John and Daring Do emerged from the caverns to the bright midday sun. They were near the top of a hill, and he could see the Everfree stretching in front of them. His legs were sore as they were since the start of the expedition, but at least now, they were sore for all the right reasons.

“We made it!” Daring said.

John high-fived her wing. “Only because you were able to move that boulder. No way could I have done that on my own.”

The cool breeze stirred Daring’s mane. Although she’d cleaned up very well in the hot springs yesterday, she still looked quite banged up. Her pith helmet was gone, and her grimy vest was torn in several places, but her smile more than made up for it. “Hey, don’t give me all the credit. If it weren’t for you, we’d have taken a lot longer to find the right path.”

“Being a geologist pays off when you’re in caverns,” John said casually. A couple days ago, he’d have said this in the most gloating, sardonic way possible, but with Daring, he saw no need. “But, you know, all that knowledge wouldn’t have meant jack shit if you weren’t around. Who knows how long it’d have taken us to get out if you weren’t able to move that boulder.”

“Wait until the others hear about what happened.” Daring led the way down the hill, back into the forest. It looked much less oppressive and unpleasant than it did twenty-four hours ago.

John shot her a cheeky grin. “‘Hear about what happened?’ All of it?”

Daring stopped to give him a playful nudge. “Not all of it.” She winked. “As funny as it’d be to see their faces when they hear how amazing of a fuck you are, I think it’s better that it’s our little secret—at least for now.”

Last night replayed vividly in John’s mind. He felt a familiar twinge in his crotch as he remembered Daring spreading for him. “That’s fine with me. Who cares what those cunts think? All that matters is we’ve got each other.”

The two of them made their way through the forest. “You know, it doesn’t matter if you’ve got a fifteen-inch dick if you can’t use it right.”

“They’re typically that big? I shouldn’t be surprised, but wow, way to make me feel inadequate down there.”

Without her machete, Daring had to resort on going around the undergrowth or using her teeth to snap smaller vines. “I was complimenting you, dumb ass. Maybe you’re not all brains after all.”

“I guess. Fuck, that really was amazing,” John said.

“It was.”

“Oh, how’s your wing?” He’d applied a fresh bandage before they’d left the hot springs. Once the mud hardened, it stayed on Daring very well, and remained completely intact even now.

“Healing very fast, thanks to you,” Daring said. “I’ll be better in no time, but I’m gonna stay off it until after the trip’s over.”

“Good idea.”

The going was no less difficult than it’d been before the manticore attack, but with Daring working with John instead of jumping down his throat, he felt it was a lot more bearable. When they’d come to a bad patch of brambles, Daring suggested they go around.

“You know…” John said, “I think we need to brute force this one down.”

“You’re kidding, right?”

“No.” John pointed to their surroundings. Far to their left, there was a winding river. It was wide, and when they stopped to listen, they could hear its near-torrential rapids. The dense trees made it impossible to say how long it’d be before they could find a suitable place to ford it.

On the other side, the land dipped sharply and looked a lot worse than what lay ahead. “Hm, I guess you’re right,” Daring admitted. “This does look like the best way… even if it’ll probably take longer.”

It took them several hours, but they managed to break through, largely because of Daring. As they continued their journey deeper into the Everfree, John noticed they’d often give each other sidelong looks, grinning at one another. But it was more than the passion they’d shared in the caverns. He could feel it between them.

It was respect.

If you told me this how things would turn out, then I’d have called bullshit. He allowed himself a look at her ass—something he’d been doing on the regular ever since there was enough light for it. There was something about the way her hips moved with each step she took, and he frequently caught glimpses of her asshole and pussy every time her tail swished just right.

“Ugh, I kind of wanna just take a break and fuck,” she said hours later, as if reading his thoughts. “You feel me?”

John placed a hand on her right flank and caressed her thigh. “I do now. But I think it should wait until we’re out of this damn forest. I don’t think I’ve got another escape from a bloodthirsty manticore in me, and I don’t think there’ll be another cave conveniently in our escape path.”

Daring laughed. “Point taken.”

It was almost sundown, and they’d stopped three times for breaks. Daring still wore her bandage, even though chunks of it had begun falling off. “Still better than nothing,” she’d said when John had asked her about it. The underbrush grew much thicker, but thank Celestia there weren’t any brambles, and John led the way, using his larger, taller frame to part the greenery.

“Holy fuck!” John said.

“What? What?” Daring rushed to join him.

The growth had suddenly stopped, and they found themselves standing at the edge of a clearing. The last rays of sunlight were visible over the canopy, and in the centre of the clearing was a tree. This would’ve been quite unremarkable, except radiant blue crystals grew within its core, the tree’s wood intertwining with them.

