Loud rumbles of thunder stirred Obsidian from his peaceful, dreamless slumber, eyes wearily opening as he sat up in bed, letting out a low snort of annoyance. As much as he enjoyed stormy weather, disturbing his sleep made him like it a smidge less. Feeling something shift beside him, he looked down to find his spouse curled up against his side, eyes wide awake as she peered up at him. A soft chuckle left his throat. “Got woken up too, huh?”
The light blue furred unicorn shook her head, sighing as she tugged at the warm sheets covering her frame further up her shoulders. “No, I've been up. Couldn't fall asleep.”
The earth pony hummed, slightly concerned. “Don't you have a photo shoot later this morning, Pixel?”
She nodded, then shrugged nonchalantly. “Yeah. I technically don't have to go to it. My manager told me that it's an optional shoot.”
“So you'd be skipping out on the bonus.”
Pixel gave him a soft smirk. “That's what I have you for.”
Obsidian snorted. “Very funny.” Another sound soon caught his attention: faint at first, then steadily getting louder until it near mimicked the thunder itself. It sounded like someone was knocking on their front door, and was really persistent about it. With an annoyed groan, the stallion muttered, “I'll get it,” slowly sliding out from underneath the sheets to place his hooves onto the cold carpeted floor. Traveling down the dark and steep stairway eventually led him to the door, finding the last pony he'd expect to see waiting on the other side. An eyebrow raised. “Molten?”
The white dragon hybrid with curly red and blue locks of hair- now flat against his head due to the rain- gave him a warm smile, even though he was shivering. His lilac colored eyes seemed to sparkle a little brighter at seeing his friend. “Heya, Sid! Did you miss me?”
The question was rather redundant, but the blue male felt that maybe it was meant to go deeper than its surface value. Of course he missed his friend turned coltfriend turned coworker, but which part was the other referring to? Pushing the thought aside, a slight frown tugged at his lips instead. “Kit, what are you doing here? It's almost three in the morning for one, and two, you're drenched like a cat in a bathtub. What do you need me so badly for?”
Molten's grin turned sheepish, and he redirected his gaze to look at something else. “Eh heh… well, you see...I might of gotten myself into a bit of a pickle with my folks… and they kicked me out until I can solve the issue. So until then, I was wondering...if I could stay with you?”
Seeing the other stallion's frown deepen, he quickly added, “O-only for a few days, I promise! C'mon, big guy. You wouldn't leave me hanging, would you?”
“It depends,” Obsidian grumbled, clearly not in the mood to deal with this sort of thing at the moment. After thinking on it for a minute or two, he finally sighed. “But I guess you can stay till you get yourself sorted out. And you better not drag me into your mess, either.”
The hybrid's face lit up like a lightbulb, nodding his head quickly. “Of course not, Sid. Thank you, thank you!”
“Don't mention it. Now, let's get you inside. You need some towels and a brush, stat.”
After showing Molten the guest room (and explaining the situation to Pixel), the blue stallion finally got to settle back under the covers, closing his eyes to fall asleep again… that is until a knock at the door made his eyebrows furrow as he heaved himself out of bed for the second time that night. His face wore a less than pleased expression as he yanked the door open, coming face to face with Molten, who was clutching a pillow in between his hooves and had the edge of a blanket gripped in between his teeth as it draped over his back. One look at the puppy dog-like eyes from him told Obsidian everything: the thunderstorm was scaring him and he wanted to sleep with them. The earth pony sighed, turning his head towards his wife still bundled up in the sheets. “Molten, this is my wife Pixel. Pixel, this is my coworker, Molten.”
The mare waved hello, while the hybrid took a bit longer to respond. His head tilted to one side as he let go of the blanket, then snapped back up once something clicked. “You look familiar… are you friends with Joystick, by any chance?”
Pixel blinked, wondering where he heard that name from. Her former gaming pal was one she used to play up a storm with when they were still teens, but they didn't get to meet up as much in recent years. Still, she found the other to be a good friend. “I am. Why do you ask?”
Molten beamed. “She's my dance partner at the dance academy I go to when I'm not out on the grounds with Sid all day. She's...also my marefriend.”
Obsidian couldn't help but smirk at the younger stallion. “Ah, so the lonely wheat farmer finally found himself a lass, huh? Good on you, kit.”
