Author's Note

I got another chapter up! Enjoy!

Concerns and Nightmares

-X-X-X-

If you asked anypony who knew Sporty they’d say he was pretty laid back for the most part. But, when the stallion got worried he got worried. He couldn’t shake the feeling that Velvet was going to do (or was) doing something horrible. But still, the stallion flew over cloud city known as: Las Pegasus, as he tried to douse out his concerns. To try and distract himself he flew over the buildings and looked at everything bellow. And as he flew around the city was buzzing with life as ponies ran around and partied and walked from casino to casino half-drunk.

All the lights in the city we’re so bright they we’re practically neon, Sporty didn’t mind the loudness or the lights. He was used to it, finally the stallion stopped and landed on one of the city streets. He looked up to see his home, the wooden house was at a medium-sized as the walls we’re painted white and the roof was painted sky blue. Sporty quickly walked inside and made sure to lock the bottom and top lock. He then draped the curtains over the windows before heading to his room, he walked down the hall that was attached to the living room, and passed the kitchen to his room.

The white stallion turned on the lights to his room as the walls we’re painted pale orange color. An oval bed made of clouds sat on left side of the room the front against the wall, the sheets we’re brown as they we’re made from cashmere. Sporty had ended up getting the sheets from Cozy Quilted as a gift of condolence for the passing of his mother. A drawer sat by her bed and the top of it acted as a side table for Sporty. The white pegasus saw that the bottom drawer was open and unfortulently for Sporty it reveled that inside the drawer there was panties, bows, ribbons, long socks, and a few….personal toys.

Sporty blushed madly as his cheeks and the tip of nose and ears went pink. He quickly closed the drawer and looked over to his window to see that the widow had it’s curtains we’re closed over it. Sporty let out a sigh of relief, he couldn’t believe he had forgotten to close the drawer. But as the stallion calmed down his mind drifted to Heat Wave again and his worry attacked him. Sporty bit his lip he really felt as if something bad was happening.

But he couldn’t let his feelings get the best of him. Heat Wave was right he was a grown stallion, plus his castle had a grade-A security system, and he had his family to back him up. There was no reason to worry….at least that’s what Sporty hoped. The stallion then walked into his restroom and put a stopper in the bottom of the tub. He turned the handle to the top till it got to the warm temperature of water Sporty wanted.

The stallion then poured in a little bit of his favorite apple scented bath soap. Sporty paced in and out his restroom as he tried to banish his worried thoughts. But that ended up failing as he couldn’t help but once again worry about Heat Wave. He knew the stallion was fast and powerful, but….something was up with this filly. Sporty had ran into psycho-fans before, and he knew what the warning signs were. But….with Velvet something just scared Sporty to the core.

Something was just plain off, suddenly though the stallions thoughts we’re cut off when he heard the sound of water hitting the floor. Sporty snapped his head over to the tub and saw in was overflowing. The stallion yelped and immediately rushed over to turn the faucet off, he then unplugged the stopper and let some water drain out. Sporty then ran off to get the mop as quickly as he could. And as he came back with the mop and cleaned up the bathwater he decided that maybe enough worrying had been done on his part tonight.

-X-X-X-

Velvet appeared to be walking in what looked to be a log cabin, the filly was no longer a filly. As she looked to be older, around her mid-twenties. The mare had a riding crop in her left hoof and a brown sack in her mouth as she left the log cabin to reveal she now lived in the desert. Velvet walked a far distance until she got to what looked to be the lid to a reinforced, steel, underground bunker. She entered in the password which read: Estrus.

The lid to the bunker then gave three beeps before it opened. With the lid gone it showed a void of infinite darkness that had a latter connected to the wall. Velvet then headed down the latter and closed the lid, and as the mare went down the latter a dim, red, light became more and more apparent. Finally she reached the bottom of the latter and Velvet’s hooves hit the steel floor. She then walked down the short corridor into a large room that led to a smaller room that had a shut door over it.

The large room had so many pictures of Velvet on the walls that steel couldn’t even be seen pass the pictures, all the pictures either had the mare in seductive or suggestive posses. The steel floor had a large, fluffy, velvet-cupcake-colored carpet on the floor. And on the east side of the carpet there sat a large padlocked chest. She then walked over to the steel door and entered in another password on a security panel that kept the door locked. Once the password was entered the door beeped three times before opening.

