Author's Note

Hello and welcome back to Sugar × Spice × Sensual, my twenty–fifth My Little Pony fanfic using anthropomorphic canon characters; considering that you are reading my first anthology clopfic, let me make this clear that if the first two warninsg from before weren't enough for you to take heed, then let me just say it's still not my problem whatsoever.

Speaking of which, I would like to start off at once by saying this chapter shared a lot in common with the previous ones, albeit going back to the format I've grown accustomed to since its inception: the only thing separating it from the rest so far is the fact it was inspired by non_creepy_nickname's work, which I'm in no way whatsoever affiliated with.

Anyways, I just want to state for the record once more with clarity that My Little Pony, or rather Friendship Is Magic and its setting and characters still belongs to Lauren Faust and Hasbro; also, considering the fact this chapter deals with a particular subject matter in question, it's recommended to please tread lightly and judge on its own merits sanely.

After The Leaves Descended

It was truly a dark night outside but it had absolutely lacked the intensity more befitting of even a gathering storm whatsoever. The jet black sky was instantaneously offset by a lone silver moon in sea full of innumerable stars twinkling about already. Beneath the nocturnal firmament, an oval body of water was reflecting the shimmer and sparkle from such celestial bodies. A large cluster of fluttering leaves currently danced in the wind, floating dangerously near the edge of the lakeside at once. Standing nearby the clear water, some small blades of grass were remaining still compared to the broad skies above them all. Aside from the light howl of the airstreams all around, a current of hooting was also bleeding into the silent night thereof.

“Gee, it ith thuch a beautiful thky out there…” a sultry voice escaped into the dead of the night; it had belonged to a redhead with minimal attire: only a single purple collar was found to be worn around the neck.

Nearby was a single dark haired individual clad in a white sleeveless shirt with a right hand wrapped gently around the other’s shoulder who had replied, “but it’s not as beautiful as you are, Twist.”

“What a nice night out there for ourthelveth; even I feel thafe with you…” the aforementioned observer said before leaving a kiss on the cheek belonging to a fellow peer, “I can feel the wind running throughout my body right now.”

“Why’s that; what about the hat that matches your luscious locks…?” the redhead’s colleague asked, taking note of the purple collar at once.

A soft sigh now escapes from the tender lips as Twist had answered only calmly, “I only wear it when the thnow and rain cometh down but the weather out there ith nothing new for me here; bethideth, I don’t mind going out without any cloth now, ethpecially when I’m with you, Thnailth…”

“Not as much as I don’t mind being out past curfew…” the titular tyro had only responded brightly before giving the redhead a kiss, “I kinda wish that the white collars wouldn’t have to be all harsh and mean…”

“At least they can care leth about what we wear; bethideth, I feel much more comfortable with my collar on than my lenth,” Twist said, now simply stared deeply into the nighttime sky all at once.

Snails had kept both of his hands in place as the sight of the redhead in front became illuminated quickly: the long tresses, the beige integument, the purple collar, and even the hot pink eyes altogether were already clear enough to be seen; then, the former spoke, “in any case, would you–––”

“Pleathe be an ekthquithite anal thlut…?” Twist interjected at once, causing the observer’s eyes to widen, “why not then, Thnaith…”

The redhead had crawled up and turned her body around before sitting back down upon him, his freshly exposed yard now inside of the former’s fundament as the latter currently gripped tightly. Soon, the movement had started slow like before gaining some momentum steadily as Snails had cuddled her firmly with the tips of his fingers just nearing her umbilicus already without a care. Under no small amount of time whatsoever did Twist started feeling her cleavage being affected, her peer’s right hand as the slippery surface of its pith and substance got caught in a big pinch. Now, the redhead had thought aloud with her mind about how her whispering eye was burning about with hot moisture accumulating about; of course, he had used his left hand to move inside. Along with the burning sensation upon their faces, she was moaning the loudest of the two since her waistline was being occupied at both ends by none other than Snails alone at the same time. Much momentum was now increasing on and about almost immediately as the explorer still bounced against Twist’s croup with growing determination, still feeling his hands upon her body. In a matter of moments, he was close enough to unleash a discharge into the redhead all at once, her haunches reacting to the surface of his shaft as its owner had moved in and out repeatedly. Sure enough, it was only a matter of time as she was losing control of her own body as Snails clenched his eyelids, sweating about as the former lolled her very tongue out wet with salivation.

“Here it is; brace yourself…!” the explorer had warned as he had closed his eyes and milled the enamel against itself.

Drooling about, Twist had spat out only huskily, “thince when wath I ever told not to brace mythelf?! Jutht do it already…!”

