Author's Note

New chapter. There's clop. Hope you enjoy!

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5. The Flourishing

[A Couple Months Later…]

Seth judged the timing just right, and his open palm caught a ceramic hoof right before it reached its intended destination—his face.

And from the power behind the punch that nearly pushed said hand back into his own mug, he knew one-hundred percent that Schneeblume was not holding back—not pulling any literal punches in this exercise. He was rewarded with fond memories of the first time they ever attempted this type of sparring, and his palms in particular were sore for days.

Now, he didn’t even flinch. He was either getting better at this, or a two-inch thick callus formed without his knowledge.

All the while, Seth was grappling with Schneeblume’s other hoof which held a black, rubber bayonet in its grasp... and the mare seemingly fought with all the strength in her hind legs to overpower him. His heels were dug firmly into the grass, his quads and ass bore the brunt of all the added weight, and as the sweat streamed down his face, he still managed to stare down a very determined Schneeblume.

She taunted him with that gritted smile of hers—demanded that he give her his best in this grueling exercise…

…or perish.

And at that very moment, Seth could take stock of all the cuts and bruises that he left Schnee’s house with over the weeks. Though she often made up for completely wiping the floor with him with certain ‘rewards’ for reaching specific milestones, it was still a marvel at how much this mare was capable of in terms of both finesse and raw power.

And yet, he held his ground. He stood firm.

Seth knew the price of defeat.

And Seth also knew of how sweet victory was—victory that was determined by Schneeblume’s own conditions and generosity.

Seth’s grip could not hold anymore, and that meant that Schnee had put even more strength into her hooves to push him forward. With his legs firmly locked and his feet entrenched, he knew that she was trying to get his torso to bend backward, thus leaving him in an untenable position. From there, he deduced that she was trying to make him disengage, which would put her on the offensive again… that, or he’d just fall flat and his ass would be grass anyway.

As much as he knew he had improved over the months, he was nowhere near having even a sperm cell of a ballsack’s worth of Stoßtruppe fury that Schneeblume could muster in a fraction of a second’s moment.

But, due to the ultimate lessons from the countless drills that Schnee had put him through, one thing she emphasized constantly was to use his (and her) anatomy to his advantage in a fight. As she would always say… she knew well that he could fight a human with the martial arts training he had throughout his life, but she needed to make sure that he could fight a pony.

And the tricks were all in making their anatomical differences work for him.

Further, it appeared that Schneeblume was testing him again, because a stroke of brilliance came to him in the form of a reversal that Schnee had to have set up just right—no way an actual enemy would have willingly given him such an opening in real-life combat. More convincingly, a warrior mare who had almost died on several occasions in situations just like these would no way in hell make such a seemingly ‘rookie’ error.

But there was one difference of anatomy in particular: human legs could bend forward at the knee. Equine hind legs could not.

She had left her core just in the range of his knees. A sudden thought crossed his mind before Seth actioned his plan:

Huh… so that’s why she insisted on the knee-pads then…

And then he drove his padded right knee straight into Schnee’s (unsurprisingly hard) abs.

An enormous amount of guilt welled up inside him after hearing such a harsh yelp come out of his marefriend’s mouth—and it was genuine, if her suddenly wide eyes, slackened, gasping mouth, and jack-knifing of her body to accommodate his goddamn knee in her stomach was anything to go by.

However, he had to suppress that guilt as quickly as it came, for Schnee continued to relentlessly drill into him to not have compassion for his enemies when it came down to a life and death situation.

Deal with emotion later when it’s all said and done. Not during the heat of battle.

With Schneeblume stunned and briefly incapacitated, Seth pulled his knee back and lunged forward to envelop her in a bear-hug that pulled her flush against him. And in using the sheer difference in size between the two of them, he was able to easily slam her to the ground onto her back. This earned him another unnatural yelp that sounded like the wind getting knocked out of her.

The guilt persisted. He shut it down.

Remember, after the battle.

Letting automation take hold of his body, Seth then crawled atop of a writhing Schneeblume and drew a rubber knife that she had lent him. He pressed the rubber blade up against her neck and held it there firmly... a wordless signal to yield.

He watched with bated breath at his marefriend-turned-combatant’s next move.

Schneeblume’s chest rose and fell with some difficulty as she took in as much air back into her lungs—again corroborating to Seth that he probably, unexpectedly, knocked the wind out of her. Her eyes were wide and staring straight into his. He had pressed his shins into the crooks of her knees to prevent (as much as possible) a sudden breakout from her end, whilst doing his best to hold both of her front hooves down with his free hand and an elbow.

Then through her open mouth, Schneeblume smiled, and she flicked her rubber knife away, disarming herself.

She conceded.

“Well done, Liebling,” came her first words in a while, as hoarse as they were.

Seth released her completely from his hold, then fell back onto his ass and rested his arms on his knees. It was his turn to wipe the sweat from his face and take in a few good, deep breaths for good measure.

“Heh, thanks babe...” he replied, wiping his forehead with the back of his hand. “You’re really testing me now, aren’t you?”

Schneeblume sat up on her haunches—still heaving breath into her lungs—but smiled, nonetheless.

“You’re getting much better at this… definitely have come a long way since we started, and it shows. Now I’m starting to get bruises!” she said, giggling.

Seth wanted to laugh at that, though his fatigue after this particularly riveting course only merited him a breathless chuckle. At least by the time he’d have to report to Basic, he’d be in much better shape than when he came to Equestria.

Best workout routine ever. Who else gets to work out with a professional soldier in the very thing they’re most experienced in?

Still, he had saved his concern for the end of the match, and that’s when he decided to finally—if anxiously—voice it:

“Heh… how’s your stomach, by the way? I… I didn’t—well, I hoped I didn’t hit you too hard…”

Schneeblume, to her credit, began actually laughing out loud.

“Oh no Seth, that was a lovely hit! You cleared out my lungs with that one—I was hoping you would recognize the opening before it was too late, and it looks like the training paid off!” she said.

She then sheepishly added with a giggle:

“Well… I also didn’t really expect you to knee me that hard, thinking you’d hold back on my account still. I guess I shouldn’t be surprised you did exactly what I told you to do!

“Again, you’ve grown much in this small amount of time.”