Velvet nudged the door opened and revealed a very small room that just barely came to the size of an outhouse. The small room had a toilet in the bottom right corner and a photo album in the bottom left. And finally a bed was at the top of the room that took up the top left and right corners completely. The bed was made clouds as the sheets were large, fluffy, soft, and made of cotton. A figure slept in the bed as it looked to be a pony, Velvet cooed as she saw the sleep form.

She then laid the sack on the carpet in the larger room and walked into the smaller room. Velvet shook the form of the sleeping pony,

“Wake up, Estrus.” She gently said. And the form began to shift slightly as it slowly woke up,

“Vel-Vel?” The form said as it’s voice was masculine just like a stallion. The form then shifted again and rolled over to see Velvet, and the form was revealed to be non-other than Heat Wave. Except, the stallion had a white, dried on, liquid coating his inner back legs and around his groin. The stallions normally flaming mane wasn’t even lit as instead of flame there was red strands of flat hair that made up the mane and tail. Heat Wave’s eyes we’re pale as his pupils seemed to be larger then they should’ve been.

Finally the stallion smiled as he saw Velvet, and when he saw the rod he flushed furiously and smiled even more. The stallion immediately got up as his wings we’re half-way open nearly close to having a wing boner.

“Easy, does it. Right now you need breakies, don’t you?” Velvet said, as she ran a hoof through Heat Wave’s mane. The stallion blushed and sat back down,

“Ye-Yes, I’m sorry.” Heat Wave apologized.

“It’s okay, you just got ahead of yourself. Now come on, time to head to the next room.” Velvet said, the stallion briskly nodded and began to follow but was stopped when his body reminded him of another need. Heat Wave blushed and Velvet picked up on this.

“Awww, does someone need to go potty?” Velvet said, Heat Wave meekly nodded. “Well get to it, Vel-Vel will be in the next room.” The mare the walked out the room, and dropped the rod on the carpet. She then picked up the sack and pulled out a plate and placed it on the carpet. She then pulled put three large carrots, twenty apple slices, and two cupcakes. The mare placed the items on the plate and once she evenly spaced the food out and as soon as she did she heard the sound of the toilet flushing. Heat Wave then walked out and sat in front of the plate, Velvet then walked over to the door and shut it.

When she turned around however she saw that Heat Wave was reaching for the rod. Velvet immediately stomped her hoof and that caused the stallion to jump and recoil.

“No Estrus! No spankies! Not until I give them to you, understand?” She said, as she walked over and snatched the rod.

“Ye-Yes Vel-Vel.” Heat Wave pouted, he then positioned himself back over the plate. Velvet then walked back on the other side of the plate and stayed silent. Heat Wave looked from Velvet and then to the plate and he whimpered in response. His front hooves shook as he began to drool from hunger, his stomach growling. Heat Wave looked up again this time with tears in his eye’s.

Finally Velvet smiled,

“You may eat you breakies, Estrus.” She said. Heat Wave immediately dove for the food and stuffed some of the apple slices in his mouth. The stallion ate them eagerly and as soon as he swallowed he stuffed more into his mouth. Velvet watched as the stallion scarfed down the morsels, eventually though the stallion ran out of food. And as soon as he realized this the stallion then picked up the plate and licked whatever crumbs or juices spilled on the plate. Once he licked it clean Heat Wave, he held out the plate and gave a few begging whimpers towards Velvet.

“Don’t worry, Estrus. I have more, but first I need you open your wings.” She said, Heat Wave complied and spread out his wings. Velvet then put a hoof in her sack and pulled out a container filled with mini-bagels with cream and gouda cheese spread on it. Heat Wave reached out for the container, Velvet handed the stallion the container and he automatically opened it and stuffed his face. While this was going on however Velvet was preening Heat Wave’s wings causing the stallion to let out squeaks and moans. Finally Velvet finished preening the fellow pegasus.

She then have Heat Wave a simple pat on the back right in between his wings. Heat Wave then closed his wings as he finished off the mini-bagels.

“There, now your full and your wings are nice and clean. Do you know what you get now?” Velvet said,

“Spa-Spankies?” Heat Wave said hopefully. The mare then picked up the rod,

“Uh-huh, know present thee flank to me.” Velvet said. Heat Wave smiled as his cheeks flushed, he then got up and lowered his upper body to that his flank was in the air. The stallions wings twitched as he let out almost silent squeals and moans at the mere thought of the first smack. Velvet paced back and forth in front of the raised hindquarters of Heat Wave.

“Ready?” Velvet said,

“Ye-Yes!” The stallion said.

