Author's Note
This one-shot has been nearly complete and sitting on my driver for well over a year now, prologue shall come later today I would assume
Through Thick and Thin
Night Light trudged through the door to his home, his shoulders slumped and his eyes downcast and bloodshot. It seems life decided to be extra hard on this particular day. He got late for work, was yelled by his boss, dropped the launch his beloved wife made for him all over his newly bought tie and shirt, and to top it all off he had an excruciating migraine that lasted throughout the day and up until now.
Clutching his head, Night Light made his way towards his bedroom. He breathed a sigh of relief when his hoofsteps got muffled by the carpeted floor of his home. The sound of them clopping on the cobblestone streets only served to aggravate his headache. He clutched his head again when the door to his bedroom squeaked open. He would have to grease the hinges after he gets something for his head.
Walking towards the bed, Night Light sat on the soft mattress, opened the nightstand next to it, and fished a small plastic bottle. He popped the lid and shook it upside down until two pills landed on his open palm. Night Light looked down at the pills and sighed. He hated taking those pills. Whilst they kept the headaches at bay, they kept him awake at night, thus creating another cycle of a shitty day.
"Oh well, it's better than a splitting headache," Night Light reasoned as he threw the pills into his mouth and swallowed hard.
The sound of the study door opening and closing caught Night Light's attention as he directed his drowsy gaze towards the bedroom door. As if on que the door opened, revealing the pony on the other side.
"Hey Honey," Night Light greeted his beloved wife, Twilight Velvet. "I hope I didn't interrupt your writing."
Velvet remained quiet for a moment, her gaze briefly wandered towards the bottle of pills in Night Light's hand before locking eyes with him.
"Another rough day?" she asked quietly.
Night Light appreciated his wife's gentle tone, nodding weakly.
"Oh Sweetie…" Velvet cooed, gently coming to her husband's side and taking a seat next to him, rubbing his back and head.
Night Light did not say anything. Instead he simply leaned against his wife and let her rub his sore body for a good ten minutes or so. Despite the fact that Velvet's touch was soothing, and his headache was reduced to a thumping discomfort, Night Light's thoughts were far from pleasant.
These last couple of months has been financially difficult for the couple. Living in Canterlot seemed like a good idea at the time back when Velvet had published her first bestseller, but times has been far less favorable for the couple as of late. Velvet's books did not sell as well as they had hoped, and Night Light's job is simply not enough to support the two of them.
The couple decided it was time to sell their house and move to a cheaper place, but unfortunately, selling the house proved to be no less difficult. The house was worth quite a bit of money, and not a lot of ponies were willing to buy it. The couple already lowered the price far below what they had hoped to get on the house, but to no avail.
"I don't know how you manage to stay so strong," Night Light said, snuggling deeper against his wife. "You are always so composed, so calm."
"Is it bothering you?" Velvet asked, brushing her fingers through Night Light's mane.
A few seconds passed before Night Light answered. "No… it's comforting."
"Sweetie… maybe we should reconsider…" Velvet let the suggestion hang in the air.
Night Light shook his head against Velvet and sighed. "No Honey, we shouldn't come to the princess for aid. We will get through it on our own, you'll see." Night Light stood up, albeit weakly, and flashed a tired smile towards his wife. "Come, I'll help you make dinner."
Velvet watched as her husband made his way towards the kitchen before she shook her head.
"Oh Night Light, why must you be so stubborn…?"
Truth be told, Velvet was just as much stressed as her husband, but she had to stay strong, she had to be the pillar that holds her relationship from collapsing, she had to do it for Night Light.
Deciding that wallowing in self-pity will achieve nothing Velvet rose from the bed and made her way towards the kitchen where she found Night Light crouched over the refrigerator, picking up ingredients for a vegetable soup. Feeling a smirk slowly forming on her muzzle, Velvet strode past Night Light and gave his butt a firm slap.
Hearing the usually composed stallion give a small yelp, and better yet, seeing his startled face as he turned to face Velvet was enough to cause the mare to laugh softly. Night Light couldn't help it as he too began to chuckle. Night Light approached Velvet, vegetables in hand, and planted a gentle kiss on her cheek before dropping the vegetables into the sink and turning on the faucet.
