Anne’s head was spinning when she woke up, groaning in pain as she attempted to sit up, resulting in her feeling like the world was moving way too fast for her liking and being forced to lay back down again. It took her a few seconds of staring at the sun’s light coming in from a nearby window to realize that she wasn’t in her apartment. Slowly rolling onto her back, she found herself in a rather large bedroom, fully furnished and probably bigger than both her living room and kitchen combined. The cover she was nestled under felt of a high quality, and the bed itself looked to be pretty fancy as well, complete with a canopy and silk drapes. A knock at the door called her attention to it, pulse quickening. “Come in,” she called out, slightly surprised to see North enter the room, but not because it was him. He was merely dressed in a white t-shirt and black sweatpants, the complete opposite of what she was used to seeing him be dressed in.

“Good morning, Sleeping Beauty. Feeling dizzy yet?” Seeing her look confused, he snorted. “I know because the nurses gave you all sorts of shots when I brought you to the hospital to get your eye checked and your wounds cleaned up. You probably don’t remember.”

She nodded, then pointed at his outfit. “What’s with the sweats?”

The male looked down at himself, meeting her gaze with a puzzled expression of his own. When it clicked, his eyes rolled. “Oh, I get it. You think just because I have a penthouse and run a company, I dress to the nines all the time. Well, the secret’s out, sugar: I don’t.”

Anne let out a small snicker, hiding her mouth behind her hand so he wouldn’t see her grin. “Does that explain the updo, too?”

North pulled at the hair tie holding his multicolored mane up in a bun, a slight scowl on his face as the locks fell and settled into place. “I was cleaning, for your information. You sleep like a rock, so I wasn’t worried about waking you up.”

The pegasus cocked her head to one side in confusion. “Wait, you don’t have a maid? Or a butler?”

“No, Miss Stereotypical. Smokey tries to send maids over here but I always turn them down. If you ask me, they’re like fancy looking escorts by how frivolous they decide to dress. Not my thing.”

Anne hummed in thought. Maybe...no. She shouldn’t ask something like that so soon. But...she really wanted to. “Er, have you...been with any...escorts before?”

The unicorn gave her a look, almost as if to say, ‘Your kidding, right?’ “I would be lying if I said no, but the number is way smaller than you think: one. She was...alright, but I don’t plan on digging on that side of town anytime soon.”

The mare let out a breath she didn’t realize she was holding. Feeling her face flush, she quickly decided to change the topic before he were to ask the dreaded question of why she asked him that. “So, uh...Where did you send Pine? I can remember that much.” Her ears slicked back at seeing his eyes flash, this time staying red for a second or two before switching back to blue.

“I can’t say, not yet. One day you’ll know.” North then cleared his throat, making his way to the door and leaving it open once he passed through. “How about some breakfast, yeah? I made pancakes.”

Sensing that he wasn’t too comfortable on going further with her question, Anne gave him a pass, sliding out of the warm bed to follow him. She was curious about how the rest of his place looked anyways. “You can cook, too? What can’t you do?”

“Not much.”

Three weeks had come and gone, and much to Anne’s dismay (or delight, she couldn’t tell), most of her nights were spent at North’s place. There was just something about him that made her feel safe, and she wanted to feel that as much as possible. Everything had healed up rather well, and the mare only bore a few scars to show that the brutal attack even happened at all. This morning, she was greeted to a note by her keyboard when she came into work, puzzled to say the least. It read:

Hope you like wine, because I have a bit of a treat for you later this evening. Oh, and wear something fancy, if you can. I’ll show you that I have some fashion sense.

See you then,
North

The mare’s feathers ruffled excitedly upon reading the message- for the third time. “Fancy, huh? Alright. Two can play at this game, Mr. Star. Just you wait.”