The dragon hybrid's ivory colored cheeks turned a bright red as he blushed, long tail curling around one of his hind legs. “T-thanks. Hey, can we go to sleep now? I promise I won't bother you guys again.”
The earth pony bobbed his head, giving him a soft smile before clambering back onto the mattress. “You're fine, Molten. And that sounds like a great idea.”
The next few days passed by rather smoothly, to Obsidian's surprise. He half expected Molten to be at his side every other minute when he wasn't at work with him, but the hybrid maintained a comfortable distance from the earth pony once they both entered the house, usually slinking off to the guest room hours before the couple would go to bed themselves. Sid was grateful for the personal space, but couldn't help but start to feel concerned for his friend. This wasn't the open, over excited, flirtatious and touchy Molten he was used to. Rather, the ivory coated male seemed to have started turning into a version of...well, him, being much more quiet and reserved than usual. Tonight, he was determined to get answers, bidding Pixel good night before making his way to the guest room's door. Heart nervously thundering inside his chest, he raised a hoof to knock, pausing when a muffled sound reached his ears.
Obsidian couldn't wait any longer and turned the doorknob, pushing the slab of wood open a crack with a slight creak. His gaze locked in to find the hybrid's body strewn across the bed, head buried deep into the pillows as his shoulders quivered with sobs. The earth pony felt his spirits plummet, instinctively reaching out to pull the smaller stallion up into a sitting position the moment he fully entered the room.
Molten jumped at the sudden grab to his shoulders, wide eyes softening and re-filling with tears when he realized who was holding him, leaning forward to hide his face in the other's chest, quiet sniffles bubbling up from time to time. “Hi Sid,” he murmured in a soft, almost strained tone.
The older male said nothing for a few minutes, just kept his hooves wrapped tightly around the youth's torso, muzzle lightly pressing against his forehead. Finally he questioned, “Why are you crying, kit?”
The hybrid let out a tired sigh of defeat, avoiding the other's gaze as he shoved his head deeper into the warm, fluffy blue fur, wanting to become a part of it. “It's you, big guy. You're my problem,” he admitted with a broken twinge in his voice. “I know it's been years at this point but… I still can't get over you. I still love you.”
If Obsidian had wings, he would have wrapped them around Molten's fragile frame and never let him go for the rest of the night. Instead, he let out a low hum, putting the two together. “Your parents didn't kick you out, did they?”
The youth shook his head, cheeks burning in embarrassment. “No… I left on my own. They saw how much I was still pining after you once I heard you got hitched, and suggested I go and tell you how I felt. Everytime I tried, I just… couldn't do it. Even Joystick noticed that something was bothering me. Eventually I found myself at your doorstep, and well...you know the rest.”
The earth pony only squeezed him harder, pressing as much of their bodies together as he could. He gently ran a loving hoof through the other’s mane, pulling his head up to peer softly into his eyes. “Molten...you’re too sweet for your own good, you know that? I love you too, and I always will. You don’t have to cry over me.” Seeing that his words were starting to calm the distressed male down, his head then started to move on its own accord, desperate the stop the tears still raining down his friend’s beautiful face.
Molten’s body stiffened when he felt Obsidian’s warm lips suddenly press against his, heart fluttering while his eyes fell shut. Warning bells rang in his head, telling him to pull back, push the towering stallion away, to stop kissing him. But it was too late. Just like the first time they had kissed -years ago now-, the dragon hybrid was quick to fall under the blue boy’s spell- again. Every nerve within him lit up, goosebumps shooting down his forelegs when the elder did something that always made him weak: slowly run his tongue across his lower lip before biting down on it- hard. His breath hitched, leaning into him more as Sid tried to finally pull away, longing for that fire that had burned out long ago to be rekindled. Eventually though, his ears drooped as he reluctantly drew back himself, their lips parting to release held in breaths.
Sid’s face was fully flushed red, eyes aglow with an unexpected surge of desire, chest rising and falling as he tried to get air back into his lungs. Celestia, did the small thing still know how to leave him breathless. “You still got it, kit,” he purred, giving the other an almost dreamy look. His voice dropped to a whisper as he murmured, “I missed you.”
