Wake Up

“I gotta go do things to my bug,” you called to Celestia, hoisting Metamora over your shoulder as you made for the exit.

“Go,” she smiled, “You’ve both earned it.”

“You heard her, bugbutt,” you smirked, slapping her firm, chitinous bug butt, “Let’s go make love.”

“Hive, Anon! That was the worst pun!”

“I’m fucking excited, alright! I…” you paused, “I didn’t realize how much I wanted that.”

“I did,” she replied, her voice like honey, “…to finally give you what you wanted. I- I could explode.”

“Well you can explode all you want in a few minutes,” you offered, finally clearing the room and entering into the empty hallway, “Um… Which way.”

“Put me down and I’ll show you.”

“Nah, I like this,” you declined, squeezing her.

“Put me down and you can stare at my ass the entire way.”

“Fuck. You have a point,” you acquiesced, kneeling down to let her gracefully dismount you. She slid off of you, moving to stand in front of you. Once on the ground she knelt on her forehovves, leaving just her rear in the air for you to admire.

“Enjoying the view, Anon?” she asked, putting a little extra wiggle in her rump as you stood back up.

“We’re not going to make it back to the bedroom are we?”

“We better, because I have a feeling we’re going to do things that will make them regret giving us citizenship.”

“We’re going to do things? No ‘you’re a pervert, Anon’? No ‘hive, how are you already hard’?” you mocked.

“You heard what I said back there and you’re surprised that I’m in the mood? Come on, you can give me shit for wanting your dick inside me once your dick’s inside me.”

She led the way onward, her expert navigation made much more interesting by the definitely intentional swaying of her hips. God you loved how she looked before her metamorphosis, but now… she was perfect.

You skirted through the halls, paying absolutely zero attention to anything except Metamora. The way the muscles in her legs rippled with each step, the way her tail swished back and forth, revealing more of her than you could already see through her translucent tail. The way she’d hike her tail any time the coast was clear, maybe even giving you a little wink, which was always accompanied by an adorable shudder.

It didn’t matter that your fucking room was on the other side of the damn castle, or that your legs were tired from… really everything that had happened over the past several hours, days… whatever. It didn’t matter because you knew as soon as you did get there, you could stop just looking at her fine ass and do something about it. Fuck did you want to do things to her. But that time eventually came, the familiar door bowing sideways at your command. You all but kicked it shut after you, staring at your love with a hunger that would make a lion run for cover.

“Finally!” Metamora squealed, turning to you and staring back with a need just as fierce.

“God you’re gorgeous,” you shudder, lost in her eyes once more. You pulled your shirt over your head quickly before realizing you were being a bit hasty, “Sorry, I should probably savor this, shouldn’t I?”

“No! We can savor in a minute, just… Come on, take off your fucking pants Anon,” Metamora whined, staring hungrily at you, watching as you hooked your thumbs in your waistband.

“Hold your horses!” you exclaimed, “Er… bad choice of expression.”

“Take your pants off and you can hold me and call me a whorse all you want,” she begged.

“One order of disappearing pants, coming right up,” you conceded, pulling your pants down, cheekily leaving your tented boxers behind.

“Anon I swear to the hive if I can’t see your dick in the next five seconds I’m going to go back to the hive, find Pharynx, and make him fuck me. As you.”

“Wow, that’s just cold. Plus you would never, you can’t get what you want from him.”

“Shut up and just-” she froze, watching you pull your remaining garment off, “Fuuuuuck Anon you have no idea how much I need this.”

“Alright then, how do you want it? Fast, slow, on all fours, on the bed?”

“No Anon, I want to be on top this time. You’ve done so much for me, now it’s time for me to give back.”

“Em, you don’t have to-” you tried, shutting up as she nudged you toward the bed insistently.

“It’s time for me to show you how much I love you,” she said, pushing you down onto the bed as she climbed atop you, “Plus, it’s about time I put you in your place. You’re about to fuck a Queen.”

“And the second best one I’ve fucked at that!” you joke.

“Anon! I can’t believe-”

“Come on, Em. You know I’m kidding. You’ll always be my Queen.”

“Every time I try to be sexy or try to make a joke, you always have to come over the top of me and-”

“Hey, not every time! I’ll be cumming from underneath you this time.”

“Just like that! If I didn’t want you so damn much I’d hate that.”

“I’ll tone it down if you want.”

“Just this once? Please?”

“Anything for you, Em.”

“Anything?” she asked, looking into your eyes, “A kiss then?”

You nodded, reaching up to cup her cheek as she leaned in on top of you. Her lips met yours like they had so many times before, the feeling was the same. The warmth of her lips on yours, the slight tickle as the short fur of her snout danced under your nose, the moment where you both decided to go further. Her tongue met yours, signaling a warm, wet hello. You let her take the lead, only weakly protesting the movements of her much more limber tongue with your own. Eventually she pulled back, letting your tongue escape her vicious attack while still leaving her mouth pressed against yours.

