Author's Note

Summary: Just a little morning rump.

Warnings: Oral sex, voyeurism, dirty talk, mutual masturbation.

Notes: This one has to be my dirtiest so far, but by FimFic standards, it's still pretty tame.

Morning Glory

The morning sun stretched lines along his bed, waking him. He stretched leisurely with a yawn, blinking the sleep from his eyes, he turns from his window with a grunt and stares at the other side of his bed. The place beside him was empty, a bittersweet feeling settles on his throat, as he traces the spot she had just occupied hours ago.

Starlight was needed back in Ponyville, with the Friendship School back in full swing, Twilight needed all the help she could get and she relied heavily on Starlight these days. So, when the urgent letter signed by the Princess of Friendship came asking her to return as soon as possible he didn’t protest, no matter how much he wanted to otherwise.

Shrugging to his back with a yawn, he stretched his forelegs high and dropped a hoof on his face to rub away the crust of sleep and lines of drool. He scratched down his stomach and was momentarily startled by how mussed his yellow coat was—before recalling the long goodbye he shared with Starlight before she had to catch the last train to Ponyville. That had been…one heck of a goodbye. The urgency of the summon had only served to fuel the flames of their passion, since neither of them could know when they would be together like this again, or what kind of crisis she had to deal with when she got there and the worry made him cling to her all the tighter. They had made the most of the few hours they had together—just the thought of it brought a tingle of warmth and bliss to his body. It was overwhelmingly enough that he let out a soft laugh into the empty room, and cover his face with a soft ‘my star’...as he recalled the debauchery they had gotten up to.

How had he gone so long without her? True, it was odd to think that now they were exclusive, he was still accustomed to being alone, he sometimes found it exhausting sharing his time, but with a pony as amazing as Starlight, every discomfort was fleeting or repaid in bliss. Their last afternoon together was no exception, his cheeks colored when the images tinted in red and gold rushed to his mind; the clearest being the flush face of his Starlight—above him, riding him in bare carnal pleasure.

“Starlight…” He muttered her name in a boyish whine looking at her space in his bed. The rousing thoughts made her absence not just lonely—but a touch maddening. If only she was there, he could wrap his forelegs around her petite body, kissing her until she woke up, then let his body relieve some tension with a grind against her backside. Ah, that plot of hers—could he be any luckier? The memory of their last afternoon together flooded him like an encompassing fever.

Twisting in his warm cotton blanket, he resumed the pose of last evening, happily passive in his bed. She’d lifted his front hooves to her rear when he kept gripping the pillows out of pleasure instead. The warmth, the intimacy, the sheer audacity of how confident and aware of her beauty she was—all of it had wrecked him with the bliss of such intensity that it filled him with longing now. The room was feeling humid, and the muscles in his barrel were clenching as he felt the prickles of arousal awakening his sex.

He didn’t want to glance at the clock by his bedside and he didn’t even bother to put on his glasses. Judging by the light in his room it was closer to midday than morning. His schedule was pretty clear now that Starlight wasn’t there and a frustrated groan left him when he didn’t know when she would be back. Already he could feel his cock unsheathing at the memories, perking awake and demanding attention unless he wanted a frustrating tension in his limbs for the rest of the day.

Well, he couldn’t expect her to drop everything just to please him now could he, and he certainly had years of practice alone. Licking his hoof, he reclined in the mattress and reached down to stroke himself gently—maybe the feeling would pass with a little indulgence. However, he thought of her, and the heat coiled like a spring in his pelvis, demanding a firmer touch for relief. He needed to press harder if he wanted some respite, feeling his hoof slowly coaxing his cock to his full length as the desire grew.

Starlight’s flushed face came to mind—that hungry look of pleasure, all the fire she carried in her daily life, usually restrained, finally unleashed between them as she allowed herself the freedom to voice and act on them—he knew nothing could be more beautiful or erotic. With his free hoof, he circled soft lines upon his bare stomach as she liked to do.

