Summer gathered plates, only for the glow of Winter's magic to draw them away. "Hey, ah kin help a little."

He shook his head, saying nothing, but she could hear his intent clear in her ears. "No, this is my job," is what she heard without a single actual word. He gathered up the plates and washed them quickly with his cheating magic.

"Well, alright then. Look. Ah..." She stepped from one hoof to the next, examining her boyfriend that wasn't a pony. "Ah spent much the day thinkin' 'bout you."

A cup splashed into the water of the sink and he looked over his shoulder. "You have?" He hadn't said a word, but his expression made it clear, to her.

She was learning him. He was her precious boyfriend. She smiled a little and advanced to touch noses, sharing breath with the stunned stallion of a kirin. "Ah did... and ah want to spend more time with ya."

He sat down and nodded calmly, a hoof raising to point at the dishes. Cleaning had to be finished, then fun. She accepted his logic and trotted off to the living room. As she went, she glanced into the bathroom, considering using it. "What's the point if I'm literally about to get messy again?" Of course, maybe he'd be repelled by her... natural aroma of a hard day's work.

She sat down and raised an arm, snuffing her own armpit to test her ripeness. It wasn't that bad, or so she judged herself awkwardly, her cheeks mildly darkened.

It wasn't that good either. Just as she was considering a bath, Winter came trotting in.

He was moving directly for her, his tufted tail swaying softly with each step. Though no words spilled from his lips, his 'little winter' made it clear that he was very interested in her. Jutting and twitching in pace with his heart, he put his fore hooves on the couch she was on and raised up to get their noses together, the two sharing anxious breaths.

"Ah... kin take a little shower," she lamely offered, ears pinning back.

He climbed up onto her suddenly, pushing her backwards. She was on her back, sinking a little into the couch as he moved over her, snuffing and biting at her undercarriage. "Or maybe you don't mind," she laughed out, her hooves kicking at the air.

"She's bein' menaced by that dragon pony! Right in her own house!" The mare stomped a hoof before pointing it towards Summer's home meaningfully. "As her neighbors, it's up to us to mount a rescue."

Another mare made soft noises of agreement while a stallion rubbed behind his hatted head. "You absolutely sure?"

"It was hard to miss. It was a she-dragon, a mare, just floatin' poor Summer around in its magic like she was nothin' at all!" She threw both of her fore hooves wide. "We have to go as a team, or she'll just grab you and shake you around and what'll you do?"

"Well, bein' the sheriff an' all--" All eyes turned to the pony with the gold star on their vest. "--I can't very well ignore this. It's mah job to see everypony's safe. So let's form a right proper posse. Who's wit' me?"

Hooves rose as he bobbed his own along with them, counting them under his breath. "Alright, we got plenty enough. Let's go git ourselves a dragonmare." The crowd cheered as he strode purposefully for the exit. "But first, let's stop by the office. 'least ya can have is some rope."

"I brought mah pitchfork," noted one mare, waggling the farm implement held in her teeth.

Noises of approval went up as ponies began to scatter, grabbing whatever they could find to arm themselves. Soon the crowd had many implements, from the rope the sheriff had offered to pitchforks, hoes, shovels, and torches. They were an unruly mob. "Let's rescue Summer Blossom!" one stallion shouted in a rallying cry, getting a return call of solidarity, the mob advancing towards their target.

Winter was on top of his mare, his girlfriend. She had been nervous, but that was melting quickly as he mounted her belly to belly, rubbing gently along her as he got himself into position.

"Go on," she breathed out, her hind hooves spreading as she panted. "Put that right in there..." She quirked an ear. "Did ya hear somethin'?"

He reared up, his ornate ears turning left and right as he looked around slowly.

"From the front?" She slid away from him, sitting up as the sounds of hoofsteps and voices become clear to both of them. "What in tarnation are they doin' out there?"

He touched his nose to her cheek in a silent show of support, hopping right down to trot towards the door.

"Where do ya think yer goin'," she chastised, hopping down after him. "Ah kin' get mah own door, not that anypone done knocked yet.

As if prompted by her words, a thumping clop rang out from her door. "Ya in there, Summer? We're here to rescue you!" hollered a voice through the closed door.

Summer grimaced, teeth clenchin. "Ya gotta be foalin' wit' me..." She raised her tone to a shout, "Ah'm fine in here!"

"Ya think she meant it?" came an uncertain male voice.

"The she-dragon's forcin' her to say that, ya idjit," hissed a mare through the door. "We have to rescue her!"

Winter turned away and trotted down the hallway. With a glowing horn, he pulled down the ladder leading up to the attic. Summer turned an ear at the sound of the ladder coming down. "Ah... forgot ah even had no attic. What're you doing?" She saw him climbing up to the attic and it clicked. "Oh, yeah, get out of sight and ah'll make 'em go away." She clopped her forehooves. "Good thinkin'!"

As soon as the ladder was drawn back up and the hatch secured, Summer reached for the door with her mouth, pulling it up just in time to be bowled over by the sheriff just about to try smashing into the same door. The two went down in a heap, his low grunt joining her squeak.