Velvet meanwhile extracted a cutting board, a knife, and a pot from various places in the kitchen and settled next to Night Light. The two worked harmoniously, Night Light washing the vegetables and passing them unto Velvet so she can peel and cut them. When all vegetables were properly washed Night Light began fishing different herbs and spices, all the while gazing lovingly onto his wife.
When he placed all the spices next to his wife, a devious idea popped into Night Light's mind. He watched Velvet working from distance, making sure she was done working with the knife before he set his plan into motion. He silently approached Velvet from behind, arms going to both sides of her waist, before pinching them lightly.
Velvet let out a squeak as Night Light assaulted her most sensitive body part before trying and failing to stifle a giggle.
"Still as immature as ever, I see," Velvet commented as she swatted Night Light's hands from her waist, her smile spreading ever so slightly.
"I do try," Night Light responded, chuckling.
As the couple continued to prepare the soup, occasionally smacking each other's butts and giving surprise kisses to each other, the two found themselves smiling a lot. Even Night Light's headache was almost forgotten.
By the time the soup was ready and the two seated themselves across each other on the dining table, all tensions were seemingly discarded.
"It's been so long since we prepared food together," Night Light commented, eating a mouthful of soup, enjoying the reach texture and the mixture of different vegetables.
Velvet nodded, eating a spoonful as well before replying, "Yes, it reminds me of the time we were dating and you tried to make me a romantic dinner date." Velvet gave Night Light a knowing smirk.
Night Light's cheeks lit up as he remembered that embarrassing memory. "Heh, heh, good thing you forgot the time and got an hour early. Otherwise I don't think there would have been anything in the kitchen that would have survived."
The couple shared a laugh as they talked about this and that, recalling fond memories of their youth, of their time together, and especially of their two beautiful children. At one point they even decided to crack open a wine bottle, because why the hell not.
The two continued drinking even when both bowls of soup were empty, simply passing the time together. As the sun slowly made its descent across the sky the two decided to move to the living room and simply cuddle next to each other.
Night Light was sitting on the edge of the couch, one hand holding a half emptied wine glass whilst the other hand stroked Velvet's mane. Velvet sighed in content as she spread herself across the couch, her head supported against Night Light's thigh.
After a few moments of comfortable silence Night Light spoke up, "How's the new novel coming along?"
At the mention of her still unfinished novel Velvet buried her face into Night Light's gut, causing the stallion to chuckle.
"That bad, huh?"
"Yes," Velvet replied, her voice muffled by her husband's gut. "I am stuck on a particularly difficult section of the story. The worst part is that I have everything planned out, the story is practically finished, but I can't seem to write myself from this damn writer's block. Nothing I write seems to click and I have no idea why."
As Velvet continued to rant about her novel, it was Night Light's turn to comfort her. He knew writing was everything for Velvet, and after her latest novel's mixed reviews she poured her entire heart and soul on this one.
"You'll figure something out, babe. You always do," Night Light said, gently rolling Velvet until she was facing up to him before planting a soft kiss on her lips.
As Night Light was about to pull away from Velvet, a hand on his neck stopped him as Velvet pushed her lips against his and turned the small, gentle kiss into a passionate, needy one. Velvet parted her lips slightly, urging Night Light to do the same as their tongues took turns exploring each other's mouths. The two could still taste the soup and wine they had earlier, though they did not seem to care.
At that moment, there was no stress of work, or an unfinished novel. No, there was just a single couple, joined together by the love and respect they had for each other, momentarily uncaring about the troubles of the world.
As the two broke the kiss to inhale some much needed air, Velvet let her hand slide from Night Light's neck to his cheek, running her thumb along it as she gazed deeply into her husband's loving eyes. They remained close to each other, conveying all their emotions through their eyes alone.
Unfortunately, as with anything good, this moment had to end. The two simultaneously rose from their seats and stretched before standing up.
"I wish we could have stayed like this all night," Velvet whispered, ears pinned as she disappointedly turned her head to face the door to the study room, expecting another sleepless night of wracking her brain trying to continue her novel.
