Your Family and You

“Well, that certainly was an experience,” Twilight said as we stepped down from the train. The late afternoon sun hung over Ponyville as we arrived back home, casting deep, long shadows across the rain-soaked land. It was a welcome break from the on-again, off-again rain we’d been having the past few days. The paths were all muddy, puddles gathered in the lowlands, and the grass was growing rampant with all the water.

“You can say that again,” Cadance said as she disembarked as well. Her horn glowed, and her hooves soon shone with the same sheen.

“A good experience or a bad one?” I asked.

“Well,” Twilight said hesitantly, “the first three songs were very well performed. It’s been years since I’ve heard Three Tribes, One Kingdom. I think I lived in Canterlot the last time I experienced it. I forgot how majestic it is.”

Cadance nodded as she walked, her hooves protected from the mud and water by her magic. “Ms. Octavia certainly picked a good selection for the show. Flight of the Sisters has always been a personal favorite of mine!”

“That being said, I don’t quite know what to make of the… last piece,” Twilight continued with a wince.

A chuckle escaped me as I scratched my beard. “Yeeeah, I have no clue what happened there. It was supposed to be a completely different song. No idea why that one came to mind instead.” Glancing down at the two, I shrugged. “It wasn’t too awful though, was it? I didn’t hear anyone booing.”

“That’s because nopony was making a noise,” Cadance countered, her eyes dancing playfully. “I think most of them were too stunned to do anything, poor things.”

I frowned. “Hey, it wasn’t that bad.”

“You were on the floor, spinning while you played!”

“Well… Octavia seemed to like it!”

This earned a laugh from Cadance. “Is that what you call it?”

“Why else would she get up and smash her cello on stage before snogging Vinyl like that?”

“She certainly was energetic,” Twilight added, a small blush on her face. “I’ve never seen her like that before. Screaming and smashing stuff isn’t normally something one does during an orchestra concert. That’s more of a rock band thing, isn’t it?”

“She was very embarrassed about it afterward,” Cadance giggled. “She wouldn’t even see us off!”

“She’ll be fine,” I sniffed. Lifting a mason jar to my lips, I took a sip. The refreshing taste of soda washed over my tongue, followed by the bitter aftertaste of whiskey.

“Maybe, but the real question here is will you be fine?” Twilight asked, glancing back at me. The mixed drink had been her idea, surprisingly. A treat to calm me after my freakout on stage; the bad one, not the song-inspired one. Not enough alcohol to get me drunk, but just enough to ‘take the edge off’, according to her.

“I’ll be fine,” I said. “It was… it was nothing.” Upon seeing her disbelieving look, I smiled weakly. “It was nothing. Just a flashback to an unpleasant memory. It passed.”

“Discord?”

I was silent a moment before saying softly. “The fighting pit.”

“Well, that certainly isn’t nothing,” Twilight said. “That had to have been an awful memory. I can understand now why you froze. We’ll have to remember for next time to have you and Octavia facing each other or something. A position that’ll hide the crowd from you.” She tapped a wingtip against her chin. “Maybe a darker theater, and we’ll keep the front seats empty.”

My heart swelled as I watched her talk to herself, coming up with various ways to make the next concert as comfortable for me as possible. There wasn’t even a guarantee that we’d have another concert—Octavia had been rather mute about the possibility of more, and she had sequestered herself away with Vinyl before I could ask her. And yet, here was Twilight, planning away.

Reaching down, I scratched the back of her neck, silencing her rant. “We’ll cross that bridge when we come to it… but thanks for thinking of me.” She hummed happily and leaned into my hand. Beside us, Cadance squee’d.

We reached the library without any issues. Placing my empty mason jar on the coffee table, I made my way up the stairs, stopping just long enough to ask Twilight. “You taking a shower first, or…?”

She took several steps forward, only to pause, her gaze flicking to the cupboard under the stairs. Her feathers fluffed up and she bit her lip. “I’ll… I’ll be up in a second. I need to check on something first. It’s… been a while. It’s important.”

“Mama bird needs to check her nest~~~!” Cadance sing-songed as she pranced past.

“No!” Twilight cried defensively. “Maybe. I don’t know!” She fidgets in place, her wings fanning out beside her. “I-I mean, it’s been a while… I haven’t checked on it since Max found it… I just need to… it probably needs to be… I should probably clear it out before… gah!” Letting out a stressed squeak, she cantered quickly for the cupboard. Rolling my eyes, I continued up the stairs. Right as I was closing the door, I heard the creak of the cupboard door and a loud, surprised gasp.

Our bedroom was dimly lit, the last rays of daylight filtering through our drapes. Unwilling to light a lamp, I instead used the faint sunlight to make my way around the room. As I did so, I began to strip down out of the ridiculous clothing Octavia had found for me. The cutaway coat hit the floor unceremoniously, followed closely by the waistcoat and cravat. The shoes were just coming off of my sore feet—having not worn shoes for so long, the inclusion of some had played havoc on my toes—when the bedroom door suddenly burst open.