With a firmer grip, he began some tight jutting rubs, trying to mimic the feeling of her slick folds around him. He pictured Starlight and her beautiful hips, her smoldering eyes staring right to his soul and filled with desire, the sound of their skins meeting as he roughly pushed his hips to meet hers and rocked their bodies with the eagerness of his thrusts. That long purple mane, as dark as midnight in the dying sunlight, sometimes in moonlight, dressed her like a sheer gown as it plastered to her glistening coat from the sweat her vigor brought on. And she was all his. He was the one she looked for, his was the bed she laid on, and his essence was allowed to remain in her—all of him fully accepted by her.

His head tossed back with a moan as he kicked away the blanket, the sweat began to dampen his skin. The sound of his rapid strokes echoed in the otherwise empty room with liquid smacks. Starlight, Starlight, Starlight—fierce, independent, cunning Starlight…all his. She had been his for an entire week, and maybe, if he played his cards right, she could be his for the rest of their lives. The room was hazy, his already bad vision became even more clouded with the images of her body, images of her face, her words, her shrieking orgasm when she convulsed on top of his cock, vibrating him with pleasure, and screaming in his ear; I love you, I love you, more, more, Sunburst…Sunburst…

“Sunburst?”

That hadn’t come from his head.

His eyes shot open and he hastily reached for his glasses, he put them on just in time to see the door opening fully, Starlight coming in to see if he was there. It happened too quickly. They both froze; she with her saddlebags strapped to her back, him as nude as the day he was born with his cock in a death grip. Then reality caught up to him with the force of a meteor and he scrambled in the bed like they were in an earthquake, snatching the discarded blanket and pressing it over his lap as though there was something she’d never seen before. Then he managed a crooked smile, but it stretched his lips too wide and it looked more like a painful grimace—it didn’t help that his glasses and his hair were too messy and unaligned to pretend nothing was going on.

“He-Hey, Starlight! You’re back!” He reclined on his bedpost, ignoring the screeching pain in the back of his head complaining about how close he had been to release. However, panic and embarrassment had a hold of his reigns now, and neither was about to relent.

Starlight blinked, and his heart jumped around his ribcage like a frantic bird as he wondered what she would do. Would she laugh? Be disgusted? Scold him? All this was uncharted territory for him, and there was no book on what to do when your partner catches you in the middle of pleasuring himself—then again, he hadn’t thought to look for such a book until now.

Starlight finally stirred from her rooted position and finished closing the door behind her. She eyed his panting body with a kind of curiosity that made him feel exposed. Maybe she hadn’t noticed, maybe he was making a big deal out of nothing,—

“I…I see you’re happy to see me…” Starlight’s tone was musing, and to his surprise, there was no trace of disgust in her eyes, on the contrary, they were wide, engaged, and slightly mischievous as she dropped her bags on the floor while keeping her eyes on his nervous face.

“Oh…ah…I’m sorry…I woke up and couldn’t help it, so I just…uh…you know what I-I’m gonna go and take a c-cold shower.” He laughed nervously and looked away, trying to make a hasty escape to his bathroom, until the creak of his mattress brought his retreating gaze back to hers. Her front hoof was pressed on the mattress, and her gaze was cunning and filled with interest.

“You don’t have to stop on my account…It’s not like I haven’t seen your dick before…or your face as you cum.” There was something melodic in her voice, a pleased undertone to her words. It made his cock twitch beneath the blanket.

“You’re not mad?”

“Depends on what you were thinking of.” The smirk on her face reassured him, and a cautious smile began on his own.

“I’d think it would be obvious.”

“I want to know.” Her azure eyes never left his as she climbed slowly to his bed.

“Yesterday…” The edge of the blanket began to glow with her magic, she gave it a little tug until his desire was exposed to the cool air once more. The feeling of the cotton sliding away made him shiver, and he eyed her with needy desperation.

“Which moment?”

