Johnny Bravo in Equestria - RGRE

"Johnny, take a seat."

You smile warmly as you watch him stride towards the beanbag chair, always full of confidence, grace, poise, "Hey wasn't this a different colour yesterday?"

You stumble over yourself. "Oh, ha ha, yes, uh, I just fancied a new one is all, I think this one goes much nicer with the aesthetics of the room don't you think?"

You crack a grin as you conclude your perfect explanation. You absolutely did not ruin the last one making a clay mould of the big round bubble flank imprint he left behind. You definitely didn't marvel at the imprints of what must be two massive testes sat down between his shapely legs.

What kind of heavy duty ball bra must he be wearing down there? You shake your head side to side. No! Mustn't space out again and keep wasting these golden opportunities. Spike even helped you make a few revisions to your original, quite frankly, very hopeful list.

"Okay Johnny, first of all, and this only extends to when you're being taught so I'm able to concentrate, for the love of all that is holy please do not restrain yourself outside of class time... But, no posing or taking off articles of clothing okay?"

"Hmm, that's quite the tall order short stuff..."

Hmph, you're a whole two inches taller than the average pony thank you very much. Well, you are basically a dwarf as an allicorn...

"But just for you lil missy, though it pains me to deprive the world of my illustrious bod, I'll do it."

He smiles to you. Just for you. You can't help but smile back, big and bright. You take a sip from a canned fizzy drink you brought to keep alert.

"Great then! So today, we'll be talking about the beginning stage of a relationship, or courting, the most important thing for any species survival, and for more intelligent species, something that's desired for far more than just that."

You smile as you flip your massive chalk board over, where you've drawn up pictures of stallions and mares, offering things like flowers, a drink, or polite conversation to one another.

"First contact, when a mare, or a stallion! I'm a progressive pony after all, decides to 'make their move' as it were. Johnny, do these acts look familiar to you?"

"Oh yeah, but that's not how Johnny Bravo rolls."

You're the teensiest bit saddened to find out he's one of those colts that refuses to take the plunge first. But looking and being like he is, it's hardly surprising that he'd never have to try.

"Oh don't worry, I'm not expecting you to make the first move, I just wanted to see-"

"Oh no, I aint some sad sack sittin all alone scowlin at the babes, Johnny is a man of action! You wanna see how Johnny would make a move?"

The drive behind his voice makes your face light up. "Yes, I'd love to!"

You prepare yourself for him to quite simply ask you out, he wouldn't have to do more than that. Instead he moves towards you quick as can be, and as you've been finding out more and more, quick as can be means instantaneous for Johnny.

He takes your can, lifts it to his lips to drink what remains. YOUR lips were just touching that... Unff... It's definitely a strange flirting tactic. But if he steals your drink and asks you out, there still isn't a mare alive that wouldn't cry out yes.

But instead, he drops the empty can in the crook of his arm. He pumps his arm back and forth, flexing, his titanic bicep hiding the can, before he quickly pulls it out, and presents it to you in his large open palm. You gaze in astonishment at the muscle magic you just witnessed. You think muscle magic on reflex, but it doesn't actually exist, Johnny just invented it.

"Is... Is that... I mean it can't be, but did you... Did you just shape that can, with nothing but your bicep... Into... Into a-"

"Puppy daaaawg."

He did. Just by flexing his arm he crushed, cut, and twisted the metal of the can into the shape of a dog. How the heck did he do that?

"That's... That's simply incredible." You gaze up at him in amazement. "What else can you do?"

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"Hey Twilight, I've been hearing some real strange sounds down here, is everything al-...."

Spike must have just come through the door and seen what you're seeing... There's the soft pitter patter of baby dragon footsteps, before he's stood right next to you. "How the heck is he doing that?"

You don't take your eyes off of the spectacle in front of you, Johnny riding back and forth on a unicycle, juggling with six empty bottles, while holding a sword at the tip with his teeth, balancing a wobbling, towering pile of books on the handle. "Honestly Spike, I've asked myself the same thing twenty seven times today."

"Heh, twenty seven? What has he just been cycling up and down the room over and over? Is this his special talent?" You shake your head, the both of you still not looking at each other.

"No and no Spike. I think he either doesn't have a special talent, or his special talent is everything... This is the twenty seventh, completely unique act he's performed for me." You can't help but chuckle at the absurdity of it.

