Author's Note

Summary: It's a hot day in Sire's Hollow, Starlight tries her hoof in making ice cream, just one problem: Sunburst doesn't like milk or any dairy product at all. Can she convince him to give her treat a try?

Warnings: Outdoor sex, fun with food and a blow job along the way.

Notes: Though Sunburst says he's lactose intolerant, his intolerance is not as bad as he makes it out to be, he's just being stubborn and doesn't like milk on principle.

Vanilla

Sunburst hated summer, or summer in Sire’s Hollow. Maybe it was the heat, and his love for dark-colored capes didn’t help. Perhaps it was his messy mohawk and goatee he insisted on letting grow, his long bangs and facial hair sticking to his sweaty forehead and chin.

He and Starlight had arrived at their childhood home some days ago, but the twist this time was that Firelight wasn’t there, gone to some convention or other, leaving Starlight to house-sit while he was away. With Firelight gone his mother was busier than usual, he had no idea what running a town as small as this one entailed, but it appeared to be a lot of work since she was gone most of the day, leaving him to his own devices. Needless to say, this was the best visit he’s ever paid to his mother, made even better when Starlight invited him over to “help” her house-sit, and sometimes he would invite her over for some “tea”, sneaking around Stellar Flare’s back like a pair of teenagers despite them being close to thirty.

He might have considered cornering the sorceress for more tea before his mother came by for lunch, but it was too hot. He groaned, wiping more beads of salty sweat from his forehead with the back of his hoof. Sunburst sat under one of the trees in Firelight’s backyard, trying to cool off after moving around some boxes to the storage shed.

Why he had to move the junk that particular day was beyond him, he would kill for a cold shower now. But no, Starlight insisted upon putting him to work, and like the sucker he was, he bought into it when she fluttered those dark lashes at him and her horn glowed like a warning. The truth was that he’d been bribed into it by the mare as well, offered something cold and palatable after all was done. That alone piqued his interest and kept him motivated. But as he sat there, his dark cape soaked through and sticking to his back uncomfortably, Sunburst felt robbed.

Starlight had left him sitting there, after he was done, going back inside the house to finish preparing the treat she promised. The effort didn’t seem worth it now, but maybe she had something refreshing in mind after all, like lemonade or iced tea, or heck, just a bag of ice right about then would have been heavenly. He groaned again, almost wanting to take off his cape before she got back, but that required effort and strength he didn’t have. Sunburst was half tempted to nod off too if it weren’t for the sound of metal churning and the hum of machines from the house. What was she making anyway?

After a few minutes of hearing the ruckus from the house drown out the cicadas, it stopped. He was grateful, closing his eyes as he settled against the tree. It was so peaceful outside too…

“Ahem?” a questioning voice asked, as he slowly opened one eye, a blur of purple hair, pink fur, and white fabric standing over him holding…something, “Are you gonna take one or not?”

Starlight peered down at Sunburst as his eyes finally opened completely, recognizing the items floating in front of her as creamy, white ice cream on top of a waffle cone. He scowled. “Starlight, what is this?”

“Vanilla ice cream, made it myself. Didn’t have time to let it sit in the refrigerator, so it’s kind of soft, but smooth, eat it before it melts,” she said with a grin while shoving one cone into his hoof. “Come on, you can’t tell me you don’t like ice cream?”

“It’s dairy.”

“Yeah, what about it? If I just used ice it wouldn’t be ice cream,” she said as she sat down on the grass next to him, careful to smooth out her thin white apron while not spilling her own cone, “Pinkie gave me the recipe and taught me how to make it, so it’s perfectly safe, and it’s sweet, just give it a try, please?”

“Starlight, I’m lactose intolerant.”

She turned to look at him with wide eyes. “No way, we used to eat ice cream all the time when we were kids!”

“Yeah, the ice cream my mom bought, she made sure it wasn’t dairy base.”

“…Can you at least try it, pretty please?”

“No.”

“How can you say no to something not only sweet but cold in this heat?”

Sunburst glanced down at the cone in his grip, eyeing the white stuff suspiciously, especially the small black flakes mixed in it. Tempting, especially as it felt ice-cold through the waffle, but it was his mortal enemy in a sweet packaging. He hated milk, the way it coated his throat if it were whole or cream, the way it tasted like water if it was skim. Heck, he even disliked cheese on principle alone. With ice cream, it wasn’t much better despite being cold and sweet. While it was a shame to waste if after Starlight had gone to the trouble of making it…

“No.”

