Author's Note

Keeping Aphelion Warm takes place in parallel to Disenchantment.
This chapter brought to you by EnticingCanine as part of the Extra Chapter Challenge.

Aphelion is a fast learner. Pharynx is fast in less desirable ways. Between the two of them, surely they can quickly cum...

Was there something I was supposed to finish that sentence with? Eh, fuck it. It's fine as it is.

[Bonus][Act III] Keeping Aphelion Warm

“Here Pharynx, keep my Aphelion warm for me. Bye!” Anon yelled, dropping one Changeling upon the back of the other as he slid out the door to catch Metamora.

The soldier just blinked in confusion, stiffening under the weight placed on him. Further adding to his confusion, the drone atop him seemed to not only accept this turn of events she was- Wait, was she actually nestling herself in closer to him?

“Aphelion?” Pharynx asked, an unusual nervousness to his voice, “What are you doing?”

“I’m snuggling, silly,” she answered, wrapping her hooves gently around his neck and nuzzling his neck with her snout. Her actions sent a shiver down his spine.

“I can see that,” he refocused, his more brusque side coming back, “Rather, why are you doing this?”

“You heard what Anon said,” Aphelion giggled, “You’re supposed to be keeping me warm!”

“I don’t answer to him!” Pharynx snapped, a note of jealousy in his voice, “And even if I did, this is wildly inappropriate!”

“Pharynx! You’re always too serious,” she chastised, kissing his neck gently, “Have some fun for once!”

“This isn’t fun!” Pharynx stuttered, his mind wandering as he enjoyed her kiss more than he would like, “What’s gotten into you?”

“Love,” Aphelion answered, her voice almost a moan as she rubbed herself against Pharynx, pressing against the unusual protrusion on his carapace as it lined up between her legs. “Anon fed me soooooo much of it and now I want to put it to good use.”

“Then what are you waiting for. You’re not getting to the feeding chambers on my back.”

“I’m not going to the feeding chambers, Pharynx. I’ve already got somepony to feed right here.”

“Aphelion! I’m not-”

“Quiet,” she commanded, her voice still soft but brimming with desire, “I know you haven’t been eating. I know you’ve been trying to leave more for everypony else. You keep sacrificing yourself, and after all you do… You already take care of everypony, but you need to take care of yourself too, Pharynx.”

“I-” he hesitated. How had she even noticed that he was rationing himself. Sure he felt more sluggish, his eyes didn’t shine like they used to, he moved more slowly… but he had been giving his all to push past that, “It’s for the hive…”

“Pharynx, everything you do is for the hive, you more than most. Do something for yourself for once. Just let me-”

“No! Other Changelings need that love!” Pharynx rebuked, trying to shake her off of him.

“Stop that!” she whined, grabbing around his neck even tighter, “I like you Pharynx, all the drones do. Every single one of us wants to grow up to be you. Let me show you how thankful we are, for everything.”

“Aphelion…” he gasped. It wasn’t his intention to draw attention or admiration, he was just doing what he could. He never expected anypony to recognize or reward him for what little he did.

“Please?” she asked, hesitation in her voice once more. Pharynx was quickly finding himself having trouble resisting her. If he was being honest, he liked her too. As clumsy as she could be from time to time, she cared deeply about the hive just like him. But if this was just a feeding, well… it was rather unorthodox.

“Fine. You can feed me,” Pharynx conceded, “But do you have to be riding me to do it?”

“No,” she smirked, “It’d be much more fun if you were riding me.”

“You’re not saying…” he asked, shocked at the implication.

“Come on,” she coaxed, dismounting him deftly, “How long has it been, Pharynx?”

“What do you mean?” he tried to deflect, feigning ignorance as if that would derail her questioning.

“Since you’ve emptied these,” she clarified, her snout dipping between his legs to nuzzle between his legs.

“Hah-” Pharynx’s breath caught, his mind racing as Aphelion egged him on, “T-Too long, but we really shouldn’t be doing this here… This is… This is Metamora’s room.”

“Well it’s so nice that your room is right next door,” Aphelion taunted, stepping out into the hall and giving Pharynx quite the view as she did, “If I didn’t know you better, I’d think you were trying to get close to someone.”

“I uh…” he stammered, mindlessly following her with his eyes locked on her rear. She walked into his room and let him follow, circling closely around him to close the door in his wake.

“Two very special Changelings from the same brood… of course you’d be close. And she showed you exactly what Anon did to her… Enough to make you want something more?”

“N-No, that’s not-”

“I can change into her…”

“No!”

“You sure? She’s so adorable and I know exactly how she acts when she’s in the mood.”

“Y-You’re fine as you are.”

“Oh Pharynx! A drone, fine as I am?” she giggled, “You could have anything you want, it really must have been a long time since-”

“No, I mean I…” he hesitated, embarrassed about what he was about to say, “I think you’re adorable too.”

“Pharynx, I look like every other drone. You’re not attracted to all of us, are you?”

“Not like that, uh…” he paused again. Time to stop playing defense, “You don’t act like every other drone. You’re one of the good ones, and if you’re insistent on feeding me, then I’m insistent on showing you a good time. You, not anypony else.”

