Author's Note
A story for the cutest fucking couple I've ever laid eyes on.
Closing the Distance
Figure Eight let out a tired sigh, her ice skates hanging from around her neck as she fumbled with the lock to her door. She was absolutely exhausted from the long day of practice, and all she wanted was to get inside, get off of her hooves, and relax. She pushed open her door, stepping into the house and flicking on the lights with a quick flurry of magic. It was a tiny house, but more than sufficient for the time being. Until Figure could afford to move into a nicer place. Preferably somewhere closer to Star Dust.
Figure Eight missed her boyfriend so much, but there wasn’t anything that could be done about it. Their passions in life would lead them in different directions, with Figure’s troupe being based around Fillydelphia and Star finding more work opportunities in the larger city of Canterlot. Neither expected the other to sacrifice their careers for the sake of the other, so they established a healthy long-distance relationship. The two saw each other as often as possible, though that wasn’t quite as often as either of them would prefer.
Figure pushed this from her mind. No point in dwelling on things that couldn’t be helped. She was due to see her beloved in just a few days, so she at least wouldn’t have to wait too much longer. For now, she just wanted to get to bed. She tossed her skates to the ground before tiredly trudging across the house to her bedroom. The place was a bit untidy, but that never bothered Figure Eight. She had always been a bit wild and messy, whereas Star Dust thrived in order and regulation. Figure had to step over bits of debris and discarded magazines to make it to her bed, which she collapsed onto as soon as she arrived.
“What a day…” muttered Figure to herself. Indeed, that day, as well as the whole week, was incredibly stressful. First, her two best skaters injured themselves, forcing Figure to race to get the rookies on reserve up to a performance level. They were good skaters, but nowhere near ready for that level of pressure. Still, Figure was a good leader, and she managed to whip them into tip-top skating shape. That didn’t mean Figure’s headaches were done with. Far from it.
She also had trouble booking travel for their next show in Las Pegasus. Something was wrong with the train, and it would be down a few compartments on the date that she needed, so there weren’t enough seats for her and her team. This meant Figure had to ride up to LP with a few of her troupe a few days in advance and stay at a hotel, which would put a bit of a dent in her earnings. Still, skating was her life, and she was willing to deal with a few bumps in the road to pursue her passion of performing on the ice. And even though Figure was perfectly content with the struggle and sacrifice of her work, she couldn’t deny that it takes a toll on a mare after a while. She had barely a moment to herself all week, and with Star Dust so far away… When that itch came around, there wasn’t much Figure could do about it.
Now was a different story. Now, she had nothing to get in her way, nowhere she needed to be. Now she could blow off a bit of steam. Figure smirked almost deviously to herself, using her magic to feel around beneath her bed. She let out a little giggle as she found what she was looking for, pulling it from the depths in her deep orange magic. A shoebox, entirely unmarked, plain, and entirely unremarkable. Figure set the box down and popped off the lid, revealing the bounty.
On the surface, Figure Eight seemed like a wholesome, if a tad meek, mare. She was a bit quiet and shy, and didn’t really seem the sort to get into anything. Looks can be deceiving, because Figure actually had quite the adventurous side, as evidenced by her large box of various sex toys. It was a vast collection of silicone sculptures; Some of them were manual, while some were battery powered, and others still were charged with magic. Of all of Figure’s toys, there was one she favored above all else; it was a nice, thick, knotted, replica of a timberwolf’s member. Figure blushed as she retrieved her canine friend, just the thought of the kinky toy getting her a bit hot under the collar.
Figure rolled onto her back, hovering her toy in her magic and spreading her legs to get access to her pussy. The toy floated to her lower lips, rubbing gently against Figure’s slit. Figure bit her lip gently, her breath catching in her chest from even this small amount of teasing. She was more pent-up than she thought. She really needed this. Her deep green pussy, a few shades darker than the fur of her body, was dripping with want. She felt a fire beneath her skin, that itch rearing its ugly head yet again. She teased herself with her toy a bit more, sliding it up and down her lips before guiding its head into her. Figure stifled a moan as the toy spread her. Sweet Celestia, this was exactly what she needed.