Ponies exploded into the house, looking around suspiciously. One mare offered a hoof towards Summer. "We're here, girl, no need ta be scared none."

Summer drew herself back up to her hooves with the help, frowning as she did so. "What I see is a bunch of visitors I don't remember askin' for. What in tarnation do ya think yer doin'?"

The sheriff sat up, dusting himself off. "We were told ya were being menaced by the dragonpony. You're wit' us now. Ya can tell the truth straight."

"The straight truth is that ah'm fine." She rolled her eyes dramatically. "Ah was just relaxin' when half the town burst into mah house like they own it or somethin'."

The sheriff looked over over and suddenly went dark in the cheeks. "O-oh, yes, of course."

"You don't believe her, do you?" The mare that had helped Summer leaned in closer. "I saw that thing, the she-dragon carrying you around like it weren't no big thing. We're yer friends, you know that. Just blink twice if yer scared."

She couldn't help it, blinking in raw confusion. "What? No! I'm fine!"

Above them, Winter rested with an ear pressed to the floor, listening as best he could through the timber. Of all the timing...

Despite their searching of the house, they were coming up empty hooved for any dragonponies, returning to the front lobby in greater numbers. The sheriff took off his hat and held it against his chest. "Well, seems clear, fer now. If ya get even the whiff of trouble, you come to us, alright? We're here to help."

"I'll be sure to do just that..." Summer hiked a brow at him. "Now, if ah can get a bit of peace in mah own home?"

"Yes, right. C'mon everypony, let's git." He lead the way out of the house, most following him.

The mare that had seen Winter remained, peering at Summer suspiciously.

"Kin ah help ya?"

"You smell like you've... been doing things. Is that dragon pony using weird seduction powers on you?"

Summer's cheeks lit up instantly. "It ain't like that!"

"What is it like?" The mare leaned forward a little, a coy smirk on her face. "Ah hear from jubilee ya done got a stallion, but maybe it ain't no stallion. Ya done went and found a dragon, didn't ya! It has you under its horrible mare dragon curse."

"What?!"

"Ya kin deny it if ya want, but I saw it, and I kin see it now. Kin hardly wait for me to get outta here so you can go back to being wooed by that monster. Indecent..." She tried really hard to not sound at all jealous of the idea. "But it ain't right, and it ain't good fer ya. Ya gotta shake off that magic."

"Look, Maple, ah appreciate yer concern and whatever." She shook a hoof left and right, brows half-fallen. "But yer also callin' me some unkind things, maybe without meanin' it. Ahm a grown mare--"

"Who can make her own decisions, I know that. I do, but ah care. So you just... don't ferget we're here for you." She went to touch noses, but Summer danced away from that. "Hmmph. We'll be around, okay?" She departed out the front door.

Summer shoved the door shut behind the mare, grabbing the lock in her teeth and clicking into place with a heavy sigh. "Some ponies..."

The ladder fell from above and Winter peeked in, but did not descend it.

"Are ya afraid they'll notice ya?"

He nodded silently, the meaning clear to her. "Ah swear sometimes it's like yer talkin' clear as day... Alright, ya know what? Ah'll come up there." She trotted over to the ladder and scaled up quickly. "Oh, wow..." She became distracted the moment she was up there, seeing all the momentos she had long since forgotten. "Is that?" She went for a small dollhouse and sat in front of it. "Ah used to spend hours with this at a time, playin' house..."

Winter closed the latch with his magic and followed after her, eyes on the house she was starting to fiddle with. He reached a hoof of his own, gently feeling the smooth texture of the wood.

"You ever play with one of these?" When he shook his head, she snorted. "Figures. Mares tend to be drawn ta this... or maybe it's just that mah parents got it fer me. I had no idea I'd like it until they put it in front of me an'... now it's collecting dust up here."

He picked it up in his glowing magic and rubbed the side of his head against it once.

"You want it?"

He nodded softly, the two conversing easily. A faint smile was on his face.

"Well, sure..." She pointed at it. "But you take care of it. I don't want to see mah dolls bein' abused none."

He set it aside and advanced on her, tufted tail swaying behind him.

"Ya want to pick up where we left off?" She looked uncertain a moment, but it passed as she turned in place, raising her tail. "Suppose we could do a little of that... Ya sure ya don't mind a sweaty m--Aaa!" Her statement was cut off with a squeak as he hopped on her from behind and began hugging her. She laughed at his antics. "Reckon not..."

He bit into the nape of her neck, rapidly rising for the occasion. They would stay in the attic for the evening. Despite the lack of bedding and other amenities, he would not let her miss them, offering his body as a pillow, and doing his best to perform all the required duties of any boyfriend with a compatible mare he knew of.

He could think of worse ways to spend an evening.

Author's Note

Naughty things get cancelled due to angry pony mob, then resumed off camera. Cruel fates are cruel! Speaking of that, how DO I do with intimate scenes? Color me uncertain, but a bit of feedback would be nice.

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