Her Needs

by LIL DASHIE GRINGO

Rating: mature
Tags: Porn, Twilight Velvet, Slice of Life, Sex, Anthro, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Night Light, Romance
Length: 2792

Velvet was in desperate need for inspiration, being filled with stress that only one stallion can quench. Unfortunately...

Writer's block could be a pain in the ass, so could the ponies that needed the work done in a certain deadline. Velvet tried to appease them and her fans, but the stresses that followed cancelled her progression. The only pony that could help her in this rough time was her Night Light.

But he wasn't there...

Very short quickie clopfic. Reader's discretion is advised.

Published 2017-11-19 06:10:06 UTC
Last updated 2017-12-20 05:36:34 UTC

Her Needs

Velvet woke up slowly in a cold sweat, the sunlight beaming down on her through her window blinds. It was warm and comfortable where she laid, making it feel like she was lying on a soft cloud. Rustling under the covers, she looked up at the white ceiling above her and started to recollect her senses, to be prepared for her day off.

After long hours of working with her publishers, it had been a hard time trying to think of any inspiration to continue her future installments. She wished she could keep up with the demand that were asked by her bosses and her fans, but it got very tiresome, especially when her brain couldn’t process much of an idea anymore.

Basically, she had writer’s block. And she found this to be very annoying.

The only pony that could understand her best was her faithful husband: Night Light. Unfortunately for her, he wasn’t there with her by her side, just only the empty cold space that left her in solitude. She wished he was there to help her in her time of need instead of going to work and leaving her for a full ten hour shift. She needed somepony she could talk to, to let them relish in her situations with included comfort. It always felt nice.

But he knew better than anypony else on how she felt, how she thrived for the expected caress of his attention, how his voice always soothed her into relaxation, how his presence caused a huge mental impact on her. Even after all these years, he still hadn’t lost his magic touch.

Which got her very bothered.

She could see him walk through the front door as she cleaned the living room, his dress attire being loose and baggy. She would walk up to him, welcome him home with her sweet embrace. His face would be all tired and stressed as he firmly grabbed her in his arms, not just her, but all of her voluptuous features that drove him mad for her. He’d kiss her immediately, leaving her cheeks red as he hoisted her up on his rough chest. He’d pin her on the table and tell her how much he missed her, grinding his body against her to gain all the warmth, all the moans, and all the sweet love she could deliver to him.

Velvet felt so hot. She was inspired to move her hand down her body to her radiating pussy, the hand that would replace his warm body, his skillful tongue, his raging member that would glide along her wet pussy until she broke down for him.

His name rang quietly within the room with a subtle whisper of her voice as she dug deep down within to release her true self in the moment. Her breasts were sensitive to her touch as she moaned for attention. She moaned for his attention. If only he could hear her cries for help. She wanted him to be close to her as she planned to fulfil every fantasy she could.

She wanted to hear his moans as he ravaged her for everything she had to offer, tightening his hold on her as he pulled and thrust his confidence inside her. All of the excitement would lead up to this moment, even if it was a simple quickie. It was a quickie that mattered to the both of them.

Ahem

She stopped immediately after being so close to her full release, to look up at… Night Light.

He must’ve been off today, giving her the most nonchalant smirk she’s seen as he leaned on the door, like he enjoyed the show she portrayed for him, how he knew she wanted him more than ever.

He journeyed forward, Velvet’s eyes widening and her cheeks red hot from the embarrassment of her most vulnerable state. She was going to tell him sorry, but it was replaced by the sudden yelp from her lips as he pulled her closer by the foot of the bed. His warmth was welcoming, but also demanding. She continued to look at him quietly as his eyes gazed down to her wet pussy, watching her juices flow down to the sweaty sheets beneath her.

With his hands on her legs, he glided up to her thighs, moving his face closer to her awaiting snatch, to get a feel of how desperate she was for his cock, to get a sense of taste that would cover his mouth with exceeding pleasures…

Before clasping her panty waistband and pulling it back up to cover her.

Velvet squirmed in disappointment. He made it look like he was going to give her exactly what she wanted, but it never came. It’s a cruel sick joke that always played like it was in her dreams, where something exciting was about to happen before the alarm clock sprung up to ruin the mood.

He leaned over her and loomed his whole body over his wife’s juicy frame. Leaving one of his hands on her butt where her purple three star cutie mark displayed, he used his other to brush her messy mane away from her face, his hairy fingers lacing through it to move away from her beautiful visage.

She shuddered under him as he brought his face closer to her ear. She wanted to wrap her arms and legs around him to keep him in hold, to never let him out of her grasp. But she was frozen under his presence, already succumbing to his straightforward dominance.

His whisper was quiet.

Breakfast is almost ready. Come down soon, honey.

Velvet yelped as he smacked her ass, sending a wave shocking delight through her nerves before gently rubbing her soft cushion. and just like that, Night Light pulled away from her and let her go, getting off the bed and leaving back to the door.

She was left there alone in heat as he could be heard walking down the stairs. She was irritated for blindly following along with his motive all the way to the bitter end. A straight tease that wasn’t expected, leaving her angry and shocked. It made her become more irrational…

She fucking loved it.

And while her husband would be here all day, she couldn’t wait to build some newfound inspiration.

Author's Note

The shortest story I've made so far! Hope you all enjoyed it!:heart:

Aspiration

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!:heart: