Mrs. Harshwhinny's Wish

by Zaid ValRoa

Rating: mature
Tags: Sex, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Second Person, Romance, Original Character, Porn, Ms. Harshwhinny
Length: 5984

Harshwhinny wants you. And by Celestia, so do you.

It's been a few years since you first met Harshwhinny. Despite a rocky beggining, you've grown to love that mare, and you know she loves you as well. You love her smile every morning, you love her devotion to her career, how serious she acts and how easily you can make her ditch that mask. You love everything about her.

Also, the sex is great.

contains: Sloppy kisses, Mutual oral sex, Eye contact, Leglocking, Cuddling, Warm Heart Fuzzies.

Published 2017-12-31 19:40:06 UTC
Last updated 2017-12-31 19:40:06 UTC

The Anniversary Night

The house is silent as you walk towards your room. In your time living here, you’ve come to learn that silence is deceptive, moments of quiet are but the sign of something waiting to spring on you while you least expect it.

A Wonderbolt is always ready, though.

Once you open the door, the darkness of the hallway is pushed back by the lights of a dozen candles and a light vanilla scent coming from inside the room. However, none of the candles shone as brightly as the light blue eyes of the mare looking at you from the bed.

“Hello there,” she says in a soft whisper.

Harshwhinny lays on her back, her hind legs high in the air, swaying back and forth as though carried by the breeze. Her dark stockings wrap around her hooves and down her legs, reaching up her thigh until it started to cover her cutie mark, with the elastic band pressing against her flanks. The almost see-through panties cover her crotch while still showing the contours of her lips. The straps of her stockings dig into her plump flesh and the garter belt frames her masterpiece of an ass like the work of art it is.

“Mrs. Harshwhinny, are you trying to seduce me?”

She laughs a melodious laugh which never fails to make your heartbeat rise. In a swift motion, she rolls around while making sure you still get a clear view of her ass, and shoots you a sultry look over her shoulder.

“I don’t try, dear, I do. Now, don’t make me stand up and come here,” she says with an even and professional tone which betrayed the barest hint of desire.

Without needing further incentive, you take a leap and—with the aid of a wingbeat—, land on top of her. She turns around a bit until her muzzle is but a scant breath away from yours, and you once again get lost in that pair of sapphires glistening under the candlelight.

Before either can say anything, you close your eyes and gently nuzzle her cheeks, enjoying the warmth of her coat against yours as well as a familiar fragrance intermingled with the faint scent of arousal in the air: a rose perfume, the same you gave her as a gift not too many months ago. It’s not long before her hot breath against your ear and the soft moans of contentedness of your partner soon pull you back to reality.

Not a word is said as you go for a kiss, which she eagerly reciprocates. It starts almost chaste, a pure show of affection of lips pressing against lips which still manages to send waves of delight through your body. As much as you like it, though, you know that wouldn’t satisfy either of you for long.

With just a bit of force, you push deeper into the kiss, parting her lips as you knead them with your own. You can feel a soft chuckle escape her throat, but rather than retaliate by kissing back, she blindsides you by rubbing her ass against your crotch.

Honestly, you should’ve seen that one coming.

She pulls back from the kiss just enough for you to see her smirk before she dives back in, opening and closing her lips around his upper lip, and pulling slightly. As she does this, she never stops grinding her ass against you.

Just the sight of your mare in that tight lingerie was enough to get you going, but feeling her trapping your dick between those soft, fleshy buttocks made your cock come out of its sheath just after a few rubs.

Four years, and she still drives you crazy.

She doesn’t take long to notice your growing erection nestled between her flanks. It’s a good incentive, seeing how she moves her tail to the side so she can rub the entire length of your cock.

Not to be left out of the fun, you start rocking your hips, pressing harder against those curvy hips which age had only honed to perfection. This makes her let go of your lips, her lower jaw softly trembling as she lets out a quivering moan.

“Do you like it, Harsh?” you ask her, your lips curling into a smirk at the double entendre.

Her eyes glimmer with a playful light as she mirrors your expression. “Do you even have to ask?” She punctuates her question with a strong jerk of her hips which press supple backside against your crotch and stomach.

You take a step back, immediately missing the feeling of her ass against you. Your cock is already completely erect, and you slide it between her crotch and the bed as you press your whole body against Harshwhinny.

She lets out a satisfied whimper as your cock rubs against the thin fabric of her panties, which start showing signs of moisture. When your face is once again close to hers, you grab the side of her head, keeping her in place as you go for a deeper kiss.

“Celestia, you’re so hot,” you whisper before parting her lips with your own and sliding your tongue inside her mouth. A willing moan as she lets you in was her only reply.

Just as she starts to get comfortable, you pull back your dick and slide it back in. Slow at first, but quickly building up speed and strength in just the right way to make her crave for more.

As one of your thrusts hits a particularly sensitive spot of her labia, she reaches for your neck and pulls you forwards, her kissing getting harsher by the second. Her tongue slid alongside yours, massaging it, wrapping around it and pushing into your mouth.

Even though you would’ve loved to hold that kiss for hours, you want to get a taste of something else right now.

You pull back from the kiss and catch your breath. The sight of Harshwhinny makes your heart flutter; her rosy cheeks, half lidded eyes, slightly dishevelled mane, and the trail of saliva connecting your mouths. It was all so enticing, you could feel your dick giving a small twitch.

You lean forwards and give her an almost playful peck on the lips. Then another one, then one more but slightly to the side. She lets out a few giggles as you slowly work your way down her neck, kissing every patch of fur on her coat as you go and drawing out pleasured hums from her.

She twists as squirms as your kisses send little jolts of pleasure up her spine, but doesn’t make any effort to pull back. If anything, she pushes her body against you, urging you to keep going.

Happy to oblige, you keep kissing her as you take a few short steps back. While one of your hooves helps keeping you steady, the other is free to caress the contours of Harshwhinny’s body. Right where her neck met her torso, the light bump of her shoulder blades, the long curve that came from the end of her ribcage to her ample flanks.

How you love that ass. Your lips sink into them when you press your muzzle against one of her soft buttocks. You knead her malleable rear with your hooves, slowly but vigorously as it offers no resistance to your caresses. You keep massaging that perfect ratio of fat and flesh, pushing them together and pulling them apart, all while never stopping the barrage of sloppy kisses.

As you reach her dock, her hips rise upwards, twisting slightly until your muzzle is pressed against her dock. Without delay, you bury your nose between her cheeks, lapping at the juices coming through the fabric as though you were a traveller taking his first drink of water after a long trek through the desert.

Harshwhinny’s breathing slows down, getting deeper and stronger as you continue your ministrations. With a little effort you find the buttons on the cloth keeping you from basking in the glory of your mare’s pussy. Once you find them, though, you waste no time in prying them open with your teeth, and immediately get hit with the contained scent of arousal coming from her sex.

You thought you’d been aroused before, but when this scent bomb of pure lust hit your nostrils, a thick mist of passion clouds your mind.

Your eyes go down, savouring the sight of your lover’s puffed lips. The darker skin surrounding her entrance, glistening with her spilling arousal, looks so enticing, almost asking you to come in. No longer able to hold back, you stick out your tongue and give a small lick to the edges of her labia.

Harshwhinny lets out a long exhale as you traced her lower lips, lapping up all the juices which had overflowed from her pussy. Once you’re done, you take a moment to appreciate the sight in front of you. Her lips were slightly parted, and you can see the pink inside of her vagina as well as her fleshy nub, timidly peeking out of her vagina.

Her enticing body proves too much, so you dive back in, lovingly licking the inner edge of her pussy before thrusting your tongue into her as deep as it will go. You don’t have to wait long to see her reaction; her low moans reach you first with a quick spasm of her thighs following shortly afterwards.

Part of you wants nothing more than to double your efforts, making her lose control and live up to her name. However, you know you’d rather make this last for as long as possible, slowly working up her arousal as you stimulate all her weak spots until she finally succumbs to an earth-shattering orgasm.

And that’s what you’ll do.

Stretching your tongue as deep as it’ll go, you move it upwards at a calm pace, savouring her flowing juices. Once you reach the top, you spread your tongue, making it as wide as possible, stretching it as wide as you can and drag it down, spreading her walls apart and making her legs quiver.

You repeat those motions, varying the speed and intensity from time to time, paying close attention to her reaction as you linger on those sensitive places you’ve come to known over the years.

Just as you can feel she starts to get comfortable, you withdraw your tongue and flip her whole body over. You may no longer be able to feel her soft flanks against your hooves, but it’s worth it just so you can better see her face as you make your next move. Harshwhinny doesn’t have time to voice her thoughts before your lips wrap around her swollen clitoris and you start sucking on it.

With closed eyes and furrowed brow, Harshwhinny started panting, revelling in the waves of pleasure you provided. Her flushed cheeks and the enticing way she bit her lower lip only enhanced that image of raw sex appeal which contrasted heavily with the image of a professional mare she sported every day.

Her response is as immediate as it is loud. A throaty moan escapes her as her hips rise into the air and grind against your mouth. Acting quick, you wrap your arms around her flanks and keep her in place as you lovingly knead her little nub, pressing it between your lips as the tip of your tongue dances all over it.

You continue your work until you feel a hoof rustling your mane. Looking up, you see her smile at you with content.

“Don’t let me cut your work short…” She says between laboured breaths. “But I don’t think… I should be the only one… Who gets to have a good time.”

“I’m perfectly happy where I am—” you pause to give her clitoris a small lick “—besides, the sight is to die for.”

A shiver runs through her body before she can reply, but once she’s calm down, you can see a serious expression on her. “That’s quite funny, dear. Now, don’t make me turn you around myself, so get your dick over here.”

Celestia, how you love her bluntness.

After jumping into the air and turning around until you’re hovering above her—you may have spread your legs just a little bit to give her a good look of your erect cock—you land right next to her with your dick standing erect towards her face, and you can see how a flicker of playfulness runs through her eyes.

You can’t help but smirk at the sight of Harshwhinny entranced by your cock. As much as you’d love to savour that view for a bit longer, there’s a far sweeter prize for you right under your muzzle.

With more than a little excitement coursing through your veins, you dive forwards and resume your oral work just as your partner starts.

Harshwhinny sticks out her tongue and starts licking the tip of your dick, slowly tracing the edges before wrapping her lips around your head. Your hips twitch from the jolt of pleasure she gives you when she slips her tongue out of her mouth while your cock is still in her mouth and starts swirling it around it.

In spite of the pleasure, you don’t slack off, and continue to service her. You trace the outer edges of her vagina varying the speed and strength of your licks while occasionally working on her insides, making sure not to let any of her juices go to waste.

Meanwhile, Harshwhinny starts bobbing her head around your cock, getting more of your length into her mouth with each move. The way she presses her tongue and the inside of her cheeks just drives you mad, feeling your dick wrapped in that soft, wet, and warm embrace is enough to send you over the edge. Just as the flat of your head hits the back of her throat, she immediately pulls it out and starts licking it up and down.

Tease.

You’re above payback, though, so rather than let up, you double the intensity of your movements, focusing on the spots which you know will elicit the strongest reactions out of her. Her soft moans make your cock vibrate and for a second you lose focus. Steeling yourself, you grab her flanks with both of your hooves, pressing her ass as you plunge further into her sex and eat her out with reckless abandon.

She doesn’t have time to be confused before the waves of pleasure start hitting her. You can hear her trying to say something, but you won’t relent and continue to kiss, suck and lick her labia as you work to give your mare her first orgasm of the night.

Rather than continue her futile attempts at forming coherent sentences, Harshwhinny grabs your cock with both of her hooves and takes a third of it in her mouth in a single go. The sudden pleasure is a bit disconcerting, but not enough for you to stop, not even when she starts licking you as she hungrily moves her head back and forth, savouring the precum leaking from your tip.

You plunge your tongue deep into her vagina, exploring every single nook and cranny as you work your way down to her clit. Once you reach it, you wrap your lips around it and start sucking and liking, not stopping for anything.

Harshwhinny’s deep moans make your cock vibrate, but you soldier on, sucking and licking when you feel her body tense up. Your hooves sink into her buttcheeks, holding her in place as the light spasms give room to full fledged convulsions. Her hips buck wildly, grinding her crotch against your muzzle as her whole body squirms with the coming orgasm.

When you feel the walls of her vagina begin to contract, you let go of her clit and press the flat of your tongue against her lips in expectancy of her climax. No more than a few seconds had passed before her whole body tightened and a torrent of tangy cum gushed from her core. You press your open mouth against her lips, making sure to drink every last drop.

As you do this, Harshwhinny’s orgasm starts to die down enough for her to continue her work on your cock. She keeps sucking, pressing the inside of her cheeks against the tip of your penis. You’re not the only one to have memorised your partner’s weak spots.

Once the winking stopped, you pull your head back and look at your mare sucking your cock. The mere sight of her half lidded eyes and rosy cheeks as she took you in her mouth is almost enough to make you come right then and there, but you can’t let that happen just yet.

Lingering for just a few seconds, you gently prod her on the sides, breaking her daze. She slowly takes your cock out of her mouth, making sure to squeeze your tip with her lips before letting it go.

“What is it?” she asks with a little slur on her voice.

You shake your head as you stand up. “It’s just that I was about to come,” you say as you turn around and face her.

“Mmhm, what a tragedy,” she deadpans.

You smile at her before rubbing your muzzle against her neck, pressing your bodies together and trapping your dick between your stomachs. The base of your shaft grinds against her slightly swollen crotch tits, eliciting a soft moan from her.

“Maybe some other time,” you whisper into her ear, savouring the way she squirms a bit, “but the only place I’m shooting my sperm tonight is deep inside of you.”

“Oh, that sounds delightful,” she says with a singsong, her eyes glimmering with a fire different from the one coming from the candles, and even though she tries to keep a playful smirk on her face, but you can hear the excitement in her voice.

Your hooves caress her hips, gliding around her body, relishing every curve, pressing against the harder parts and sinking into the softer parts of her buttocks. You then bury your head in her neck, taking in the mind-numbing smell of her perfume mixed with the faintest hint of sweat brought on by your earlier service.

She wraps her arms around your neck as you kiss her fur, bringing you closer to her while also spreading her legs a bit.

With reluctance, you move your hips backwards and guide your dick in the small space between her thighs and her hot vulva. You lift your head enough to make eye contact with her, and start rubbing your length against her entrance while staring straight into her eyes.

You blow a lock of her mane out of the way so you can get a clear view of her face. Her face is still flushed after her first orgasm, and you can see a small trace of saliva on her lips. While that’s enough to make your dick twitch, the content and expectant smile she gives you melts your heart.

“Come on,” she whispered, not bothering to mask her eagerness, “give it to me already.”

You want nothing more than to plunge into your mare, as deep as you can possibly go and start rutting her until both of your bodies give out. However, there’s also a part of you which can’t resist the urge to tease your flustered mare first.

“So impatient, love. We have the whole night for ourselves, why rush it?” You ask, rising an eyebrow and shooting her a winning smile.

While her eyes still had that playful edge, her voice did not. “You are going to put that dick in me and you’re going to fuck me senseless or I’m going to roll you around and do it myself until you can’t fly straight.”

Previous experiences had let you know she was more than capable of making good on her threats; and while that night had been loads of fun, explaining your erratic flight to Spitfire had not.

You smile once again, whispering a gentle “As you wish,” before going for a kiss. Just as you do that, you move your hips back and start rubbing the tip of your head against her lips, hitting her clit with every other small thrust.

Your lips pressed against hers block her moans, but you still get a kick of feeling her melt in your embrace. With one foreleg around her neck and the other one holding her hips, you slowly rock your hips back and forth, gently spreading her lips to make room for your cock. Her hooves dance around your chest before drifting downwards and holding you by your waist, pulling you deeper into her.

Ever since you got together, you’ve had sex more times than you bother to count, and over the years you’ve grown to love the familiar warmth and wetness of her insides. And yet, every time you entered her felt as amazing as the first time.

The things love does to one, huh?

Without breaking the kiss, you rock your hips back and forth, getting deeper bit by bit and further spreading her. Once a third of your cock is in her, you have to stop just to catch your breath. Her vagina offers such a snug and pleasant fit to your cock, you can’t help but revel in each of the ridges and crevices of her moist insides as you feel your cock being massaged from all sides while also being pulled further in.

You open your lips to catch your breath, but Harshwhinny immediately lunges forward, trapping you in another lust-filled kiss. You can see in her eyes that urgency, that imperative need, the pleasure of feeling your cock entering her mixed with the agony of having to wait until she was full to her core.

A second of silence passes as you exchange unspoken words. Neither of you blink as you go for another kiss, nor as you forcefully yet lovingly ram the rest of your dick inside her.

Harshwhinny throws her head back, ending the kiss as she lets out a shuddering breath and her body rocks with waves of pleasure. It seems your earlier service had left her extra sensitive. As much as you’d love to start pumping right away and have her turn into a blubbering mess of pleasure, you want this to last, to make the special for the both of you.

There’ll be time for powerfucking her later.

After more than a few seconds, both of you manage to hold on to some semblance of control. One of her hooves goes up to your neck and starts playing with your mane as she stares longingly into your eyes. She gives you an affectionate peck before resting her head on the bed and giving you a good spank on your flank.

Though you can barely contain the surprised squeal, you know Harshwhinny noticed it by the way she laughs playfully as she bites her lower lip. “Get started, stud,” she says, and you have no reason to further stall things.

With a smile of your own, you raise yourself above her, planting both hooves on either side of her head and start moving your hips. You don’t pull out just yet, focusing on moving your hips from side to side, up and down, making sure you felt every nook and cranny of her insides.

Harshwhinny tossed and turned, pulling and pushing the bedsheets with every move you made, but not once did she stopped looking straight at you. Pleasure was slowly starting to creep in, but her eyes never lost that loving shine… that glimmer which tells you she’s enjoying herself not only physically, but on a deeper level as well, and you can only hope your eyes can convey the same feelings.

“I love you, Harshwhinny,” you say, and you mean every word.

“I love you t—” her words are cut off by the sudden movement of your hips.

Despite the warmth the dozens of candles bring to the room, you can’t help but shudder at the cold your dick feels when it leaves the hot embrace of Harshwhinny’s insides. Nevertheless, you pull slowly, making sure you both savour every second of friction between your cock and her pussy. You keep pulling until just your head is inside her, and take in the view.

Your member is glistening due to the coat of vaginal fluids covering it. Meanwhile, her crotch was a sloppy mess of saliva, precum and her own flowing juices. Her slightly swollen nipples draw your eyes to her perky tits, a wonder to see on a mare her age. Not that you’d ever say that outloud. Again.

The spell you find yourself in is broken by the soft whimpers of your partner. Your eyes go back to her face, and you see a sheepish expression on her.

“Come on,” she whimpers while giving a little shake with her hips which push a little bit of your length in. “Don’t make me wait more.”

At the pleading sight of your mare, your brain ceases all rational thought, relying on your instinct, honed by years of rigorous flight training. With a deep exhale, you drive your hips forwards until they meet hers.

Your own moans are overshadowed by her deep groans of pleasure. Her thighs rub against your own, grinding her pussy against the base of your cock. You can feel her juices flow from her and start drenching your balls.

You smile. She is so wet the next part should go without trouble.

You lower your head an start giving gentle nips to her neck, pulling softly enough as to not cause her pain, but with enough strength for her to get jittery with the additional pleasure.

The whole room ceases to exist for a second as you continue to rock your hips back and forth, and you get lost in the feeling of her hot and moist passage caressing your dick in its embrace. You want nothing more than to get lost in that sensation, in the waves of pleasure every twitch and contraction of your lover’s inner walls caused to your dick.

Well, perhaps there’s one thing you want more.

One look and you can see the expression of ecstasy forming on Harshwhinny’s face. Every time you got to see her drop that façade of the professional mare and surrender to her primal desires, giving in to the pleasure only you could provide was a moment to treasure.

Her closed eyes and furrowed brows as she focused on nothing but the pleasure rocking her body, her face coming close to steaming due to how hot she felt, and that lovely smile as she bit her lip in delight. Celestia, if there was a more heart warming sight in all of Equestria, you hadn’t had the chance to come across it.

Enraptured as you are by the feeling of your mare’s sweltering insides, you barely notice how she spreads her hind legs further apart and lifts them up until she pulls you forwards with them, and holds you in place.

“Keep going,” she mutters with a trembling voice

While still pumping her full of cock, you start kissing her neck, slowly trailing upwards until your cheeks rub against hers. Close to each other as you are, there’s barely enough room for you to pull out your dick before going back in, but you don’t care. The feeling of closeness is more important to you. You press your body against her, trapping her between the bed and yourself, and grind your dick against her insides.

As you keep your hips in a fast and steady rocking rhythm, Harshwhinny grabs your neck with her hooves and pulls you into another kiss. Her lips part in desperation as she wastes no second in pushing her tongue into your mouth, and you don’t hesitate before reciprocating.

The first contraction of her walls catches you by surprise, but you don’t let up and keep fucking her, going faster and faster as she starts to reach her apex for the second time. You make sure to jerk your hips upwards so your medial ring rubs against her winking clit with every thrust, her pleasured whinnies get louder and louder each time it hits.

A voice deep in the recesses of your mind expresses its approval, but you’re too focused on her pussy to pay it any mind. She’d gotten much hotter over the past minute, and her inner walls contracted in such a way it felt as though she was trying to squeeze you dry.

An apt comparison, the same voice said.

Though your mind starts to cloud in announcement of the coming climax, you soldier on, focusing entirely on Harshwhinny’s reactions. Your lips meet again, and her tongue shoots into your mouth. Yours almost moves on its own, hitting, sliding, rubbing, and caressing her tongue, savouring its taste and texture. Even through pressed lips, you can feel her let out one continuous moan of pleasure.

With one last vigorous thrust, her insides grip you, keeping you in place. Harshwhinny breaks the kiss with a loud gasp. Her lips clamp down , holding you in place. Her hips tremble was her second orgasm comes crashing down on her. You also hit your limit as your head flares inside of her, sealing her core and making her pussy feel so much tighter.

Harshwhinny rubs her head against the pillow, squirming in anticipation of her climax, biting her lips and scrunching up her muzzle before relaxing for a fraction of a second as she screams, “Give it to me!”

Her legs tightening around your hips and pressing you until almost crushing you. You have no time to think of a reply, you huff loudly and push forwards, making the bed springs creak with the force of your thrusts.

Her cries of delight mix with your own moans as you shoot volleys of sperm into her. You could’ve sworn she had another orgasm the moment you came in her. Her hips shook with more force as a torrent of marecum comes gushing out, drenching your stomach, groin, and testicles.

She has yet to come down from the apex of her climax, however. With the strength that reminds you your mare is still an earth pony, she holds onto your back with her hooves while her hind legs still keep your waist glued to hers, clinging on to you as she buries her head in your neck, clinging to you as she rides out her orgasm.

You manage to pull yourself together, becoming conscious enough to hug back your lover. Gently, you nuzzle the top of her head. The affectionate gesture doesn’t reach her, focused as she is on getting her breathing back to a normal pace. It’s alright, though. You can wait.