She glared at him. He was sure he was about to be at the receiving end of a nasty hex till she gave a loud snort and went back to looking at her own dessert. “Fine, you sour-puss, I’ll have it, I’m hungry anyway so I’ll eat mine quick than yours.”

“Fattening up?”

“Ha, ha, ha, not nearly as funny as usual. I just don’t like it when food goes to waste,” Starlight said with a small grin before pointedly ignoring his comment. She was half turned towards him as she ate, licking the very top of the soft scoop, a piece of it disappearing into her mouth.

He didn’t notice at first, but the longer he sat there holding the second cone, the more his eyes focused on her tongue as it darted and swirled over the creamy surface. She had an unusual way of eating after the first bite, going from the base to the top to catch the dribbles of melting cream before they slid down over her hooves. Maybe it was the heat getting to him, but her lips and tongue were red from the intense cold. And between bites, she stopped long enough to lick the stickiness away, biting and wetting her mouth as he suddenly felt dry.

She was doing this deliberately, wasn’t she? How could she not know what she looked like eating that ice cream in the summer heat?

The thin white cotton apron she wore clung to her skin, one thin strap falling off her shoulder. The pink ribbon tied around her back hugged the curve of her waist and the ends fell around her backside, the breeze playing with the ends like small flags that called for his attention. But the beads of sweat rolling down her back and below the low cut of the apron weren’t as mesmerizing as the way she ate. His blue eyes went back to that last subject, ignoring the melting ice cream cone in his hoof completely. Starlight’s head was tilted to the side as she opened her mouth, sucking in the dessert in such a way that Sunburst just about jumped. The white fluid was smeared over her chin as she giggled to herself, wiped it off with the back of her hoof, and then licked the stickiness away like a cat. He shifted uncomfortably, trying not to think about how it would feel to be licked like that, or the sweetness of her mouth after all that sugar and vanilla.

As she started eating again in long, dragged-out flicks of her tongue, Sunburst bit his lip to keep from groaning. In the melting heat, she forgot about being clean any longer and stuck to just trying to eat it before the delicate ice crystals turned back into a mixture of cream, milk, eggs, and flavor.

It was funny how his mind kept inserting images of other things colored white, or other things meant to be licked, mostly parts of himself that longed to be licked. Maybe it was because the only thing he could think about that week in Sire’s Hollow was her. Or maybe it was that when he did think of her, it all equated back to not just her herself but being with her. Yet, it also could have been that in all their times together, she’d never used her mouth on him there. Those red lips, that small pink tongue, the warmth he knew from kissing her, and those teeth that playfully nipped him almost everywhere but there. Maybe he wouldn’t have been imagining it if he’d felt it just once.

Then again, maybe it’s the heat frying his delicate, magic knowledge-filled brain. But damn, was he ever wrong if watching her eat an ice cream cone didn’t make him squirm while trying to hold back lecherous thoughts. Then he saw her tongue slowly curl over a lump of white ice, drawing it into her mouth with a slow moan of pleasure from the cold and the cream. He wished he was that ice cream cone, very, very much. This time Sunburst did groan out loud, hitting his head against the back of the tree. He was not a pervert! At least that was what he kept telling himself over and over in mantra.

Starlight’s attention snapped towards him at the sound, her eyebrows arching up in curiosity. She was fairly certain he had groaned, his eyes tightly shut while pounding his head backward. A grin spread over her lips as she stopped eating to notice the melting ice cream dripping all over his hoof and down towards the ground.

“Sunburst,” she said in a scolding tone as his blue eyes shot open. “This is why you should have been eating some instead of being such a baby about it.”

Before he could retort, the mare moved closer on her knees and grabbed his wrist, bringing it to her mouth. He made a noise that was a mix of a gasp and a cough as she started to suck and lick the melted vanilla off his hoof. It was too much. The visuals combined with the stimulation of her tongue on his already burning skin fried every shred of resistance he had towards all things dairy and all things Starlight.

She felt him move forward suddenly but kept his hoof still. The mare tried to pull away before their faces collided, but his other hoof pressed against the back of her neck, stopping her as his lips moved closer. She squealed in surprise as he kissed her, licking her lips quite literally. Her protesting murmurs only escalated as his tongue delved into her mouth as if seeking a sample of the lingering sweet taste without actually eating any of it. And yet, all her complaints faded the longer he remained locked against her. Slowly, the sorceress forgot all about the ice cream in her hoof as the cone slipped right out of her grasp. It fell into Sunburst’s lap, and he broke the kiss with a yelp. “Ah! Cold! Starlight!”