“When you were on top of me, and I was inside you…and you were so in control…you looked so gorgeous…” Just talking about it forced his erect member to shiver and momentarily tap against his stomach. He didn’t think he could get any harder.

Starlight crawled closer until she sat beside him and she leaned into his ear with a hot breath.

“Keep going…”

“Huh…with you…?”

“I want to watch you while hearing what you’re thinking of.”

Oh. A dribble of precum ran down the side of his cock, and she rested her head upon his shoulder, watching with the attentiveness of a predator.

“W-Wait, how did you get here so fast? I thought you went back to Ponyville?” He asked, bewildered. Starlight frowned and rolled her eyes.

“Turns out there was no crisis, it was just Discord playing a mean prank on me. I was so mad I was about ready to blast him to smithereens, but Twilight calmed me down and forced us to talk it out.” She sighed and pursed her lips. “He was just jealous I was spending so much time with you.”

“Jealous? Discord?” His eyebrows shot to his hairline.

“He’s still new to friendship, so he doesn’t understand that friends are allowed to have other friends and significant others,” she said with a huff. “So, I told him that next time he felt that way, he should talk to me about it or ask to hang out with me, he apologized and then teleported me here to make it up to me.”

He nodded as he finished listening to her story, but bit his lip as a dark thought crossed his mind and made his stomach turn. For all the awe he felt knowing she had chosen him, a protective jealously surged in him at the thought of some creature thinking they had some sort of right over Starlight’s time and who she hung out with. He was more than miffed with Starlight’s friend, for taking her from his side on a selfish whim, for making him think that she was going to yet another world-ending adventure with nothing he could do about it. He wasn’t miffed, he was downright furious.

“That bastard…” He growled between clenched teeth.

“I set him straight.”

“I’m sure you did, doesn’t change what he is.”

“At least he sent me here to you…sometimes the world feels so tiresome and foolish…but being beside you, in our world, it’s comforting.” She pressed her muzzle to his neck, letting her voice vibrate to his skin and making him shudder again, chest rising with her every word. “Stroke yourself, tell me what you’re thinking,” the words had a hypnotic and sensual quality to them as she whispered them to his ear.

He groaned and hastily ran a hoof downwards, once more curling his hoof around his erection with a meek gasp. “I’m thinking…I’m thinking that I…I wished I was there to see you…to make him regret that he wasted your time, you don’t deserve the crap he pulled on you…”

“I can take care of myself…” She sighed into his shoulder, her gaze fixated on the way his hoof glided around his cock, tugging at the base and then the head, in alternating patterns.

“Hmm…I know, I know, you’re so strong…but I wished I was there—you’re mine after all.” The thought made him jerk a little faster, his hips curving slightly off the mattress.

“And you’re mine, how do you think I feel when I see other mares approaching you because of your status? I nearly wrung the neck of the mare who kept swaying her tail to get your attention last week…”

“D-Don’t be mean…” The possessiveness in her gaze, the force of her touch as she slides her hoof down, tightening around his flank like he could be taken away, made his need all the more vicious as he stole a glance in her direction.

“Oh really…could you say the same if I told you some idiot slapped my flank when—“

“What!?” The words left his mouth with a snarl. Fury, protectiveness, jealousy, all of it burned in his stomach as he stopped momentarily, looking at her surprised expression, the blush coloring her cheeks. “Who? What did he look like? When!?” His hooves went to her shoulders on instinct.

“Why? Are you jealous?”

“No one has the right, Starlight—no one…” His voice trailed off, his anger momentarily put aside as she slipped closer. She straddled his thigh and he panted as though he was galloping to keep up with her. A feral part of him longed to push her against the bed, claim her as his own and use his body to protect her from any prying hooves and eyes.

“I love it when you’re so protective, it’s adorable that the only thing that makes you angry is anyone coming between us…”

“If anyone hurt you—anyone—” Before he could go on, she caught him off with a firm kiss, and they were soon tangled in a messy battle of tongues. Drool ran out the corners of their mouths, and they had no qualms in claiming the other with long, cleaning licks. “Oh, sweet Celestia…” Sunburst whined, his hooves went to her hair and cupped the back of her head—tangling his hooves in her purple mane and messing her hairstyle.

