Badassgrunt's Clop Scenes

I made my way to Scarlet, actively swaying my hips. I felt some satisfaction as her eyes followed my hips. I drew closer, eyeing her as well, “So..? What do you think?”

“I…” Scarlet appeared to be a loss for words as she ran her eyes over my curves. It wasn’t like when other stallions eyed me. In a way, stallions gazes’ were ‘harder’ than Scarlet’s.

“You’ve seen me naked before, right?” I said as I stepped closer.

“Yeah...just...I didn’t really look, you know?” she said in a voice that sounded like she was starstruck, “I didn’t realize that you were so...busty.”

I couldn’t help but blush, “Thank you Scarlet. That means a lot coming from you,” I said softly, now just a few feet in front of her, “Though I can’t say I’ve ever seen you naked. I know you told me that you were different down there but I only had guesses as to what it looked like. I’d love to know for sure.”

Scarlet got my hint after a second or two, “Oh! Yeah...I should get undressed too.”

She reached up to her blouse’s buttons and started to undo them. I noticed that her hands were shaking a little, though, as she moved down the line. She finished with the buttons and slipped the article of clothing off.

She wore a white bra that supported an average sized bust. That bra was removed to reveal Scarlet’s boobs in their full, white-furred glory. I drew my eyes up to her face. She was looking to the side bashfully, grabbing a forearm with the other arm’s hand while blushing through her white coat.

I allowed myself another look at her breasts, and said the first thing that came to mind, “They’re beautiful, Scarlet.”

“Thanks,” Scarlet looked at me briefly then back to the side, “...you’re the first pony to say that,” she said with a sheepish smile.

First? “So you’re a…” I trailed off.

She finished my question, “Virgin. Yeah, I’m a virgin. Not really surprising, considering…”

“Scarlet,” I started. Scarlet looked at my face. I smiled, trying to make it look as comforting as I could, “We can go as slow or as fast as you want. In fact, we can do whatever you want. It’s your first, so I really want it to make it special for you.”

Scarlet stared at me with wetting eyes, “I...thank you, Aurora. I love you.”

My chest grew warm at those words, “I love you too, Scarlet.”

Scarlet started to look more comfortable now. She took a breath and let it out before moving her hands to her skirt’s fly. She unbuttoned and unzipped it, letting it fall to the floor. She wore boxers, so I couldn’t explicitly see what was under there.

She slid them down, bending over in the process so I couldn’t see. She stayed like that for a moment, appearing to gather up the courage needed to show me what made her different. Scarlet rose up, exposing herself to me.

Scarlet’s genitals were a darker white in color. Her balls were were apple-sized and her dickhead was starting to exit her sheath.

I’ve seen all sorts of sizes of dicks during my time working at the Diamond Pole. And Scarlet’s penis was...average. Wasn’t big, but not the smallest I’d seen. Moving on from those thoughts, there was one thing I knew for sure. I was going to cum on it. A lot.

Both my face and crotch started to heat up, “I...uh…” strangely I was at a loss for words.

“Is it, uhm...big enough? For you, I mean?” she said, blushing as well as her member started to fully come out of its sheath.

“Only one way to find out…” I said quietly, taking a step forward, “Anything you particularly want to do first?”

“Uh,” Scarlet trailed off before speaking again, “you could...touch it?”

“‘Touch it’?” I repeated the odd choice of words. I know she’s a virgin, but you’d think running a brothel would make her a bit more familiar in sexual lingo.

“A handjob, I mean,” Ah, there it is, “if that’s alright.”

I took the remaining number of steps to reach her, gazing at her dick, “A handjob sounds fine. Though, it does look tasty so…” I trailed off as I put my fingertips below her navel.

“‘Tasty’? You mean a blowjob?” she said breathlessly while staring at my hand in anticipation.

“Mmhmm~” I purred, lowering my hand further to touch the top of her length. It was warm, softly throbbing in tune to Scarlet’s heartbeat, “Though I’ll stick with my hands for now, if that’s okay with you.”

“Okay…” she said softly, red eyes still glued to my hand. Said hand lowered further to fully grab her dick. She was thick enough that I couldn’t just couldn’t quite connect my fingers to my thumb.

A second later and her dick became fully erect, the tip bumping against my navel. It twitched as moved my hand slightly. I felt my fur touch something wet, deducing that she was likely starting to leak pre-cum.

