To say that Molten Meadows was surprised at himself for suddenly being thrusted-or thrown, in this case-into such a precarious predicament as hanging over the side of a cliff-the only things keeping him from falling a good fifty or so feet to the ground being a few thick coils of rope and his dig partner, Obsidian- would be a bit of an overstatement. The white dragon hybrid didn’t mean to be so close to the edge when the royal blue earth pony accidently bumped into him, it just sort of...happened. Now here he was, swaying back and forth aimlessly while the other stallion attempted to pull him back up. Hearing a few exasperated grunts come from above, the swaying soon stopped, followed by an annoyed snort. The earth pony soon peered down at him, eyes shooting angry daggers while he frowned. “Molten, you better be glad that I pulled out those ropes, otherwise you would have been in big trouble:with me and your doctor.”
Despite the obvious feelings of disappointment and wrath that the older male was emitting towards him, the youth couldn’t help but smile knowingly and wag his tail, nonchalantly shrugging his shoulders while he gazed up at the cloudless sky. “Sorry, Sid. I guess I just got a bit carried away,” he called, watching with interest and slight amusement as his partner’s face turned to one of utter disgust before his head completely disappeared seconds later, replaced by another rope being thrown over the cliff face.
His ears strained to listen as he heard the other’s muffled voice shout “Either you grab onto that rope or I’m leaving you here for the rest of the dig!”
The stallion rolled his eyes, yet managed to reach up and take the end of rope in between his teeth, tightening his jaw around it as he let his body be slowly pulled back to safety, careful not to get nicked by any of the sharp rocks that jutted out towards him. He didn’t even get a chance to try and stand up before he was being dragged across the damp grass, face pressed into the cold dirt as the coils held him in place. “H-hey! What gives?” The earth pony didn’t respond and just kept moving, bringing him back to their nearby tent before throwing him inside it like he was a mere stick, glaring at him sharply before stepping out afterwards with a huff, flicking his tail for emphasis.
The tied up male snorted, staring at the closed tent flaps as the other’s shadow painted them black against the harsh light of the midday sun. “Really? Your just going to leave me like this?” When there was no answer, he reluctantly settled for the next best thing: attempting escape. Though he was great at getting tangled into ropes, the dragon hybrid wasn’t exactly the most skilled at getting out of them, writhing around to try and free himself from his binds, only to get more and more wrapped up in them. After a few grueling minutes of hearing and seeing nothing change, he finally whined in defeat, ears drooping. “Sid...c’mon, buddy. You know I can’t untangle myself from these ropes without help, and I don’t breathe fire. Can you please come back? I promise I won’t fall off anymore cliffs!” Silence was the only thing that greeted him. “Stubborn,” Molten thought as he sighed, wearily lowering his head while he waited, eventually falling into the comforting waves of sleep as the ordeal took its toll.
The first thing that the hybrid noticed upon stirring from his slumber was the absence of the constricting hold that the ropes had on him, allowing him to stretch his long body out freely, bones popping as they settled back into their proper places. His lilac colored irises darted around carefully when his vision cleared, pupils dilating as they adjusted to the darkness of the tent due to the lack of sunlight. His ears could pick up the faint sound of crickets chirping in the distance, the flaps of fabric fluttering quietly before him as a cool breeze gently passed through them. Not surprisingly, Obsidian was nowhere to be seen, not within the confines of the structure at least. Molten slowly stood and put one hoof in front of the other, using his tail for balance as he got reaccustomed with the aspect of walking, what with being restrained for so long. Suddenly stopping in his tracks, his ears lifted to listen to another sound: music?
Sure enough, the familiar tropical-equse strumming patterns that could only be associated with an ukulele rode on the wind, drawing him out of the tent into the clearing. The stallion blinked as Luna’s moon shone brightly above him, casting a glow on everything that its soft light touched while stars dotted a navy colored sky, tall emerald green grass gently swaying to and fro as the breeze changed directions. The sight was beautiful, and he sat down for just a moment to take it all in. The music then seemed to be getting louder, causing him to turn his head out of curiosity. Across the grass covered moonlit meadow, he could make out the small yet clearly recognizable figure of the other stallion, who was coming towards him with a seemingly large grin on his face. Molten raised a curious eyebrow when he approached, finishing the song that he was playing with a flourish. “You were rummaging through my bag, weren’t you?”