Seth blinked some sweat out of his eyes and sighed dreamily, gazing at his lovely mare that was equally as tuckered out as he was. Silence reigned over the couple on this cool, cloudy day… but even though there was no sunlight, she looked positively radiant to him. His smile was wide and out of complete control of his rational thought—he had probably smiled more during his short tenure here in Equestria than likely the last few years back on Earth up to this point.

“Hehe... hey,” he replied, then added extra allusion to his words. “I had the greatest teacher ever!”

And when Schneeblume blinked and focused her eyes right on his, the color that returned to her pale face furthered the smiling feedback loop between the two. After these short few months, she still managed to make his chest weightless… managed to continually rouse those butterflies within his core merely from the way she would look at him.

It was a look of happiness… of glee…

…and as of most recently, pride.

And after every session between them, he never felt ashamed to feel oh so aroused at that specific look that Schnee would bestow on him—when she would lid those gorgeous, lavender irises just enough to make him want to smother her face with his own. With the way her bangs would fall like beautiful curtains over her face further created an image of wantonness that Seth was finding increasingly harder and harder to let pass by.

With an extra teasing flair added by a lopsided smirk, it seemed that Schneeblume knew exactly what she was doing to him.

And he knew she loved every moment of it.

This brought him back momentarily to when the two of them went extremely far in her backyard after that first, grueling training session... how the built-up sexual tension that had amassed over their fledgling relationship had finally come to a head.

He also loved every moment of it.

Especially so when it came to the end of these sessions. While Schnee would encourage and reward his excellent performance with little things (kisses, snuggles, a traditional, home-cooked Alemaneian meal, war stories, etc.), she tacked on sort of an extra performance ‘bonus’ when Seth would go above and beyond her expectations for their training.

That is, she would let him feel her up. She would let him explore her body just enough to leave just the littlest to his imagination, but also satisfy them both...

...for the time being, of course.

Their combined reverie was suddenly interrupted by the rolling, creeping booming of distant thunder. Both Seth and Schnee looked upward and in all directions to determine the source but were instead met with the prompt onset of a gentle drizzle.

Seth smiled softly as the rain gradually picked up by the second, and a gentle metallic ‘tinging’ began to sound through his loaned helmet—he still couldn’t believe he’d be wearing some pony version of a pickelhaube. Not in his life.

He still felt absolutely ridiculous with it on.

Back in reality Schnee appeared to harbor the same sentiment as he with the rain.

When Seth brought his eyes back to level with hers, she angled her own gaze back at him at the same time. A few seconds later, the rain appeared to intensify a bit more, and suddenly there were small rivulets falling off of Seth’s quickly drenched face and hair.

As for Schnee, the brim of her helmet was creating a cascading waterfall effect, with the water sultrily veiling her face and amplifying so many emotions they continued to share silently with each other.

Perhaps most interestingly, the cool rain on his skin (which also soaked his shirt and pants to said skin) did little to cool off his burning feelings for the mare in front of him. Even more perhaps, these feelings of his were being projected a little too intensely...

...especially when he saw Schnee blush heavily and lower her head. Her coy, yet shy smile was still ever present, though her face was becoming more veiled by water and her wet locks of mane. Her coat stuck to her skin tightly, and highlighted her svelte, yet muscular appearance that Seth really enjoyed.

Schnee cleared her throat:

“And just what are you looking at, Liebling?” she asked, borderline lasciviously.

Seth winked before fielding his response.

“A gorgeous mare,” he so confidently delivered.

And in another victory lap for him, Schneeblume retreated further into her posture. Her bright, teeth-baring smile was unmistakable though, and shined through the gentle haze of the rain like the sun would through the clouds on a spring day.

This was something that Seth would kill to see constantly, but what furthered his attraction impossibly more was Schnee’s helmet—seeing her in one of the most iconic pieces of soldiery that existed gave her some sort of surreal attraction that Seth had trouble placing.

Schnee giggled back in return.

“After all this time... you never let up with the compliments, do you?” she joked.

Seth shook his head.

“Hell no! Someone’s gotta remind you how gorgeous you are! I’m just glad that person gets to be me,” he said.

Without missing a beat, Schneeblume returned his banter with a targeted precision:

“Hehe, well, I for one...” she placed her right hoof on her wet chest. “...am always glad that it is you.”

It was Seth’s turn to feel his blush return as a deep heat rushed straight up to his cheeks. While his rising heartrate muddled his confidence just a little bit, he decided to unclip the helmet from his head and let it fall into the damp grass next to him. He reveled in the feeling of the cool rain quenching the heat from his sweaty head.

Schnee mirrored him in letting her own helmet fall lifelessly to the grass.

Seth leaned back onto his hands and smirked at Schnee:

“Careful babe... those’re some pretty heavy kissing words...” he playfully threatened.

However, in his mind, that spontaneous outing of some of his internal feelings mixed with the tension of the moment seemed to completely obliterate his rational thought—those words sent a wave of cringe straight into his cerebellum.

Wow dude... really? After all this time, THAT’S the best you could come up with? ‘Kissing words?’ What the fuck man? Does this look like The Notebook to you?

But much to his great relief, Schneeblume leaned forward, flipped her wet mane out of her face, and lidded her eyes.

And then batted her lashes.

“Then perhaps you should do something about these ‘kissing words,’ hmmm?”

Seth knew an invitation when he saw it, and his face lit up like a goddamn stick grenade. By the power of the sudden influx of giddiness in his core, he sure as hell wasn’t going to give up a chance to fulfill one of his childish fantasies: making out in the rain.

That’s when he righted himself from his leaning-back and crawled forward to meet a patiently waiting Schneeblume.

And as the rain continued to fall, Seth excitedly yet gingerly took hold of Schneeblume’s face and brought her lips to his. He felt his heart erupt once again, as with every time the two locked lips… but even more so when Schneeblume immediately wrapped her wet, front legs around his neck and held him just as close as he held her.

The last thing that Seth saw before he let his own eyes shut in bliss, was his mare’s looking upon him with what he could feel was the same way he looked at her.

And that made everything worth it. It made everything right.

As he let the world willingly go black, he poured everything into his other senses. Seth could feel the Equestrian rain fall upon them… every drop that landed on his exposed skin or ran down his face stimulated him in such a way that amplified his connection with Schnee. He could feel her lips against his, mashing and separating at their own dictated cadence that had worked for them since the first time they ever joined together in the fields.

He could feel her hot breath break upon his face when they would separate time and again for air.