I put my free hand against her belly as I moved the other back and forth. Her dick gave a throbbing twitch in response that only egged me on to cover more area with my hand. Her body seemed to enjoy that as I felt more pre accumulate.

My hand, which enjoyed the sensation of Scarlet’s warmth, stopped just behind her glans as I stole a quick look at her face. Her face was blushing and had her mouth slightly open. I grinned, “Enjoying this?”

Scarlet nodded briskly, “Yes...keep going...please.”

“Alright...give me a sec,” I said before taking my hand off of her penis. Because of their sheaths, stallions tended to sweat in that area. Scarlet was no different it seemed as my hand felt a bit greasy. Despite every perverted instinct to rub it on my face and bathe in her scent, I forced myself to instead spit on it a few times.

After my hand was lubricated enough, it returned to Scarlet’s cock. This time it was much easier to move my hand over her flesh. Scarlet seemed to enjoy this more, too, as she let out a quiet moan. This time it was at a faster pace. Still, I went slow enough to feel each vein and the medial ring move under my hand.

The noise of the movement of wet flesh became clear. I bit my lip, withdrawing my free hand from Scarlet’s body. The sounds were turning me on even further. But despite feeling the impulse of just jumping on her, I managed to continue doing my job for a minute more. I focused on running my hand up to Scarlet’s glans then back to her sheath. Scarlet’s moans, which were starting to appear more often, weren’t helping with my concentration though.

“Aurora…” I looked at Scarlet’s face. She let out another moan, “This feels amazing…”

“Oh yeAh?” I mentally winced when my voice cracked, “Want me to use both hands?”

“No…” I blinked at the unexpected answer. Scarlet continued, “I-I want you to use your mouth…”

Oh. Oh~, “Thanks, Scarlet.”

“‘Thanks’? For what?” she said, sounding mildly confused.

“For letting me give you a blowjob. I’ve been wanting to ever since starting the handjob,” I said, instinctively licking my lips as I eyed her dick, “Though, you should sit on the bed first.”

“Ah...okay,” I withdrew my hand after she said that. I took her hand and walked with her to the bed. After she sat down, I knelt down so I was eye-level with her member.

My eyes drooped as I gazed from the tip of her glans to the bottom of her sack. Despite not being the biggest or thickest, it was the most appealing set I’ve seen. Though, that feeling is probably biased considering how I feel about Scarlet.

I leaned in, taking in a breath. The scent of a stallion’s tell-tale musk, earthy and strong, hit my nose along with a more feminine smell of...roses? It was faint, overshadowed by the masculine, primal smell of a male, but there was something slightly ‘flowery’ to it.

I guessed I just kept leaning in as my muzzle bumped against her glans. A glob of pre cum was smeared across my nose. I tilted my head and continued forward so Scarlet’s length ran along my cheek. My hands weren’t idle, both of them gripping her base.

I studied Scarlet’s face. She was breathing visibly, panting. Her red, gorgeous eyes, the eyes I fell in love with, stared at me with an expression of mixed fear and anticipation. I rubbed my cheek against her a few more times before sticking my tongue out.

My tongue made contact with the skin of Scarlet’s dick, and closed my eyes in bliss at the taste. The salty-yet-bland tasting flesh appealed to me, mostly due to the fact it belonged to my lover’s cock.

I kept my eyes closed as I drew my head back, my tongue following suit. I breathed in her mixed masculine-feminine scent, making me crave more of it. Eventually I felt her ridged, equine glans brush against the corner of my lips.

I drew away just to position my mouth in front of the head. I opened my eyes, looking at her face as I moved my hands up her length. Scarlet bit her lip, resettling herself in her seat. I stared at her for a few moments, not doing anything but think, until I finally spoke, “I love you, Scarlet.”

“I love you too-Ah!” Scarlet yelped as I dragged my tongue slowly up the middle of her glans. In addition to Scarlet’s dick, I tasted her pre now. And I loved it. So I set to work.

My tongue traced its tip around her urethra, making sure I didn’t miss any pre. I licked up some on the sides of the hole before flicking my tongue at the bottom of her glans. Then I moved on upwards and to the side, making sure I wetted everything in my path with my wet muscle.

I felt the corners of my mouth turn upward as she jerked and twisted. Compared to the soft, uniform pleasurable feeling of hands and tongue, my flicking was sharp and concentrated. And it was driving Scarlet wild, apparently to the point of making her create squeaking noises.