The earth pony shook his head dramatically. “No, I would never dream of doing such a thing!” Catching his friend’s unamused look, he pouted innocently, letting his ears slick back. “Ok...maybe...but I only wanted to play your uke out of spite. Your always bugging me with it, so I figured a little payback was needed.”
Molten stared at the archeologist for a few seconds before rolling his eyes, getting up and walking past him to look at the moon again. “At least play it badly. Then I’ll have more reasons to be mad at you.”
Obsidian snorted, laying the instrument down beside him before sitting himself. “Your mad at me? For what?” A sharp glare was all that was needed to remind him. “Oh, right. Sorry. At least I did what you asked, so that’s a good thing, right?” There was a moment of silence that fell between the two as they both watched the scenery before them, heartbeats slowing and minds partaking in the mystical spell that night had the land under with its elegance and grace. Without thinking, the earth pony turned his head to look at the hybrid, eyes going wide at what he observed. The wind had started to pick up again, flowing through the white stallion’s bright red and blue locks that curled around his head like ribbons. He could just make out the freckles that adorned his glowing face as the moon’s light reflected off of it. His amethyst irises sparkled beautifully against the paleness of his skin, giving him a more youthful appearance. The elder stallion’s breath hitched as his heart began to race, cheeks burning as he forced himself to tear his gaze away from the surprisingly striking creature beside him.
Molten noticed the movement, tilting his head in slight confusion as he looked over. “What’s wrong, Sid?”
“Celestia, aid me,” Obsidian practically cried out in his head. Everything was wrong. Couldn’t he see just what he was doing to him? These feelings hadn’t just randomly surfaced, either. They had been spread out over months of going on digs with him, perhaps even before that, discovering something other than numerous artifacts to bring to a museum. Could it be...attraction? Love even? The mental image of the hybrid utterly helpless while tangled up in ropes brought excited shivers down his spine as it came to mind. He desperately wanted to see that again, but first… “Er, nothing major, Molten. Can I confess something to you?”
The youth blinked in surprise, not expecting the usually reserved and introverted stallion to confide in him about something. This could get interesting.“Oh, uh. Sure, I guess. What is it?”
The earth pony gulped nervously, struggling to keep his breathing steady as the warmth in his face traveled up to his ears. He could feel the other staring at him, causing his face to flush darker. Averting his gaze from those gorgeous orbs, he squeezed his own eyes shut before blurting out, “I...I think I’m in love with you.” There was a beat of silence, long and excruciating, at least to him. Then, something unexpected: laughter. One eye opened cautiously to find Molten flashing an adorably warm grin as he chuckled, shaking his head. Obsidian became confused, tilting his head. Why was he laughing? Did he say something wrong?
Molten beamed brighter, the smile trickling upwards to reach his eyes. “Oh, Obsidian… you silly goose. That's the best thing you've told me all week. Of course you love me, we’ve known each other our whole lives!”
The larger male's face looked even more bewildered, then shifted into understanding as the realization dawned on him. A slight frown tugged at his lips, and his head dipped towards his chest. “Oh...right. I didn't mean a platonic love...I meant...a love love. Like romantically.”
The hybrid’s currently wagging tail stopped, a tidal wave of different emotions crashing onto his face: first excited, then confused, finally nestling into a rare case of shyness, a faint blush of his own dusting his cheeks. “A-Are you sure? I mean, you did tell me once back in high school that girls were more your thing.”
The memory of that conversation drifted into Obsidian’s mind, an image of a younger version of the stallion before him flashing behind his eyes. He hadn’t noticed at the time, but those usually bright, joyful eyes looked...sad, almost disappointed. A frown was on his face, forcefully turning into a smile when their eyes met, going along with whatever his friend was telling him. The earth pony shook the mental projection away, giving the other a sympathetic look as a twinge of guilt coursed through him. “You’ve...felt the same way for a while now, haven’t you?”