Velvet felt something press against her back, followed by two arms wrapping around her tummy from behind.
"Me too," Night Light replied as he nuzzled Velvet's cheek with his own. "But you need to the time to finish the story and I need the time to… try and fall asleep."
"Damn this headache of yours, and damn this novel." Velvet grabbed Night Light by the arms as the two simply swayed from side to side, relishing in their final moments together before the end of the day.
Feeling Night Light's arms leave her tummy made Velvet feel more exposed than she could ever describe. She wanted to stay with him, damn it! She wanted so badly to just cuddle against her husband, feeling his arms wrap around her as sleep claims them. Unfortunately the novel cannot be delayed anymore as the deadline is fast approaching.
With a heavy sigh the couple made their way each to their respective destinations.
"Good night, babe," Night Light bid as he stood in front of the bedroom door, knowing full well that another long night devoid of sleep looms ahead.
"Good night, love," Velvet replied.
"Ugh, no, no, no…!" Velvet whispered in frustration, pulling the page of literary crap from her typewriter before throwing the crumpled piece of paper to a nearly filled trash can. "Why can't I get this right?"
It was as she feared, yet another night of failed writing. How long has it been since she had that damned writer's block? Three, four months? No matter what she tried, no matter what she wrote, it simply did not feel right.
Velvet's gaze left the typewriter as she scanned the darkly lit room, her eyes stopped as she spotted a shopping bag lying next to the door. But it wasn't the bag that interested Velvet, rather, the contents of said bag.
A few days ago, Velvet decided on a whim to go out and buy a brand-new nightgown for herself. The article in question was the very definition of sultry, with just enough fabric to cover the essential parts of her body whilst leaving zero room for the imagination.
Without even realizing it Velvet hand's moved seemingly on their own, going through the process of inserting a new page into the typewriter and typing away, all the while her mind was focused about all the questionable fun she and Night Light would have. Velvet's cheeks felt hot as she imagined Night Light's lusty gaze tracing every curve of her body. Her breath went ragged as she imagined his fingers travel across the thin fabric before cupping her sizeable breasts. A tingle ran through her spine as she imagined Night Light's almost primal huffs as he pinned her against the bed.
By the time Velvet was snapped out of her lewd thoughts she has already written at least five pages.
"My goodness, did I write all this?" Velvet whispered to herself as she skimmed through what she unknowingly wrote during her little fantasy. With each passing paragraph Velvet's cheeks grew redder and redder. It seems that she imagined her fantasy a bit more vividly than she originally thought, and she managed to fill five pages of the bloody stuff!
Velvet was both amazed and horrified with herself. She'd never thought about writing smut, yet she cannot help but get aroused when reading the pages. What's more, these five pages of debauchery felt more 'in tune' with anything else that Velvet came up with, which in turn made her question her future as a writer.
An internal battle waged inside Velvet's mind: Should she publish her novel with or without the smut? One the one hand, she was a very respected writer and she had a reputation to consider, but on the other hand, there was no denying that this is the missing piece in her novel.
Velvet yelped she felt her hand rest on her crotch and rubbing it through the thick fabric of her pants. Biting her lower lip, Velvet faced the shopping bag containing her nightgown again before looking at the pages in her hand.
"Oh, buck it. I'll deal with this later," Velvet told herself as she placed the pages on the pile containing her unfinished novel before rising from her seat and walking towards the bag.
Night Light groaned as he twisted and turned in his bed, unable to find a comfortable condition. Each time he thought he was comfortable enough to fall asleep, he either felt too cold or too hot. This continued for the better part of the night, with Night Light on the brink of losing his sanity.
"I wish Velvet was here," he whispered to no one in particular as he stared at the empty spot on the bed besides him.
For Night Light, it was the same routine every night. He would struggle to fall asleep for the majority of the night, and then wake up with Velvet besides him, only to let the alarm clock destroy what little comfort he could salvage. The only time he truly felt comfortable was the few minutes between the moment he would wake up, to the moment his alarm clock would ring.