The white furred male's ears lifted at that. He blinked in surprise (and slight disbelief). Even after all this time, the archeologist still had feelings for him too? Now that he was thinking about it, he did recall occasionally catching the large lug staring at him a little too intensely whenever they would meet up at the infamous “water tent” to catch a break from the sweltering heat of the summer sun during longer digs. His voice was shaky as he sputtered, “Y-you did?”
Obsidian nodded, a warm grin gracing his features as the fur around his face turned back to its original color, though his cheeks remained a rosy shade of pink. “Of course. You were the first-and only- stallion that I truly fell in love with. Just because I'm with Pixel doesn't mean I don't think about you from time to time. You still mean a lot to me.” He paused, something in his head clicking, eyes glittering. Maybe his plan wouldn't work, but it never hurt to put it on the table. “Tell you what. How about we spend one last night together- with Pixel's approval, of course, and if that doesn't help you cope, then you can stay as long as you need to until you do.”
Molten's face twisted to one of excitement, then concern. “Are you sure about this, Sid? I've always been for your “bright ideas”, but maybe this is taking a leap instead of a bound. Will Pixel be okay with...well, us? Together?”
“I don't think she'd mind. After all, she would be joining us.”
“...Wait, what?”
The dragon hybrid's body was as stiff as a board as he barely paid attention to what the earth pony beside him was telling his wife, only feeling the heavy weight of his hoof lightly digging into the small of his back. He was extremely on edge, taking in every twitch and shift of the unicorn's face as it occasionally changed expressions while she listened intently. In truth, Molten wasn't worried if she was going to say yes or not, rather, he was worried about what he was going to do if she said yes. He had never had intercourse with a mare before, and thinking about engaging in it now-with his best friend's spouse, for that matter- was a little more than nerve wracking. It was only when Obsidian waved a hoof in front of his face did he blink out of his trance, shaking his head. “Sorry, could you repeat that?”
The taller male snorted, rolling his eyes. “She said yes, you dimwit.”
Oh. Oh no. There were a few seconds where no air wanted to enter the youth’s lungs, leaving his face even more drained of color as his legs began to tremble. Obsidian must have realized something was wrong, because his eyes lidded while his lips curled into a slight pout. Then he smirked when an idea popped up in his head, the hoof still on the other's back slowly gliding down the round curve of the supple, soft feeling ass cheeks he had been longing to touch again, earning a sharp gasp as Molten's long tail shot up when the tip of the large thing just so grazed the puckered ponut. The hybrid's face changed when he started to move it around in small circles, losing himself to the touch. The earth pony hummed in amusement.
“Isn't that better? I think someone's turned into a bundle of nerves.” As abruptly as he started, he stopped, carefully pulling the smaller stallion's body closer to him as he steadily rose onto his hind legs, lifting him up with a foreleg so his front was flush with the quivering one's back. His free hoof roamed over the warm yet tight skin he had missed, familiarizing himself with the new ridges and dips of muscle that his former lover possessed. He had grown much since their last union, and the blue male was more than eager to find out just how much he had changed, but first…
Molten let out a startled squeak when the caress he had been so entranced with suddenly traveled down to the opening of his sheath, groaning lowly as the hoof pushed down hard into the space between it and his balls, tail thrashing wildly as his awaiting prick finally shot out into the open to play, face as red as a beet while he panted heavily. Sid's voice was like a soothing tidal wave in his ear, purring contently, “That wasn't so hard, was it? You just needed a little push. There's nothing to be afraid of here. Pixel's bark is worse than her bite, I promise. I'll let her properly introduce herself.”
The hybrid's fur bristled when his gaze dropped down to look at the unicorn below him, feeling himself twitch once he saw the expression of awe and high interest on her face. She, for one, had never seen anything like the hard cock that bobbed in front of her, curiously tilting her head from one side to the other as she took a moment to examine the thing. Though she didn't have much to compare it to, she would certainly go so far as to say that it was the prettiest stallionhood she had ever laid her eyes on. It was smaller than Obsidian's, being maybe a good nine inches compared to the earth pony's foot and a half long monster, but what it lacked in size it made up for in visual appeal. Splotches of grey dotted the otherwise pure white skin of his shaft, fading into a round, bulb-like pink tip. Her eyes lidded as she slowly drew closer, longing to give it a taste test.