Molten nodded, smiling sadly. “Everyday while recovering from my hoofball injury. You were so sweet to me: bringing me food, carrying my things while I was in a wheelchair, snuggling with me whenever you came over and I couldn’t fall asleep…” He trailed off as a content expression graced his features, remembering all of those times that the two shared. Then, it fell as quickly as it came. “Then I asked you about your thoughts on potential relationships, and…” He looked down towards the ground, suddenly seeming more interested in the soil underneath his hooves. His voice was soft as he continued. “When you asked me to become your digging partner, I was thrilled. It meant that we could spend more time together outside of causal run ins. But-”
“I started becoming more business oriented towards you,” the other finished as the pit of guilt grew and expanded within his stomach. It was amazingly sad to think of how long those feelings had been suppressed. Adding in the fact that he never knew that those feelings even existed. Sure, the dragon hybrid was known to be flirtatious and touchy, but he did that all the time. Hearing the sadness in his voice made Obsidian’s heart ache. He decided to choose his next words carefully, hopeful to shed at least a little joy into the situation. “Well...maybe it doesn’t have to be that way anymore. I’m willing to give us a try, Molten.”
The look of pure surprise and delight that shone on the other’s face was enough to make the typically straight faced and emotionless earth pony smile softly, pleased to see how happy he was to hear that. His round pupils went wide with excitement as his tail started wagging once again, almost in a violent manner. “R-Really? You mean it?” Seeing his friend now turned lover nod sweetly, his body moved on its own accord, pouncing onto the older stallion, knocking them both over into the grass. They began giggling as if they were colts playing a game of tag, tails winding around each other. When the sounds faded, Molten peered down at the one underneath him, watching his expression change from one of contentment to one of desire and need. His breathing grew deeper at the sight of his eyes lidding, a low, almost seductive purr rumbling like thunder deep within his chest. Heat flooded the hybrid’s face when the other’s reddish pink tongue peeked out, slowly traveling across his lips before drawing back into his mouth.The actions made it clear that something was wanted, and soon. “Sid...Do you want to kiss me?”
“I thought you’d never ask.” The gap between their heads closed, lips meeting in a light and gentle kiss. Their movements were slow, taking the time to fully explore each other's paces and methods. Obsidian gasped inwardly as he felt a surge of warmth glide against his teeth, opening his mouth slightly in response. A soft groan escaped him when Molten's long, forked tongue slowly pushed into the empty space, coiling around his own as the kiss deepened. However, as quickly as they had started, things stopped, causing him to whine when he pulled back, eyes narrowing. “Your teasing me already?”
The white stallion chuckled lightly while giving him a flirty look, sliding off to help pull him up. “Oh, no. You'll know when I'm teasing you.” He then turned around to head back into their tent, hips swaying from side to side while his tail hiked up, leaving nothing to the imagination as his round rear jiggled around freely. Looking back, he gave his partner a wink. “See you in the morning, big boy,” he called, voice carrying a sultry tone. He smirked at hearing the other growl lowly, clearly turned on. Once inside, a bright smile broke onto his face, eyes twinkling. Now that the two were together, this was going to be a new start for the both of them, and already things were going well. He just hoped that it would last as long as it could.
The next few weeks passed by in a blur, the pair learning new things about each other every day. Molten was pleased to see that Obsidian didn’t mind being public about showing his affection, though his face would always flush in a cute manner, stammering everytime he wanted a kiss whenever other ponies were around. In truth, the older stallion had dated males before, but they were just for testing the waters, nothing too special. This, however, was completely different, as the earth pony planned to give him the best after having been swept to the side for so long. Today, they were spending the afternoon visiting a local science center, the archeologist clearly excited about the fossil and meteorite exhibits, spouting facts about some of the pieces as if he were giving a presentation. The dragon hybrid couldn’t help but laugh at his coltfriend’s obsession with his work as they wandered into the next room, this one almost completely dark save for a few floor lights that shot beams up to the ceiling. Molten tilted his head, then gasped as he looked up, finding that hundreds of fireflies flitted around behind a glass panel, glowing like little yellowish green stars. Stealing a glance at the stallion beside him, a faint smile appeared when he saw the other’s eyes going wide in awe and wonder, the faint glow from the fireflies illuminating his otherwise darkened face. “Pretty, isn’t it?” he asked softly, watching as Obsidian turned to look at him.
“Mhm, not as pretty as you though.”
“Awe, Sid...your too kind.”
The earth pony smirked, thick black eyebrows knitting together. “Am I now?” He then leaned over to whisper into his ear, “I can stop being kind, if that’s what you want.”