And he could also feel those long, damp, gorgeous locks in his grasp as he ran all of his fingers lovingly through her mane… those locks that made her overall feminine visage so prominent that others would be easily mistaken regarding her soldiering past. Seth knew for a fact that Schnee loved feeling his fingers massaging her scalp and straightening her mane. After all, she would let him brush her from time to time…

…but he also knew that he loved it more than she claimed to. It was just the little things in life that he cherished the most.

Seth opened his eyes slightly when he felt Schnee softly push him back onto his ass with a single hoof… but their lips never separated in the slightest. He opted to let her dictate to him exactly what she wanted—this tended to be the case with most things in their relationship and he didn’t mind in the slightest.

Schnee’s wishes became readily apparent when—with the extra space created in Seth’s lap—she plopped herself right down onto him and re-wrapped her legs around his neck.

Their faces were thusly reacquainted with nary an interruption. Just as planned.

But after what seemed like a couple of minutes later, Seth did have to disengage on account of needing air in his lungs. His lips broke from Schnee’s with a gentle smack that could barely be heard over the cascading rainfall.

Seth felt Schnee’s right hoof lazily hooked on the back of his neck and watched her as she leaned back just a tad. His eyes met hers again in a shared, mutual lovey-dovey look that spoke volumes. Lovely thoughts about the mare in front of him danced in his mind like a beautiful Broadway performance, and Seth only hoped that he would be able to muster the courage to say them all as time went on.

There was one thing that Seth never had an issue with voicing, though… and he was ever reminded of it as Schneeblume sat in his lap. Even more so than when this all started, she was absolutely soaked to the bone, and her mane was completely matted to her face. Her left eye was completely visible to him in all of its lavender glory, but her right eye was partially veiled by her jet-black locks.

And the way she looked at him further beckoned the words out of his mouth:

“You’re so beautiful, baby… and good god I’m so goddamn lucky,”

And he stroked the side of her wet face with his thumb. This mare in his hold meant so much to him.

She was his.

Schneeblume only let her pearly whites beam during this rainy day, all before she lidded her eyes again and bit at her lower lip… such a gesture from her never failed to send Seth’s heart ablaze, and into a familiar race that could rival the best horses at a derby.

Seth’s breath was taken away completely when his mare leaned forward and whispered into his ear:

“Seth… I think I’m more than ready…”

He could practically feel his pupils dilate within his eyeballs, and his jaw slackened just a tad while also smiling like a kid who was taken to a goddamn candy factory. That’s also when he felt Schnee’s tongue flick at his earlobe before she pulled back completely into his vision.

Her visage that screamed ‘take me, now!’ was flashing at him like a strobe light.

Though clearly stunned by the sudden admission, he put forth tentatively:

“Oh! Ummm… okay! A-Are you sure?”

Schneeblume responded with a most-uncharacteristic assertiveness and longing whilst she pressed her cheek into his.

“I want you, Seth. I’m so sure now… and I want you to do whatever you want to me…

“…please?”

No sooner did Schneeblume’s words leave her mouth and get processed by Seth’s brain than did he scoop up the soaking mare in his arms and make haste for the indoors…

…all while Schnee’s girly giggling and squee-ing in aroused anticipation sounded the entire way.

[A couple minutes later…]

Of course, Seth’s luck would have it that they couldn’t get immediately down to banging on the couch or on her bed.

The human inwardly cursed his amazing mare over the fact that she was a damn German at heart—their respective feet and hooves had to be clean and wiped before the two even got to set their first steps inside… even more so with the pouring rain and the mud generated as a result.

But noooo, that wasn’t even enough!

The two were apparently soaking wet, and Seth was sent straight to the bathroom to wash up and put his clean, comfortable clothes on. Said clothes were his usual pajamas that he would wear to bed, and the ones he would most often bring over to Schnee’s place since he had a habit of staying overnight after their training sessions.

One thing Seth had to give his mare credit for was applying the standards she held him to right back onto herself. In the end he was treated to a much cleaner, fluffier, bubblier Schneeblume than the sweaty, fierce, literal soldier of a mare from the outdoors.

…not that Seth had anything against the latter.

When their second session had ended and he was able to get a true, good look at Schnee when they were all done, that’s when he became a little more ‘enlightened.’ That’s when he found out he had a slight, yet rather specific thing for girls after they worked out… in all their sore, sweaty goodness.

Being the ‘clean’ person that he was in valuing personal hygiene, this came as sort of a shock to him, but who was he to question ‘penile nuance?’

Two sets of showers later and some basic preparation for both parties, and Seth found himself on the freshly washed sheets, embraced wonderfully by the pull of Schneeblume’s bed. He also found the mare herself planted squarely atop of him, hind legs framing either side of his waist.

Schnee had also discarded her prosthetic for the moment, to make sure there were no ‘accidents’ like what happened during their first training session.

Seth regarded the mare above him with bated breath… shaky yet stable as fortress built on mud when he felt her sultry gaze bore into him. Of all the times he had been in some way intimate with Schnee, Seth knew this was unlike any of them. So different did he feel now, that a primal surge of nigh-helplessness cut a swathe through his rational thought… especially when the Alemaneian war veteran’s lustful gaze was brought nearer to his own.

And much like he preferred his life up to his point, his entire field of view was soon eclipsed by this beautiful mare he called his own… having gotten lost in the windows of her irises before he handed off the baton of action to his instinct. His eyelids fell shut in sync with Schneeblume’s… his heart beat powerfully in his chest like production clockwork at a munitions factory. He felt an almost teenage heat of lust rush to his cheeks and stain them the color of the rows of roses in her garden.

Schnee’s tongue was suddenly in his mouth.

No sooner did Seth feel the welcome intrusion into his mouth than did he pull his mare flush against him. It was a dance that he had all but become used to since the two shared their first kiss, but one he still cherished each time ‘practice’ came about. Seth knew all too well that his puny human tongue was no match for Schnee’s wider, somewhat larger equine appendage—his own muscle was made short work of by hers at every turn.

Shock tactics need not apply only to soldiers themselves.

Nevertheless, it was always something he reveled in, and he would take all liberties and pleasures associated therein as he pulled the two of them into a more prone position. He could already feel the moisture returning to his face as his entire body heat up… both from the intimacy and anticipation of their coming act, but also the fact that he had another goddamn body against him. Being embraced by her velvety comforter also likely added to the sensation.

