softly, placing one of her hooves with his and smiling warmly. "You can't see anything but...I feel so full, packed to the brim with your potent seed. It'll have done it's job, I'll be carrying our foal in just a few hours."
"Good." He finished with a soft murr, snuggling closer.
"Deep, can I ask you something?" She paused as she waited for a response, only to be met with silence. A look over her shoulder showed that he had already drifted into an exhausted sleep. She couldn't blame him though, not after the incredible efforts he'd put in today with both performing on stage for an hour and performing just for her. It didn't bother her though, his band usually took a full day to recover for their performances and get back together, time they could spend together in any way they desired once he was awake. She simply smiled and relaxed in his hold, absent mindedly rubbing her belly and humming a lullaby to herself until the lure of sleep came and carried her to join in him in the dream realm.