Sure enough, he bucked his hips into the redhead’s fundament fast and had let out a loud moan alongside some more to little end in sight. Only then did Snails relent immediately afterwards, already panting and huffing about as she had broken away from him with so much ease. Stretching about was a small string of white liquid between Twist and her peer before being broken almost instantaneously all at once.

“Fuck… that was so exhausting: any second longer and I would have passed out…” he had heaved heavily in between seconds no less, “I feel like that I was afraid of my heart giving out at that rate…”

“I’m pretty thure that your much more thtronger than you tend to give yourthelf credit lately: compared to that headcathe Twilight, you got off eathy when thethe elderth took our homeland back; bethideth, I didn’t embrace naturithm to let you bitch about it like some whiny academy thtudent…!” the redhead growled as she had grabbed Snails by the straps of his snow white shirt.

Facing off again her impatient grimace, her peer had sheepishly whimpered about while breaking a sweat, “we don’t actually go to school anymore, especially not since it was torn down following the months after Noise’s attack…”

“You’re mithing the point; I want you go down on me like the little whore I am until I’m thatithfied…!” Twist growled, loosening up her grip on him a bit but held firm nonetheless, “I’ve not thimply recovered from a brain attack only to find out that you would flake on me after all the thit the poltroonth up north had done to uth…!”

“Okay… but I don’t see how I can do that now that I’ve came just recently, especially since–––” Snails attempted to respond, only to be cut off with a long passionately fulfilling kiss that had caught him off–guard.

In spite of the overwhelming ecstasy, it didn’t last long as the redhead broke away from her peer with a smirk and sighed, “don’t worry about it; even a purple collar can improvithe now and then; after all, your floppy horthe cock may not be thomething compared to a certain magical alicorn’s number one athithtant but you’ll do for now. Anyway, I may have let you have a backdoor entrance earlier but that doeth not mean that we’re calling it quith yet: I want to try out some other thingth conthidering the fact that you’re thitting there all bottomleth right here. Now that were both mothtly in the nude, I might recommend that you jutht go on ahead and lie down on the ground; I have a method that ith going to make the both of uth happy at the thame time without fail whathoever.”

“Alright then…” he had choked out soon enough.

It wasn’t long until she had slowly shifted her weight upon Snails’ body, bringing her hooves closer to him until her moist fork finally made contact with the latter’s muzzle within due time. Contentedly, Twist started licking her moist lips and had begun to stick her own tongue towards the prepuce, finding nothing but savory spiciness all around it with concupiscent exuberance. Heavy breaths escaped from the residing subject’s mouth and into the redhead’s damp sheath, causing herself to sway her waist reactively again, moaning quietly in delight all too carelessly. Immediately, she had decided to forward her lips upon himself all at once, slurping and licking whatever was left of the substance that he had exorcised into her body beforehand rather slowly. Just the sensation of feeling Twist stimulating, pumping, and lapping at Snails’ yard had made the owner return the favor for good measure, his hands now grasping onto her rippling haunches. Only then when the grassy resident had started rubbing up and down the redhead firmly but soothingly did she get aroused even more, going even deeper for some more room to lick around. Jolts of voltage had traveled all throughout their bodies as the collective moaning between themselves were stifled by their lips and tongues pleasuring one another with reckless abandon. In due time, their own respective fluids had been expelled inside each other almost immediately: she gushed from her whispering eye and into his open mouth while swallowing down all at once.

Twist subsequently used her remaining strength to get the dripping fork above from Snails’ lips by rolling off of his body at a semicircle, raising her upper body towards the topsoil where his head was laying upon, turning her knees slowly ‘til both hooves made contact, and crawled a few centimeters ‘til the side of the former’s face was currently laying on top without any pressure.

The grassy unicorn’s beady blue eyes had now already met up with the redhead’s pink orbs as the golden silence started to return to this very room; of the two lovers in question, the latter spoke to the former, “tho Thnailth, how wath that: a hot thikthty–nine did theem to be a great way to get your throbbing boner up and at em again after you pumped into my flank hole earlier?”

“It was decent and all but weren’t you a bit worried about where it has been; after all, you could have been–––” he answered before being cut off again, this time with a slap to the face courtesy of none other than herself, “what was that for?!”

“Didn’t your parents tell you not to look a gift horse in the mouth…?” Twist tittered tightly before locking lips with Snails once more with feelings of lucid licentiousness thereof all the while.

