It’s always nice to relax with a single book that challenged the brain’s muscles of any individual who loved to read and seeked to learn. It didn’t only have to be something that could be used to ace an essay test. It could be used as a form of entertainment, one that would let your brain create a whole world to spectate on the most thought of characters that was depicted from word for word.

Velvet was no stranger to this and nor was Night Light. They both enjoyed reading as a way to relax and blow their troubles away for a while. Getting to relish in the magnificent detail of Velvet’s competitors’ styles of writing always intrigued her in some way, either it be with joy from a beautiful happy ending, or heartache from the protagonist's death.

But she planned on exploring a new genre, inspired by Night Light: Erotic Fiction.

She laid there on the couch, her body relaxed with her legs crossed. She had a ballpoint pen that nestled betwixt her hairy fingers while she held a yellow legal size writing pad in her other. She was determined to excel in this, having much experience in doing it herself. And with her already having the skills of a professional writer, it was sure bound to be one of her best works…

But, what could she write about? A beautiful romance story of two ponies who were friends? No, that sounded cliche. Maybe a story about a teenage mare who explored her first time with her crush after many years of waiting? That was going to be too long. She needed short and perfect, something to get the point across immediately and straightforward.

After a good few minutes, she finally had an idea. She’ll use an experience she had with Night Light as her first layout, then change everything later. This was something that could definitely work for her. She’s done a lot with this stallion over the years; there’s plenty of stories she wanted to tell.

So with that, she started writing. She wrote for a good ten minutes, taking small breaks to think of what to say that would impact somepony’s urges, giving them confused feelings that they never felt before. Then her thoughts came to Night Light and his usual behavior when it came to sex.

She became bothered, heated as she wrote word after word of what he did to her on that beautiful Friday night. It involved them in her then apartment, having a couple drinks with her Night Light when he was her coltfriend. She just got home from her english night class in college and just wanted to relax for the rest of the night. When he came in to see her that night, she was all the while happy and nervous, especially when he brought in the drinks.

Red wine; Filthy Vineyard to be exact. Velvet could still taste the raw tanginess of it, like it sat in the cellar for years before Night Light could obtain it in his grasp. It made her giddy and witty, being a bit tipsy and warm. He had a little more than her, but the sly stallion sneaked a couple of ice cubes in his.

After that, they kissed the night away and took it further on the whole couch as their domain for the night. They were carefree back then, not worrying about anything that could stop them.

Nine months later happened, and they had Shining Armor.

When she stopped writing, she felt satisfactory washing over her face. She went on to read it, but paused when she heard the back door open. With the door being beside the couch, she simply put her pad down and looked straight at the sweaty blue stallion walking through.

He wore some broke down clothing, just some long khaki pants with boots and a simple sweatshirt. Velvet did remember him telling her after breakfast that he was going to do some yard work outside in the heat. By the green patches that stain his whole wear, he must’ve done some real dirty work to get the yard looking better than their neighbors, which brought a smile to her face every time.

But this time was for Night Light taking off that musty sweatshirt after getting back inside, throwing it to the hamper inside the kitchen close to the laundry room. He was a slim blue stallion with a good built body for his age, his pores seeping sweat to cool off and gleam his sculpting edges that made him who he was. His mane was messy and unkempt after taking it off, but it would soon be fixed after a nice hot and cold shower.

Velvet barked out of playfulness. She couldn’t help it if he would do something like that. Giving only a teaser and withholding the real prize? It was cruel to know that somepony as sexy as him would stoop so low to not just go in the bathroom and take it off. He played with her emotions this morning. And now he did this?

She sweared he could be just a stallion sometimes. But even when she complained, she loved him for being a stallion. It made her want him more for who he was, letting him do whatever he wanted, especially to her. Just thinking of him manhandling her in any way, pulling her mane as he says sweet nothings while taking advantage of her most vulnerable state.

Sweet Celestia did she ever want to take that opportunity.

He chuckled at her small response before telling her he was going to take a shower. After that, he walked up to her and kissed her cheek, letting her take in his musk before leaving. It was powerful. Sure, she smelled the grass from his pants, but it was the scent of his body that set her off more. She smelled residue of something sweet under his hair that lingered.

She wasn’t sure if it was cologne or not, but she felt attracted to it. While still feeling that tingle she got from writing a story about them just moments ago, Velvet wanted to relive that same glory they had then.

And while taking off all of her clothes before she reached the bathroom and opened the door, the thought of his hard member sliding between her legs gave her a cold shiver down her spine. What would he do with her next? The possibilities for her was limited, but he could be limitless.

The sound of rushing water from the showerhead drowned out all the noise once she closed the door rather quietly and with haste. Afterwards, she stepped forward with confidence and determination, simply pulling the drape to the side and stepping inside the wet perimeter.

The forces of her mind were met with swift presence of foreign thought, something that she barely took in that kind of situation. She thought he would just be standing there and turned around, facing the water that cascaded off his body to remove the dirt and hair, to purify himself once again.

She didn’t expect his lips securing hers in a passionate lock, embracing her body with his wet hands as he pinned her against the cool slick wall. His actions were quick and efficient, like he was expecting this to happen. Velvet didn’t care however; she wanted this to happen anyway.

She closed her eyes and wrapped her slick arms around the nape of his neck as he grabbed onto the base of her tail, pulling it out of the way for him to grab onto her firm cushions. She could feel his member between her thighs, throbbing as it got harder and harder against her hairy skin. It made her quiver.

Their horns collided with each other before Night Light moved his free wet hand down and over Velvet’s cutie mark. Then he ran his hand under her hamstring before grabbing onto her firm lower thigh, lifting her leg up to his hip.

The longer his wet cold chest was against hers, the harder her nipples would get. They rubbed against him, building friction that would make them feel like they were close to bursting. Velvet broke their extensive kiss to moan with great pleasure, her pussy lightly lubing Night Light’s dick.

She opened one of her eyes, moving one of her hands down to grab onto his pulsating member. The stallion rewarded her with a sulky moan, twitching in her hands to express his demand for her, the demand to become one once again. She could see it in his amber eyes. They were pleading to her; he needed this.

The shower was loud, but his calm words were clear.

Put it in, Velvet.

She wanted him at that moment, and she wanted him now.

She guided his tip to her lips, letting it lubricate in her juices before popping it in. Night light handled the rest and pushed further, their moans overlaying the water that hit their bodies. He didn’t stop, he dared not to. The sensation, the stimulation; it was too good to let go. He had his needs and he wanted to get the fullness of it, even holding her completely against the wall to make sure he got what he wanted.

And Velvet planned to deliver. Her needs covered that of his own. He caused this to happen and as a consequence, they get to enjoy this bit of uninterrupted communication between them, just like they did back in college.

With the hot water still cascading over them, no heat could compare to what she felt from him. His growl, his fucking growl got her every single time when it came to his sweet nectar filling her to the brim. It was hot and cute to her as a warning, so she barely paid heed to it these days. Besides, she wouldn’t mind having another philly running around one more time.

Is it a possibility? Maybe so. But, she’ll only reveal that in her next upcoming erotic story.

Author's Note

For like 3 weeks, I felt like a jerk for leaving you guys on just the teaser. So I made this to satisfy. Hope you all love it as I did making it!