The smaller stallion sputtered, breaking eye contact as he tried to come up with a coherent sentence, cheeks going red. “N-not now, big guy. Save that for later.”
Obsidian rolled his eyes as he scoffed. “What’s wrong? I thought you liked me talking down to you.”
Molten let out a nervous whine, head whipping around to make sure no one else was in earshot before he hissed. “I do, but here is not the place. I’m not going to be responsible for a filly overhearing you and running off to ask her mother what a hickey is. How about we enjoy this, and then you can have at it when we get home, ok?”
The taller male grinned deviously, tail wagging in approval. He already had something planned for the evening, and he couldn’t wait to see how things would turn out. “Sounds good to me.”
The barn was dark as Molten quietly pulled one of the doors open, slinking inside like a cat. He cautiously looked around as the thin beam of moonlight coming in from the opening stretched out onto the ground, hitting a few hay bales before reaching the back wall of the rather small building, not much larger than a stable. He became confused when he didn’t see his coltfriend anywhere, shoulders tensing. Obsidian had told him earlier to meet him in the barn at midnight, for he had something to give him. The hybrid was already a bit nervous after having to sneak out of his house at such a late hour, now feeling more uneased as he began to wander around to search for the other stallion. He didn’t hear the hoofbeats coming up behind him until it was too late, eyes becoming pinpoints as a rope suddenly wrapped around his neck, yanking him backwards.
All air left him as he struggled, front hooves flying as he attempted to get away from his attacker, only for them to end up being tied against his torso, causing him to fall forward into the dirt, growling as he bucked wildly with his hind legs. They too were soon grabbed and shoved towards his chest, rope winding around his body before the ends were tied into a knot, leaving only his head and rear out in the open. Molten scowled bitterly, ready to give whoever was doing this a piece of his mind...that is until he saw a familiar colored hoof step into view. “Obsidian?!” He was then rolled onto his back, coming face to face with the assailant himself.
The earth pony gave him a wicked smile as he waved hello. “Hey there, sweet thing. Did you like the surprise?”
The downed stallion snorted, pouting while his tail thumped against the ground in annoyance. “If by ‘surprise’ you mean ‘being scared out of my wits’, then yeah, I loved it.” Realizing something, his face became thoughtful. “This is the second time you’ve done this, to me specifically. Do you have a thing for tying me up or something?” His eyes went wide with fear (and slight arousal) when the other nodded, a sultry smirk coming onto his face and something stirring from underneath him.
“Right on the money, kit,” Obsidian purred, eyes going cloudy with desire as they roamed down the male’s bound body, his emerged cock twitching as it waited to be buried deep within the plush looking ass in front of him. “Mmm, and I think I’m ready to claim what’s mine. You’ve been teasing me all day, mister. Don’t tell me you didn’t see this coming.”
Molten shook his head, blushing as his own prick glided out of its sheath, coaxed out by the intensity of the stare coming from the elder stallion. “N-not so soon, no.... I thought you would at least wait till the weekend. I’ve got work tomorrow.”
“Work can wait. Right now, all I’m interested in is you.” The hybrid squeaked when he suddenly pressed his muzzle into the other’s exposed greyish white ballsack, nuzzling affectionately at the warm, plump orbs. The feeling of them lightly slapping against his nose followed by the addictive scent of the stallion’s musk was enough to make the earth pony start drooling, soon resorting to bathing them in slow, tentative licks and warm kisses. He started to purr at the sight of Molten’s grey and white mottled shaft stand at attention, pulling back from his current objective to look at it. Raised veins adorned its otherwise smooth and pristine surface, the musky scent seeming to get stronger as a drop of pre leaked from the bulbous pink tip. Obsidian flashed a grin. “Awe, were you close already? Such a needy boy…”
Molten whined pitifully as he started to drift back down from the delightful high that he had been on from the stimulation, heart pounding loudly in his ears. Still being able to move his hips, he pivoted them from side to side, causing the erect member to bob and sway slightly in a tantalizing manner. His voice went up an octave as he murmured, “Yes, Sid. I’m your needy boy. Would you do him a favor and finish him off? He’s so close…”
The larger stallion blinked at the sudden shift in atmosphere, not that he minded. His eyes lidded, laying down to get better access. “As you wish.” Dipping his head, the tip of his tongue touched the heated skin of the base of the other’s shaft, causing him to gasp sharply, hind legs threatening to clamp together. The tongue slid up it at a snail’s pace, leaving a shiny trail behind it as it glided over bumpy veins and indentions. Finally it reached the tip, bright and beautiful as more hot drops were released, flowing down in the opposite direction of its path. Obsidian hummed contently, looking at the hybrid dead straight in the eyes while his tongue roughly flicked over the hole, shockwaves of pleasure firing up to the other’s brain. Molten’s head fell back as he moaned, back arching as the earth pony suddenly took all of him at once, nose lightly bumping against his medial ring. He couldn’t help but start to pant as the familiar feeling of warm pressure bubbling up resurfaced, this time even more intense than the last.