My flicking tongue made it’s arching path, reaching the top part of her head before repeating the path on the other side in reverse. Once I reached the opposite side of my starting point, I forgo the licking to lightly touching my tip to her sensitive flesh.

I traced it along the ridge of her glans, making Scarlet grip the bed sheets. I did a few rotations, stopping once to collect a salty dollop of pre that had appeared. Eventually I did away with the teasing altogether and just lapped at the head.

I licked all around, from different angles at different rates. Vertical, diagonal, horizontal, circular, you name it, I covered every inch of the front of her dick. Meanwhile down below at my front, my anticipation was starting to leak out of my puss. I readjusted my position to try to relieve some of the building tension, to little effect.

I put my own needs last, though, as I lapped zealously at her glans. The front wasn’t the only one tended to, though. I made some time to lap, flick, and trace behind the glans’ ridge. I was rewarded with a more salty and condensed taste, that nearly made me drool.

I closed my eyes, just focusing on covering every part of her head with dampness. As I polished her glans as best I could I began to get antsy between my legs, causing them to clench and unclench to stimulate my vulva. Scarlet moved her hips in a way that told me I wasn’t the only one getting antsy.

I lapped and licked at her head a few more times before deciding to move on. I opened my eyes again, but stared at her crotch this time. I readied myself before opening my jaw as wide as I could before placing the tip of her dick into my waiting mouth.

I heard Scarlet gasp but didn’t look up. Instead I suckled on the cockhead like I was nursing, with the addition of my tongue running and pressing against the member in my mouth. Whilst I was sucking on her head, I discreetly did away with my lace bra. Scarlet let out a moan, signaling me to continue sucking and massaging the tip of her cock for a while longer.

I believed myself to have gotten rusty at deepthroatting, so I decided to start slow. The worst thing that could happen was me vomiting on Scarlet. I took a little bit more of her shaft, centimeter by centimeter.

Eventually I felt the very tip hit the back of my throat. Even though Scarlet wasn’t the biggest, I hadn’t even reached the halfway point yet. My eyes narrowed in concentration before I pushed my head downward.

Almost immediately I gagged and pulled back. After making sure I wasn’t going to puke, I prepared myself again. I wasn’t going to quit, especially for Scarlet. I pushed forward again, and again I gagged. This time, though, I kept pressing. I gagged harder, and again harder still before I pulled back again.

My throat suddenly itched, causing me to descend into a coughing fit. I still kept my lovers dick in my mouth while trying to suppress the coughing as best I could. I heard Scarlet’s voice over my muffled coughing, “Aurora? Are you okay?”

Despite having tears in my eyes, I nodded and gave her a thumbs up. Goddammit, I will not fail here. In my defiant anger I pushed my head down with more force than before. A cycle of gagging, pulling back, coughing, and repeating ensued. I think, I hope, Scarlet was enjoying this. I, believe it or not, starting to. Between the sounds of my own gagging which I found arousing for some reason to the feeling of the accumulating spittle running down and dripping on my breasts, I got lost in the cycle. I forgot how much I enjoyed giving oral sex. I gagged one more time before my throat suddenly relented.

In a split second, my lips felt the ridge of her medial ring. Against all of the instinct my body was telling me to pull away, I held my head’s position. I could still breathe, but just barely. My vision was blurry with reflexive tears and my chin felt soaked. I screwed my eyes shut and put my hands on each of Scarlet’s thighs before pushing further down.

I felt the medial ring move past my lips as my ability to breathe was suddenly cut off, sending another wave of instinctual panic signals to my brain. I ignored them, focusing on the feeling the fur of Scarlet’s thighs. I moved downward a bit more, acutely aware of how soft Scarlet’s fur felt and the strain her cock had against the skin of my throat at the same time.

“F-fuck...Aurora, that feels so goood~” I heard Scarlet moan out. I allowed myself to give me a little pat on the back at those words, but I still wasn’t satisfied. I wanted to reach her sheath. Suddenly I was aware of how little oxygen I had left, and my lungs begged me to pull away.

Figuring that I can reach this point again, I pulled myself all the way off her dick. As soon as the head went past my lips, another coughing fit hit me. I felt the strands of thick spit connecting my lips to Scarlet’s cock broke as my throat made sure everything was clear.

