"You've been there quite a while now, Miss Trixie," Hoo'Far commented.
"Trixie is aware," the blue mare responded.
"You must be getting quite tired."
"Trixie is fine, thank you."
"It's getting quite hot today you know."
"Rather difficult to ignore that fact."
"Yet still you do not budge."
"That I do not."
Hoo'Far sighed.
"As tiresome as I find this, I must confess that I admire your conviction on this matter. Few ponies would go to such lengths for a mere transport, even one to which they hold sentimental value."
A dry chuckle escaped the mare on the road.
"I assure you, there's nothing I wouldn't do to get what I wanted."
The calm stallion smiled.
"Referring to yourself in the first person? You must be getting tired now."
Trixie grimaced, then finally got to her hooves, staring at the new owner of her beloved wagon with scorn.
"Look, I understand and accept that you believe that you are the rightful owner of this wagon, and I mean you no ill will."
Her eyes squinted angrily.
"But that is still my wagon and I will not go anywhere until I have it!"
Hoo'Far's smile faded a little.
"Miss Trixie, we have been over this. You do not have my original wagon to trade back, and your friend, who does have it, is quite far away by this point."
Trixie frowned at the mention of her travelling companion, but remained silent as her current banter partner continued.
"Quite frankly, it is only through my respect for your magical abilities and showmareship that I have been as patient as I have been."
Trixie paused, her mind racing with plan after plan on how to get her wagon back. She had nothing to give him in exchange, and she knew it, even though she considered all manner of possible things she might give him at a later date. But she knew, in her heart, that this wasn't the kind of guy to accept anything other than what he could see. Promises weren't going to cut it. Then, in the midst of all of this, a new thought sprang up in the forefront of her mind. A thought that, if one were generous, could be described as distasteful. But in the face of her current predicament, she soon found herself focusing on nothing else. A long sigh came from her, and she looked Hoo'Far right in the eye.
"Sir...there is one thing I can offer you in exchange for my wagon. And frankly...it is the only thing I can offer."
Hoo'Far's eyebrow arched, showing interest.
"Oh? And what might that be?"
Taking a step forward, Trixie frowned, pointing straight into her own chest.
"I can offer you...time with me. As in..."
She hesitated for the briefest of moments.
"...intimate time with me."
It took no time whatsoever for the stallion's eyes to shoot open wide in pure shock.
"Miss! I hope you're not suggesting that you're offering...to prostitute yourself?!"
Trixie scoffed at that.
"This is nothing like prostitution! It's just a mare offering to have some physical time with a stallion in exchange for getting something ba..."
Pausing, a look of embarrassment came to her.
"...Okay, it's a little bit like prostitution."
Hoo'Far, for the first time today, actually seemed outright offended by that suggestion.
"I do not know what kind of stallion you take me for, but I want no part in an offer like that!"
Trixie frowned right back.
"Are you saying you wouldn't want to get together with me?!"
Hoo'Far pointed an accusing hoof at her.
"That is not what I'm saying! You are a fine-looking mare, it is true. Any stallion would consider themselves quite lucky to spend such time with you."
In spite of her current irritation at the whole situation, Trixie afforded herself a moment of pride.
"Well, I suppose I can accept some flattery from you."
But Hoo'Far's displeasure of all this returned.
"But you are not suggesting we do this because of some affection for me, but simply because you want something from me!"
Trixie, who had just about had enough of this, stepped forward again, aggressively pointing her hoof straight into Hoo'Far's chest.
"Look! I'm very frustrated right now! I've lost my wagon, and I've spent the last few days cooped up with a very attractive mare with zero action along the way!"
A smirk came to her.
"I promise you, my wagon is only part of what I'd be getting out of this."
Hoo'Far, for his part, was clearly taken aback by that.
"Um...pardon?"
Trixie stepped forward, her hips showing just the tiniest sway as she did so.
"Is it true what they say about Saddle-Arabian stallions, you know...down there?"
Hoo'Far coughed.
"Well...that might be just a stereotype."
In a mirror to Trixie a few minutes ago, a look of pride emerged in his face.
"In my case it could be somewhat true, but still..."
Trixie chuckled.
"What do you say then? Two attractive and willing adults having a little fun? And maybe my wagon as a sort of...thank you afterwards?"
Hoo'Far tapped his chin.
"I'm still not sure about that particular side of things..."
He glanced back to Trixie's wagon, before looking back to the mare herself with renewed interest.
"...but I suppose few stallions could claim to have spent such time with the Great and Powerful Trixie."
Sultriness came to the blue mare's eyes.
"That's the spirit! Now..."
Turning, she raised her rump up slightly.
"...shall we?"
Smiling, Hoo'Far walked forward, but stopped just short of reaching her, looking to her with another raised eyebrow.
"You're not in heat by any chance, are you?"
Trixie rolled her eyes.
"Of course not! I may love my wagon, but I'm not gonna get myself pregnant over it!"
Satisfied with that, Hoo'Far nodded, then slowly approached her. Trixie, hearing him get closer from behind, started to blush. She was no stranger to stallions like this, but the knowledge that he was coming caused her heartbeat to rise, and her breathing became heavier. Hoo'Far, on his side of things, also started to become more excited, and his equipment started to engorge as he drew nearer to his companion for the afternoon. Soon, he was upon her, mounting her gently, and Trixie felt his tip against her opening, causing a slight gasp.