His hooves flailed at the cold, letting go of his melting treat as well. In the confusion, it landed on her chest and splattered down the front of her apron. At the sudden cold, she gasped and then screeched, turning red with embarrassment before focusing her anger on her childhood friend. “Sunburst! For a wizard, you’re so dang clumsy!”

“Look who’s talking! You dropped yours first!”

“I don’t care! I’m all sticky now, and it’s your fault! Gimme your cape!”

“What!?” he yelled back at her, turning red himself for different reasons besides anger. “Why do you need my cape!?”

“Because you’ve sweat through it anyway, and I need a rag to clean this up! Now pass it over!”

Grumbling, he peeled out of his dark cape and threw it at her, suddenly regretting kissing her at all. Why did he feel the need to kiss her? All it did was cover them both in ice cream, including the one that had dropped right on his crotch. That hurt beyond the indignity, as the cold liquid seeped right through his thin yellow coat and to his skin. He really needed a shower now. Sunburst picked up the remains and hurled them away from them into the dirt, scowling. He didn’t notice Starlight at all as she tried to blot the melted cream off her neck and apron, huffing as it stuck to her, “Damn…I hope you’re happy, this could’ve been avoided if you just ate the stupid ice cream.”

Sunburst finally looked at her and tried not to whimper at what he saw. The white apron was nearly see-through when she gave up and dropped his cape, wet and sticking to her front like a second skin.

Her dark blue eyes studied the stallion in front of her, sitting completely naked under the tree, his eyes transfixed by something. It was then that she noticed where his gaze was stuck, on the trail of white stickiness still over her skin and apron. She grinned. He was oblivious to what he was even doing, so far gone that he was nearly drooling with hungry intent. Sunburst hadn’t looked at her like that before…He even missed the massive stain of ice cream on his lap. Starlight had all sorts of ideas about why he was looking at her, her grin turning into a smirk.

Maybe he did like ice cream after all, but for different reasons.

Before Sunburst knew it, she dropped the ruined cape into his lap and proceeded to mop up the liquid. His eyes nearly popped out of his sockets, trying to stop her wandering hooves. “What-! Stop! Get off me!”

“You’re a complete mess, now hold still!”

“I can get it on my own, now let go!”

“No!” she yelled back as he tried to tug on the cape, battling his hooves away. He continued to squirm, pushing on her shoulders to get her away from him until her hoof touched something. She stopped completely and looked into his eyes. Sunburst looked at her with a mix of horror and embarrassment, the blush across his face going all the way to the roots of his vermillion hair. And then, her hoof started to rub again, as if to continue cleaning as if nothing had happened.

“Starlight…” he said slowly, trying not to hiss as her rubbing slowed down as he spoke. “Let go…”

An impish grin spread across her face as her grip tightened, letting him know that she knew exactly what she was touching. Starlight leaned forward, staring into his cornflower blue eyes as she sat between his open legs. “You sure about that?”

“No…” He said weakly, then he groaned as her hoof continued to massage him through the dark fabric, making it very difficult to think of anything else. She giggled at his non-committal answer, avoiding kissing his lips as she nibbled on his neck. The salt of his sweat mixed with the remnants of the sweet ice cream in her mouth, the clashing flavors tasted better than she thought as she slowly crept down his body.

Sunburst groaned louder the closer she got to lay on the grass before him, her lips kissing his stomach as it tightened under her touch. Her hoof hadn’t stopped its movement, making it very hard to stop her or even try to grab the little temptress. Part of him wanted to return the favor, to pin her under him and see how she liked to be touched and licked. And yet, every other part of his body had mutinied, agreeing it was much better for him to sit there, shut up, and go with it before she changed her mind.

Starlight stopped and pulled the rag that was his cape off his lap, revealing his half-raised member to the world. Her hooves touched it gently, rubbing the outlines with slight hesitation while she pressed butterfly kisses to the heated flesh. Sunburst’s mouth dropped open, too engrossed in the sight of her playing with his member. Blood rushed to his head—and down his crotch—as the realization of her ultimate goal hit him, sure that if he were still a virgin, he would’ve come then and there. Starlight didn’t seem to care as her touch became bolder, her shy kisses growing in intensity, bringing his attention back to what she was doing.

Traitorously, his hips pushed up from the ground at her urging, and he scooted closer to her until she was resting comfortably on his lap. As his member reached its full height her touching became daring and firm, Sunburst groaned louder, torn between stopping her or…he couldn’t think of what else he wanted, but it would’ve felt good.

