"Now you be good." Summer gently booped her boyfriend/husband/it's complicated that was Winter on the nose. "I don't want to come home to anypony--anycreature new, alright?" When he nodded, she trotted out the door, just to bump right into Maple. "Yer early."

Maple smiled nervously. "Ya headin' to work?"

"Shouldn't you be?" spat back Summer with a raised brow.

"Ain't the right time ah year fer maple." She held up a hoof towards the sky. "Way too warm. Winter time ah'll be plenty busy."

Summer took half a step forward, clearly hesitating. "Yer trees do better in the cold?"

Maple nodded vigorously. "Warm enough to not be freezin' in the day, but cold enough at night to chill their roots. That's when they start giving out that tasty maple everypony likes s'much!"

"Fascinatin'..." She glanced between Maple and her house. "Look, be good, alright?" She turned away and made to bolt off, but Maple was there in her way. "What?"

"Yer jealous, and ah'm sorry." Maple threw open her arms. "Promise t'make it up to ya. We'll do whateva ya want when yer back, and on yer next day off."

Summer was still a moment before laughter erupted from her. "He's rubbing off on me, makin' me stand there all silent while ah think. You go... have fun. Ah'll take you up on that later." She planted a smooch on the end of Maple's snoot and trotted past far more leisurely than she had a moment before.

Maple's cheeks were warm as she raised a hoof to where she had been smooched, watching Summer trot off. "Ya... have a good day now." She waved her other forehoof before rising to all four and heading towards Summer's house. "Reminded me why yer my friend... We'll do somethin' real fun." She pushed open the door, or tried. The knob refused to turn in her mouth, just jiggling.

With a frown, she knocked, clop clop clop.

Straining to hear, she could faintly detect the clip-clop of an approaching drag--kirin.

His head came into view, peeking out of a window cautiously. On seeing who it was, he ducked back down. A soft click of a deadbolt being undone, then the door swung open, the handle glowing with Winter's magic.

"Thanks kindly." Maple stepped inside with a smile. "Ah said hi to Summer on the way past, but she didn't think 'bout any locked doors before she was gone." He nodded but said nothing. "How ya doin'?"

He looked to the door as it closed and locked itself with his magic, then turned and began to walk away.

"H-hey!" She scurried after him. "Ah know ah ain't quite as good at understandin' ya, but at least try."

He looked over his shoulder at the newest member of their family, conditional as it was. He stood there silently a moment before reaching out and gently patting her shoulder.

That was enough to relax her. "So what are you up to?"

He turned his vision towards the kitchen and began walking that way. Inside, dishes used for breakfast were already in the sink he was approaching, ready to resume cleaning.

"Smells good." She sat down beside him. "Ah'll dry if you pass 'em this way."

Without a sound, he passed the first clean but wet plate towards her. She balanced it on a hoof and grabbed a towel in her mouth and was soon busily scrubbing it dry. It wasn't really much faster than if he had done it himself, but he kept on doing that and soon enough the dishes were handled.

He turned off the water and clopped his hooves, looking satisfied with the chore complete.

She bounced up to hers. "What's next?"

He seemed to consider it, tapping his chin as he circled, then pointed at a broom.

"Yer gonna spend all day cleanin'? This house already looks pretty clean."

He looked at her evenly, and they stared at one another, at least until the broom floated between them and began sweeping the floor under his magic's power.

"Guess... so. Alright, so ah'll dust, make this go faster." And she hurried off into the house. With the two of them working together, the house was made to shine quickly enough. Maple gestured over the clean domicile. "Ta da!"

He nodded with obvious satisfaction, moving for the couch. He hopped up onto it and settled down. Maple watched him just look so relaxed. "Not goin' nowhere?" He was not moving, or answering. "Um..."

She hopped up and sank right between his legs, curling up with him, him the big spoon and her the little spoon. Things were quiet, and she began to look satisfied, nestling back against him.

Her motions were pressing things that were interested in the presence of a mare. Without thinking about it, he reached a hoof around her and held her. Maple let out a little sigh, eyes half-closed as she luxuriated in the embrace, at least until she felt something prodding her. "Wha?"

He knew what it was, it was impossible for him not to, but there was little for him to do about it, so he just held her there, snuggling with his masculine reaction as if it wasn't there, prodding or rubbing through her fur.

"Is that... what ah think it is?" she asked, not that he would be giving an answer. She had an ear turned back, her breathing hastening, but she wasn't running away either.

She jumped, feeling something on her ear. Oh, he was nipping at her, lipping at her twitching ears as he drew her even closer. For him, it was an energetic snuggle it seemed. But for her... She turned the free ear back towards him, considering things in a tumult. "She said we're all equals, right?" He nodded, but said nothing, but she could feel her ear being tugged a little with the motion.