At first, the grassy lounger was speedily being assaulted with the recent memory of the redhead’s deed as she tackled him right onto the ground. Despite the conflicting tastes, they had started to wrap around each other lightly and gently with their arms, burning bright a rose tinted shade. The equines’ eyes closed when the kiss they’d shared started to gain some strength, trading each other’s flavors as she still had the upper hand. The libidinous pair grew more eager as their mouths finally opened as one another passed, their tongues finally slipping about in the process. Out of the two were swept up in such overwhelming ecstasy, only Snails had found the time to run his own hands downward to Twist’s croup.

The grassy lover broke away and huffed, “I fucking love you so much; I don’t ever want to lose you again…”

“Then prove it to me, Thnailth: thove your meaty dick into my cunt and do it already; I want have a foal with you alone…!” the redhead had replied quickly, “I may be all for the butt thtuff here and there but I only want you to give me a child I can carry around: I want a foal who ith not athamed of being an Equethtrian compared to the retht of our fucky excutheth of neighborth! No more will it have to go on living in fear of the end or change compared to the lot of the uth, ethpecially conthidering the fact that thethe bathtard invaderth had me beaten half to death for what happened at Orioleth with that fucking traitor and hith worthleth friendth; fuck, they made Twilight feel compathionate. Though having thaid that, I want it tho fucking bad, it would make Flutterthy cry and thake her head in thame like the timid feague the had been with the otherth; matter of fact, I want Rainbow Dath to vomit whenever the cometh acroth another purple collar, let alone a cuck of a thtallion with a collar that ith matching hith big blue ballth, like a thtupid bitch…!”

“I don’t know what half these things you’ve said make any sense, but I would like to help you with it anyway…!” he laughed giddily before she had followed alongside himself right away afterwards all at once.

Sure enough, the twosome in question had quickly seized this very golden opportunity to do so: she was using her lightweight body to rest upon Snails’ waistline where the shaft still remained. It didn’t take long at all in the very least for Twist’s whispering eye to be firmly aligned almost immediately, instantaneously giving a small passionate but heavy breath from her very mouth. The grassy denizen had started resting his very hands upon the redhead’s flanks, quickly burying his muzzle into her vast and supple bosoms as he started running the tongue around the nubbins. The fact that he was currently sapping away the bust without warning didn’t bother her at all, already feeling his prepuce directly in her fork calibrating their collective movements all at once. In the midst of the very ordeal, Twist had wrapped her arms around the back of Snails’ neckline in a sheer attempt to keep him closer as they were already trading momentum with one another. Now that both their coats of fur were starting to give off a small static of satisfaction from the stretch of rasping, feelings of pleasure came by as each movement made the two ponies moan. Gearing up for another expulsion from the grassy denizen‘s shaft inside with each intensity of the pulp friction, the redhead gave off a resounding happy moan amid the heavy exhalations.

Soon, he had begun shooting in the path of her sheath, causing the owner to go on screaming loudly without a care, “OH, THNAILTH…!”

“Ah…!” the eponymous male ejaculated instantaneously, breaking away from Twist’s bust and the milky trail that fell to earth as he had kissed her again only to plant his lips upon the neckline above the purple collar therein fastened upon its owner nevertheless, “well that takes care of it for now…”

“And now we wait for our bundle of joy to bloom; kind of funny yet thad conthidering what had been done with my old friend Apple Bloom: the uthed to be happy and ekthplorative, now the ith jutht, like the retht of her kin, a thadow of her former thelf like me…” the redhead gasped as she now broke away from her grassy lover to stare at the moon and stars hovering above themselves.

It wasn’t long until she had started crying; prompting him immediately to asked at once, “Lula, are you okay; did I do something wrong just now…?”

“No, no Thnailth: you were great; thothe damned fuckth did nothing good to everypony whathoever…!” Twist had wailed loudly as she quickly covered her face up with both of her own hands instantaneously, “I thtill have to wake up every night and day crying becauthe of what had happened to uth. Once upon a time, we were told that the only thingth which had made our homeland great were the virtueth of friendthip: loyalty, laughter, generothity, honethty, kindneth, and magic. Truth to tell, the only one I knew that had one of thethe elementh wath her thithter and they were once their friendth themthelveth; even more, over half of them had thithter while the other half had brotherth. I couldn’t help but feel tho lonely, being an only child to my wreck of a mother and a thorry ekthcuthe that dared to call himthelf my father, ethpecially conthidering what the had to do to put food on the table for the whole family. The day they came to Ponyville, it wath not the firtht time I had thuffered a throke; I could recall the time I woke in a hothpital bed wondering how in the world did I get here all of the thudden. Even tho, I… I… I–––”

“Shh… shh… it’s fine, Lula: you’re safe; no one is going to hurt you now…” Snails had sighed, crawling up to the redhead’s side slowly but gently all at once.