"Can you imagine Spike, the training and dedication to do any one of the things he's doing now, and he can do all three at once, and much much more.... All I've seen today would take a masters degree of strength, finesse, athleticism, balance, bravery, smarts, and other things I'm not even sure how to quantify... And you'll never guess why he started doing them..."

Spike ponders for a moment. "One man circus?"

You giggle for a second. "Circuses don't usually have someone who's a black belt in every martial art known and has the certificates to prove it... No, he does this, to show just what a tremendous mate he is."

"Wait what? But, he's told us he's wildly from the norm of the guys in his world, if he's going around doing all that, how-"

"How could his species survive when none of the males could possibly compete with him, and every female would be fighting over him? That's what I thought..." You frown slightly.

"But during our brief conversations between each of these displays, it sounded like he didn't actually have 'a number one main squeeze' as he'd put it, even though he's always looking..." You have to close your eyes, not wanting them to tear up.

"It's almost like, these displays of his, so incredible, a man of many, many talents, all to the extreme, showcasing how... Almost Godlike he is... Are to show the opposite sex that 'this is me, this is how great I am, now what do you have to offer?' We were wondering how other men could even compete next to him, but what happens when the babes need to woo someone as amazing as that?"

You turn to Spike and open your eyes, you failed at holding the tears back. "Spike... What if the reason he's not attracted to mares, is because we're just... Not good enough for him?"

Spike takes on a sombre look as you sniffle. "Hey, hey now, you know that can't be true. Because if it was he'd have fallen for you instantly, because you're the greatest mare in the world."

He hugs around your neck. "There's got to be another explanation."

You sigh as you wrap a foreleg around him. You feel a little better, but you're doubting what he says. "Thanks, my number one assistant."

"Hey what's goin on here?" A deep voice asks from above.

You sniffle and try to wipe your tears away as you turn to Johnny, having concluded his routine with something undoubtedly amazing. "O-oh, Spike just gave me some bad news is all, a uh, book I wanted, is out of stock."

He arches an eyebrow. "Well I know just how to sort that out. He ha hoo!"

In three quick movements, hands sink into your fat flanks, you really need to start that diet... You're lifted up effortlessly out in front of him, and then you're buried into his chest as his tree trunk arms surround you.

You thought that the slightest of touches from him would always feel sexual, would always send your mind swimming with perverse, unmarely thoughts. But not now.

You close your eyes as you breathe him in, those arms, so strong and powerful, but holding you carefully. You're surrounded by his warmth, by his firm smooth muscles as you nuzzle into him. You're being cradled and hidden away from the rest of the world as he lightly rocks you against him. There is no safer place you could be than in his arms. No warmer, more comfortable place than against his chest.

A happy smile breaks out across your face even though no one can see it. Your theory just got obliterated. How could someone so sweet and caring demand his love partners be as multi talented and spectacular as him? He'd love you as you are.... If he could just get over this species barrier... His arms slide down enough to allow your head to pop out from them, so you can gaze up to his beautiful face, gently smiling back down to you.

You had planned on showing him just how great a life could be if he were to form a relationship with a mare. But if you want this to be a success, and you really do, you're going to need backup. You're going to have to get your friends to help. Why didn't you think of it earlier, when so many problems have been solved through friendship.

He runs his glorious digits through your mane, and you let out a purr of contentment as you nuzzle back into his huge hand. "Feeling better?"

It's all you can do to nod at him, the tears in your eyes now of happiness rather than despair. "Come on, class time's over, but let's go find your favourite book in this place. You aint heard how Johnny reads stories yet, hoo!"

You rest your head against him while dreamily gazing up at his gorgeous face, framed by that sculpted jawline and perfect mane. You'll help him realise the happiness he could have with a pony.

You promise.

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"Shucks Twilight, I aint sure whut I'm able to teach that mighty tall glass of water. I'm not sure if you've noticed, but I aint exactly known for pickin up stallions."

"Well I know you don't go seeking them out, but a strong mare like you never has any trouble getting them to notice you. Remember Trenderhoof?" She giggles as you roll your eyes.

"Yes, and I'd also like to forget. Way too coltish for me."

You do know a lot of hard working janefilly type stallions, unfortunately they all seem to be related to you.

"Well the point is while you don't think you have anything to teach, you may just accidentally do just that. And besides, it'll still be good for Johnny to learn more about the different types of personalities mares can have. We might just find out he has a thing for cowgirls."

You have to fan yourself with your hat a little as you let out a deep breath. "Alright alright you made yer point, I'll take him off yer hooves for a while."

You place your hat back on your head. She smiles and lightly presses her neck to yours, rubbing softly.