“Huh…” he breathed, sweating more than when he moved the boxes for her earlier. “You don’t have to do this…”

She’d never done this before, which lent to part of his fear and excitement. It didn’t help that her hooves and himself were tacky from the ice cream, making him stick to her wherever he was touched. Starlight didn’t say a word but shot him a fiery look, her blue eyes practically daring him to try and stop her, while he was in her intimate grasp. No, she wouldn’t stop, that was evident enough as her tongue gave the head a slow, firm lick. The heat of her mouth would have made him cry out if his throat weren’t as dry as the desert. His hooves dig into the grass, transfixed on the sight of her lips wrapping over him. Her tongue licked him, taking the head of his member completely into her mouth, and he was utterly lost. “Oh, fuck me…” Sunburst said, despite his usual aversion for such vulgar language.

Starlight didn’t notice his slip of the tongue, too intent on her work. She always did want to do this to him, if only to see his reaction, which was bordering between spastic and rapturous. She could read him like a book each time something like this happened. Unless he came on to her, he always looked torn between ecstasy and complaint. If he disliked being seduced, he didn’t show it ever by pushing her away. And who was he to complain? She was the one doing all the work to seduce him. It was particularly delicious work too, as her mouth pulled back to lick the underside of his cock, the taste of ice cream, sweat, and sex making her drool.

Sunburst groaned and shifted lower against the tree, apparently unwinding and giving in to the inevitable. His hips moved upwards on their own accord. His body unconsciously begged for her attention again as her mouth took one of his balls, sucking on it while she continued to stroke his dick with eager motions. Shaking like a leaf, his hoof reached out to touch the mare’s dark purple hair, messing her hairstyle slightly as he slid his hoof down her bare neck. “Star…”

She ignored him, her mouth continuing to move back up. The slight nibble of her teeth made him tense, fearful until he felt her restraint teasing him. Her small bite was followed by a low, muffled moan then sucking as her lips wrapped over him. That combination was unnerving, fighting to keep his hips still as she went upwards. His member slid into her mouth, almost disappearing into her, but he didn’t want to think about where it went. Slowly, Starlight’s head went up and down, each pass stealing a little more of his breath till he felt like drowning.

It was a battle to keep from bucking into her mouth. Heck, it was a battle to keep himself in check. Sunburst’s shuddering only got worse as her hooves stroked him as well between pauses. There was a determination in her blue eyes whenever she glanced up at him, probably bent on driving him insane. It was working, and he adored her for it. The pit of his stomach flared with heat standing right on the brink of release when he finally stopped her.

“Enough.”

Starlight looked up at Sunburst, confused at first then hurt as his hooves pushed her away. At least, she thought he was pushing her away. It wasn’t until he grasped her by the elbow and hauled her body into his lap that she understood.

His lips were on hers at once, consuming her while he locked her in place with his embrace. There would be no fighting him, that message was clear as he groaned into her mouth. And yet, she still fought back in her own ways, messing his mane with her questing touches, and then pressing eagerly against him. Sunburst pulled away from her lips with a cry that turned into a growl as she shuddered in his embrace. His hooves dove down her back, quickly pulling the pink ribbon that held her apron in place. Starlight clung to him, her legs on either side of his hips as he pushed the apron aside before cupping her aching center.

She tried not to cringe at the suddenness of it, but that was quickly replaced with a moan as his head came down her neck. Her breath came in gasps as he licked the warm and sweaty skin, struggling to get the gauzy fabric clinging to her out of the way as he yanked it with his teeth. The mare gave a small cry as Sunburst’s hoof changed angles, rubbing her clit in almost painful motions, and her hooves dig into his back, nearly breaking his skin. Another growl from the wizard, one born out of frustration with the flimsy garment.

“Of all the times you decide to wear clothes you had to pick this one.”

“Shut up and get me off,” Starlight snapped before her voice was cut out by another quake of pleasure from her body. “Oh my gosh…!”

He kissed her desperately, hugging her to him as he tried to get to his knees. Unfortunately, he was no pegasus so gravity wasn’t on his side. They tumbled backward in a sprawled heap, both of them uncaring of the change in scenery in the middle of a lip-lock. When Sunburst’s lips finally backed off, he grinned down at her, at least until she grabbed his naked ass. That simple, but reverberating, touch propelled him back into action, pressed intimately against her again as she wiggled under him.

He didn’t waste a second longer, setting himself at her folds, then parting them with a thrust. Starlight gave a startled yelp but moved with him as he pushed into her. Her eyes were tightly shut, focusing on not just the heat in the air but the heat between them as it burned over her skin.