How he missed the days Velvet was cuddled next to him in bed, using her soft voice and gentle caress to lull him to sleep with practiced ease. But alas, between her yet-to-be-finished novel and the fast approaching deadline, Velvet could not spare a single moment procrastinating.
Just as he was at his wits' end, Night Light heard the door to the bedroom creak open, followed by his wife's voice, though there was something different about the way she spoke.
"Oh, honey~"
"What is it, dea-"
Night Light's ability to speak was momentarily lost as he stared at his wife, or more precisely, what she wore.
Velvet was leaning against the door her, her hands crossed below her breasts, which caused them to shift outwards. That alone was enough to make Night Light horny as fuck, but that was not what grabbed Night Light's attention.
There, propped against the door frame, with nothing but the light from the hallway outside to illuminate his one and only, was Velvet, dressed in a transparent red nightgown and matching red thong, Night Light immediately noticed that Velvet wasn't wearing any bra, as her soft pink nipples were extremely visible against her light grey coat. The nightgown reached all the way to Velvet's crotch and the only thing to seemingly hold the entire assemble together was a single, loose-looking knot slightly below her collarbone.
"How do I look?" Velvet asked in that sensual voice, eyes half lidded. She spun in place, revealing her exposed back and curvy ass before locking eyes with Night Light, who was still paralyzed. Velvet hummed as she examined her husband, or more precisely, the bulge under the sheets.
Licking her upper lip, Velvet sauntered towards the bed, her hips and tail swayed with each step taken. Still keeping her eyes locked with Night Light, Velvet crawled onto the bed until she came face to face with her stunned husband.
"Well…?"
Night Light gulped, trying and failing to form a coherent sentence in his mind. His mouth opened and closed, sounds that could barely be considered as words left his mouth.
Velvet chuckled, closing the space between the two as her lips brushed against Night Light's. Feeling his senses coming back, Night Light did the only rational thing in such a situation and captured Velvet's lips in a lust-filled kiss. Velvet couldn't help but giggle as she more than happily returned the kiss, lying flat against Night Light and letting her breasts rub against his exposed chest. Velvet could feel Night Light's raging stallionhood beneath the covers as she rubbed herself against it.
With an almost animalistic growl Night Light flipped Velvet before pinning her against the bed, causing Velvet to yelp in both surprise and arousal. The two finally broke the kiss with a wet smack, a thin trail of saliva momentarily connected between the two before it broke apart.
Night Light panted breathlessly and he was overcome with desire and lust, the arousing scent of his wife's excitement further enticed his. Night Light grabbed a handful of Velvet's breasts, letting his fingers sink into the supple flesh as his wife moaned lewdly into the room, making Night Light's stallionhood twitch in excitement beneath his boxers.
As Night Light kneaded Velvet's breasts like dough, Velvet grabbed Night Light's face with both of her hands and pulled him into another passionate kiss, locking her legs behind Night Light's back and grinding her soaked panties across his boxers. Velvet moaned into Night Light's mouth as he moved his hand under her nightgown and twiddled with her sensitive nipples, causing a jolt to travel down her spine.
Unable to contain herself any longer, Velvet flipped Night Light on his back, straddling his pelvis. She quickly broke the kiss and turned around, her tail flicking across Night Light's muzzle, fanning more of her sweet aroma towards him. No words were needed for Night Light to understand what to do next. He grabbed Velvet by the waist and pulled her well-toned ass towards his face before burying his muzzle across her wet panties.
Velvet smelled so intoxicating down there, it was almost impossible for Night Light to stop himself from jumping on her and fucking her brains out, but by some otherworldly powers Night Light managed to restrain himself. He hooked one finger under Velvet's underwear and moved them to the side, getting an unobstructed view of her puckered ring and soaking folds. Every few seconds Velvet's clit winked at him from between her folds before disappearing, luring Night Light to tap that fountain and suck it for all it was worth.
A loud gasp filled the room when Night Light plunged his tongue unceremoniously into Velvet. His broad muscle wiggling inside her, getting as much flavor as it could whilst he used a finger to play with her clit.