“Keep touching yourself, I want to see you cum…you’re the only stallion I ever want to see that way and feel it…”

“Starlight, you’re the only mare who brings me to the point of it.” It was true. He stared at her flushed face, he had messed up her mane but she didn’t seem to mind. She glowed with the radiance of a goddess, at home with her body and sensuality. “You’re a lady and you deserve respect.”

“I like it when you call me that, I like it that I could do anything and you would still think of me like a lady.” She moved closer and purred in his ear. “Even if some asshole tried to grope me.”

“Of course, you’re…you’re always a lady—you exude attention…dignity…you’re so beautiful and it makes me…makes me want to connect with you…oh, fuck—I love it…” His cock twitched violently in his grasp. Words were beginning to fail him and he hardly noticed that she had begun to drift away until he felt her resting her head on his thigh—so close to his frantically stroking hoof.

“Cum on me,” the simple command made his stomach jump to his throat. He tried to slow his pace, but his body was nearly mechanical at this point. A weak protest came out between his gasps.

“You-You're joking…you’re—hmm, I wouldn’t…it’s so…degrading.”

“I want you on me…I want to have a piece of you when I go out in public…so when some jerk looks at my face, I know that your mark is there.” To tempt him even further, her horn glowed and she scooped his balls with her magic, giving each testicle a little squeeze that sent him dangerously close to the edge—his hips jerked sharply in response. Then she uttered three little words that broke him. “Please, my love…”

Starlight, despite her friendship lessons, loathed pleading for anything. Knowing her desire had reached such a point made his mind go blank—and he finally obeyed, carefully pushing her under towards his pelvis, she angled herself for the warm seed to hit her cheek. The first wave that rushed out of him was almost painful, making him gasp, so pent up from all his pausing that his release was thick and voluminous. A line fell along her cheek, over her bangs, through her eyelashes and eyebrow.

With every ounce of willpower he had, he tried to check to see if she wasn’t recoiling or regretting her wish before the second wave. To his relief, a nearly euphoric look settled on her features—a smirk tugging at her lips. His second release came out in a perfect line, where it splattered across her lips and muzzle, dripping over her chin and under her jaw.

Struggling to keep his gaze from wavering he waited anxiously—waited for her approval. With a nonchalant motion of her hoof, she cleaned the mark over her eyelid and slowly lick it from her hoof. Azure eyes opened, tinged with stars. Fire burning in her wild, free, untamable spirit not to be tied down by the expectations of peers and society on what was appropriate to do with one’s lover. He watched with wonder, seeing her tongue lick his mess clean from her hoof, just to watch it run over the white splotch across her bottom lip.

“Now I feel better…those mares won’t ever know this taste…or feel something like this. This is all mine.” The image in front of him set fireworks in his head. How could she sit there, covered in his orgasm with such pride? Because she was Starlight Glimmer, his one and only. Unafraid of the pleasures of their flesh and the ties that bind them together. Suddenly he felt reinvigorated—this beauty, this lovely mare, his headstrong Starlight—he needed her, now.

He pressed her against him in a hard kiss, and he wasn’t put off by the taste of his own release on her lips—on the contrary, the salty reminder showed him what he and only him had been allowed to do to her. A guttural noise rumbled into her chest, and the thought of her being harassed or demeaned while walking through town made him see red. It felt like his mind was getting lost in enveloping her, possessing her, and shielding her from a world so horrible towards her sex, it was just like the mania he had that made him get lost in his studying.

Swiftly, he yanked her petite, warm body to his, breaking the kiss. Starlight opened her mouth to speak, but her words were lost when he gripped her by her barrel and spun her around—her back flush against his chest as he buried his muzzle on the side of her neck. A soft smirk grazed his lips, mischief coming to his reawakening brain as he heard her squeak when he used his magic to grip her calves and spread her back legs apart, giving him an explicit view of her sex by peeking over her shoulder. Starlight’s breath came out in huffs, normally it was her who did such dominant and mischievous things in bed—whenever he did so, she always seemed surprised and helpless in his grasp, it was impossible to resist.