Night had fallen, and the pegasus shifted nervously as she waited for North to come open the door, having just rung the doorbell. This was technically going to be their first ‘date’, at least how she saw it. The two had been calling each other all throughout the day, making playful jabs and witty comments just for the sake of doing so, and Anne loved it. It had been so long since she had someone to really express herself with, since Pine would constantly harp on her about the littlest things, making it no fun to engage in small talk with him. Her thoughts were broken out of when the door opened, eyes lighting up at what she saw.

North was standing in the doorway, wearing a sleek black tuxedo and red bowtie. His mane was curled, blue eyes bright and a dazzling smile was on his face as he held out a hand to her. “Good evening, lovely. I didn’t know we would be matching.”

Anne blushed, glancing down at her sparkling black and grey mermaid dress, taking his hand as he guided her inside. “I guess we are. I sometimes wear this to the lounge I work at.”

The male looked interested at that. “You sing?”

She nodded, glancing off to the side. “Yeah, it’s just a part time thing, though.”

He smirked, moving his hand where it held hers up to her shoulder. “I’d love to hear you someday.”

“Sure.” There was a pause, then the mare gasped inwardly as they rounded the corner to enter the dining room. The table was set, lit up by candles and adorned with a centerpiece of a bird made from roses. Soft music played in the background as she was led to her seat, raising a curious eyebrow. “When did you have the time to do all of this?”

North shrugged, pointing to his horn while he sat down himself. “Magic always helps, but I figured we should have a little celebration. For your quick recovery.”

Anne couldn’t help but feel that there was more to it than that. “You sure that’s the only reason? It seems awfully elaborate for something like that.”

For the first time since she met him, the stallion looked...shy, nervous even. That was new. He avoided her gaze for a few seconds before lifting his head, a glimmer of hope in his eyes. “I...I want to make another proposal.”

Wonderful. What could it be this time? “What is it?”

North’s ears lowered, seeming more uneased than before. Taking a breath, he put what he wanted to out in the open. “Listen, I know you’ve been through a lot recently...and I’m sure that this is too soon to be asking this, but…I care about you, Anne. Would you... consider starting a relationship with me?”

The mare blinked a few times to make sure that she had heard him correctly. He what? She quickly held a finger in front of her nose to make sure that she was still breathing. “I...er…” This needed some thought. Their time together may have already crossed some boundaries regarding their positions, but now he wanted to take it a step further? Worse still, she was actually waiting for him to ask her that, and now that it was happening, it was like she was dreaming. But… the past few weeks had been the best she had ever felt in a long while, and North seemed determined to get this to work, if she accepted. Plus, she couldn’t keep denying the fact that she was falling for him too, pretty hard if she was being honest. If this meant that she could spend as long as she could at his side, then she was ready to make that jump. “I do. I accept your proposal, North.”

The unicorn’s eyes grew wide, sparkling with a new found light as he beamed, barely unable to keep himself still, long tail thumping against the legs of his chair as it wagged like a happy dog’s. As quick as it left, his straight faced composure was back as he cleared his throat, glancing off to the side in slight embarrassment. “I’m glad. And, I was wondering… could you stay the night? I have something else to show you.”

More surprises? This day seemed to be getting better by the minute. The pegasus flashed a grin at him. “Sounds like a plan.”

Anne’s breath caught in her throat as she felt North’s warm body press against her, both of them stripped down to their undergarments while their lips were locked in a hot and passionate kiss. She had been thrown for a loop when the male had brought her to his bedroom-the same one she had been in after her encounter with Pine-, and gave her yet another proposal, this time one that was much more intimate than the last few. Long story short, he was itching to get his hands on her, and then some. She, of course, was a bit hesitant- for obvious reasons-, but if she was being honest with herself, she wanted it too-badly. Ever since she had met the unicorn, her urges were steadily getting stronger and stronger until tonight, where she could finally let them go. Now that she was thinking about it, the stallion seemed to be pressing himself closer to her as the seconds passed, as if he wanted every part of their bodies to be touching the best they could. Her cheeks were warm as he suddenly pulled away, giving her a sly smirk that made her stomach drop.