The thrashing and flailing stilled the second the mare's tongue touched the heated flesh, Molten's heart skipping more than a few beats. If it weren't for the other stallion holding him steady, he probably would have slumped over as most of the blood in his body shot straight down to his groin, feeling so warm as sweat began to trickle from his fur. Pixel’s slow, thorough and calculated laps to the vein covered surface of his now very excited member caused him to squirm, breath hitching when her skilled tongue just barely touched his head on the way up, edging him on even more.
Soft moans bubbled up from his throat while his eyes slid shut in bliss, leaning into Sid's neck as the earth pony had redirected his attention to his shoulders, leaving behind bright red marks against the ivory coat while he nipped at them. The hybrid was on cloud nine, and they hadn't even properly started yet. A few drops of pre slipping out by their own free will instantly made the mare's eyes go wide when she noticed them, stopping her movements to sniff at the liquid. What happened next made the restrained male's eyes roll into the back of his head.
Instead of gently sucking or licking at the leaking tip like Molten expected, Pixel took him down to his medial ring in one go, coaxing out a sharp, shaky gasp followed by a slightly pained whimper as his cock throbbed thickly within its new confinement, which was responded with comforting kisses to his neck and cheek from the stallion behind him. “Go easy on him, Pix. He takes some warming up to roughness.”
The unicorn rolled her eyes, but was slow in bobbing her head back and forth, smiling to herself when she saw the hybrid open his hind legs a bit wider, low, breathy moans from him reaching her ears and egging her on to please this new playmate the best she could, knowing that she would get double the reward if she did well. The salty yet sweet fluids she was milking out of him was an added bonus, ears slicking back in pleasure at the addictive taste, craving for more of it. His musky scent only made matters worse, filled with earthy tones that lulled her into a trance as her head began to move faster, throat muscles squeezing hard around his tip when she pretended to gag after wrapping her already spread lips around his medial ring, earning a high pitched cry that dipped into whines and whimpers as the twitching stallionhood was abruptly pulled out of her mouth, slathered in saliva and strings of pre. She looked up to find that Obsidian had stepped back, still holding a breathless Molten in his arms, the most aroused expression she had ever seen him make plastered on his face as he too took a moment to catch his breath.
“That's enough for now. On your back if you would, Pixel. I think it's time to give our friend here a little hooves-on demonstration in what it's like to rut a mare. This is your first time with one, right, Kit?”
The trembling male could only nod, far too gone to ask the elder how he knew that, breathing in labored puffs.
“Perfect.” A quick glance over at the mare was enough to spur her into action, leaning back so her head rested in the middle of the bed, hind legs dangling off the edge as she shifted from side to side until she was comfortable. The whole time she kept her crotch covered with her tail, as to not ruin the immersion too quickly. Once it was pulled down, she smirked when she caught Molten's eyes lighting up, clearly hooked. The earth pony gently set him back onto the floor, nudging him forward with a slight shove to his love bite covered shoulder. “I think it would be polite to return the favor, don't you?”
The hybrid looked up at him for a few seconds, then turned his gaze to the sight before him, tail involuntarily hiking up while he gulped. Pixel's pussy was open and waiting, pink lips practically drooling as her juices steadily dripped from her leaking folds. As enticing as the visual was, her scent was what brought him closer, feeling his pulse quicken as his muzzle inched nearer to the needy marehood. Taking in a breath, his nose then speared the mound's opening, tongue darting out to sample the aromatic liquid.
The unicorn's fur immediately tingled at that first lap, moan laced with a feeling she couldn't describe. The white stallion's long tongue was much rougher than she thought it would be, almost feline like in texture. What threw her for a loop, though, was the fact the thick organ was forked at the end, allowing the hybrid to thrust the snake like tips deep into her clenching tunnel and against her winking clit at the same time, leaving her begging for more once he got into a rhythm. Her horn buzzed loudly when they both focused on the hard, throbbing nub, swirling around and flicking across it at a speed she only dreamed of matching. She was nearly about to barrel over the edge when he pulled away, causing her hind legs to quiver as she whined, disappointed to say the least. Her closed eyes opened to see that her husband was again the culprit of making sure that they didn't get to reach that lovely little moment of letting everything go that they so desperately chased after, not yet at least.