“This, right here…” His hoof slid down, tracing the outline of her weeping sex with the barest of touches, “is what had me losing my mind…thinking about how warm you are…how beautiful you look when I’m inside you.”

Without warning he dipped his hoof in her slit, collecting her sweet nectar to use as lubrication, and stroked upwards as he traced her sensible folds with the most delicate of touches. She whimpered and she rolled her head to look at him with hooded eyes.

“Best in all of Equestria I am told,” she murmured, using his own words against him.

“And no one else will ever find that out…” His voice was shuddering with desire, lowering his voice to a husky baritone that sent shockwaves to her very core, with his hoof coated with her desire he begins stroking her clit as he coaxed it out of its protective hood. “And you’re the only one who gets to see the most private parts of me…you won’t find my release on anything but you…”

“Sunburst,” she chuckled, looking at him with a dazed, drunk look in her eyes. “Unless you’re pleasuring yourself to thoughts of me…you needy stallion.”

“Can you blame me?” he muttered possessively, pushing down on her fleshy little button and her hips bucked—but his magic prevented her from closing her legs. “Good or wetter?”

“Wetter…it stings a little bit.” She answered and his hoof ran up her neck, leaving a trail of her fluids.

“Then won’t you be a dear and help?” He whispered into her ear, nipping at the tip. “Or is that too much? Does it make you squeamish—“

Possibly out of pride she sucked her own essence from his hoof, trailing her tongue over the edge and taking in as much as she could, giving it the same amount of attention like it was his cock. But Sunburst turned away from those thoughts unless his shaft sprang to life prematurely. Once his hoof was dripping with her saliva he drew it from her mouth, cleaning a line of drool off her face he went back to her sex.

“Why should I fear my own body?” She murmured back, “If some jerk on the street thinks they have a right to it, then I have nothing to worry about…” She wiggled against him, and her tail brushed his resting member deliciously. Her forelegs wrapped behind his head as she watched his actions with a hungry expression, her chest rising and falling in tandem with her panting.

“My Star…” He reserved that nickname for times like this, even then she would roll her eyes and scold him for being so sappy. “Anyone who dreams of catching you are fools…” Before she knew it he spread her legs further apart, ripping a gasp from her throat, she must have been truly lost in the moment because she didn’t scold him—not even when the cool air of the room touched her vulnerable, spread cunt. His wet hoof covered her slit and started to trace tiny, not really touching, but glorious circles around her clitoris. “I feel you throbbing…”

“You know I like it…”

“I know exactly what you like, from our many hours of practice…” he muttered matter-of-factly, nipping at her ear as his hoof pressed down and it earned him a moan from her. “I know you like this too,” suddenly his hoof picked up a frantic, slathering pace, shaping her delicate folds with the force and speed of his touch. The sound of her dripping flesh was like a chorus of angels to his ears, as was the image of her curling into herself from the intense pleasure—letting out a series of squeals into the room.

“Sun-Sunburst!”

“Yes?”

“D-Don’t, this…is…don’t—AH!” She trashed in his embrace as he picks up his pace, but she couldn’t close her legs as his magic keep pining her legs apart. “Oh, oh, it’s—it’s too m-much!”

“None of that, you just don’t like it when you aren’t in control,” he purred against her neck, licking over her veins. “Don’t worry about it, just let yourself go, I’ll be here to catch you.”

“Ah! Ah!” Her voice was shaking her whole body, and he wanted nothing more than to find a way to keep it with him wherever he went, the vocals were so raw and unhinged and free from any sense of pride and decorum. It was powerful and emotional, just as she was.

“Good…yes, relax…just enjoy it…” Sunburst instructed.