John couldn’t fucking believe it. “It’s… it’s—”

“You two?” came a familiar voice. Violet, followed by Autumn and the third pegasus mare, emerged from the trees on the clearing’s opposite side.

“What are you three doing here?” Daring asked.

Autumn beamed at her. “We were gonna ask you the same thing.”

The four mares embraced while John watched awkwardly, allowing himself an inward smile. Heh… I fucked their boss in the ass. And she loved it.

“Daring—your wing!” Autumn said.

“It’ll be okay, thanks to John.”

The three mares stared at him, gape-mouthed. “John?” Violet said. John could taste the salt in her voice, and oh, how sweet it was.

Daring winked at him. “After we’d escaped the manticore, we found a cave with some mud and moss, and hot—water. Water. Yeah. John put my wing back to its normal position, and the stuff he used kept it there. He did good—better than I could’ve done on my own.”

“How many times have you broken your wing now?” Violet asked.

Daring laughed. “I’ve lost count.”

While they were talking, John began moving toward the crystalline tree. It seemed that Daring’s information was good; the crystals weren’t like anything he’d seen before. He stopped just short of the tree and tepidly extended a hand toward one of the crystals. It was so warm to the touch, he almost pulled his finger back from the sudden shock. It was like gripping a ceramic mug full of pot-fresh coffee. “Whoa.”

“What is it?” Daring rushed over to him, the other mares in tow.

John shook his head. “These crystals are magic, all right. I feel… funny. Wait—!”

Violet extended a forehoof, but didn’t listen to him. She touched the crystal, much too hard, and it snapped like a dehydrated twig. John made a grab for the falling fragment, but he was too slow. It landed on the dirt, shattering into smithereens. “Oops.”

John opened his mouth, but Daring beat him to the punch: “You stupid cunt. This is why we brought him along, remember?” Daring shot him a grin that only he could see.

Ever so gently, John brushed his fingertips against the crystal. Now that he was expecting the heat, he didn’t flinch when he felt it. That sensation from before rushed through him. All the aches and pains he’d accumulated from the journey began to fade the longer his fingers touched the crystal. “The Celestite, it’s a miracle healing crystal! But be careful. I have no idea what its composition is, but it’s very fragile, not like anything I’ve ever seen on Earth.”

Laughter filled the clearing. “We’re gonna be so rich!” Daring said. “But… how do we get it out? It’s in there pretty good.”

“We can’t, not easily,” John said. He’d removed his hand, feeling almost completely refreshed. The places where he’d put his fingers were slightly duller. I guess it holds magic like some kind of electric charge, and there’s only so much of it. “We’d need to spend hours with proper tools to remove the wood. It’ll be easy to break the crystals into chunks, but not without shattering it.”

“So, we need to try to break it into small enough bits for us to carry?” Daring asked. “Fuck, I wish I still had my machete.”

“I’ve got mine,” Autumn said, drawing it and placing it at Daring’s hooves.

Daring nodded to John, who picked it up. “This could take a while. Is it sharp? The finer the edge, the better.”

The mares looked to one another for a moment before Violet reached into her saddlebags and produced a whetstone. After John sharpened the blade, he went about the slow and meticulous task of cutting. First, he crudely sawed through the tree at the stump, having to stop and whet the blade several times, and then he cut through the thicker parts of wood.

He had to stop midway through the process, as it got too dark. They spent the night a lot more pleasantly than they’d done previously. At first, he thought it was just Daring’s orders that kept them from treating him badly, but then he realized they were actually showing him genuine respect. They finally understood that without him, they’d have likely destroyed the crystals completely, and thus, all their profits.

It wasn’t until just past noon the next day that he managed to finish cutting the crystal. The process was more like sawing through it, despite the blade not being serrated. When he’d finished, it was divided into four fairly heavy parts. Fortunately for them, the three mares had managed to save their saddlebags from the camp before running from the manticore.

With their remaining equipment and careful packing, John was able to get the fragments onto their backs and his without breaking them, as long as they didn’t drop them on the way back to Ponyville.

“What about me?” Daring said when she’d realized there were only four parts, and not five—and that John meant to carry the last piece.

“You can’t fuck up your wing any more,” John replied. “Here. Maybe this will help.” He broke off a slender piece of crystal about the size of his index finger and placed it in the bandage as he reapplied it with damp moss from a nearby tree.

“Ooh, that’s hot!” Daring said, but she didn’t flinch.

“I guess this will be the field test, huh?” John said, making sure the bandage was properly applied. This moss wasn’t as good or sturdy as what they’d found in the caverns, but it’d have to do. “Just be careful. I don’t know how well that bandage will hold.”

“Right.” Daring stole a kiss when the others weren’t looking.