“You’re not that bad of a kisser,” he purred in a low tone, sending shivers down her spine as he lightly stroked at the base of her neck, causing her wings to flutter briefly. Hooking his fingers around the back of her grey bra, the piece of padding and fabric was undone and sliding off of her slender arms in one fluid motion, dark primary feathers instinctively shooting forward to cover her round breasts, eyes glinting as she glanced shyly up at him.

North hummed, silently figuring that this was going to be an issue. Though the mare had enough spunk and confidence to power an army, that was quickly washed away whenever she got into romantic situations -especially when things got intimate-, as he was told by a certain blue earth pony. So, to help combat this, he decided to let her be in charge, if just for a moment or two. Sliding off of the bed, he opened a nearby nightstand drawer to pull something out of it: a black cloth. Andante’s eyes grew wide at seeing it, putting the two together in an instant, wings drawing closer to her body. “North…”

Instead of answering, his lips were on hers again, using his magic to tie the cloth around her head so it was snug and covered her eyes. Drawing back, he softly murmured into her twitching ears, “Shh...At ease. No need to talk, just feel. My body is yours.”

Anne’s heart thundered in her chest from hearing that, slowly letting her wings rest at
her sides. Instantly she felt the weight of his hands on her back, pulling her towards him. Since she was unable to see, her fingers aimlessly felt out the air for him until they met their mark, landing on his muscular shoulders. Trailing upwards, they ran over the dip and curves of his neck, tail involuntarily flicking around when he swallowed underneath them.

Reaching his face, his lips puckered to lovingly kiss her fingertips while they traced over them, prompting a deep blush from her as she continued to explore his figure merely by touch. His horn let out a low buzz as she followed the spiral from its grooves, causing North to gently guide her hands back down to his shoulders so she wouldn’t accidently set him off any further before he was ready to. The light caress traveled down his arms and back up to his chest, pausing for a moment to feel the strong and proud heart beating underneath the warm skin. It was comforting, but it also urged her to keep moving, far too curious to find what else was stirring within him. Her fingers soon met with the bumps of his rather well toned abs, despite him looking pretty thin on the surface. Of course, clothing tends to hide a lot, her point being made when she finally got to the spot she was mostly interested in: his groin.

Gently palming at the cloth covered bulge in between the stallion’s legs, one thing was quickly made clear: North was big. How big, Anne wasn’t sure yet, but she knew she was about to find out from the low pants and groans coming from him. When her movements started to get faster, he growled before grasping her wrists and pulling the garment off himself. The mare’s nose twitched playfully in triumph as she slowly reached out to touch the supposed monster of a cock that her first pass over assumed. And a monster it was. As it got harder within her light grasp, a soft gasp left her when she felt the head brush against her wrists, soon being unable to fully wrap one of her hands around it. Gods, did she wish she could look at it right now…

A sudden twitch from the thing made her jolt, accidently squeezing the large stallionhood a bit harder than she figured North would have liked. Just as she was about to blurt out a string of apologies, something else reached her ears: a moan, low and sensual. It seems that her accident may have led to a discovery. This could get interesting. Letting go, she let her fingers roam down the underside of the thick shaft that had veins popping up all along it, earning another pleased grunt. Soon they bumped against his hefty feeling balls, cupping her hands underneath them before squeezing them none too gently, this time on purpose.

The unicorn’s grip on her arms tightened as he moaned again, this time louder and more desperate. He was already starting to get close, and she had only touched him. Lifting one hand to run his fingers through her mane, he guided her head down until it was level with his tip, forcing her hands to rest on his thighs while she lightly poked at it with her nose before taking it into her mouth- once she found it, of course. His eyes lidded at her slow yet thorough laps against his hole, occasionally sucking at it with just as much intensity as her squeezes. Slowly, his shaft was pushed further down until it just hit the back of her throat, the rest of it that wasn’t being caressed by her soft tongue was gently being stroked at with nimble fingers. Before long, a pressure began to build up within his lower stomach, a signal that if he wasn’t careful, his first night with the pegasus would be cut short, something that he didn’t want to see come into fruition. With a twinge of disappointment, he pulled her off of him with a tug to her tail, earning a low whine.