A firm series of knocks at the front door just about scared Figure out of her skin, causing her to drop her toy from her magical grasp and letting it fall to the bed.
“Son of a bitch…” muttered Figure. As much as she wanted to ignore the door and stay in bed with her toys, Figure knew that was a bad idea. Odds were good that her visitor was one of her skaters, and it would be good to deal with their problem as soon as possible. So, horny and irate, Figure trudged out of bed and headed for the door. She just hoped that whatever it was, it was important, or else the rookie bothering her after hours was sure to get a stern talking-to. Figure stopped in front of the door, straightening her green and red mane with a hoof before pulling open the door and letting out a scream at what she had waiting for her on the other side.
A tall, handsome yellow stallion with a big smile and tired bags under his eyes. His mane was short and tidy, contrasting with Figure’s long, slightly untamed locks. His eyes were bright blue, piercing through Figure with even just this gentle gaze. His smile was what stole most of Figure’s attention; He had a big, bright, genuine smile, the smile of a pony struggling to contain their laughter when telling a joke.
“Surprise,” he said. Figure squealed yet again, jumping onto him and peppering his face and neck with kisses.
“Star!” Figure could hardly contain her excitement, thoughts of her interrupted playtime gone from her mind entirely. This was much more important than a ruined dildo session. “What are you doing here? I didn’t think I’d see you for another two weeks!”
“Well, I was speaking with some colleagues about you, and they told me that they would handle my classes for a few days while I went to visit,” explained Star Dust. “And I know you’re due in Las Pegasus soon, so I figured I’d drop by and surprise you!”
“I’m going to have to thank those professors personally,” giggled Figure. She grabbed Star by the hoof, dragging him inside. “Get in here! I just got home from practice and was just about to crash, but I wasn’t expecting you!”
“Well, duh. Would be a pretty shite surprise if you were expecting me.” Figure turned and stuck her tongue out at her boyfriend, who returned the display. “Hey, wait a sec.” Star Dust paused, poking at the red streaks that were running through Figure’s mane. “That’s new. You’ve got highlights now?”
“Oh, yeah, it was for the team,” said Figure. “I told them if they performed well, I’d dye my mane and tail the team colors. That was a few weeks ago, but I decided to keep the red streaks. What do you think?”
“Love it. Gives you a little spice.” Star smiled widely at Figure, making her melt. This whole thing still felt so surreal. There she was, missing her boyfriend more than anything, and he shows up at her doorstep. It was amazing.
“Oh, you must be tired, huh?” asked Figure. “Canterlot to Filly is a long ride, and to be taking it this late? Let’s get you to bed.”
“You know I hardly ever sleep anyway. Too many papers to grade,” chuckled Star. “But I wouldn’t want to keep you up.”
“Bed it is, then.”
Figure led her boyfriend across the small abode and to her bedroom. She was so ready to relax and snuggle, to fall asleep in her love’s arms, that she wasn’t thinking. The memory of what she was doing completely escaped her until the moment she crossed the threshold of her room.
“Huh. So you’ve taken to replacing me, hm?” joked Star Dust, admiring the bounty of toys visible on the bed. “Can’t say I’m surprised. It was inevitable that a bit of plastic would best me.”
“Oh geez. Sorry, I was, uh…” Figure blushed as she used her magic to hide away the objects of her shame back under her bed. “I was planning to… unwind after practice. That was before you got here, though.”
“Hm. Well…” Star leaned forward and gently nipped Figure on the ear. “I’m here now. Maybe I could help you ‘unwind’, as you put it.” Figure shuddered at Star’s low, husky, sensual voice and couln’t help herself. She turned and latched her lips onto Star’s, kissing him deeply while he backed her up to the bed. Star hoisted Figure up and tossed her onto the bed, still attached at the mouth to his girlfriend. Figure splayed her legs out invitingly, pulling Star in closer.
“And here I was afraid that we’d have to play catch-up before we got to the fun stuff,” chuckled Star, breaking from his mare for just a moment to get a breath.