John knew the return trip to Ponyville would be long, made even longer because they’d lost almost all of their supplies earlier, and they had to be careful to preserve their prize, but somehow, he knew it wouldn’t be too bad.

“Two rooms?” an earth pony behind a big mahogany desk asked.

They were inside a hotel lobby in Ponyville. John knew he still needed to extract the crystal from the wood, but all of them had agreed that it could wait. First, they needed sleep in a proper bed, as well as a good, hot meal.

“Yes,” Daring said.

John took a seat on one of the sofas in the lobby while Daring worked out the details with the receptionist. He found it weird how that earth pony wore nothing except for a white tuxedo collar and black bowtie. What’s even the point if most of them are just not wearing anything all the time?

He was definitely sore from the return trip, but not nearly as sore thanks to the crystals. Even though he knew it would sap some of the power from them, he and the mares had used them to rejuvenate themselves, making their journey go a lot faster than he’d have expected. The four days it took them to get back to civilization were mercifully uneventful, and even pleasant.

Daring, having finished her business with the stallion, came to get John and the others and led them up a flight of stairs into the hallway. When they’d reached their two rooms, Daring handed Autumn a key.

Autumn opened the door and groaned. “Just one king bed? We have to sleep with him?”

“It’s all they had,” Daring said, “but don’t worry.” She winked at him. “I’m gonna take one for the team tonight. He’ll be in the other room with me.”

The other mares exchanged glances, but seemed happy enough as they filed into the room, still carrying their chunks of crystal. John couldn’t help but laugh when the door closed with a click. “You know, since the rooms are next door, they’re gonna hear us.”

“Who cares?” Daring said. “The job’s done, and that crystal’s not nearly as valuable now as it will be once you’re done with it.”

“Good point.” John followed her into their room. It was identical to the other one, as far as he could tell. A pink comforter covered the king bed that had three large, well-fluffed pillows. After he set the crystal down under the coat rack, he kicked off his shoes. They, like the rest of his clothes, were ruined, but that crystal was likely worth even more than he’d originally guessed, so he couldn’t bring himself to care.

As he was eyeing the bed, Daring turned toward the bathroom. She’d only taken a few steps inside when he knew what she was about to do. “I don’t think we should get the bed dirty, should we?”

The playful tone in her voice said a lot more than she did. John wasted no time tossing his clothes behind him as Daring turned the shower on. He was impressed. It was one of those full showers with a door and a seat. While it didn’t look built for two, he had no trouble slipping in next to her.

For the first time since they’d left the hot springs, John felt clean again. As the water rolled down him, Daring stalked toward him. “Take a seat,” she said, her commanding voice silky over the running water. When John sat, she said, “I owe you. I really do.”

“Don’t mention it.” John couldn’t help but notice her staring hungrily at his cock. Even without her touching it, he could feel himself getting turned on.

“I insist.” Daring extended her wing—the one that’d been broken. The bandage had washed off, and there was no trace of the Celestite. “Good as new. Now let me show you something that us ponies are definitely better at than humans.”

“Your wing’s better? That’s really—” Ooohh… fuuuck…

John let out a gasp. Daring had wrapped her once-shattered wing around his cock and began teasing it with her feathers. It was the oddest, softest thing he’d ever felt. Her grin only widened as he instantly found himself at full-mast. The feathers were gripping him just hard enough to stroke his shaft, but otherwise, it felt like fucking a really expensive down pillow.

Shivers ran through him, creating an odd contrast with the steady stream of water cascading down his body. “Just sit back and enjoy. Everypony—no—everyone loves a good wingjob.”

But he couldn’t just sit there. He leaned forward, grabbing Daring’s neck, and pulled her into a kiss, sighing with pleasure as she kept stroking him with her wing. He ran his fingers through her mane, sliding his tongue around in her mouth. John quickly realized it felt almost as good as her ass as they made out, their first time having a proper kiss since the hot springs.

When they broke their kiss, Daring began to stroke faster. Despite her wing working on him more, it felt no tighter. John knew this sensation shouldn’t be possible, but he wasn’t about to question it as his cock throbbed harder, the pleasure constantly rippling through him. ‘F-fuck, Daring! If we keep doing shit like this, I’m gonna start getting hard-ons every time I’m around hot water.”

Daring laughed and kissed him again, wrapping her forelegs around him, not stopping her wing’s movements in the meantime. John tried to buck his hips into her wing, but with her on top of him, he could only manage little jerks. His cock was painfully hard to the point where it ached. It was like the wing going up and down its length was somehow just teasing him and getting him off at the same time.