After a minute or so, she finally calms down. When she looks up, you’re greeted by one of the most beautiful sights in all of Equestria.

Harshwhinny is tired, disheveled as well, and drained of all energy. However, in her exhausted visage there radiates an expression of such satisfaction and contentment it makes your heart melt. Her eyes, almost closed. Her cheeks, rosy and hot. Her smile, wobbly yet wide. All signs of a sexually satisfied mare, and possibly the hottest thing under Celestia’s sun. With a smile of your own. you lean forwards and plant a long kiss on her lips, which she happily reciprocates.

Words are superfluous as you bask in the afterglow of your lovemaking. You turn slightly, laying on your side but never breaking your embrace. Your head lays on the cold pillow, and only then you become aware of just how hot your body is. Still, you can’t find it in you to pull away from her.

So you lay there, holding Harshwhinny close to you, stroking her coat and gently nuzzling her. Each second of silence passes with dozens of unspoken words of affection, knowing that your smiles say more than either of you could.

There’s a limit to that sort of communication, though.

“So…” you say.

“So,” she replies, tired, but definitely happy.

Your loving smile turns into a smug smirk as your eyes wander to the door on the other side of the room.

“Shower?”

Harshwhinny’s giggles and the way she moved closer to you is almost enough to make you get hard again. She locks her neck with yours before leaning into your ear and whispering, “You didn’t think we were done, did you?”

Your smile widens as she stands up, not bothering to hide the wobbliness of her steps while she walks to the bathroom.

Celestia, you love that mare.

A good forty minutes and a thorough shower later, you bothe come out of the bathroom with matching grins. You shake your wings and leap into the air, grabbing Harshwhinny by her barrel and carrying her all the way to the bed.

She gives a surprised yelp as she lands. “My, my,” she says with a raised eyebrow, “eager for a third round?”

You lay next to her, a wing draped over her back, pulling her closer to you. “I wouldn’t want to tire you, dear. Though I’d be more than happy to cuddle you for the rest of the night.” you end your words with a kiss on her cheek.

“You’re a sap,” she says, rubbing her muzzle against your jaw.

“And you love me for it,” you reply, “I’m going to cuddle you all. Night. Lo—”

You don’t even get to finish your sentence before being interrupted by a low cry of discomfort. Both of you are pulled back to reality as you look at the baby monitor on your nightstand.

“For the record,” Harshwhinny says, standing up, “I blame you for jinxing it.”

You roll your eyes before following her. A quick walk down the hallway later and you arrive at a door with a large wood cloud painted in many bright colours hanging from it. Harshwhinny opens the door and walks inside.

Lingering under the doorway for a moment, you walk in to find your lover sitting on her haunches next to a crib. You can’t make out what she’s saying, but the love and kindness of her tone is crystal clear. With quiet steps, you walk around her and put your head on her shoulder as you look at the small filly bundled in a blanket.

“What’s the matter, dear?” you whisper as you caress your daughter’s face with your wing.

The filly’s blue eyes—just like her mother’s—dart around the room before looking at you. Her mouth opens and closes a couple of times, letting out several unintelligible baby noises, before closing them and puffing out her cheeks.

She’s the spitting image of her mother; light brown coat, yellow mane, blue eyes, and a disarming smile. She’s also a pegasus, so at least you can bond with her over that once she grows up.

“Could you pass me her bottle?” she says, not tearing her eyes from the foal.

You comply and stand a few steps back. You’re enraptured by the sight of absolute joy she has while feeding your daughter, and you’re sure you have a similar expression on your face.

Harshwhinny looks up at you and flashes you a tired smile. “You can go ahead and get in bed. I’ll make sure she’s asleep soon.”

You shake your head before draping a wing over her shoulders as you look at your daughter. “I’m right where I want to be.”

And you find you really mean that. The peace you feel when having your lover close to you, holding your daughter, with the only sound being that of your daughter drinking from her bottle, that’s something you don’t think anything else in Equestria could compare to.