“You really-” she hesitated. His newfound determination had all but snuffed out her fleeting bravado, “You can’t mean that. I’m just a drone.”

“You’re not just a drone, Aphelion,” he corrected, using the same line somepony special had told him once upon a time.

“But-”

“If we were all just drones then where would I be? What about Metamora or Thorax or even our Queen! All of them, all of us are drones at one point, but nopony is ever just a drone. Especially not you, especially not to me.”

“But I’m-”

“I like you too, Aphelion.” Pharynx admitted, “Now do you still want me to-”

It was as if those words flipped a switch in her, bringing back that same exuberance from earlier.

“Yes!” she screamed, prancing in place happily. She moved to duck between his legs once more, “Let me just get you hard and we can-”

A hefty slap resounded from underneath Pharynx.

“Pharynx are you already-”

He nodded, turning to the side so the purple length was visible in all its glory.

“Oh m-my…” Aphelion squeaked, her vision fixated. He was smaller than Anon, but then again it was likely that most everything was smaller than him. That didn’t mean she was disappointed in what she saw. What he was sporting was more than enough to satisfy her desires. Truth be told anything he could have been packing would have been enough for her. This moment had been a long time coming.

“T-Told you I liked you,” Pharynx admitted sheepishly.

“Why don’t you show me then?” she teased, widening her stance and holding her tail out of the way.

It really had been too long for Pharynx. The sight of her winking marehood reminded him of just how much he and the other Changelings had diverged since metamorphosis. Metamora was, well, her success was plainly obvious - and talking to their Queen at this very moment. Thorax was… doing whatever he did, but he was out elsewhere while Pharynx was here, stuck in the hive, stuck caring for a slowly dwindling population. Stuck not making the most of it. That stopped now.

“Are you sure you’re ready?” He asked, his hooves already one step ahead of his mind as he reared briefly in the empty air a few feet away from his target.

“You’re not going to break me, Pharynx. I may be small for a drone, but I fit Anon without any trouble.”

“You fit all of that? His dick’s as big as your leg!”

“Are you going to fuck me or just talk about other stallions all day?”

“Impatient, are we?” he laughed, walking up behind her and planting one long lick between her legs.

“S-So what if I am?” Aphelion whined, “Are you gonna do something about it?”

“I’m going to do this,” he started, rearing up and landing on her, “either way.”

“Fuck!” she cursed, shaking with anticipation.

Pharynx was just as excited, his dick jumping wildly as it searched for purchase against her. His hips jerked forward on an unconscious signal, attempting to close the gap that kept his cock from reaching its destination. She felt the warmth of his dick pressing against her flank, as he readjusted himself to match the further advance his hips had perpetrated. He weakly bucked his hips back and forward again, trying to line up in a kind of sight-unseen manner.

One thrust saw his dick glance off her and divert upwards, causing him to slide over her back as he started to coat her carapace in his slick Changeling precum. He pulled back and re-steadied himself. The second thrust saw him land almost on target, perfectly between her legs but too high for entry. His third thrust brought him higher yet on accident, his forceful thrust threatening to breach her puckered ponut. On the fourth thrust he found his mark, the warm, wet sensation compelling him on instinct to drive his entire rod home.

Aphelion felt his warm rod enter her, a challenging but still manageable size. She could feel the beating of his heart as he hilted within her, and she wondered if he could feel the same. She shuddered as reflex caused her to coat him in a gush of her fluids.

“Hive you’re tight!” Pharynx grunted, feeling her pulse against him even as she coated his cock with her marecum. “The last time I felt something this tight was with Tho-”

He caught himself before he revealed his dirtiest secret. To distract Aphelion from his misstep he pulled back and thrust back in as deep as he could. She screamed in what would have been his name if her breath had held out more than one syllable. The instinct to go wild was tearing at him, but he remained in control.

She saw stars as he pulled out again. Being with Anon had shown her what pleasure was like, but this was another thing entirely. She had enjoyed Anon’s affections, but she wanted this. When he thrust back in, her entire world disappeared for a moment, replaced only with the feeling he gave her.

“I’m gonna!” she squeaked, teetering on the edge.

“Hive yes!” Pharynx grunted in relaxation as he stopped worrying about outlasting her. His cock began to flare slightly inside of her as he pulled out once more, shoving it back in just as she crested her peak. The combination of her tight, undulating passage and his growing flare led to an unbearably pleasant pressure that drove Pharynx right up to the edge.

He pulled out once more, feeling himself pass the point where he could no longer hold back the powerful release stirring inside of him. His flare grew to its largest size yet, stretching Aphelion in ways that even Anon couldn’t as he hilted himself once more. With his length finally buried inside the diminutive drone, he let loose the first potent rope of his virile seed. The next jet was even larger yet, starting to pressurize as it tried to escape around the seal of his flare. The third jet finally overcame that barrier, allowing a river of white to flow free with each subsequent blast.

As he emptied himself into her deepest reaches, she too let loose the love she was holding with a flurry of love energy exploding from her small horn. Buried in a sea of pink love, a single mote of golden energy jumped from Aphelion to Pharynx. With that he felt a new warmth stirring in a heart he never knew he had.