"Thanks AJ, I just know you two are going to have a great time, he's...."

You wait a good ten seconds as she just stands there, before you take a few steps back to see the faraway look on her face.

"Dreamy huh?"

You chuckle as she shakes her head and blushes. "Yeah, oh yeah..."

"So where is he anyway?"

"BOOM!" You suddenly hear a deep voice shout, accompanied by what may as well be an explosion.

You and Twilight sprint to the sound as quickly as possible, dodging tree after tree as you run through the orchid. You dig your hooves into the dirt to come to a stop, surveying the scene before you. An apple tree with all its apples bucked.

And that's not all, all the leaves have fallen off as well, the whole thing's slanting over with a few roots having been pulled up from the earth, and in the centre, where the bark has been smashed away, is a smoking dent in the shape of a huge fist. And in front of it, Johnny Bravo and Applebloom.

"What in the-"

Johnny spins around multiple times so his whole body is a blur.

"Ha ho!" He poses a few times as he stops in front of your sister. "I don't know what this here tree did to tick you off, but he aint gonna be bothering you any more little missy, ha!" He about turns quickly, pointing an accusatory finger to the tree. "As for you, your mini damsel in distressing days are over, not while Johnny Bravos around."

"Uhhh..." You warily trot closer to them, trying to ignore the feelings fluttering through you as you look over his studly bod. "Applebloom, were you tryin ta buck this tree?"

Before she can answer, you're snatched up and layed across one of Johnnys powerful forelimbs as he gazes down to you, and your hind legs start automatically rubbing themselves together.

"She was, but don't you fret none." He raises a leg, placing it on the stump of a tree you'd previously cut down, looking forwards and up to the skies.

"For wherever I see a flustered filly being intimidated by some taunting tree..." He pulls out a red white and blue flag from somewhere, holding the pole up high with the tip planted next to his foot on the tree stump, the huge amount of thin fabric flapping in the breeze.

"Johnny Bravo will rescue that filly, defeat the tree, and save the day! All hopefully while babes are watching." His head swivels left and right, searching, before looking down to Twilight.

"You didn't happen to see any babes I might have overlooked did you?"

She smiles apologetically to him. "Sorry Johnny, you're still the only human in Equestria."

"Dang." He places you back down to your hooves.

You breathe in and out, trying to replace his musk with the normal fresh air, trying to forget how effortlessly he lifted you.

"Uhh, thanks for fighting that tree for me Johnny! Hey listen, I've got my cutie mark and everything now, so it probably wouldn't even be illegal if we-"

"Applebloom!"

"I was just gonna say kiss, AJ, gosh, nothing like in those Playmares of yours."

"Oh yeah? Come 'ere a minute!"

"You come 'ere a minute!"

"Oh yeah?" You shake your forelimb at her as she shrieks with a giggle and runs away, and you let out a sigh. "Sorry about that Johnny."

"That's okay, I know what it's like to have an annoying little girl running around, always getting into your stuff, crampin your style, drivin away the babes, always lookin happy to see you...." He stares far away into the distance for a moment.

"Johnny?"

He looks back down to you. "So what's a Playmare?"

Your eyes shoot wide open as Twilight giggles beside you. "And with that I'm off, have a nice day AJ, Johnny!"

She happily trots away to leave you with the awkward hanging question. "Uh, nuthin, come on, you look like the kinda guy would enjoy some sweatin. Uh, workin." Mind outta the gutter there filly.

"So apart from that one tree that was uh, clearly evil, the rest of them in this section need ta be bucked just so that the apples fall off em."

You take a deep breath to prepare yourself. "Here, let me show you..."

You use the cart plus an upside down bucket to get yourself nice and high, gently running your hooves along the muscular boulder that makes up part of his arm.

"S-so you bring your arm back... That's it..." You rub against his shoulder briefly, before you guide him, slowly moving his arm forwards until his fist touches the tree.

"Now you want to hit here, right in the centre so you don't glance off of it, and so the tremors run all the way to to tip of each branch..." You run your hooves down his arm, feeling each muscle that blends into the next, his power throbbing through each one, his body feeling so warm.

"Now as you're, so, so mightily strong... Yer gonna have ta make sure that as your fist hits the tree, yer arm is just about locked straight, and you aint pushin through..." You guide his arm back again, until you're positioned at his shoulder again, breathing heavily, panting softly by his ear.

Hoo nelly that was not supposed to get you so riled up. "G-give it a shot."