Just as planned…

As their mouths continued their action, and their tongues did not cease in their re-aquainting of one another, Seth became acutely aware of Schneeblume’s movements of her lower body. Namely, as her legs were spread to accommodate his torso beneath her, he could feel her grinding her lower body into his, just above his crotch.

Seth smiled inwardly as he felt her teats pressing into him, and he could feel that her nipples had hardened completely by this point in what he felt was her own sense of anticipation. They weren’t large really, though then again, any ‘peeks’ he had gotten from other mares just from where they were walking didn’t really indicate that ponies were all that diverse in terms of breast size… not like human women were, anyway.

But Seth quickly found those thoughts of his irrelevant when Schnee sunk just a smidge lower, and her teats pressed nice and firmly into the bulge that was quickly forming in his pants…

…and rather suddenly at that. So much so that it even surprised him how quickly of an erection he got when they hadn’t been at their little moment for even a good minute.

Call my dick Carolus Rex and watch him rise.

As Seth continued to hold Schnee against him and counter-assault her tongue with his own, he had to stop himself from busting out laughing into at his dumbass joke. Unfortunately, this was a little more difficult than he had anticipated. It still worked in his favor, however, when instead of a cackle erupting directly into her mouth, Seth was able to restrain himself enough where it manifested into merely a pleasure-filled moan.

This in turn let Schnee to separate slightly from him, and she smiled against his lips. Seth barely opened his eyes to see the happiest, lustful lavender pools staring back at him so closely… so intently… that he had enormous issue in not smiling back.

Schneeblume nipped at his lips, and he let her know of all his thoughts with a rather prominent hum at her gesture… one that she had copied from him from the first time they ever kissed.

The former assault trooper of his marefriend giggled lasciviously before speaking:

“Someone’s excited…~” she cooed, then wiggled her lower haunches.

…which had the rather immediate effect of nestling Seth’s lengthening member into the small little valley of cleavage she possessed with her teats.

Though he was fully clothed, the tightness of his pants around his erection gave him all the immediate feeling he needed, and he had conceded fully that it felt amazing. Oddly enough, he had to also concede that he sort of missed the whole ‘woman pressing her chest into his own’ when they would be intimate… but this wholly made up for any of that, along with just Schnee being Schnee in general.

Perhaps ‘boobs’ were the same, no matter what country or even planet and dimension someone hailed from.

Seth bit her lower lip right back, and after snagging it between his teeth, he ran his tongue over it once, which caused Schneeblume to pull back with a girly squee.

“What can I say?” Seth asked rhetorically as he began kissing down Schnee’s jawline.

He earned a gentle little sigh or squeak with every deliberate, deep peck that he gave her as he made his way down. That was all the motivation he needed to continue, even as he spoke between each of his individual kisses:

“You…

…just…

…make…

…me…

…excited…

…every…

…day….”

By the time he finished his words, Seth had kissed the entire length down her jaw and her neck, ending right at her collarbone which he promptly sunk his teeth into. An aura of warmth and pleasure spread across his body and washed over his face when Schneeblume gave in completely and moaned unabashedly at his gesture… one which she clearly enjoyed more than what she would let on in a semi-public environment.

This was what he lived for.

And while he lapped his tongue against the sensitive skin of the crook of her neck, Seth smirked devilishly when he heard Schnee shakily groan out:

“Seth…~”

“Now it sounds like you’re getting excited, babe…”

No rebuttal came from Schnee… at least that Seth could discern through her heavier breathing. One thing he did understand clear as day, however, was when Schnee pulled his head harder against her neck.

He got the message clear as day.

“Mhmmm!” he affirmed as his mouth went right back to sucking at her neck.

He also discovered that what really got Schnee going was when he would press the flat of his tongue through what little of her coat covered her skin, and then almost try to force it through even further. Every time he did this, Schnee’s breath would hitch in her throat… and that in turn fueled his own erection in some odd feedback loop of arousal between the two.

Seth continued to make out with Schnee’s neck, which he was more than content with even as he lost track of time—this was one of the gestures that he felt was a little more than underrated: necking. Plus, this allowed him to explore her body at his own pace with his tongue, which he would drag around her collarbone after each little kiss that he bestowed on her.

Even though his dick was screaming for a release… howling like a Lovecraftian horror in the night demanding to be set free from a magical seal of his pants, he was enjoying himself immensely. It was the very idea of making the mare he cared about so much feel amazing that was pleasure-able experience in and of itself. Seth figured he wasn’t alone in this sentiment amongst other men, or even women.

But unfortunately, his fun was cut a little too short when Schneeblume pulled him away from the sanctity of her neck and brought her face level with his own.

Seth bit his lip as he gazed upon the completely blushed face of his mare, and how her lidded eyes were screaming at him… screaming at him to not only to have his way with her, but make sure that he felt it.

Well… that’s what he hoped they said, at the very least.

He could feel her breath breaking upon his face frequently in waves as she forced air into her lungs, and he further gave into her desires that she was projecting when she closed his lips on his once more. Seth reveled in her humming, and the fact that she almost desperately forced her tongue into his mouth—a gesture in which he would more than gladly meet as long as he was allowed to continue to run his fingers through her mane and her coat.

Thankfully, she levied no argument again as he did exactly that.

“Mmmmm…~” she moaned when Seth dug his fingers into her stiff, firm back muscles and drew rows down her body… dragging his fingers through her coat and down to her haunches right where her cutie mark lay.

Seth began to aggressively bite at her lips when Schnee showed signs of retreating from her kiss, but this turned out to work in his favor as he got to hear her moan… moan from when he began massaging his fingers into her haunches.

“Fuck, Seth!” Schnee groaned out… not entirely loud, but louder than their current activity had been thus far.

What was even better was that Seth had never really heard Schnee swear outside of her native language.

“Hmmm?” he responded, kissing the underside of her mouth as he continued to massage her ass. “Is this what you like?” he asked.

Shit… did that sound sexy? Fuck if I know. I’ve always been bad at this…

Thankfully, Schneeblume responded with a purposeful nod.

“Mhmmm!” she said whilst biting her lip. “I love it,” came her raspy follow-up.