“Aurora!” I faintly heard Scarlet call out as I dipped my head lower, trying to will the hacking to end sooner. It petered out, leaving me feeling exhausted. I also realized that I had my muzzle pointed to Scarlet’s balls.

I grunted as I opened my muzzle. I tugged at the skin with my lips, lapping upwards against the testicle with my tongue. I moved my hand to my now dripping folds, sticking in two fingers nice and deep.

I moaned in her ballsack as I vigorously fingered myself. I opened my mouth wide, trying to suck in as much of a ball inside as I could. I pulled back, sucking on the scrotum as I did before turning my attention to the other orb.

My hips thrusted against my hand as I gobbled and slobbered over Scarlet’s balls, using the other free hand to give her a nice and fast handjob. I felt my clit start to build up pressure as I basically smeared my face against that wonderful cushion.

Her smell. Oh, fuck her smell was amazing. So good. I was barely aware of anything else except that pouch. Even the hand at my cunny faded from awareness as lapped, sucked, and sniffed the absolute epitome of malehood.

At least for a while, anyways. I was beginning to tend to the sides of Scarlet’s nutsack, being immediately awarded with a stronger dose of her musk when my pussy ‘phased’ back into existence. My eyes, which had been closed in utter bliss, snapped open as I realized I forgot my original goal: to deepthroat Scarlet.

But it was too late. Everything snapped back into focus: Scarlet’s moans, the lewd noise of my handjob, the smell and taste of Scarlet’s balls, and the intense pressure behind my clitoris. That pressure, before I could ready myself let alone stop, exploded.

My eyes rolled back as I gave off a grunt of submission. I pressed my muzzle into the plush flesh, relenting as I let the wave of ecstasy radiate outward from my crotch. Thankfully it was a short orgasm, but still intense.

The handjob hand slowed it’s rate as my body relaxed into the refractory period. I began to mentally kick myself at letting myself get carried away and not focus on Scarlet. At least, until I heard her voice, “Ahhnnn….Aurora….I’m gonna...I’m…”

My eyes went wide as I pulled my muzzle from the musky embrace of Scarlet’s balls and wrapped my mouth around her cockhead. The other hand aided in the hanjob as my tongue lashed, stroked, and massaged her throbbing, flaring glans.

“AH! CUMMING!!!” She cried out as her dick throbbed one last time before sending a string of semen at the back of my throat. Since Ponies were herbivores, their cum was usually sweet and almost never salty. And my tongue was graced with that savory taste of Scarlet’s cum.

I hummed in bliss, letting Scarlet thrust her hips upwards and shoot her load into my mouth and throat. The spunk that didn’t immediately find its way into my stomach filled my mouth. Another splurt, another rope of semen, another taste of heaven.

That heaven went away as quickly as it came and to my disappointment, Scarlet’s stream of cum came to an end. I withdrew my head, doing my best not to spill any jizz. A little dribble did make it past my closed lips, but the rest was either in my mouth or my stomach.

My tongue swished Scarlet’s seed around in my mouth, and I started to rub my clit in reaction to the taste and texture. Out of all the loads I tasted, I think this was the top. Again, though, bias. I swished it around my mouth before gulping it down at once.

The glob of jizm slid down my throat in a way that sent shivers down my spine. I felt it deposit into my stomach and I let out a gasp, “Fuck…”

“That...that was amazing,” Scarlet said weakly. I stopped rubbing myself and looked at Scarlet. She was on her back on the bed, breathing heavily. Her wet cock was drooling semen that didn’t managed to be shot out.

I inched closer, not being able to resist. I lapped up the cum and saliva, cleaning my lover. I also started to give her jewels a massage, gently squeezing her testicles and kneading the squishy scrotum with my fingers. Scarlet moaned, stirring back to life as I tended to her messy crotch. Her femcock started to stir to life as well. The meat started to harden and grow as I suckled and licked the length. I shifted to different parts, actually making it messy again with my slobber. To my delight, it grew fully erect thanks to my loving licks and nuzzles.

I...I needed release. I know I should focus on her, but my pussy was so hot. So tender. And her cock looked so good. I wanted it inside me. I wanted her inside me. I wanted her cum inside me. I wanted her to make me cum. To fill up my aching canal. I wanted to make love to her.