“Alright.” Velvet said, and after a few tense seconds she finally smacked Heat Wave’s flank and the loud sound of leather on flesh. The stallion let out a squeak that quickly turned into a moan, and Heat Wave’s wings finally extended fully his wings going stiff. And just like that the ‘spankies' continued and with each hit and every smack heard Heat Wave moaned even louder. Suddenly though, (much to Heat Wave’s shock and dismay) the smacks stopped. The stallion waited for more but he didn’t get any, he then began to tear up as he realized that Velvet for whatever reason was cutting him off.

“Lower your flank, Estrus, and sit down.” Velvet said, and Heat Wave immediately sat down hoping to please Velvet in order to get more spankies. The stallion winced and let out a few squeaks as he sat down but he didn’t dare stand up as he saw the ridding crop/rod in Velvet’s hooves. Heat Wave felt the corners of his eyes grow moist.

“….Mo-More?” He said, Velvet shook her head and put the rod in the sack before throwing the sack next to the nearest wall.

“I’m sorry, Estrus. But, this is punishment for trying to get spankies early. I will not be finishing you off today.” Velvet said, the stallions cheeks flushed even redder before be began to cry.

“Daww, don’t be like that.” Velvet said, she then brought Heat Wave close into a tight hug. The stallion still cried as he hugged back forever.

“Mo-More, to-tomorrow?” Heat Wave said,

“Yes, if you behave. Remember, Estrus, I love you and I just want to keep you safe.” Velvet said. And the stallion’s sobs eventually calmed into silent crying.

“I-I love you Vel-Vel.” Heat Wave said, burying his face into Velvet’s chest.

“I know, just remember to listen to Vel-Vel. After all, we’re gonna be together…forever.” She replied, and Heat Wave hugged her even tighter he truly loved his Vel-Vel. Velvet then began to hum a lullaby as she rocked the stallion to sleep, and eventually Heat Wave was knocked out. She then laid the stallion gently on carpet and walked over to the chest. Velvet pulled out a key from her mane and undid the lock. And in the chest their was an assortment of different items including a few quilts.

Velvet then took a quilt and put it on Heat Wave, the stallion sighed contently in response and he snuggled into the blanket further. The mare then pulled out a camera from the chest and took a few pictures before putting the camera back. She then closed the chest and locked it again before picking up the sack from before she leaving the large room into the corridor. Velvet would be back soon and she knew when she got back that Heat Wave would either be asleep still or be awake crying for her to come out. The poor stallion couldn’t live without her, and he never tried to escape since she helped him see the light.

And now, he was hers forever.

-X-X-X-

Sporty immediately shot up from the bed screaming. The stallion took in deep breathes as his mind slowly calmed down. Once Sporty was able to think rationally he remembered he had another race today. Normally, Sporty would be very happy and excited for a race but instead it filled him with worry. Velvet immediately entered his head and Sporty bit her lip as he remembered the nightmare he had just escaped from.

‘After all, we’re gonna be together…forever.’ Velvet's voice ran through his head, the white pegasus then leaped from the bed and hurriedly got ready. He knew it was silly and childish but he needed to know if his dream was nothing more then a dream. The only thing the stallion didn’t rush was his preening, and in twenty minutes he was out the house in his usual jumpsuit and flew as fast as he could to him and Heat Wave’s meeting point.

-X-X-X-

Meanwhile Heat Wave himself was just flying through the meeting point that him and Sporty often met at when flying to work. The stallions normally flaming mane was smaller then usual as he let out a yawn. Suddenly thought Heat Wave saw a white and yellow blur and in a millisecond Sporty was right in front of him.

“Oh thank, Celestia, you’re okay!” Sporty said, Heat Wave blinked for a moment stunned and impressed at his friends speed. Finally he snapped out of it,

“Of course I’m okay. I’m guessing you didn’t sleep well or a nightmare?” Heat Wave said another yawn escaping his lips as he rubbed his eye’s.

“Yeah, I just needed to know that you we’re alright. You okay, you seem a bit tired.” Sporty said, noticing how sluggish the stallion before him seemed.

“Yeah, I couldn’t sleep all that good last night. At first I felt as if somepony was watching me, and then I ended up having some nightmares.” Heat Wave said, “But enough of that we can talk after work. We only have one race today.” The stallion then began to fly again and Sporty followed as he bit his lip.

‘Feeling as if somepony was watching him. N-No, it…it just had to be a coincidence….right?’ Sporty thought, as the Heat Wave he saw in his nightmare flashed through his head. The white stallion flinched and grimaced at the thought.

No, everything was fine, it was just a coincidence.

It just had to be.