Obsidian was holding Molten again, this time by the hips while his head rested on the youth's shoulder, a sly grin gracing his features as he took note of her annoyed expression. “Sorry, love. You'll get to cum, I promise. Just let me get Molten started first.” He held the smaller stallion's cock in his hoof, stroking its underside at an irregular, lazily slow pace, the tip of his own engorged shaft peeking out from underneath the other's ballsack as he rubbed himself between them to work up a sweat of his own. “Mmm, that's it, angel. You've really missed your big boy's prick, huh?”
Molten merely moaned in response, cheeks burning with the feverish heat that had built up throughout the whole ordeal, tail curling around the other’s waist while his back hooves hovered inches above the floor, grinding recklessly at the shaft underneath him before he was repositioned so the larger male had him pinned against the bed in between the mare's legs, centimeters away from diving into the moist depths of her drenched marehood. The reality of what was going on suddenly slammed into him when he heard Sid's voice whisper, “Go on. Take her. She's not going to finish herself on her own.”
The hybrid's rapid, pounding heartbeat slowed down as his blurry vision cleared. This was it, wasn't it? The point of no return? His mind was so clouded with lust that he didn't even notice that his coat was soaked to the bone in sweat, the aroma coming off of him in waves. No one said that making love was the cleanest or most pleasant smelling activity, but he was going to need a minute or two to take it all in. He closed his eyes, focusing on what he heard, what he smelled, what he felt in that moment.
The low, desperate pants coming from Pixel as she waited were something to take note of, just slightly overpowered by Obsidian's pulse drumming into his back as he pulled him closer, gently nuzzling his cheek. His nose was bombarded with scents, unable to really distinguish one from the other as they all mixed and merged together to form his ideal perception on what sex smelled like, since he was thinking about it. The earth pony’s body was so warm against his, soft fur cushioning the strong muscles that rippled underneath it. Every twitch and tremor of the giant thing still nestled under him coursed through his own cock, which was perhaps the most ready for action he had ever felt it be in a long while, pink tip painted white as it was coated in drips of spunk. His eyes opened, taking in a breath before letting his body do what it wanted, hips moving forward to finally penetrate those wet lower lips.
The unicorn's head fell back as she gasped, groaning as her folds were pushed apart, making way for the thick rod to glide itself further into her, horn sparking when his medial ring bumped against her with a wet thump before her walls stretched to pull him in deeper, clamping down on every inch she could get. It felt so good to keep him there once he made it all the way down to the hilt, feeling his pulse beating away through the head buried within her slick tunnel. He seemed to be enjoying himself as well, if the rapid change in his breath was any indication. His front hooves, which had been tasked with squeezing at her hips, randomly tightened their grip when he too gasped for air, eyes wide before sliding shut, purring as he rocked his legs from side to side. Pixel was confused by the switch in behavior- until she saw what was going on behind him.
Obsidian had gotten tired of all of the teasing he was giving himself, deciding to up the ante by claiming the hybrid's ass while he was already riding the waves of new sensations from being milked at by a mare. He growled in satisfaction when his own ring popped inside, tongue lolling out of one corner of his mouth as his member found its home within the youth's tight anal walls. “A-ah…you're tighter than I remembered, kit,” he panted, hefty balls slapping against the other's thighs as he began to thrust into him without warning, earning a blissed out cry while Molten's body rocked along with him, causing his own shaft to piston in and out of the female.
Her legs trembled at the sudden movements, writhing as she crept closer to her peak, unable to make anymore sounds as everything within her honed in on that incredible feeling of the smaller male pushing into her as deep as he could, only for her husband to slam him an inch or two further with each world rocking thrust. It soon became too much for her body to handle, going stiff as lights flashed behind her eyes, a warm rush of all that had been bottled up flowing out like a river, running down the mare's tail to drip onto the floor. Molten's final, high pitched moan was rather pleasing to listen to as he soon followed her lead, pumping all he had into her snatch, though he was unable to slump over due to the stallion still pounding away, said earth pony sighing in pleasure when he did get to fire his load, tight grip loosening to allow them to both fall onto the bed in a heap. Cum gushed from the used hole the second he pulled himself free, but neither of them were worried about the mess right now. Sid's chuckle was light and breathy as he asked, “S-so, are you good to go now?”
Molten smiled, curling up against Pixel's warm frame as she was sound asleep. “I'll let you decide.”
Author's Note
Thanks for Reading! If you have any questions or suggestions for future fics, feel free to me know. Until next time!