“Funny,” remarked Figure with a smirk.
“Me? Funny? I certainly hope you don’t think so, or else you have an absolutely terrible sense of humor.”
“Heh. I guess it is pretty awful. But, instead of cracking one-liners…” Figure placed her hoof atop Star’s head, giving him a gentle push down. “How about you put that silver tongue of yours to better use?”
“Thought you’d never ask.”
Star Dust slid down the length of Figure’s body, planting kisses along her belly. Star took his time, gently bringing his lips to every available inch of Figure’s body. He made his way along the curve of her hips, to her inner thigh, finally stopping at her lower lips. The soft feel of his lips, the warmth of his breath, the gentle touch of her lover, it all drove Figure absolutely mad.
“Oh geez…” moaned Figure. She pushed her hips forward, trying to convey that she wanted more, but Star Dust maintained his slow, methodical pace. “Dusty…”
“Come on, Figgy. I’ve missed you just as much as you missed me,” chuckled Star. “I want to savor this moment. And I…” He leaned forward and planted another series of kisses along Figure’s inner thigh, punctuating each word with a smooch. “Wanna. Take. My. Time.”
Figure bit her lip, choking back another moan. Star had a tendency to tease her whenever they were together, something Figgy was very much so into. And even though she knew it would be better in the long run, she couldn’t stand much more of this. Star seemed aware of this, and he slowed his kisses, gently poking at Figure’s pussy with his tongue. Star teased her a bit more with his lips and tongue until he was certain that Figure could take no more.
Star ran his tongue up Figure’s slit, earning himself a purr of delight from his mare. He pulled his head up, climbing up onto the bed and on top of Figure. The two locked gazes, lost in their own burning passion, then locked lips once again. This time, it seemed that Star was done with foreplay. He gripped Figure by the hips, pulling her closer in their embrace and prodding her with the tip of his hard, throbbing cock.
“Do you think I’ll suffice?” asked Star with a grin. “Or would you rather use that toy of yours?”
“Shut up and fuck me or with Celestia as my witness—”
The rest of Figure’s sentence was lost in her moan as Star slid his cock into her, spreading her pussy. Star bucked his hips slowly, pulling almost all of his dick free before slowly sliding back in. Figure felt her breath catch in her chest, unable to do anything but hold on tight and push her hips forward in an attempt to force more of Star’s cock into her. Finally, Star gave her what she wanted, what she needed, picking up the speed of his thrusts. Figure scissored Star’s body with her legs, pulling him even closer than before.
Star nuzzled against Figure’s neck while he fucked her, his kisses sending tingles down her spine and arcs of electric pleasure throughout her body. The sounds of Figgy’s moans filled the room, urging Star to pick up the pace even more. He nipped gently on Figgy’s ear, making the already twitchy mare fidget even more.
“F-fuck… Oh Celestia, I missed you, baby,” panted Figure. “I needed you these last few weeks. Needed this. F-fuck…”
“Shh. Just enjoy it.” Star pecked Figure gently on the mouth, gently nibbling on her lower lip as the two pulled apart. “I may not be around every time you need me, but I intend to make up for lost time.”
Star Dust flipped Figure onto her side, earning a slight yelp of surprise from his mare. He raised one of Figgy’s legs up, giving himself a better angle of penetration to pleasure his mare. Luckily, Star knew Figure’s body very well by now. He knew the things to do in order to get the proper reactions. Like this position, for example. Leg up in the air, her pussy free for the taking. Star was able to get deeper, harder strokes this way, just the sort of thing to make Figure’s hooves curl.
Figure was no slouch in terms of pleasing her partner, either. She wiggled and rocked her hips in time with Star’s thrusts, grinding herself against his cock as it rammed her. She let herself get lost in bliss, biting her lip and closing her eyes dreamily. Star Dust always loved this expression on Figure. Cute, relaxed, happy. Like nothing else in the world mattered but them, their union.