Knowing he had the full clear to grope and massage as he pleased, Seth helped himself to two (2) full servings of Schneeblume’s ass and made sure both of his hands had more than their fill of her succulent rear. He relished in how firm and tight her muscular curvature was, and knowing without a shred of doubt that the ass that he had fawned over ever since he met her was definitely real in every aspect… haunches that were sculpted and honed in the crucible of endless hours of training and warfare…

…and ultimately an ass that he couldn’t help but deliver unto a tiny, but firm smack. T’was a gamble that he was willing to take, given the circumstances.

And t’was a gamble that Seth bet correctly on, as Schneeblume’s reaction to Seth’s ‘love tap’ was immediate… and she whined out in pure pleasure:

“Oh fuck me, yeeesss!”

Seth couldn’t help but giggle evilly at her reaction, but still held his grip firmly on her haunches.

“And somepony definitely loved that,” he did well to mention.

That’s when Seth had to immediately come to terms with the fact that he was not done being surprised by his mare at all… especially so when she extricated herself from him and yanked at the collar of his shirt with her teeth.

Naturally, he got the message as his torso was getting tugged upward, and he was forced into a sitting position… but he didn’t even get to be comfortable here when Schnee started tugging at the hem of his shirt and doing her damndest to nearly rip it off of him. It got to the point that he couldn’t even get steady enough to do it himself.

“Whoa… Schnee… SCHNEE!” Seth cried out as Schnee was quite literally crawling over him and grunting to get his shirt off his torso.

“Goddamnit, Schnee! Hold the fuck up I’ll get it off, babe! Don’t worry!”

“NEIN!” she exclaimed flat out which made him stop in his tracks… and at the same time strengthened his boner beyond.

There was a little something about getting screamed at in her native tongue with associated sexual undertones that just pushed him to that special edge every time.

But her tone brooked no argument in and of itself.

“Okay…” Seth said, acquiescing to Schnee’s clear desire to be a big girl and do this herself.

There was definitely the appeal in getting undressed by his undeniably sexy warrior princess… but when Schneeblume already began having trouble with trying to get any of his arms through the arm holes, he already knew that in the interest of time it would be easier to just take it off himself.

However, like a protective puppy, every time Seth got his hands anywhere near the hem of his own shirt, Schneeblume would growl at him.

“FIIIIINE…” Seth conceded. “But at least let me help out with this!”

And before Schnee could even object, Seth fit his arms back through his sleeves, and left her the job of removing the garment from around his neck and over his head. It took a bit of awkward hoof placement but ultimately Schneeblume was much more successful this time around in her endeavor to rid Seth of his garment.

“There… that’s better!” he said, finally happy to be free of his suddenly constrictive shirt.

But a wave of self-consciousness suddenly arose him when he found Schneeblume staring… staring at his bare torso as it was on full display for her gawking. He himself was definitely happy where he was physically, but there was always room for improvement. He also was keenly aware that there were men who would always be in better physical shape than him… which further fueled an internal feedback loop of conflict regarding his appearance to his marefriend.

But this was all promptly silenced when the mare herself sighed out blissfully and nuzzled her cheek into his pecs… all while biting her lip and emitting a low, gentle coo that sounded like she was purring.

And at this point, Seth felt like his heart was trying to break out of his ribcage like a pissed off cockatoo. In his experiences with women, it was usually straight to the point (which wasn’t a bad thing, per se). But it was his first experience with a ‘girlfriend’ with whom he had his longest running relationship with. Furthermore, he felt such a more intimate attachment to her. As a result, it was these little things that made him appreciate her that much more…

…and he never knew that he could become so much more constricted in his pants from simple, targeted nuzzling.

Funny how nature do that.

And as if Schneeblume happened to be reading his mind, after the two shared a couple-second kiss, he watched as she turned her gawking eyes downward. A slight ‘deer in the headlights’ moment washed over him, but was quickly assuaged when Schneeblume hummed out pleasurably and slid herself to the floor between his legs.

“Time to get these off…~” she hummed out, and placed one of her hooves right atop of Seth’s tent.

He shuddered briefly at the feeling, then motioned to help her speed up this whole process. It appeared that Schneeblume was much more receptive this time around, and didn’t make to bite his hand off lest he allow her to do it himself.

Thankfully for both, it was a simple matter of just pulling down the elastic band of his mesh shorts and then discarding them entirely. Thus, he was left completely bare for Schneeblume’s viewing pleasure.

Well, hopefully pleasure, of course.

It wasn’t the rest of his body that Schnee was apparently concerned with, but rather the erect, engorged spire that was his dick… which was quite literally staring at her in the face. While now would be a good time to have any self-conscious thoughts, Seth felt none of the sort, and actually found it amusing how Schnee was wide-eyed, examining his dick from either side.

But in another move that took him by surprise, she giggled that girly giggle of hers that would drive him absolutely insane… and then nuzzled his dick much like she did his chest not even a few moments prior.

The sensation was amazing—interesting, but amazing nonetheless as she lavished his member with the same treatment as she would his face. She continued to run her soft, almost microfiber-esque cheeks up and down the length of his throbbing shaft before Seth thought of something that was actually important for the situation:

“Mmmm… that feels amazing, babe… but question—how are we gonna, you know… do this?”

Schnee pulled back momentarily to look up into his eyes, and gazed back questioningly whilst cocking her head to the right:

“Hmm? What do you mean? I figured we’d do it the old-fashioned way?” she suggested.

Seth pursed his lips. That didn’t help him at all.

“Well, I think your definition of ‘old-fashioned’ is a bit different than mine. What’s your version mean?”

Schneeblume shrugged.

“I figured you’d just… you know… mount me?”

Seth bobbed his head in consideration. The prospect of taking Schneeblume from behind was definitely appealing, especially if he got to stare at that ass the entire time. But once he thought about it from the position of anatomy and size disparity, he knew for a fact that he’d be at an incredibly awkward angle that wouldn’t be conducive to future back health.

And in so thinking, he felt that Schnee had just not taken that into account either.

Germans and logistics. Two mortal enemies.

“I’m not so sure that’ll work, cutie. That’d probably destroy my back from the odd angle and positioning…” he voiced with no small amount of trepidation.

Schneeblume still smiled at him, nonetheless.

“Okay! Then what would you suggest?” she replied whilst batting her eyelashes.

Clearly, she was eager for Seth’s suggestion as to how the two can get things on and not destroy each other’s bodies in the worst ways possible. That’s when he figured he’d take some initiative in the situation.

And by ‘initiative,’ Seth meant picking up Schneeblume and reversing their positions. After a teeny squeak of surprise from the mare which upped the whole cuteness factor by like, a billion, Seth placed her onto her back with him leering down upon her.