His arm immediately explodes forwards, fist thudding into the tree, but this time without him leaning his body into it and trying to push through, all the apples fall down, and nothing else.

You wipe off the sweat that was beading on your forehead. "Perfect..."

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You smile as you look over to your partner, bucking another tree. It's been nice, some good conversation, even if you do keep saying dumb things, blushing, and having your back legs give out so you end up trying to buck the trees with your flank.

You'd almost started giving up hope that you'd find a stallion like this. Not afraid to put some work in, that doesn't get offended if you actually treat them as an equal... Of course he still freaked out a little when one of the apples fell on his head and he had to pull out a pocket mirror to make sure his mane was still perfect, but hey, he is a stallion after all. And that mane does look darn sweet on him. The two of you talked about his old life, and the little girl that was constantly causing hijinks.

"Applejack! Applejack!" You turn to the sound to see two fillies running towards you.

Sweetiebelle and Scootaloo. This can't be good. "Girls what is it?"

They pant for a few seconds to catch their breath. "Applebloom.." "The Everfree.."

"Stay at the barn!" You call out before you start galloping, Johnny at your side running with you.

The girls shout out something about an apple core, but you've no time for apples right now. As you break through the forest line, into the Everfree, you can hear your sister screaming for help. You chase down the sound, dodging passed trees once again.

You come to a clearing, where you find Applebloom, backing up as much as she can against a cliff face, with a monumental manticore stalking towards her, growling.

And then pouncing.

"APPL-"
"SUZY!"

Johnny dashes ahead of you with lightning speed, tackling into the side of the manticore, the two tumbling away in a flurry of fur and muscle. You rush on over to your sister, bringing her back to the relative safety of the trees as you look her over, finding only a few scrapes, probably from running and getting caught by twigs and leaves.

The two of you look to Johnny, wrestling with the manticore, hands on its upper and lower teeth, holding it back and pulling its mouth wide open as it tries to bite off his head. A huge paw takes a swipe at him.

"Arrgh!"

He casts the beast to the side as he looks down to his chest, claw marks ripped through the fabric of his clothing, blood running in small rivers from long cuts on his chest.

"My bod. My illustrious bod! You'll pay for that you overgrown rug, c'mere!"

The two clash again, this time with Johnny punching the beast so hard its big fanged teeth get knocked out in a shower of white and red, sailing through the air, as the beast too goes flying back. It crashes into the cliff side, crack marks splitting open in the ancient solid rock.

Johnny's on the monster once again, wrestling with it, tying it up with its own scorpion tail before backing up and dusting his hands.

"Take that you sour puss."

He strides back over to the two of you as you gaze up to him in awe, and shame. Sure it was a fully grown manticore, and you were more preoccupied with your sister, but you did nothing. You just let a colt, and no matter how huge and beefy he is he's still a colt, throw himself into a suicidal situation, as you just sat there and did nothing.

"Are you alright?"
"Are you alright?"

You both ask at once.

"I'm fine, how's you and your sis?" You let out a relieved breath, before looking down to your sleeping sister, leaning against you.

"Fine as well, she's just tuckered out..."

He leans down, gently lifting her up, and resting her in barely more than the crook of his arm. He does the same with you and his other arm, except you've got your flanks sat against his warm muscled arm, back leaning against him as you stare forwards. The two of you rest as Johnny takes you back to the farm, where you assure Appleblooms friends you're all alright.

The three of them are gonna get a right hollerin at tomorrow, and Applebloom will have so many chores she'll wish that manticore had gotten hold of her instead of you. But for now, they're free to go. You lead Johnny up to her room so he can place her down for a little nap, before you lead him to the living room to take a seat on the couch as you get some medical supplies.

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You focus on the task, ignoring his now bare torso while you're in his lap, all those gorgeous muscles on display. As you do so you also try and calm your nerves and keep your hooves steady by talking to him a little more about the similarities between Applebloom and Suzy.

Just before you wrap the bandages around him, you can't help yourself. You lean forwards, and plant a soft tender kiss over one of his rapidly healing wounds, in your mind kissing it better as well as showing your appreciation for his immense bravery and strength. Your lips are stained red as you can't help but to place more kisses, along each of the marks he received for your sister. Father forgive me...

You pull back, slightly breathless and dizzy as you, with him helping, wrap the bandages around him.

"Thank you Johnny... I owe you more than anything I have to give..."

You rest your head lightly against him, your hat tilting to the side. His fingers gently scratch just behind your ears as you rest with him.