"What, you gonna draw this out?" she asked.
Hoo'Far chuckled.
"Only to help heighten your time with this."
Trixie smiled in spite of her self.
"In that case...carry on."
Hoo'Far moved in closer, and within moments he slowly penetrated her. At first, he went in only a little bit, sending wave after wave of low-level pleasure through his partner. Trixie, feeling him inside her, suddenly gained a curious look.
"If I may ask...how much should I expect to be going in there?"
Hoo'Far, though he knew she couldn't see him from this angle, put on an innocent look.
"Well...you know how long my horn is?"
Trixie didn't need to hear anything else, and her eyes widened.
"Oh...my."
With that, Hoo'Far wasted no time, and moved in deeper and deeper. Trixie gasped as she felt the stallion slide inside her. Within only a few seconds, she found that his claims had not been exaggerated, and it was not long before she was completely full, like a sword in its sheath.
"Oh...okay...wasn't expecting that," she remarked.
Hoo'Far, who was biting his own lip to keep his own moans of pleasure inside, took this moment to enjoy the feel of being inside her. After a time, he simply had to comment on her.
"You...you are quite comfortable, Miss Trixie."
One of the mare's customary smirks came to her.
"Well...Trixie does try to impress after all."
Hoo'Far smiled.
"Indeed you have. You are very, shall we say...cosy? Much like your wagon in fact."
Hearing that, Trixie's smirk vanished, replaced instead with a look of "oh it's on", which prompted her to look over her shoulder and narrow her eyes at him.
"That's it, Mister! No more teasing! You're doing me now!"
To that, Hoo'Far gave a salute.
"Yes, Ma'am!"
And do her he did, pulling back just slightly and then thrusting forward, hitting her back wall with at least twice the force he'd been using before. This upped vigour caused Trixie to throw back her head and finally let out as gasp of unfiltered pleasure, causing a smile for her partner. So, he continued, repeatedly pulling out and then sliding back in, with Trixie's marehood continuing to tighten its grip around his member with each and every thrust. He too was becoming overwhelmed, looking about as flustered and sweaty as she was, if not more so. Trixie through it all was barely able to speak, yet continued to try all the same.
"You've, ugh...done, oh...this...before...haven't...you?"
Hoo'Far smiled through his obviously strained face.
"Y...ugh...yes. Though you're...so much better...than the mares...back home!"
Trixie matched his smile.
"In that case, Sir...let's finish this!"
Hoo'Far was more than willing to comply, and gave one final almighty push forward. His tip reached her deepest point even harder, and that did the trick, causing both him and her to unleash everything they'd been holding back onto one another. They both gasped with euphoria over this release, and soon found themselves panting uncontrollably. So much energy had been literally poured into this that the two soon found that they had to get onto their knees due to their inability to stand, though Hoo'Far continued to remain inside his partner.
"Miss Trixie?" he asked.
Slowly, the mare looked back to him.
"...Yes?"
Hoo'Far smiled.
"You were wonderful."
The showmare grinned.
"Well...Great is one of my titles after all."
The two shared a laugh, and though he did not say it, Hoo'Far considered her to be utterly beautiful in her after-glow, though Trixie could probably tell from the way he was looking at her. After a while, the stallion slowly slid back out of her, and the two started to regain their strength. Having eventually caught their breath, Hoo'Far gave a slight bow of his head to her.
"Miss Trixie...I believe you have a wagon to take."
Trixie looked to him with surprise.
"Oh? I must confess, I was half expecting you to not actually go through with that."
Hoo'Far smirked.
"After this? I feel you've earned it."
Suddenly, a realisation came to Trixie.
"I...just remembered that you'll probably have no transport of your own after this."
But Hoo'Far merely waved her off.
"My friend, I am a stallion of the road. I may sleep under the stars with no issue. And perhaps..."
He looked to her warmly.
"...one day we shall meet again and...converse once more."
Understanding his meaning, Trixie gave him a due sultry look.
"Well, let it never be said that Trixie never tried to please her fans."
The two laughed again together, which ended with Hoo'Far giving her a sweeping bow, which Trixie was sure to mirror after he'd finished. With that all done and dusted, Hoo'Far made his way away again, with Trixie watching him go. She watched until her partner was no longer on the horizon, leaving her alone at long last. Well, almost alone, as she now looked to her beloved wagon, almost fawning over it. She approached the wood and wheels of the thing, sensually stroking the side of it.
"Hello, my beauty. Did you miss me? I certainly missed you!"
Satisfaction came to her, and a long sigh escaped her moments afterwards.
"Well, I got my wagon back and I got laid! Is there truly nothing the Great and Powerful Trixie cannot do for herself?"
"Trixie!"
The call of her name caused her smile to vanish, and she turned, seeing that it was Starlight, rushing towards her while pulling Hoo'Far's original wagon. At the sight of her friend, Trixie sighed again, nodding to nobody in particular.
"Oh, right...I've still got that to deal with."