He smirked into her neck when her body finally convulsed in shudders that became more uncontrollable than her other attempts to slow him down. For a moment he gave her a pause as she gasped for air. Having mercy on her, he traced the lines of her body as he waited for his star to come down from her high. A few tears escaped her eyes and mixed with his drying semen, and he lifted her face to kiss them away.

“See, that wasn’t so bad.”

“You’re…ridiculous…when you…get…this way.”

“Ah, my star, you love to dish it out, but you can’t take it, at least most of the time.” He scolded her gently, as his hooves traveled downwards and stroked her perking breast. The slightest touch made her quiver in the sensitive state he had left her in. “Hmm, you still look stressed from your trip—maybe you need some more?”

“I don’t…hmm…”Her words trailed off with a sigh as his hoof flicked her exposed nipple. “Maybe I…”

“Ask for it nicely.”

She huffed.

“Ask…” He pressed her nipples down into each breast as her back curled off his chest with a wince.

“Touch me.”

“Where?”

By now they’d played this game enough that she knew his script—she hated it, but today—today she was putty in his embrace from the moment she caught him bare in his bed. He started to trace her form, squeezing every curve with intention. Part of him longed to push her down and grind on her body until he was hard enough to fill that petite body and mark her with the same intensity he had left on her face. But this was too much fun, watching her like this, seeing her lost and hazy in her pleasure.

“Between my legs…until—until I cum…”

“All over my hooves, you promise?” He teased in her ear and she bit her lip, caught between shyness and desire.

“I’ll do whatever you want…just touch me damn it.”

The words made him tense with anticipation, he scooped her tight to his back, and without mercy, his hoof began to feverishly, touch and grind on her sensitive bead—already swollen and sensitive from her last orgasm. She was nearly liquid in his embrace, laying her head back with a whimper, louder than ever before, his free hoof was clutching her closely.

“You have such a pretty flower, you know that? I’m tempted to eat the petals every time I see it…I’ll have it for breakfast if you let me…you’re not the only one who enjoys those kinds of things.”

“Oh…m-my love…” she said it with a mixture of pleasure and bashfulness. Yes, her love, just as she was his.

“Yes, my star?” He pushed down hard, pulling and molding her whole pussy as his entire arm shook with the force and intensity of her orgasm. A crying scream came out from her throat, she came undone in his hooves just as he wanted—gasping, crying, and trashing. The beautiful mare from the stars, proud, cunning, headstrong, now so warm and fragile in his embrace. He held her gently against him and murmured soft words of praise to her skin as she calmed down.

Slowly, he released her legs, his magic gently depositing her legs on the mattress. Nuzzling her messy mane, he pressed kisses against her sweaty skin—some of the sweat mixed his own essence and ran down her chin. What a precious sight. What special, hidden joys they discovered together.

As she caught her breath, he licked his hoof clean, moaning into her ear with a smirk.

“Thanks for the meal.”

“You’re welcome,” Starlight murmured, her eyes closed as she laid against him. “Don’t worry…I kicked him in the face…” She said with a sigh as his hoof traced small patterns on her shoulder.

“Tell me next time,” he muttered with a soft scold.

“And miss my chance on seeing you so wild…you been holding out on me, Sunburst.”

Despite what they had just done, his cheeks heated up with shame, and he tried to cover it up with a nervous cough.

“S-Still, the point stands, I’m sure I can get Shining Armor to rough him up or something.”

“Sunburst,” she scolded, but the word came out too slurred to be taken seriously.

“Alright, I won’t abuse my power.”

“Good…” She was nearly dozing off against his stomach. He smiled softly as he played with her hair and brushed it off from her eyes.

“I love you…but seriously, what did he look like?”

“I’m going to take a bath,” she murmured but didn’t make a move to leave his embrace.

“Not unless I come with you.” And with a sudden yelp, he scooped her in his hooves. “After all, who is going to protect you from the evils of a bachelor’s bathroom?” Despite his serious tone, her laughter echoed down the hall.