"Hey, it's no problem, I-"

"No, no Johnny... I'm not going to forget this... Would, would you like to stay for dinner? I'm sure Applebloom would like to thank her saviour too."

You make sure to add on your sister, don't want to make this sound like a date, especially when he doesn't see ponies in that way yet. You're not sure you could survive being rejected by him now.

He smiles warmly down to you. "Sounds swell."

"Awwww that's so sweet, now don't you two make just the cutest couple..."

Your eyes open in alarm as you turn. "G-Granny, n-now don't get any ideas..."

"I keep tellin AJ she needs ta find herself a stallion to put a foal in her. I aint gettin any younger. That reminds me! Wait right there stud, I've got an album of Applejacks foal pictures I just know you''ll enjoy."

... Where's a manticore when you need one?

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Awwww yeeeaah. Now this is the life.

"Rainbow."

Getting to gaze at that glazed hunk of meat, muscles bulging, skin so smooth and creamy.

"Rainbow."

And dat flank, a round shelf jutting out just begging to be smacked.

"Rainbow?"

And those huge bulges in the front, you wanna just shove your face into his crotch and rub up and down and back and forth, see just how big he can get while flooding your lungs with musk.

"Rainbow Dash."

You bet he'd go down on you like the dirty colt he is, and even try anal with you.

"Dash."

Yeah... You just relax Johnny, Dashie's gonna get you all lubed up... Don't be scared, you're gonna love it... Unf, this massive dick is gonna be ruined for any other mare after you show him how tight you are...

"Dash!"

Wh-what? Is it my first time trying anal too? W-well Johnny, maybe I can admit, just to you, I may not be as experienced with colts as I let on.

"Rainbow."

But it's okay, I'm still gonna rock your world... That's it... Start stretching me out...

"RAINBOW!!"

"Gahh!"

You fall off the sun lounger, your sunglasses falling off, and you get a face full of dirt. You push yourself back to your hooves, coughing and spitting, shaking your head back and forth, then using your wings to clean your face.

"What Twilight?!"

She frowns at you. "You know I didn't charge you with looking after Johnny just so you could stare at him all day."

"I-I know that! We were going to talk, and, stuff..."

"Stuff?"

"Yeah, stuff! Don't worry Twilight, I've got this. Besides, you wouldn't be able to stop yourself from staring at him either if you actually looked at him."

She blushes as she keeps her eyes fixed on you, her horn alight, a magical opaque cone around her head to stop her from seeing the majesty that is Johnny from the corner of her eye, sunbathing in nothing but a pair of what he calls trunks. They still leave little to the imagination when it comes to those big breeding balls and long slab of flesh running down the left leg. Lewd colt, he's not even trying to stay sheathed.

"Well, if you're sure... Just don't waste the day doing nothing at all."

She soon leaves. Silly Twilight, doesn't she know that if you enjoyed yourself, the day wasn't wasted? You put your sunglasses on, and climb back onto the sun lounger, facing the musclebound hunk as he catches some rays. Ohhhhh yeeeaah...

You keep on fantasizing while looking over this beautiful stud, until a shadow starts to loom over him.

"Damn."

"On it!"

You shout the moment he voices his displeasure, zooming up into the sky towards the cloud that had started to drift over him. You launch a hoof through it, bucking it into nothingness with a 'pomf' sound effect, before soaring back down. You land on the lounger, laying down, resting your face in your hooves as you go back to your new favourite past-time.

"What the, how'd you do that?" Johnny sits up to look back at you.

"Huh?"

"You just flew."

You giggle, did he not know you could fly? "Well of course I can."

"I didn't think you could, your wings are so-"

"Big right?"

You extend your wings out, flapping them softly as you sit upright, displaying them and pushing out your tuft.

"Yeah, they are a lot bigger than most Pegasi, a whole five extra inches of wingspan. That's top percentile. Yeah, the colts are always staring at them."

They never are.

"Always wanting to preen them for me."

They never do.

"Always wanting me to do tricks for them."

Yeah right.

"Really, you can do tricks?"

Wait, he's actually interested?

"Can you do one for me now?"

Something between confusion and delight breaks out over your face.

"You, you want me to... You bet!"

You fly on up high, body twirling as you do so, before you fling yourself backwards, closing your wings to your body. You perform somersault after somersault while letting gravity do its work, falling. With each flip you see the ground suddenly a lot closer to you than the one before. Just before you hit the earth, you spread your wings and flap hard, sprinting forwards, a few of the longer blades of grass brushing against you. You flap your wings forwards, coming to an abrupt stop, all the wind you were carrying crashing around Johnny in a wave of coolness as you stop right in front of him.