"You two... already do this?" Another soft nod. "So it's alright if we do it then." She let out her breath, looking relieved. "Be gentle though. I never did... this before."

He perked his ears, abandoning her ear. She was a virgin? That was quite some responsibility then. One that he would handle well, for he was a good kirin, and a friend. Both equally important things to be. He gently nuzzled her cheek as he slid up, tufted tail twitching and swaying with increased energy.

She rolled onto her belly fully, lifting her tail out of the way. "Like that?"

Maple sounded so uncertain about the whole thing. Winter softly nipped along her back, working towards that quivering tail. He closed his teeth right over the flesh that was clenched, holding the tail up, and she squeaked. It was a sensitive spot, he had learned from Summer, an he began gently licking and nipping at it, making her wriggle about.

"O-oh, this... ain't what... keep goin'!" She wriggled but didn't flee, eyes closed as she was teased.

He looked down past that tail and could see her nethers giving the clear sign that they were ready, opening wide a moment before clapping shut, winking in that equine come hither sign that left little room for confusion. He sank down on her, his teeth finding her neck instead. He didn't grab her roughly, instead the gentle nips he had already been giving, coaxing her to arch her back as he slid into proper position.

Winter's hooves just outside her legs, his magic wrapped around his own throbbing tool as he glanced back, easily guiding himself onto target, but he didn't rush things. He pressed forward to just the two things touching, his firmness against her softness.

She winked against him even as she gasped. "Is that you?!" she asked, though there were few other things it could have been. "Oh... Now ah really am yers..." Her tail raised higher, opening the way forward as best she could. "Go on..."

Winter wriggled his hips, working it in gently, nuzzling at her neck and head from behind. He couldn't say anything, so he tried to broadcast it with gently hugs and touches as he pressed that he would go as quickly, or slowly, as needed, even if his steely tool urged him to take the willing female as quickly as possible.

A little whimper brought him to a stop. He could feel her twitch beneath him, and not in the same way. He gently drew back and she relaxed, then changed his angle of approach, learning the lay of the land inside of her. Little by little, that pleasurable warmth was engulfing him, but he would advance only with her pleasured approval.

"Yer... doin' great," she breathed out, eyes squeezed shut. "Make me a mare!" she cried, one of her hind legs kicking weakly.

With such encouragement he touched against a new barrier and realized Maple was just a tiny bit shorter on the inside than Summer, and he was custom built to perfectly fill Summer's void. Distant memories told him it was far less fun for the female to bash against that than stories implied, and he drew away, trying to make a mental note of just how far to go. With a quick plunge, he tested, driving within an inch of that fleshy wall. Confidence building, he began to rock against her, her musical cries and whinnies all the cues he needed from then to know he was doing right by her.

The extra portion of his member that wasn't piercing into her felt something new and strange, the leaking lubricants of her powerfully milking tunnel were running down along his shaft, gathering around where his sheath met the hard flesh, dripping to the couch under them. A distant part of his mind made a note to clean that later, but it was a quiet and easily forgotten part, the need to properly till the fields of that working mare a much higher priority.

Remembering how sensitive she had been, he reached with his magic and she squealed with pleased shock as he took hold of her nipples, what could become teats given a reason to, and began to rub and pull at them, playing her like the country instrument she was. "Oh! Oh... how... oh!" She drove back against him, thumping the head of his member against her insides.

As it turned out, bashing into that was about as unfun for the male as it was for the female and both stopped a moment, trying ever so hard to not share that flash of pain with the other. He held her neck then, pinning her down softly. "Yeah yeah... ah deserve that," she laughed out, recovering from her mistake and swishing her tail along his belly. "Go on, please..."

His motions picked up, regaining that lost speed. He could feel the tension in his heavy balls, preparing to deliver what his mares needed for proper satisfaction. He held back, trying as hard as he could to keep his rebellious loins from firing just yet. He wanted her to reach where she was going before he did, but he only had so much control and he could feel it slipping between his hooves. It was coming, he would be too in just... a moment.

Her cries were still getting louder, but had she hit a peak? Was she hitting several? He couldn't tell, and he couldn't hold back a moment longer. It had to happen, and it did, great gobs of seed rushing up his mighty pole with his vision seeming to fade away in a moment of utter satisfaction, his body trembling as it began to spill out into her in great throbbing squirts. He pressed in as tight as he could, gently pushing the head against her innermost barrier and holding her there as he delivered his tribute to her.

She looked over her shoulder as best she could with his teeth holding her in place. "Oh! Oh wow... is that... That's you... in there... that... wow..." She was barely more eloquent than he, a dreamy look on her face, confusion warring with satisfaction. "Ah'm a mare now..."

Author's Note

Sexiness and awkwardness in equal abundance. I can only hope I pulled off both well. Please tell me!

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