I shimmied down my panties and climbed on top of her, leaning over her body. She looked up at me in mild surprise. I just grinned, “You ready~”

Scarlet grinned as well, “Yeah...Go slow though. I want this to last.”

I nodded and reached between my damp legs. I felt her cock and moved it so the head was rubbing against my dripping entrance. I bit my lip as I lifted myself up so Scarlet’s member was pointing up at my pussy. I slowly started to lower my hips, putting more and more pressure at my entrance.

Finally it ‘popped’ in, making us both gasp. One hand was on my thigh while the other holding Scarlet’s member in place so I could lower myself down. I closed my eyes, feeling myself being stretched down there. I hadn’t had a dick inside me for ages, so I almost forgotten how it felt. How good it felt to just be filled.

I lowered my hips at a slow rate, both for my own sake and the hope that it felt good for Scarlet. I felt myself tighten, then relax, then tighten again. It was like my body itself felt what a penis felt like and didn’t know what to do with itself.

The tightness eventually disappeared entirely, allowing me to take Scarlet in much easier. My previous orgasm also helped my making my insides well lubricated. I eventually came to a stop, having gotten as much of Scarlet inside my vagina as I could from the cowgirl position. The tip of her glans just barely rubbed against my cervix, making me wanting to grind my hips against it. Unlike a Human’s, it felt good for a Pony to have her cervix stimulated or touched. Like, each movement I felt against it felt like I was relieving an itch that was rarely dealt with.

I opened my eyes to look down at Scarlet. She was staring wide-eyed at where we were connected. I couldn’t help but giggle, “So? How’s it feel?”

“I...it...you’re so warm,” she breathed.

I giggled again. Call me a perverted mare, but I always liked having sex with virgins. I think it was that look of wonder on their faces. I started to grind, scratching that itch at my cervix, “Oh yeah? You feel pretty good too, sweatpea.”

Scarlet’s arms moved, catching my eye. I smiled as she put her hands on my hips. I tensed my leg muscles, moving my hips up. I heard Scarlet gasp in pleasure, while I grunted. The feeling of Scarlet’s ridged head dragging across my increasingly sensitive tissue took my breath away. Males be damned, having sex as a mare was so much more satisfying.

I focused on Scarlet’s length, roughly finding out where her medial ring was. I drew more of her out of me until the medial ring just passed out of my entrance. I held still for a moment before pushing back down.

I let out a breath I didn’t know I was holding as the deeper part of my tunnel was filled again. Picking a slow but steady rhythm I moved up and down on Scarlet’s fleshy rod. I grunted as the cycle of feeling the void of being empty then being suddenly filled once more kept repeating.

Scarlet’s hands moved down to lay on my ass cheeks. My tunnel was starting to grow noticeably warmer due to the friction and my increasing arousal and pleasure. I felt Scarlet’s hands grab as much of my ass’s fat as she could as I moved a bit faster.

Scarlet was openly moaning now. I was starting to breathe a bit heavier as the feeling of being filled over and over again took its toll on me. My eyes, which were previously wandering without a purpose, settled on Scarlet’s face.

Scarlet’s white face was flushed, her red eyes staring at the sight of her length disappearing inside me. I hunched my posture over to see as well. My pace faltered in its rate as my brain tried to tie the sight of the penetration to the sensation of having something inside me.

Apparently it synched the two stimuli as my pleasure suddenly increased. No, more like it just stood out more. Each time I lifted myself up, the feeling of Scarlet’s cock pulling against my inner flesh was intensified. The same applied to each time I pushed my hips down, the sight of her member being enveloped made the feeling of being stretched and filled more prominent.

My excitement was starting to make itself known. My crotch was becoming more and more damp, with strings of my pussy juice briefly connecting our crotches with each lift. And each time I pressed myself down, the sound of trapped air escaping my wet folds hit my ears.

I leaned back up, increasing my pace. I was faintly aware of a sudden building pressure in my chest. I couldn’t be that close to cumming, right? I mean, each time I felt her dick brush up against my cervix I felt myself get closer to my peak but this pressure was different.

It grew and grew, to the point of me becoming worried it was an actual emergency. Before I could notify Scarlet, I felt my mouth open on its own. A rush of air and sound escaped me as I moaned.

I froze, sheathing Scarlet’s dick completely as I tried to come to terms to what I just did. I put a hand to my lips in shock. I moaned. Holy shit, I moaned. I heard Scarlet’s voice, obviously noticing my sudden stop in movements, “Aurora? Is something wrong?”