I barely had time to turn around before a furry missile slammed into me, tossing me bodily onto the bed. Lips were mashed against mine and a tongue quickly invaded my mouth. In the gloom, the scent of lilacs and the obsession with running their tongue over my canines let me know who my ‘assailant’ was. The lavender wings spread wide above me were also another indication.

As Twilight continued to feverishly explore my mouth, I heard Cadance’s voice drifting up from the commons. “Hey, Spike! How about you and I go get some ice cream?”

“R-really?” came the excited reply. “That would be awesome! Wait. Just us? What about Twilight and Max?”

“Oh don’t worry. They’re a little occupied at the moment~~~!”

The sound of the front door closing was followed by a loud pop as Twilight finally broke the kiss. Gasping, she pulled back, long strands of saliva connecting our lips; I had forgotten how much more ponies drooled than humans.

“Not that I’m complaining…” I huffed, trying to catch my breath, “because I’m really not, but why so frisky all of a sudden?”

“You touched my nest. You improved my nest.”

“Well, yeah. I thought you’d like it.”

“Oh, I did,” she whispered huskily, “and I’m pretty sure you’ll like this.”

Her horn glowed and the breeches and stockings were magicked off of me, leaving me naked beneath my mare. I had been slowly stirring during the kiss, but upon feeling her velvet fur against my bare flesh, I sprung to full mast. It rubbed between her legs, nestled in the cleft of her teats.

“There he is,” Twilight purred, pressing her hindlegs together. “I was hoping he’d make an appearance.”

“You keep that up and he’ll do more than that,” I groaned. Her thighs squeezed her teats against my member, the heat sending it twitching and spasming. Was it just my imagination, or were they bigger than before?

“Well then, I best get started before it’s over.” Pushing herself up, Twilight turned around before draping herself back across my stomach. She stroked my cock slowly with a hoof, steady pulses of pleasure following the touch as the soft velvet of her frog cradled my aching flesh. Adjusting her position, she leaned down and nuzzled at my balls before giving the precious orbs a soft lick, sending a shiver racing down my spine. She moved upwards, licking all the while until finally planting a kiss at my swollen tip.

A gasp caught in my throat. Pleasure raced through me as she pressed her lips against my head, bathing it in saliva, kissing and nibbling while continuing to stroke. My hips jerked suddenly causing Twilight to giggle around my cock before using her hooves to hold me steady. She licked and nipped at the sensitive flesh, and I squirmed beneath her.

I was pulled from my pleasure when a splash of something heated and aromatic landed on my nose. Looking up, I beheld a glorious sight. Twilight’s sex was on display above me, the pale skin glistening with her juices. As I watched, she winked and another drop fell, this time on my cheek.

“Well, we can’t have that,” I muttered.

“Hmmm?” Twilight hummed around my member, only to squeak when I reached up and squeezed her rump. Pulling her down, I pressed my lips against her marehood, rubbing them against her drenched slit before slipping my tongue deep into her scalding flesh. She moaned around her mouthful before splaying her legs open wider, exposing more of herself to my exploring tongue. Her sweet, tangy flavor flooded my mouth.

With a groan, Twilight slowly returned her attention to my own aching sex. Pressing her tongue against my head, she slowly trailed it downward, licking and nibbling as she went. Upon reaching the base, she brushed her lips against my balls, sucking first one and then the other into her mouth. I grunted into her marehood, my balls throbbing at the attention. As she played with them, I could feel Twilight smile around her treat. Giving the orbs one last, languid suck, she worked her way back up the shaft, bathing my member in cool saliva.

Growling, I shoved my tongue deeper into her pussy, and her arousal spilled into my mouth. Her body jerked against mine. Wriggling my tongue against her clenching folds, I enjoyed the storm of twitches and shudders that ran through my mare’s body. Her juices flowed more eagerly, and soon they were spilling out and trickling down my chin and through my beard. Capturing her winking clit, I teased and tormented the little nub until her thighs abruptly squeezed down on my head hard. Her entire body tensed and trembled, but the deluge didn’t come; she seemed to be holding back her orgasm.

Suddenly her lips slid to the tip of my cock, where they parted and enveloped the head in her maw. She moved her head down, taking more and more into her mouth, the wet heat engulfing my flesh.

Not to be outdone, I added my fingers to the mix. Wrapping my arms around her legs to hold her in place, I peeled her folds apart, exposing her rippling insides to my dancing tongue. I delved deep inside, my nose pressed firmly up against her sex. Her musk invaded my nostrils, the earthy scent building my excitement.