“H-hey. Star.” Figure could barely get her words out between moans. She was a bit out of breath, nearing her tipping point, but she kept herself reigned in. She liked it when Star finished with her. “How’s about you let me do something for you?” Star tilted his head quizzically. “Don’t worry, babe. You’ll love it. I promise.”
“Well, can’t really argue with that, can I?” chuckled Star. He halted his movements, letting go of Figure’s leg. “I’m all yours.”
“Lay down here, on your back.” Figure slowly, shakily stood up, her legs trembling slightly as she cleared a space on the bed for her boyfriend. Star did as he was told, laying flat on his back with his legs spread, very similarly to how Figure had been sitting just a second ago. Figure slid down between Star’s legs, admiring his equipment. Despite being something of a collector and connoisseur of sex toys, Figure had never seen or felt a cock as big, thick, hard, and satisfying as Star’s. Whenever she saw it, she had to seriously fight with herself to not bring him down and wrap her lips around it.
Luckily, there was no need for such self-restraint now, nothing stopping her from giving his length a lick, tasting herself on his cock. Figure took Star’s cock into her mouth, just barely managing to get her lips around his girth. Star let out a groan as Figgy made her way down, slurping the juices and precum from the length of his cock. Figure hummed with satisfaction, taking more and more of Star’s throbbing dick into her small, eager, bursting-at-the-seams mouth.
“C-careful,” groaned Star. He reached forward to pull Figure’s head up, only for his hoof to be slapped away. “You’re gonna hurt yourself…”
“Hmm fnnm!” grunted Figure, the added vibrations from her speaking (or attempting to) sending quivering arcs of pleasure throughout Star. Figure wasn’t about to give up now. She was determined to take all of Star in her throat, and she wasn’t the sort of mare to give up when the going got tough. If anything, Figure doubled down, lowering herself down further and further until she could feel the twitching and throbbing of Star’s cock deep in her throat.
“F-fuck…” breathed Star. “I’m gonna…”
Figure immediately pulled her head up and away from Star’s cock, taking in a deep, much-needed breath. It seemed that Star was breathing just as heavily as Figure was, his breath catching in his chest as he recovered from the edge. He opened his mouth to say something, only for Figure to meet his lips with her own. As their tongues explored each other’s mouths, Figure gently pushed Star down until the back of his head was firmly pressed against the mattress. She clambered on top of him, wiggling her hips and rubbing her ass against Star’s cock.
“Ready for the finale?” asked Figure with a shaky laugh.
“All good performances must come to an end,” nodded Star. Figure leaned in again, teasingly brushing her lips against Star’s while she lifted herself up and slowly lowered herself onto his cock. Star grabbed Figgy’s hips, helping to impale her on his length. The two shared a small moment of breathless bliss before getting to work.
Figure wasted little time in bouncing on her boyfriend’s cock, riding him like her life depended on it. Star grabbed hold of Figgy’s hips and bucked his hips with equal fervor, his lips to Figgy’s and her hooves wrapping around him to complete their lover’s embrace. Figure put her all into it, rolling her hips and squeezing Star like a vice. She could feel that heat in her core, how it spread to her limbs and fanned out throughout her.
Figure Eight let out a squeal as she came hard, her legs twitching and her pussy clenching around her love. The added tightness and colvusions of Figgy’s pussy brought Star to follow in her example; he grabbed Figure’s hips and brought her down, bottoming her out and filling her with load after hot, thick load of cum. Figure moaned at the warmth she felt flood her insides, her body milking Star for his every last drop before she collapsed onto him, thoroughly exhausted.
“S-so…” panted Star. “Did you miss me or something?” Figure laughed breathlessly, pecking him on the cheek.
“I like these surprise visits,” she chuckled. “Today I thought I’d be cumming on a toy.”
“I presume you prefer this to the alternative?”
“Well, you’re certainly cuter.” Figure tried to stand, but between her noodle legs and her cum-bloated pussy, she decided to stay put. “Is it okay if we just lay here and cuddle for a while?” Star Dust grinned that same, beautiful, genuine grin, absolutely thrilled to be there with his mare.
“I came here for you, love. I’m not going anywhere.”