Velvet could not support her upper half as her hands buckled under the immense pleasure she was experiencing, instead resting on Night Light's lower abdomen. Her nose twitched when it was assaulted with a powerful musky scent, the source strained against the thin fabric of Night Light's boxers, a small stain of pre-cum was quite visible against the white material.
Wishing to return the favor, Velvet freed Night Light's stallionhood from its confines, coming face to face with a thick, veiny, twitching mass. But before Velvet could begin to admire her husband's endowment, a harsh trust from both Night Light's tongue and his penis were enough to snap Velvet from her thoughts.
She pressed her muzzle against the base of Night Light, getting a whiff of the overwhelmingly powerful scent of his arousal until she reached the tip, whereas she planted a tentative kiss on it, lightly using her tongue to get the drop of pre the was forming on it. Night Light moaned into Velvet, which in turn cause her to release a throaty gasp of her own, before assaulting Night Light with kisses all over his shaft.
After a few moments of relentless kissing Velvet decided it was time to stop teasing Night Light as she parted her lips and took in the tip of his shaft into her mouth, sucking it lightly. Velvet moaned onto Night Light, taking more and more of him with each passing second into her hot and hungry maw until she could feel the tip brushing the roof of her throat. Noticing her mouth was only occupying about two third of her husband, Velvet let out a determined growled as she took the rest of Night Light into her mouth all at once.
Night Light, unable to focus on pleasing his wife anymore, extracted his tongue from Velvet's depths and groaned loudly.
"Sweet gods Babe, you're incredible," Night Light moaned.
Feeling a familiar pressure build in the base of his shaft, Night Light met Velvet halfway, thrusting his shaft into her maw each time she came down.
"Ahh, babe, I can't take much longer…"
Night Light shut his eyes as he was about to experience a mind blowing orgasm, only… nothing happened. In fact, Night Light could no longer feel his shaft surrounded in softness. Instead, his shaft felt cold as it was exposed to the night air.
Opening his eyes, Night Light saw Velvet had straddled his belly. Velvet gave him a sultry gaze as she rubbed her wet nether regions across his lower belly, leaving wet trails.
Night Light licked his lips and slowly moved his hands to grab Velvet's ass, guiding her on top of his shaft. The two gave each other a confirming gaze before Night Light slowly lowered Velvet onto his rock hard Stallionhood. Both Velvet and Night Light hissed as they slowly joined together.
With each passing second Night Light plunged deeper and deeper into Velvet's tight and, oh so wet pussy, whilst Velvet felt every throbbing vain against her inner walls as she slowly impaled herself on him.
A satisfied sigh escaped them both as their hips connected with each other, their hands intertwined with one another as they shared a loving gaze.
"I love you so much, Velvet," Night Light confessed.
"And I cannot imagine my life without you, Night Light." Velvet responded. Amidst all the lust and carnal desire there was still love, pure, unconditional love.
Slowly, Velvet rose from Night Light, her folds doing everything in their power to not let go, before plunging right back with a wet smack. She rose again, but this time Night Light met her halfway as he thrusted into her when she fell back down.
The two howled with unbridled lust as their pace became faster and faster with each passing second. Wet slaps and the smell of sex and sweat filled the room as the couple gave in to their primal instincts.
Night Light felt the same pressure from before, but this time he knew there was no denying his release this time.
"Babe, I'm about to cum…!"
"Ahh! Inside! Do it inside!" Velvet yelled, eyes clenched shut and tongue lolling out from her mouth. She was so close… she could feel her orgasm coming like an unstoppable tidal wave.
"Well, in that case…"
Night Light let go of Velvet's hands and instead grabbed her by the waist before slamming her with all his might on his cock, thrusting as hard as he could and reaching as far in as he managed before releasing his load right there and there.
Both cried in ecstasy as their minds were wrecked by the power of their orgasms. Velvet's inside twitched and coaxed as much seed as Night Light could spare, spurt after spurt pained Velvet's insides white.
Unable to hold herself upright any longer, Velvet fell next to Night Light and cuddled on his chest. A hand snaked behind Velvet and pulled her closer to Night Light as they both dozed off to sleep.