Sunburst groaned as she arched up, her apron still slinging to her, but yanked away from her lower half and neck. He attacked her neck just as she did the same to him, careful not to leave suspicious marks that couldn’t be smoothed over with her fur. Her cries only picked up in volume as he licked a trail of sweat from her cheek up to her ear, nibbling the sensible flesh. The sticky sweet taste of vanilla still clung to her along with her scent, overwhelmingly powerful and heady. He gave up on sampling the remains on her skin, hunched over Starlight, and moving as if possessed. Her hooves touched his sweaty shoulder blades, clinging to him as she looked for purchase on his gleaming back. In this state, he was hypersensitive to her every move, but he didn’t complain when she clung to him in a painful grip.

Every time he moved within her, it felt like he was sinking deeper and deeper, losing himself piece by piece. Maybe that was part of why he wanted her so much, couldn’t get enough of her, oblivion, sweet release, and comfort wrapped into one blissfully smiling package. She was smiling up at him, pulling on his hair so that he’d look at her eyes. When he did, he smiled back, almost forgetting how close they both were till her smile turns into a rapt but silent cry. Her hips bucked up into his, and he gripped her body tightly as she came. Her voice resounded in his ear with a whimper, saying his name before she moaned into his neck.

That was it for the wizard as he pushed in one last time with a shout.

Sunburst nearly collapses in the waves of release, dizzy, exhausted, but deliriously happy. He was dimly aware of his seed shooting into her even as her walls gripped him, but it didn’t matter. Physical reaction, he learned, took second place to the torrent of feelings that boiled in the aftermath of love.

Starlight went limp under him as he curled around her, a little concerned as her eyes were closed and her breathing shallow. Did she pass out? Not that he could blame her. He felt like passing out too, his head pillowed in the gentle rise and fall of her chest. She shook with a start moments after he’d collapsed, exactly where he wanted to be, and then sighed, contented. He felt her hooves play with his hair and he shuddered but let her play with it, too happy to move. It was too hot to move anyway. The sorceress giggled as he snuggled into her neck, not missing the goofy grin that spread across Sunburst’s face.

“You’re a pervert,” she declared after a minute of further silence between them.

“Look who’s talking.”

“But I still love you anyway,” she said as he looked up at her, his blue eyes wide. Starlight smiled as her hoof brushed through his mane again, and he smiled back.

Slowly, he crawled back up till they were face to face, their bodies barely touching anymore. Sunburst tilted his head subtly and leaned down, kissing her tenderly with a brush of his lips. Before it could turn heated with passion at all, he pulled away, planting more delicate kisses over her face till he stopped at her forehead, nuzzling her horn with his nose.

“I love you,” he said so softly that she barely heard the words over the hum of the cicadas.

They stayed like that for a few more minutes, lying in the grass in each other embrace, a tangle of sweaty limbs and dirty clothes, till Starlight finally groaned. “I need a bath; I think I got dirt up my tail thanks to you.”

Sunburst chuckled. “I think I still have ice cream running down my legs, we’re even.”

“You should have eaten some of it,” she said with a pout, “I make it for you, and you turned your nose up at it, you’re so…picky.”

“I told you, I’m lactose intolerant, milk makes me gassy.”

“Didn’t stop you from eating half the cake at my graduation ceremony.”

“I paid for it dearly that night, trust me,” he said sarcastically with a scowl, at least until she kissed him on the cheek. Sunburst blushed as she was smiling again, acutely aware that he wasn’t as tired anymore, and they both were practically naked. Starlight giggled again, as the hungry look in his eyes was back.

She slid out from under him, fixing her apron while not bothering with her mane. “Come on, mister important wizard, showers await. If you’re a good boy, I’ll even pull out the last batch of ice cream I made, chocolate.”

She turned and started to walk back to the house as Sunburst sat there a moment, letting her offer sink in. Showers, more ice cream, and Starlight. Was he dreaming? He had to be, given the vision in his head from contemplating the last three objects of his desire at once.

Even if he detested all the milk in the ice cream, he could possibly stomach it…depending on how it was served.

Sunburst sprung back up to his feet, shaking some stray blades of grass and snatching his ruined caped from the ground as he ran after her. “Wait! Can we discuss this?! I’m getting an idea!”

Starlight turned and smiled from the porch, watching him while leaning against the door frame. “Why, Sunburst, I do believe you’ve been corrupted.”

“Only when it comes to you,” he said, his grin incredulous as he grabbed her. She squealed, trying to get away, but not really fighting all that hard as he tickled her.

“I’ll make a dairy lover out of you yet, Sunburst!” she yelled as he chuckled darkly.

“Only if it’s on you,” he whispered into her ear. “Now, where’s that ice cream?”