Twilight’s moan vibrated around my cock and her marehood tried to squeeze my tongue only to be stopped by my spread fingers. Sliding my thumb down her dripping lips, I rubbed at her clit. This earned another groan from her before she started pumping her head up and down erratically, a mixture of saliva and precum dribbling down to my balls as she worked up a froth.

And just like that, it became a race.

I forced my tongue even deeper, her sickly sweet juices spilling from my mouth even as her scent overwhelmed me. In response, Twilight’s sucking grew desperate, her hot mouth consuming my cock with long, deep strokes, her throat squeezing at my head with each thrust. My hips bucked and jerked, and she shifted and tensed against me. A deep, aching pressure built up in my core as the pleasure continued to grow further and further into ecstasy. The only thing that kept me from tipping over the edge was the stubborn need to force Twilight over first.

We fought each other, pushing against one another as we writhed together in shared euphoria. She’d slam herself to my base, swallowing eagerly as I slipped into her throat; I pressed my fingers inside her, working together with my tongue to get her marehood twitching and spasming. It felt like this went on for hours, both of us teetering on the edge, fighting back in a vain attempt to outlast the other. The dam had to break eventually though, and with an explosive crash, it did.

With a muffled shriek, Twilight’s thighs crushed my head, her hot arousal gushing out to soak my face and neck. Her body twitched and convulsed, her throat pulsing fervently around my cock as she screamed into my groin. The thick scent of her nectar was enough to send my own climax slamming into me. Pure pleasure erupted in my loins as I clutched at Twilight’s rear, squeezing her as close as I physically could. My balls jerked and a surge of heat rushed from them, coursing up my shaft.

Ecstasy flooded through me as my cock kicked in her throat, my balls clenching as they forced wave after wave of hot cum spurting into her stomach. My hips twisted, trying to force more of my cock deeper into her mouth. She did the same, grinding her marehood against my face as she rode out her own cascading bliss. For a moment in eternity we were one, holding each other tight as our bodies quivered.

And then it was over.

Releasing my death hold on Twilight’s rump, my head flopped backward and I stared up at the ceiling, breathing hard. With a low moan, Twilight nursed on my softening member before sliding off of me and collapsing at my side. Both our faces were matted with the other’s juices, and the ripe scent of lust and sweat choked the air. There was a chime of magic, and our bedroom window cracked open.

Not having the energy to move, I felt blindly around until I found Twilight’s foreleg. Carefully, I pulled her around until we were both facing the same direction. She was still out of breath and had a dazed look on her face.

Weakly, I reached out and patted her cheek. “Hey, you okay in there?”

“No,” she said haltingly. “No, I’m not.”

A spike of apprehension shot through me and, sitting up slightly, I gave her a worried look. “You didn’t enjoy it? You… you seemed like you were having a good time.”

“Oh! Oh, no! You were amazing,” she quickly assured me. “I haven’t been that aroused in ages. I haven’t orgasmed that hard in ages. The hormones most likely helped. No, no it wasn’t that.”

“Then… what?”

“It… it was the…” She paused, swallowing thickly before wincing. “It’s the taste. Your, uh… essence tastes nothing like it used to. It used to be sweet-ish, but now… now it’s just bitter and sour. Disgusting. Your diet of alcohol is not helping at all.”

“Ah… I see.” Flopping back down onto the bed, I was silent for a moment before glancing over at her. “So, what you’re saying is… less whiskey and more piña coladas?” I laughed as she batted at me with her wings.

“Just because I gave you a little tonight doesn’t mean I’m dropping this issue. One way or another, we are going to wean you off that stuff!” she said, trying to be stern but failing due to the strands of cum and drool staining her muzzle.

“Yeah, yeah,” I said, pulling her against me and wrapping an arm around her. “Whatever you say, Sparklebutt.”

We lay there for a good while, just basking in each other’s presence. With her chest pressed against mine, I could feel her heart beating softly, and I’m pretty sure she could feel the same of mine. Despite the frantic energy that had filled the room just minutes before, a calm peace had now descended, one that I didn’t want to break. However, all good things must come to an end.

“We should probably shower before Cadance and Spike get back,” Twilight muttered sleepily into my neck.

“That’s probably the smart thing to do,” I agreed but made no move to get up. “Do you want to go first, or should I?”

“I think it’d be best if we just showered together and got it over with,” Twilight said. Her horn flashed and the distant sound of running water reached my ears.

“Oh no.” I shook my head. “That won’t work.”

“Why not?” Twilight whined.

“If I get in that shower with you, things are gonna get dirtier before it gets cleaner.”

“…”

“I’ll plow that pony plot into the wall until you’re a puddle.”

“I stand behind my previous statement. It’d be best if we just showered together and got it over with.”

“Fine, but don’t blame me when this ends up taking longer than if we showered alone,” I said before scooping the giggling pony up in my arms and making for the bathroom. The water was nice and warm when we arrived.

It was freezing when we finally got out.