“O-oh...Sid…” he whimpered desperately as his vision started to get blurry, wanting Obsidian to slow down, but the male paid him no mind, continuing to move his head up and down his hot and rigid shaft at an even faster pace than before. One final bob did him in, crying out loudly as his body tensed and all of that pressure exploded, thick ropes of white shooting into the earth pony’s awaiting mouth, both of them moaning simultaneously. When his flow finally stopped, he shuddered and gasped when he felt the other swallow around him, the warm pool of liquids that lapped against him draining down into the earth pony’s stomach. Obsidian waited until he was finished to slowly pull back, the tip flopping out with a pop. He watched curiously as Molten then turned away from him, doing his best to curl up into a ball as he now rested on his side.
It took him a second to catch his breath, but he managed to ask “You ok?”
The dragon hybrid nodded tiredly, eyelids drooping as he struggled to stay awake. “Uh huh...thank you, Obsidian…”
The elder smiled fondly at the youth, scooting up to kiss his forehead. “I’m sorry if I hurt you...I got a little ahead of myself. Do you want me to untie you?” The other nodded, and he pulled at the knot holding the ropes together, restraints falling limply beside them in a heap as he tugged them off. Curling himself around the white stallion, an eyebrow raised at seeing his somewhat disappointed expression. “What’s the matter, kit?”
Molten chuckled lightly at the nickname, resting his head on the warm, fluffy and broad chest in front of him. “I didn’t get to return the favor…”
Obsidian laughed at that, grinning while he nuzzled his coltfriend’s nose. “Awe, c’mon. You needed that, I can tell. No need to pay me back.... unless you want to.”
The hybrid smirked, closing his eyes as he began drifting off. “Hmm… believe me...I really want to.”
The blue earth pony woke with a start when he felt something hot splash onto his stomach, opening his eyes wearily to find quite a sight resting before him. Molten was hovering above him, a blissed out expression adorning his face while their now spent cocks rubbed against each other, as for some reason his decided to show itself overnight. Obsidian looked down at the white puddle that stained his fur, letting out an amused snort. The smaller male heard the noise, grinning brightly when he saw that the other was awake. “Morning, big boy~ I thought you’d never wake up.”
“So you play with me while I’m asleep? Rude...but I guess that explains the dream I was having.”
The hybrid giggled, lifting off of him to pick up a rag that he brought from the house before he started his ministrations, tossing it onto the stallion still lying on his back, cleaning up the mess they had made the best he could. “What was it about?” he questioned, genuinely curious.
“Well…”
“Don’t hold out on me, Sid. I did just blow your pretty prick and made you cum without you even knowing. At least give me this.”
Obsidian let out a low sigh, sitting up to abruptly roll them over so he now rested on top of Molten, pushing a fallen lock of hair out of his face. “It was about me doing what I didn't get to last night,” he purred playfully, feeling himself start to get hard once again as he gazed into the youth’s innocent looking eyes, which widened once the realization hit him.
“Oh? And what was that?”
The earth pony hummed at the question, slowly pushing the hybrid’s hind legs apart with his tail. “Why don't I show you?” He started to lazily grind himself into the soft flesh of the other’s toned thighs, causing him to shudder as his tip would occasionally bump against Molten's quickly stiffening shaft, the one beneath him whimpering as his hips lifted. Obsidian's breathing was heavy when he finally pulled back, heat radiating from his body as it wanted more, and now. His cock throbbed at the sight of a flash of pink amidst all of the white: the stallion was spreading himself for him. As much as he wanted to just let loose and rut his partner senseless, he held back, knowing that the size difference between them could become painful if he wasn't careful. “You did prep yourself before this, right?”