He moaned and leaned into their kiss. It just felt so good. He wanted so badly to make it last, but he just couldn’t—no matter how good it felt. It was too much. John’s eyes shot open as semen exploded from the tip of his cock all over Daring’s wing. He could feel her smile while they kissed as his cock jerked and spasmed, firing a few more shots all over her feathers.

Daring slowly withdrew, licking her lips. “I guess you enjoyed it?”

John nodded mutely.

“Heh, this is the second time you’ve fucked my wing,” Daring said. She turned from the water and began to lick the cum that hung between her feathers in sticky strands. “Let’s keep it like this from now on. Hey—this tastes pretty sweet.”

John could only sit there with his chest heaving. His mouth hung open as he watched her essentially preen his jizz from her wings. He never thought he’d see that, or how hot he’d find it. By the time she finished, John could stand again, still feeling euphoric from being stroked off like that. After they washed each other, they stepped out of the shower and towelled off.

“Looks like someone’s not done yet,” Daring said as she threw her used towel at John. It landed on his cock and hung there. “How about we take care of that? That bed looks like it could do with some breaking in.”

John discarded the towel and followed her into the bedroom, noticing how her tail’s immodest position exposed her ass and pussy for him to see. “Daring, you just make me feel so good—I can’t get enough.”

When they were on the bed, Daring tackled him onto his back, pinning him with surprising strength. She straddled him. “We may have found the Celestite, but even though it’ll pay out our weight in bits, I think I know what the real treasure from that expedition was.”

“So do I.”

“You,” they both said.

Daring leaned into John, kissing him fiercely, and he could feel her tight asshole kiss the tip of his cock. Slowly, she took him in, moaning into his mouth as he penetrated her. John slid his hands up and down her smooth, curvy body, drinking in its supple feel. Despite having just shot cum all over her wing, he still felt just as hard as before they’d started.

And then Daring began to ride him. Her toned ass slapped into his thighs as she bounced up and down on his cock. John intertwined his legs with hers and bucked his hips in time with her bounces. Her forehooves felt him up and down as she rode him, the bed creaking with their movements.

This really is worth more than however much that crystal’s gonna pay out, John thought blissfully as fiery hot pleasure spread down his cock, through his crotch, and all over his body. Daring’s moans grew louder and more frequent. She began shivering and shuddering in his grasp. She pulled back her head and huskily said, “Mnnf, I’m gonna cum!”

Daring’s tongue lolled out of her mouth, and John could feel a familiar tightening around his cock. The sudden shock of it surged through him. All of his muscles clenched, his body desperately trying to find a way to cope with the sheer ecstasy. He brought both hands back and spanked her hard.

She howled with pleasure as her pussy juices splashed against his crotch and lower belly. Her wings flared, and she wildly bucked up and down on his lap. John leaned into her, kissing her neck and thrusting hard into her super-tight asshole. He gripped her so hard, he could feel the tension in his fingers.

But he didn’t care. It felt so fucking good, the pleasure almost overwhelmed him. Every time he thought he’d taken as much as he could handle, Daring felt better and better wrapped tightly around him. He couldn’t tell if she’d stopped orgasming, because she wordlessly rode him harder than ever, and she was no less tight than before, but she’d stopped trembling. Instead, she groaned and grunted.

Sweat plastered John’s body. At this rate, he’d need another shower. He looked up into her eyes. Maybe it was how big, bright, and expressive they were, but he’d never been looked at by a human woman the way Daring was looking at him now—and he’d been with a few in his university days.

“C-cmon, big boy,” Daring said. Her voice dripped with lust. “I know you’ve got another hot, creamy load inside you. Fill me with it. Plaster your love all over my insides!”

With one hand on her back and the other on the back of her head, he pulled her into a deep kiss and lived the dream he never knew he had: cumming inside Daring Do. Again. Until now, he’d always thought the term “mind-shattering orgasm” was hyperbole, but what he was going through right now made him realize that was bullshit.

He came so hard, his vision blurred for a second as the pleasure rocked him with no signs of slowing down. Even though he’d cum on Daring’s wing not long ago, he could tell the load he was firing deep inside her was massive. His cock pumped and pulsed, discharging rivulets of seed in Daring and breakers of ecstasy in his brain.

Finally completely spent, he slumped backwards and stared at Daring dopily. A strand of drool ran down his cheek. He felt too weak to move or do anything. With dick at last softening, he saw Daring allow herself to topple from her perch on top of him and lay beside him. Somehow, John managed, “Do… you think the others heard us?”

“Dear Celestia, I hope so,” Daring said. “Serves them right for treating you like shit. Now they’ll know what they’re missing out on.”

“So,” John said, “got another job for me? Maybe one where it’s just the two of us working together?”

“Yeah, I do.” With a wink, Daring kissed him on the cheek. “How does a wingjob tomorrow morning sound?”

Author's Note

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