“I…” I felt dumbstruck. The only time I moaned naturally was during estrus season, and I certainly wasn’t in heat right now. I tried to finish my though, “I moaned…”

“Yeah?” I looked down to see Scarlet giving me a confused look, “and.”

“I-I never moan,” I stammered, feeling a sudden influx of butterflies in my stomach, “Outside of estrus, I mean. Normally I just fake my moans, b-but I just genuinely moaned. Y-you...you made me moan, Scarlet!”

I didn’t give Scarlet time to reply as I quickly leaned down and pressed my lips to hers. I restarted my movements with double the speed. Our lips smacked against each other, Scarlet apparently going with the flow. I cupped her face, focusing on the tenderness of her lips and the feeling of her length rubbing and filling my insides.

I felt another influx of pressure in my chest. I broke the kiss, saliva briefly connecting us before breaking as I tilted my head back. My eyelids drooped as I moaned again. The sound of flesh slapping against each other as I tried to get as much of Scarlet inside me as I could.

My mind was focused on the cycle of feeling the bump of her head at my cervix, the dragging feeling of her dick pulling back, the brief feeling of emptiness and the craving to be filled again, and then the sudden sensation of my flesh being spread apart as I pushed Scarlet’s dick back inside.

Scarlet was pushing up as well, hitting my cervix each time we met. And each time, I let out a gasp. It wasn’t like getting an itch scratched this time. It was almost like a second clitoris. Each thud against it made me see stars and took my breath away. Every thud made me gasp in ecstasy. Each and every thud only made me want to have Scarlet even deeper.

I looked down, moving my hands to each of Scarlet’s shoulders. Her face was tight, eyes shut and gritting her teeth. A particularly hard thrust made me arch my back as another moan slipped out.

I found myself panting. The two of us were sweating now, and my leg muscles were burning. Pressure behind my clit started to form, and my walls began to instinctively try and keep Scarlet’s member inside me. I moaned again, “Fuck...oh fuck…”

My insides were becoming really sensitive now. Any movement, no matter how small, sent shivers up my spine and fuelling the fire that was beginning to replace the pressure at my clit. I knew this was a sign that I was reaching my limit in holding off an orgasm. And this type of orgasm only occurred during penetrative stimulation, different from just finger or clit stimulation.

“A-Aurora...I getting...A-Ah!” Scarlet moaned out, her thrust losing the rhythm it had.

I shuddered, my core feeling like a full-fledge forest fire. Oh fuck, everything…everything was just too much...My mind began to get foggy. I managed to speak, “In...inside...do it inside...I…”

Scarlet let out a loud moan, pushing up her hips as much she could. Her glans was pressed against my cervix again, but this time I could feel her throbbing cock. The wave of hot, thick cum that washed against it set me off.

It was the best orgasm I ever had. Not even when I did it with Raven. And unlike what I’d expected, Scarlet’s dick wasn’t drowned out by the tsunami-like wave of liquid heat that washed over me and made me scream my lover’s name. I felt everything.

Another throb, and another shot of cum was sent into me. This time, though, with enough force to have some of the spunk end up inside my uterus. I felt it hit the back of it and slide down to pool somewhere at the bottom.

Two more pulses, just as powerful as the last, and my womb grew hot and full. I groaned in satisfaction, automatically clenching down on the dick inside me to try and help force more spunk into my most fertile place.
The next wave wasn’t as strong as before, and the one after that even less so. Eventually Scarlet’s dick stopped throbbing and laid still inside me. I gasped in a breath, not realizing I had held it as Scarlet was cumming inside me.

I looked down, mind in a haze. Through it my eyes met Scarlet’s, and I leaned down to kiss her. My white lover grunted in surprise but relaxed further. We held our lips together for a moment more before I pulled away.

I only pulled away to look down below. I lifted my hips one last time, and felt perverted satisfaction as I saw Scarlet’s softening member slide out of me. I felt even more perverse joy as I watched a small, but steady stream of semen leak out of my vagina.

I scooted my body to the side and nuzzled my Scarlet’s neck. I looked at my lover’s face to see her eyes drooping in exhaustion. I giggled softly, being able to relate. I gave her cheek a quick kiss before turning off the bedside lamp.