Molten, who was in the process of catching his own breath, quickly nodded, giving him a warm and reassuring smile as his eyes lidded. “Of course, Sid. I always do, you know that. I'm ready for you.”
The larger male's heart skipped a beat at hearing that, smiling back. “Ok...if you say you did, then I trust you. Just tell me if you need me to stop, alright?” Seeing the hybrid nod again, he shifted positions to be lined up with the awaiting hole, slowly pushing into it with the utmost of gentleness and care. He knew he did something right, because the smaller stallion's face turned into one of pure bliss, mouth falling open in a soundless moan. He managed to get halfway into those slick, hot anal walls before he had to stop, noticing that the other was not looking comfortable, eyebrows scrunched up in pain. “Molten. Look at me.” The slightly watery purple eyes opened to gaze up at him with slight confusion. “Your tense, kit. What did I tell you last time to do when you get tense?”
Molten looked even more confused at first, then blinked as he remembered what he had been told the first time that they had done this. “Breathe?”
“That's right. Deep breaths for me, ok? I'll go slow.” He felt the tightness loosen up as the hybrid heeded his advice, giving him the go ahead to push in deeper. Soon his long length was snugly secured within the other stallion, and he panted as the walls would squeeze and convulse around him randomly, ripples of pleasure traveling up and down his back as he simply took them in, not bothering to move until he felt that the both of them were ready. Instead, he took the time to watch Molten's face change from one expression to the other, calling out his name in a breathless tone with every twitch and throb of his own dick, he was that pent up. Obsidian bit his lip at this, eyes lidding as he decided to finally ask “You ready, Molten?”
“Oh, yes, Sid. Why didn't you ask me sooner?”
The earth pony rolled his eyes, gripping tightly onto the hybrid's hips instead of answering. The convulsions got stronger when he started to move, going slow at first yet quickly picking up speed. Suddenly, he pulled out just as he was about to burst, every muscle in his body tensing and releasing at once from the shock.
Molten's hind legs lifted up on their own accord from the feeling of emptiness that took a second to register. He frowned, having been denied of that sweet rush of release... again. His voice was shaky as he whined “W-what was that for?”
The elder stallion chuckled as he regained his previously lost composure, so close to finishing himself. “Take it as payback for earlier. Don't worry, I'll make sure you get to feel it.” Leaning back, he let his wet and rather sensitive equipment recklessly thrust against the youth's, lights flashing behind his eyes when everything quickly came undone, cum shooting up like a small geyser, only to fall and splatter onto the one beneath him, who was also unleashing his load onto himself, not that he cared at this point. Obsidian fell back when he couldn't hold himself up any longer, staring blankly at the wooden rafters above him as he struggled to get air back into his lungs, suddenly feeling very cold, among other things. His ears perked, picking up the sounds of Molten breathing heavily along with him, followed by a soft yet dramatic sigh.
“Dad’s going to kill me.”
The random change in topic made the earth pony shake his head fondly and laugh, though it was light. “That's your first thought after what you just experienced? I don't even get a thank you.”
The hybrid's voice was heavily laden with sarcasm as he announced “Thank you for tying me up for no real reason except for your own desires, denying me twice, and not bothering to finish inside me and leaving me with this mess to clean up before my parents start wondering where I went.” There was a beat of silence before he added, “Is that good enough for you?”
“It’ll do.” Obsidian managed to roll over onto his side, just in time to see the other slowly make his way over to the door that was cracked open, ignoring the liquids that dripped from his fur, leaving dots of white in his wake. The sight was enough to make the larger stallion twitch, though he knew that nothing would be coming out for a good minute...until he got home, at least. “Hey, Molten?”
Molten turned his head to look back, breath hitching at seeing the earth pony’s frame be illuminated by the bright sunlight, catching the equally bright smile on his face. “Yeah?”
“I love you.”
The youth beamed, eyes shimmering. “Love you, too, big guy. Catch you later.”
Author's Note
Thanks for Reading! If you have any suggestions for future fics, feel free to me know. Until next time!