But the best part of this was that all the odd fumbling around didn’t have to take place anymore—his dick was perfectly lined up with a soaking Schneeblume’s crescent.

Once the mare seemingly got over the sudden change in orientation, her expression bounced back to one of pure sex as she stared back up into Seth’s eyes.

“Well, this is certainly… interesting,” she said, and then promptly added with an extra rasp of allusion in her voice:

“But I must say, I love having you on top of me like this…~”

Seth giggled.

“And you have no idea how much I love being in this position with you… among other things,” he also alluded.

He earned himself a chortle, and then a sexy giggle from Schneeblume. She then scooched her lower body down just enough where Seth’s dick pressed right up against her entrance.

She was more than ready for him. And that eager expression on her face that could very easily rival his own had told him she was done with the small talk and limited foreplay.

And her next words sealed the deal as Seth pushed past her labia with the head of his cock:

“Mhmm! Take me, Liebling…~”

There was no grand moment of enlightenment or odd moral conundrum that followed once he slowly thrust forward for the first time.

He was now sheathed completely inside her.

A moment of silence washed over the both of them as the two relished in their intimate joining. Only the sounds of their heavy, shuddering breaths in perfect sync with each other could be heard over the pouring rain pattering the rooftop.

But even so, their two pairs of eyes remained trained on one another… and Seth took little issue in getting himself lost again in those lavender windows of hers.

The sensation between his legs, however… was something else. He had had sex before with other women, and of course it felt awesome. But this time was something else—the lightness in his core that somehow extended down to his member, twitching with every heartbeat of his that was still somehow in perfect synch with Schnee’s.

Though he probably outpaced Schnee’s heartrate when he watched her extend her wounded hoof up to his face and trace a line down the edge of his jaw. The feeling and meaning of that gesture—while their eyes never broke contact—was not lost upon him.

But goddamn… Schneeblume felt amazing around him. Hell, perhaps a little more amazing than he expected. And this alone compelled him to break their little reverie and mention to Schnee:

“Heh… babe I just need to apologize in advance but… I’m not gonna last long at all. Just wanted to get that out there,” he admitted with another awkward chuckle on his part.

And whilst he took Schnee’s hoof in his hand and imparted a couple kisses upon it, Schneeblume responded to him with a mirrored shakiness and lust:

“Hehe… kein Problem, Liebling,” she said, and Seth understood that well enough. “Because I don’t think I’m going to ‘last long’ either~.”

Seth felt Schneeblume punctuating her words by giving a less-than-subtle wiggle to her lower body, which further stimulated his own. Most importantly, it reminded him to actually start doing something rather than just sit there on his knees with his erection taking up free real estate inside Schnee.

Seth pulled his hips back, which only left the head of his dick still within his mare—her reaction was immediate, and she looked at him with a certain longing after emitting a gentle groan. One that he almost pitied with the emotions she conveyed.

She wanted him back in her. Fully.

And that’s what he would give her.

Seth bucked forward and hilted himself entirely once again inside her, and Schnee emitted this tiny, curt squeak that made his member swell up that much more. Which, in turn, made his job that much harder in putting on some measure of an acceptable performance.

But that gorgeous, blushed face that Schnee was giving him—complete with lidded eyes and barely-opened mouth…

While Seth always had the desire to make Schnee smile and make her feel as amazing as possible in all aspects… this was now his only priority. Whatever mental video game he was playing had switched his objective to this being the primary.

And he knew he couldn’t fail at that.

Seth found an easy rhythm at first to test the waters for both him and her. He pulled his dick back entirely and would press himself fully back in her at easy intervals. He worked up a pistoning that was already making him feel light in the core from how amazing Schnee felt around him. His lust further helped him along when his eyes wandered down this mare’s porcelain, svelte form that seemed like it was crafted and sculpted from the best artisans that Alemaneia had at her disposal.

Goddamn Seth loved her body… he loved how when she lay on her back like she was now, Schnee would curl her hooves into her chest in what made her look almost shy and reticent. He loved how her perfectly white coat topped that mouthwatering musculature that he had come to appreciate more and more every day of their relationship. He loved how her cute little navel looked amongst her smooth, velvety coat… also framed by the occasional scar that had been left behind as a relic from the War.

But as Seth bit his lip and gazed down at his mare whilst properly fucking her, he loved how her body writhed and contorted to his gestures.

And how her moans slowly picked up intensity and frequency to match with Seth’s own ‘coital rhythm.’

“Ahhhn~ Seth…” Schnee groaned, letting her head be fully embraced by her bed, and letting her eyes rest so she could truly feel.

Seth never let up his thrusting but took every liberty in running his hands down Schnee’s form and digging his fingers into her skin where she loved it the most. Whatever it took to amplify the pleasure he was giving her—it was not even a second thought for him.

But as he picked up some speed, Seth knew that whatever he did had to have been halfway decent when Schneeblume did her best to wrap her legs around him—to hold him in place.

“That good, honey?” he asked with his own lustful inflection.

Schneeblume nodded, and tried to press himself further into him each time that Seth sheathed himself fully within her.

“Mhmmm~!” she said, then promptly added:

“Harder…”

Seth bit his lip.

“Yeah? You want me to go harder?”

“Ja bitte…” she moaned out at the mere suggestion.

And who was Seth to deny his mare’s request for something so simple as slamming his cock into her?

So it would be done, and upon Seth pulling back, he altered his rhythm by plunging himself as deep as he could possibly go with her, sacrificing speed for power.

Her reaction was immediate, and she cried out through her now-open mouth.

“Yeeeesssss! Just like that, Seth!”

“Fuck yes…” he replied.

Keeping this pace was no trouble for him physically, but what wasn’t helping him along was when Schneeblume was moaning cutely every time he filled her completely. Every time she did so, combined with every time she writhed or called his name was all the proof he needed to know he was succeeding in the goal he set out to achieve.

The only problem was that this knowledge was making things worse for him on the endurance front. A stirring in his loins out of the electric amounts of pleasure he himself was getting was a telltale reminder that he was but a mortal man. And mortal men had their limits when it came to dicking down their love interests and not bursting too early.

Yeah, he was definitely mortal.

“Schnee… baby I’m sorry but I’m close already…”

Schneeblume beckoned his face down and lavished him with a single, wet kiss as he continued to pound into her. That’s all she was able to do anyway considering the awkward angle of Seth’s back due to their size difference.