You felt her lower down onto you, feeling a warmth from her that was much more intense than you remembered. Her chest lined up with yours, with the beating of your hearts a never ending telegraph testifying to your love. The next thing you noticed were her spread hindlegs on either side of your hips, coming in brief contact as she continued her slow, purposeful collapse. The warmth between her legs was close enough to your dick that you could feel it heating the air around it, knowing the moment you’d been waiting for was only moments away.

And then it happened, you felt that wet, steaming heat against you as she finally made contact, watching her shudder as she tried to ride out the powerful sensations from just coming into contact with your dick. But in the end, sensation won out, her legs going weak as she fell against you. Her entire body was limp against you, trying its best to melt into you at every point. You could feel your dick sandwiched between your stomach and hers, the small teats just north of her slit conforming around the base of your shaft.

“Fuck,” you hiss, reaching out to wrap your arms around her, “I need this.”

“Me too,” she agreed, rolling her hips against you delicately, rewarding you with soft pressure and a fleeting pleasure along your dick.

“You know this,” you emphasized, nodding towards your dick, “this would never have happened in my world.”

“What do you mean?” she asked, cocking her head.

“Getting to be with someone so beautiful, getting to lay with someone so beautiful. I would never have been so lucky.”

“You really think I’m beautiful?” she asked, rocking a little faster, “leg holes and all?”

“I absolutely do. Every part of you.”

“Thank you. I…” she trailed off, lifting off of you, “I feel beautiful.”

“Em,” you asked, your dick springing straight up, “Is it time?”

“Yes, Anon,” she confirmed, lining herself up before your lance. Before you could say anything, you felt yourself sinking inside of her slowly, her insides warm, pleasant, inviting. After an agonizing descent that made you want to grab her and slam her down on you, she slowly - too slowly - started to reverse. As she rose back up, you could feel her tighten around you, begging you please don’t go. But you’d be back, you always came back. And with a little longer to wait, you did.

She built up a rhythm, doing all the work as you lay, shaking from the attention. Her motions got faster as she planted her forehooves on either side of you to steady herself, staring deeply into you eyes as she moaned and squeaked with each pass. You just relaxed, letting yourself feel the pleasure from her assault.

She bounced on your dick with a coordinated frenzy, her pace rough but her actions deliberate. Each time you came to rest fully inside her, you could see a small bulge inside of her, outlining just how deep you were in your mare.

“Fuck, has that always been there?” you asked, pointing to the small distention.

“I never noticed… But hive that’s hot… I swear this dick was made to wreck ponies,” she moaned, coming to rest with you hilted completely inside of her, “Wreck me, Anon.”

“God, Em… you can’t just say things like that,” you groaned, rolling your hips weakly against her.

“I can say whatever I want, Anon. I think I proved that by now.”

“You know what, Em.”, you agreed, grabbing her hips and beginning to thrust up into her, “You sure can. And I’ll love every damn word of it.

“I know which ones you love most.”

“Oh?” you inquired, “Which part is that?”

“The ones I make when I cum with you inside.”

“Are you…”

“I’m close.”

“Just a little bit longer, Em. I’m close too.”

“Don’t make me wait, Anon!” she squealed, moving as fast as she possibly coould.

“God, Em… I’m so fucking close. Are you ready?”

“Y-Yes, Anon. I love you.”

“Fuck!” you yell, feeling your release wash over you, each pulse of pleasure signaling a rope of your seed filling her up.

Then just when you thought it was over, you felt her tense, her thrusts stopping as she just sank back down, shuddering deeply. Her entire face was colored in a fierce blush, her mouth hanging open but no sound coming out.

And you watched as something magical happened. Just as suddenly as she came, you noticed a solid golden ball of energy the size of a basketball hovering between the two of you, shimmering with an absurd brightness. The sphere just hung there, lighting up the entire room as you both stared at it.

“Can you see how much I love you, Anon?” she asked, motioning to the little ball, “That’s all from me.”

“Wow, Em… I’m so proud of you.”

“Do you want to feel it?” she asked, the ball pulsing now with intensity. You nodded.

As soon as she saw your affirmation you saw the sphere explode, suddenly going from a basketball of golden light to fill the entire room with those pink comets you’d seen a few times by now. There were easily ten times more than any time before. Then, just as quickly as it started, they all turned to point directly at you, launching themselves into you at high speed.

You felt yourself on the verge of another orgasm, and before long it, and you, came again. You could feel every pink tendril work its way into your heart as you came once more.

“I love you.” she said, beaming.

“I love you too, Em. More than you could possibly know.”

“Thank you,” Metamora whispered, still breathing heavily, “Thank you for letting me show you how much you mean to me. Thank you for letting me mean something to somepony.”