Now to accept your polite coltish applause and- "That was incredible!"

You're lifted up and spun around. "How'd you even do that?! I thought you were gonna hit the ground, but then you, you, oh man that was amazing!"

Your eyes spin slightly as he stops, holding you out in front of him in his big hands, a huge smile of excitement on his face.

"You, you really think so?"

It's difficult to find a stallion into aerial acrobatics and racing, even at large events where you try hitting on them and showing off your moves, you soon find out they're only there because they've been dragged along by a mare or two or three.

They just see it as going fast, or trying to prove your mareliness to others, or to be better than others. They don't understand the amount of training you put in. The art of flight. The understanding you need to have on how to work with the elements. Or that it's not about being better than others, it's about mastering yourself and being better than the you, you were the day before. And that after all the hard work, you want to be proud of yourself, you want to show off what you've achieved, you want to show colts what you can do. But they just don't seem to care any more than 'oh that's pretty neat'.

If your special talent was having a chocolate tasting vaj that orgasmed bits you can bet your wings they'd be interested then...

"Rainbow that was insane, you must be the fastest pegasus in the world." Your smile threatens to break your face before you take on a more modest look.

"Well, I am the only one fast enough to perform a sonic rainboom..." You brush your hoof against your tuft.

"Show me." You smile again as you wiggle excitedly in his hands.

"Throw me."

He pulls you back, holding you with one hand like a massive hoofball, before launching you.

HOLY HORSEAPPLES!

Your wings are still tight to your body and tears fly from your watering eyes as you rocket forwards. You weren't expecting such instant speed, you feel like you're on the verge of a rainboom already. You start flapping, propelling yourself even faster as you head to a set of clouds, just as you break the rainbow barrier.

The clouds are all destroyed as there's a huge shockwave of colour blasting around you, exploding outwards while you start to bank around to fly back to Johnny. He's stood in the distance, gazing up at the multicoloured skies as the shockwave becomes bigger and bigger, sparkling and shimmering, before it finally fades out, just as you land in front of him.

"Am I amazing or what?"

You smile proudly as he pets your mane, ruffling it up as he scratches behind your ears as well.

"You sure are RD... Hey, for showing me that, how about I preen your wings, stallions are always wanting to do that for you right?"

Oh my gosh... He wants to preen your wings... Your wings start stretching out, an open invitation even as you try controlling them. You so badly want him to... And you have been taking advantage of his innocence in the teeniest tiniest of ways... But that would be too much.

"Uh, well, I'd really, really like that Johnny, but... It's usually a thing between ponies that are... Close."

He looks a little crestfallen. "But we're friends aren't we?"

Screw it. You tried, and you have to protect that smile.

"You know what, you're right, preen away Johnny!"

You pounce onto him, nuzzling into his giant barrel chest as he holds you, taking you to the lounger so he can lay back, with you using his warm body as a bed. And as much as you'd like that, you're pretty sure even he would know what's up if you orgasmed all over him. And so instead you have him sitting upright, with you sliding down his body, your back against him as you're sat just in front, your wings spread wide. And most importantly, your trembling, already winking sex is positioned between the slats of the lounger.

His fingertips start to trail through your wings, running softly through your downy feathers. You can't help but let out something between a chirp and a purr, and as his fingers continue to work their magic, you only let out more. Your legs kick softly at the air as you squirm and bite your lower lip, scrunching your eyes closed. He tenderly removes old loose feathers from you, while working closer and closer to your wing pits. You rub your back further against him, side to side, trying to spread your scent onto him, and his onto you.

His fingers move to your pits, kneading softly as the pleasure building up in you becomes too much. You let out a mostly silent squeak, your body shaking against him as you orgasm. Your messy orgasm squirts through the slats to hit the grass below, drenching the ground. For a whole minute you continue to shudder against him as he just keeps on preening, working his way back up to the tips of your stiff wings to make sure he did a thorough job.

You shake your head side to side, mane whipping as your body jerks and you let out a long thankfully silent moan it's so high pitched. By the time he gets to the tips, your wings start drooping as you gasp for breath, relaxing back against him as your eyes softly close.

Screw it, you can try doing other stuff with him another time. A day spent relaxing and watching him sunbathe, now seems like all you can do. And right now you're suddenly very sleepy...