“I don’t care Liebling… MMMM!” she groaned. “You have… ahhhnnn~… plenty of time to make it… JA!... up to me, hmm?”

That thought alone made Seth’s smile widen.

“Oh? You wanna go again after this?!” he dared ask, lest he lose control entirely.

Schnee bit her lip, moaning as she nodded.

“Mhmmm! Ja! I want you to fuck me again…

“…and again…

“…and again!”

That desire to take her in every single way that entered his mind was nearly too much for him, and Seth was barely able to regain control to at least warn Schnee of the inevitable:

“Fuck babe… I’m gonna cum…!”

Schnee’s face brightened with blushed glee.

“Ja! Then cum! Cum! Cum so you can fuck me again!

“Cum!”

Her encouragement was all Seth needed to thrust forward once more and drain himself completely inside Schneeblume. As he poured his pearlescence into her, Seth could feel his entire body spasming lightly as he came the hardest he ever did in his life up to this point… and this was further prolonged by Schnee groaning in absolute ecstasy as she no-doubt felt him literally filling her up.

And that feeling of emptying himself remained on his mind as he went into autopilot, doing his best to press his lips to his marefriend’s before her wish was granted for another ‘offensive’ of sorts.

[Later That Night…]

The hours passed by like minutes, and Seth had no recollection of when the sun went down.

Likely because he was more concerned with being quite literally balls-deep in Schneeblume during that time. It still continued to amaze him how a heated training exercise and the pouring rain could ignite something so fierce within the two of them… one that would inevitably be brought out in the heavy petting that followed after such a productive day.

And this time, it had pushed the two over the edge entirely. And after that first round together, Seth had lost count of how many times the two went at it, each time somehow more intense than the last.

The end result was what he currently basked in, eyes staring at the ceiling as a bout of silence veiled him and Schnee… well, other than the random assortments of bodily fluids that absorbed into her bed.

They could clean sheets later… or burn them if they so needed to. No issue at all.

Seth could practically feel the dopey smirk on his face—this was the culmination of everything he had worked for since he and Schnee got together… and it was somehow even more amazing than he could have ever thought possible. His lower body was sore like a motherfucker, and he wasn’t entirely sure he could feel his legs beneath the heavy covers of Schnee’s bed.

One thing he was sure of—his dick was entirely placated. It slumbered soundly in its lair buried in between his legs, his mesh shorts, and the velvety covers of the bed. And there it rested and rejuvenated itself until the next time Seth would valiantly call it into action, and to take up the figurative sword for the crusade into Schneeblume’s sheath.

Seth chuckled.

Well, that’s ONE way to imagine it.

His chuckling with no outward context seemed to rouse his partner, who was cuddled up with her muzzle wedged under his chin and her right hoof thrown over his torso—a rather favorite sleeping/napping position of both of them.

“Heh, what’s so funny, Schatz?” Schnee inquired softly.

Seth could feel her smile, and her gentle exhales breaking against his neck further added to the wondrousness of such a simple snuggling position.

He separated from Schnee with a smirk but only just—he reoriented them so the two faced each other on the same pillow.

“Hehe, nothing really—just… thinking of how everything went down today. From the training, to the silly words, to… well, here,” he said.

Despite the night having cast a comforting shadow over the room and bathed the two of them in a sleep-conducive darkness, Seth was quite fond of the contrast between Schnee’s lavender eyes and the nightly veil. Her porcelain features were just visible enough—but her eyes were ever a sight to behold.

And he quickly found himself getting lost in her gaze again. At least one of his hands and one of her hooves remained joined at all times.

Schneeblume giggled heartily, nuzzling her face into the pillow.

“Today was… interesting to say the least,” she said, then nodded. “Ja… that I’ll admit.”

She continued, falling back into another reverie, but voicing her daydream out loud.

“I kinda wonder about the same thing but on a different level... how I ended up from being so shattered at the end of the War to... well, as you said: here,” she finished with a smirk.

Seth smirked right back at her and nodded.

“Yeah, I can only imagine... as for me, I knew when I heard of this military program back on Earth that there would be quite a few new things in store for me but... not like this, that’s for sure,” he reinforced.

He also stroked Schnee’s cheek with this thumb, while he cupped her face for a couple of seconds.

Seth watched as Schneeblume lidded her eyes and sighed out blissfully. He then saw her reach with her right hoof and place the flat of it softly against his cheek, returning his gesture. He felt the sudden, cool contrast of ceramic on his skin. Then he let his eyes fall shut as a result and opted to just exist in the moment as Schnee traced the line of his jaw.

In resting his eyes, he heard Schneeblume coo:

“Seth... mein Schatz... my amazing, wonderful, understanding coltfriend...”

He didn’t really understand much of the latter half of her words, but he knew just from her tone that she was speaking sweet little nothings about him.

He responded by gently taking her hoof back into his hand and bringing it up to his face so he could kiss it properly. That’s when he decided to open his eyes, expecting to see her blushing like crazy and smiling like she always did when he bestowed the little gestures on her.

And he did see just that... but what he didn’t expect—which made him recoil oh so slightly—was seeing Schneeblume’s beaming face marred with misty eyes and rivulets of tears beginning to dampen down her face.

Seth’s boyfriend-ly instincts instantly kicked in, and he scooched closer and placed his left hand comfortingly on her cheek once more.

“Hey hey hey... what’s wrong, babe? Did I do something bad? Say something weird?” he asked, perhaps a little too overzealously in his mind.

But his immediate fears were assuaged somewhat when Schnee only smiled through her tears and shook her head. She held his hand to her face with her hoof whilst giggling.

“No, dear, nothing at all! It's just...” Schnee pursed her lips, seemingly jogging her mind for the right words.

“...I’m just so—so happy with you, Seth.”

It was one of the few times that Seth actually felt words and acknowledged how they affected him physically. He had all the implicit (and explicit) clues he could have wanted regarding how Schneeblume felt about their relationship, but this was the first time that she had emotionally stated how happy she actually was.

A very specific type of happiness—specific for a man—welled up within him and was threatening to overflow from his own eyes.

“Ahhh, Schnee… heh, babe you’re gonna get me started, too…” he joked, preemptively wiping his own eyes.

Schnee seemed undeterred… especially when she then slid flush against Seth to bury her face in his neck.