The grassy denizen’s arms had now made their way upon her body again, this time with one of its hands upon the red tresses as she replied tearfully, “but for how long…? I want to feel thafe again but what ith the point in all of that, knowing that it won’t alwayth be the cathe nektht time; they took more than jutht our freedom, they altho took other thingth ath well: our hearth, mindth, thoulth, all corrupted into thome unrecognizable powder. If they hadn’t gone and methed up the entire world at large, then there wouldn’t be any need for all the frotht and thnow making their way to our home again; at thith rate, it would only be a matter of time before the windigoth come back and thend Equethtria back to the ice age. Perhapth thith thould therve ath punithment for our roleth ath participanth in the new world: lollygaggerth, weaklingth, traitorth, defeatitht, collaboratorth, abutherth, ekthploiterth, bythtanderth, defilerth and all around pieceth of thit that make a manticore behave more mercifully…!”

“Don’t be too sure about, Twist…” he had said already, looking at the aforementioned lover with a tender gaze worn loosely right upon himself, “our home can be able to shine again like before as long as love lights the way: it happened before so it’s not impossible.”

“What maketh you think that way…?” the redhead had sighed sadly, still looking away towards the lakeside.

Snails answered her almost within an earshot, “I still thought of you despite everything that had happened: the festival, the siege, the stage show; for the first time in my life, I felt shocked greatly but it wasn’t like I could have stood a chance at challenging them. I had felt that staying out of this mess as much as possible was the only thing that would minimize the guilt of being a part of it for letting them tear our way of living to pieces simply because of how they had done it. Then again, I had came across a pair of twin girls one day: the pink unicorn told me about how the blue pegasus used to be a stallion who came from another land alongside her and their parents; the fact that he had been forced to give birth to a foal had made me realized that being a young angry malcontented individual could only get you so far as well as sitting on the sidelines. If anything, any one of us would do anything to–––”

“I get what you’re thaying but you need to thtop feeling thorry for yourthelf: none of uth ponieth were literally athking for any of it; after all, they were controlling our mindth and bodieth the whole time…!” Twist had quickly interjected in a treasure heartbeat, “ath much ath my broken heart had grown enough to thtore enough hatred for them, I can’t even let you become part of it. You’re my friend and a better one compared to the liketh of that Twilight and the retht of her pathetic circle conthithting the failed ekthcutheth they dared to become the Bearerth of Harmony; for all I care, they can all rot in the most coldetht, icietht, thnowietht, wettetht, and methitht pit of Tartaruth along with that fucking tho–called uthurper bathdard king! I didn’t care about the fact that you ran off to thtick your dick in thome other mare, not even Celethtia; I jutht wanted you to come back and raithe the foal with me, preferably without the invaderth breathing down our neckth for any thcrew upth here and there! I’m thick and tired of having to play the town bicycle on the account of thethe demonth and I’m not thimply being metaphorical: the medicine won’t make me feel any better about what they did to uth all nor will it take the trauma away from me in any way whathoever; I’m maybe thtill be afraid of dying but I rather die alongthide you than to go on living in fear…!”

“You don’t have to do anything like that: we can make this work somehow; our ancestors may have lived under the likes of the windigos, Discord, Sombra, and the like but I don’t mind living with you all throughout these interesting times anyway…” the grassy denizen sighed as he wiped the tears off of the redhead’s face very gently.

She had collapsed into the dirtied fabric of his shirt and wept quietly, “oh, Thnailth… there ith no need for you to do all of that; bethideth, I’m not athking you to do anything like thith or that… Jutht pleathe promithe me not to leave me like that ever again; that ith all that I’m athking for anyway, nothing more, nothing leth…”

“You don’t have to worry about it, Twist; when the foal is born, I’ll be there to make it right…” Snails replied before kissing the titular individual on her lips like they had done beforehand as they had held each other tightly in another embrace, “come to think of it, have you thought of a name for the child?”

“Periwinkle… Periwinkle Cosmos…” the redhead’s answer made her way before she had fallen asleep in the grasp of the grassy denizen therein.

At long last, the two were now in alone in the small world that was the lakeside, no longer bound by the concerns of either the past or future. In the endeavor of their own encounter alone, he was now resting both of his arms right around her abdomen, also subsiding into inactivity. More so, Snails and Twist had started slowly straightaway snuggling in the very solutions they both shared and served up simultaneously.