“I know, I know. Now on your back.”

Anne did as was instructed, hopeful to possibly get a chance to have her blindfold be pulled up as the stallion busied himself with taking off her silky grey panties, only to have it be dashed when he didn’t so much as bother with the cloth blocking her vision, feeling his weight slink off the bed again, causing her ears to droop. They perked right back up when she heard a new sound: the crinkling of a wrapper. She bit her lower lip when the realization hit her: he was putting on a condom. Being so wrapped up in the experience made her almost completely forget about using protection, thankful that North had thought ahead before their actions could have led to drastic consequences. She always made sure to take her pill, but it was better to be safe than sorry.

A sudden bump against her lower lips made every nerve in the mare’s body fire, fingers curling into the sheets underneath her as the male lined up with her entrance. The time she had been waiting for had finally come, and she was ready for it. A soft moan fell from her lips as the warm stallionhood was slowly pushed into her, walls stretching to take as much of it as she could. Gods, he was bigger than she thought. His head already was nestled deep within her folds, and still he kept pushing until his hips brushed against the insides of her thighs, breathing heavily as he took a few moments to recompose himself.

The unicorn’s fur bristled as he panted, head low while shivers would trickle up and down his spine, tail hiked and draping over his legs while everything within him lit up like a light. The mare’s soft and tight confines were radiating with a heat that he had never before experienced, and he wanted to savor the moment for as long as he was able to. Soon though, Anne’s pleading whimpers and whines got through to him, and he gave her what she wanted: a hard, long thrust to spread her just a bit wider.

“Oh~ N-North!” was her pleasured cry, eyes squeezed shut underneath the blindfold as her feathers ruffled, wings unfurling on their own when she was steadily getting pounded into the mattress after a few more experimental thrusts, hips lifting to meet his with every push and pull of the throbbing cock still buried within her. It was like floating on a cloud-if the cloud was attached to a ship being slammed by the waves, which was the best way she could describe how good this felt. That added with the fact that her sense of touch was being put into overdrive made holding herself back that much harder, eventually letting out a squeal while her body went slack, walls milking the stallion for all he was worth, causing him to lean down to bury his head in her neck, calling her name in a tired yet content tone. His tip flared, balls tightening to send streams of hot cum into the latex sleeve, sighing when the heavy flow finally came to a stop.

The pegasus’ warmth pooled beneath her once he carefully pulled himself out when the large shaft grew soft enough to do so, leaving behind a bit of a mess when the amount of seed in the condom caused it to break as he attempted to get it off, white spilling all over the covers. North snorted while his horn lit up to discard the condom and conjure a few towels to (try to) clean up the both of them, though the sheets were going to have to go straight to the wash when morning came. Regardless, he couldn’t deny that the evening had gone extremely well, and one look at Anne told him that she thought so too. The magenta mare was half awake, having managed to somehow remove her blindfold, put her undergarments back on and huddle underneath the part of the covers that weren’t drenched in semen and other fluids, weary eyes silently asking for him to join her. With a soft sigh, he pulled his boxers back on and did so once he closed the canopy’s drapes to give them an extra layer of privacy- not that they really needed it-, giving her a look when she curled up against him. “Your too much, you know that?”

Anne smirked tiredly. “I know. But you like me like that.”

North’s eyes rolled, but he shook his head fondly as he gave her a quick peck on the lips. “Sure… Same thing tomorrow?”

Her ears perked at that, cocking her head. “What? The dinner or the sex?”

“Both, if you’re up for it. I’ve got a few more tricks up my sleeve.”

Anne’s eyes narrowed as her lips curled into a sly grin. Is that so? She always loved a challenge, no matter how risque. “Of course, Sir. Your place or mine?”

“We’ll see.”

Author's Note

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