“About three years into the war, I met somepony…” she began.

Seth recognized the sudden turn of her storytelling tone of voice, and his attention turned fully towards her. Though he could only really stare at the ceiling on account of their snuggling orientation, he still ran his fingertips through Schnee’s mane and over her scalp as she began whatever story she wanted to tell him.

“Okay…” he said and bade her to continue.

“Ponies getting together during the War was a lot more common than one might think… but I was one of them. I met a stallion by the name of Silber. By this time, I was already in my assault unit, but he was frontline infantry.”

Schneeblume took a deep breath, sighed out, and then continued:

“The War had a habit of bringing some ponies together romantically… or lustfully. Most likely because it gave us some comfort during our time in hell. ‘Trench marriages,’ as they were called, were somewhat common, usually right before major offensives. Same with sex in general. I’m sure I don’t need to explain why…”

Seth nodded with perfect understanding.

“No, of course,” he said.

“Silber and I got to know each other when my Stoßtruppe unit marched back from the front after a successful trench capture. He pretty much trot up to me while I was resting and started fawning over me, completely enamored… and just trying to chat me up.

“But he was good looking. I had just come back from a battle. I was tired, sweaty, bloody, and not in any right state of mind. If you honestly believe that I snatched him and took him right back to barracks…”

Seth waited with bated anticipation at her words, with his preconceived notions already fresh in his mind, ready to be dashed. He also knew for a fact that she was deliberately hanging on her words.

“…then you would be absolutely right!”

Seth had to stifle the deep laughter that threatened to blow over from deep in his core.

“Precautions had to be taken, of course. Mares who got pregnant accidentally… or purposefully to avoid frontline duty were threatened with court martial. Stallions who knowingly participated in such schemes were sent to the most active section of the front.

“That wasn’t me, though. I just wanted some relief after everything… just a little bit of happiness. But, of course, it happened to end up more than that. Over our short time together, we developed some sort of an odd routine,” she further explained.

Seth continued to quietly listen to her story, knowing full well that this was probably about to get very painful for her.

“Mhmm…” he said.

“From the way our units were used during those times, I would get sent on a mission with my platoon. He would be waiting in the trenches to prevent against any counterattack. We would usually meet up in those same trenches when we would march back home after a mission completion.

“It was the first bit of normalcy that I had ever had in the past three years… normalcy other than the death and destruction, that is. For the first time in my life, I think I was content. Scheiß, I felt in love…”

Seth bobbed his head. It made perfect sense to him, especially when emotions ran high during war and were probably not quite in equilibrium.

Schneeblume continued:

“One day, a counterattack came right after an attack by my unit was repulsed. As per a plan, we led them right into our awaiting trench firing line. It was a horrific fight that got really close and personal. I… I still remember every detail as to how it happened…

“B-But the important thing is, we both survived. And when the shock hadn’t even worn off, he proposed to me in the middle of a bombed-out trench.”

Seth heard her chuckle softly.

“And I said yes. I loved him, after all. And he loved me. But… we agreed upon something that was a little different than similar situations: We would survive the war, then be married. Then, we would settle down in a life of peace together.

“It was a dangerous gamble, emotionally. But we were willing to play that game.”

Seth nodded, toying with the tip of Schnee’s ear between his fingers.

Schneeblume’s follow-up, however, was not immediately forthcoming. A small bout of silence took over the conversational air of the night. Seth could only infer what was going on in her head as she was recalling these undoubtedly painful details of the War.

Especially considering one thing that Seth knew was readily apparent: Schnee was not married.

Her voice finally came through, much timider than before:

“There’s a reason why Der Oberkommando des Reichsheeres—”

“The over-what-now?” Seth interrupted.

Schnee giggled.

“OKR—the Imperial Army High Command. I’ll make you fluent in Alemaneian, yet!” Schnee answered with a joking tone that rebounded only for a small moment.

She continued:

“There was a reason OKR discouraged relationships at the front during wartime. I was the prime example of this: my objective changed from completing my missions as successfully as possible…

“…to ‘surviving.’”

Seth added:

“Makes sense to me—if I have something like that to look forward to when the war ends, I’d be doing my damndest to not needlessly put myself in further harm’s way.”

“Exactly,” Schnee replied. “It’s literally our job description as soldiers—even more so for assault troops like me. So, performance would often suffer in front line units as they fought to only stay alive.”

She shook her head.

“Not that it mattered, though. Almost a month exactly before the War ended, Silber was killed during a gas attack. I watched him die.”

Seth pursed his lips and sighed out.

Well, there it is.

“I’m sorry, babe…” Seth felt compelled to say, though he wasn’t sure whether that was the right thing to say.

Probably should’ve kept your mouth shut, actually…

Seth expected Schnee to absolutely lose it—this was a super painful memory, after all. Watching somepony die an excruciating death would be painful for anyone, but even more so if that person was someone that they loved. He couldn’t imagine what went through her mind during every agonizing moment of that scene.

However, she… didn’t. He felt no change in her posture, heard no sniffles, and felt no tears against him other than the ones she had spilled slightly earlier.

Instead, he only felt her head shaking slowly, seemingly in reflection.

“I had never felt more broken in my life at that point. I had no more tears to cry. The War had taken everything from me,” she said shakily, and her ending words almost had a sense of pent up, silent rage to them.

“I had just accepted that after then, I wouldn’t be able to love like I did anymore… if I even was in love, really. Maybe it was the War doing the talking for us. But after everything I did lose, I felt I wouldn’t be able to build such relationships like that—friends or otherwise—for fear of losing them like I lost everything…”

This time around, Seth felt it was the better option to not say anything, and just hold Schneeblume in his arms for however long she liked. Beyond that, he wasn’t even sure what he could say that would meaningfully add to her words…

“But…” she began anew.

This time though, Schnee wrested herself from Seth’s hold and lay on top of him. Her frizzy, matted mane fell over her neck and down the right side of her face, tickling Seth’s cheek as he stared back up into those lavender pools.

Pools that regarded him so warmly.

“The Crusaders… and you proved to me that maybe I wasn’t too far gone for friendship and romance,” she said.

And Seth sighed blissfully and let his eyes fall shut when Schnee pressed the tip of her nose lovingly to his. She then nuzzled him as she beamed.

“And no matter what happens between us, I’ll be forever grateful to you for showing me this, mein Schatz.”