"Hey. Wake up," Twilight said with an impatient smile. She was sitting in the bed with the blanket only loosely draped around her withers. There was a gap between the fabric and the bed which was letting in cold air. It was making Anon shiver and huddle, but he still didn't wake up.

"Come on!" she whined, prodding the sleeping human with a hoof.

Finally his eyes opened. "What time izzit?" he asked before stretching his arms above him and yawning.

Weird how it wasn't even the slightest bit contagious this time, Twilight noted. "Nine thirty. Time to be up and doing!"

"Oh, it's still early."

"Come on!"

"Fine, fine. What's gotten into you?" Anon asked as he examined her brightly smiling face.

"I cast the spell. Can't sleep. It's great!"

The man frowned a little. "You what?"

"Cast the spell. It's fine, I can take it off anytime I want." Twilight felt like she had to give some concession, so she leaned down and gave Anon a nuzzle before promising: "I'll take it off if anything feels odd, okay? Anyway, it's only for a month or two until things settle down at the Pony Society. I promise."

That relaxed him a little. "The minute something doesn't feel right, okay?"

"I promise."

One of Anon's hands went to her head and she leaned into the touch. That man knew exactly where to scratch her ears and he wasn't stingy. When they watched a movie or something he would keep it up for hours! "So, breakfast?" Anon asked hopefully.

"Nah, this first!" Twilight countered and plunged down to press her lips against his. Morning breath, but it wasn't as bad as some days. Twilight powered through it because the pleasure it brought was far greater than the discomfort.

"Mmmpf!" Anon tried to say, but she shut him up by sticking her tongue as deeply into his mouth as it would go. It worked and his eyes closed. A moment later he put his hands on her barrel, where one of them immediately began questing down her belly. It was exactly what she needed after the stressful and overworked week. She could indulge today.

It was Sunday and she would spend the entire day with Anon, relaxing and maybe helping him with the software a little. Then she'd have the entire night to get through Pony Society business and she'd still be fresh as a daisy to go to work in the morning. This spell was exactly what she needed until Clarissa could handle the Society entirely on her own.

Twilight's next thought dissolved in a red haze when Anon pinched a nipple with those wonderful fingers. "Mmm, ohhhyessss!" she moaned, pulling away from the kiss for long enough to say it. Her tail was already flagging up and the first wink sent a delightful shiver up her spine. "Yes, please!" she begged.

Anon's hand traveled a little further and found another nub to roll between the fingers. His other hand held her in place. The man had a small smile on his lips as he watched her reaction. Twilight knew that expression well. She slid a hoof under the blanket and felt around until she found him. Like an iron rod already. She'd been neglecting him lately, that was probably why he had stayed up with that rose the other day. She gave him a very gentle rub with the frog of her hoof and now it was Anon's turn to shudder and moan. She liked the sounds he made, and she liked taking it slow on these long, weekend mornings, but the need was too bright to delay. She planted a hot kiss right on his collarbone and then one just under the first. Each one got a little grunt and a twitch of his member. Anon was concentrating on what she was doing so hard that he'd forgotten to play with her nipples, but Twilight didn't mind.

She traced a line of kisses down his belly until she was right next to... well, him. She opened her mouth to take him in, but a hand clamped over her muzzle. "No," the human panted. "It'll be over too fast."

"Okay?"

He tapped her flank. "You. Get on," he gasped. She didn't need to be asked twice. The mare smoothly lifted herself and straddled the human's very warm body. She hardly even had to think about positioning herself and Anon was quickly poking at her entrance.

"Ready?" she asked him. All she got was an urgent, desperate nod. He lined himself up and she gently slid down, both of them letting out a deep, throaty moan. She couldn't reach quite low enough, so Twilight put her forehooves on Anon's chest and pushed herself further. The last inch slid inside her. Maybe it didn't go as deep as a pony stallion would, but Anon knew exactly how to hit all the sensitive spots. Pleasure nearly blanked her mind as she pressed her belly against Anon's. In an instant any trace thoughts of taking it slow evaporated and all that was left was her need.

"God, I love you," her human whispered with his eyes closed and his back arched.

"Me too," was all she could say back.

Anon's hands were already gently pushing her up and she lifted herself. By now she knew exactly how far to go so he didn't fall back out. His re-emergence was accompanied by a small spurt of her fluids, but neither of them cared. Sheets were easy to wash and cheap to replace. It didn't matter.

Twilight waited until she winked against Anon's tip and the sensation it created made him gasp in pleasure. She immediately slammed herself back down, then clenched at his entire length, as if trying to milk the human. The sounds he made were delightful. There were no more words, Anon was far beyond that point now. The mare herself was nearly overcome, but she hung on to the last threads of her mind. Pressing herself against Anon, Twilight leaned down for a quick but passionate kiss before lifting up again. This time she wasn't allowed to wait for a wink because Anon's hands pushed her back down. She obeyed, letting the man set the rhythm. He would make sure it lasted long enough for her to finish.

Of course, as soon as she came and her insides gripped him urgently, Anon would let loose too. He said it was something about the way she squeezed rhythmically that always sent him over the edge. Their bellies slapped together as the mare worked, up and down in smooth, steady strokes. Anon guided her speed with his hands and she obeyed. There was something thrilling about having the power to disobey, yet choosing to go exactly as fast as Anon wanted. She was on top, so she could set the pace, after all, but chose to let him do it.

"Almost..." she gasped.

Anon opened his eyes and nodded. His lips split in a smile and his fingers dug into her waist. He shifted a little as he helped her thrust, unable to lie still under her assault. She knew he wouldn't last much longer because he was letting out small moans with each stroke, not unlike her own. Perfect timing. Once, twice more and she lost it. She let out an urgent cry and slammed down, hard. Even then she couldn't stay still but ground against Anon's belly and groin as she came. Each spasm was like a jolt of electricity through her entire body, making her hyper-aware of Anon's length in her. Seconds later she felt the hot splash of Anon's seed reaching deep inside. She felt each twitch as the man pumped and pumped, with no end in sight.

She replied by milking him for every single drop. It just wasn't enough! Her hooves scrabbled to feel more of his chest and her mouth sought out his. She needed more contact. She needed to share more of herself with him. She extended her wings, but they weren't yet large enough to wrap up Anon. Shame - she really wanted to feel him on her feathers.

"Fuck... yes," she gasped as her orgasm slowed. A few more faint twitches and it was over, their combined fluids dribbling out of her, down Anon's balls and on the sheet. The feeling of escaping liquid made her shudder a little. "I love you so much..."

His first try failed and Anon opened his mouth without any words making it out. He tried again: "I love you too."

She leaned down and kissed him. "How's that for waking up?"

They both giggled. "Love it," came the reply. "Could do that every morning."

She nodded emphatically. Now that she wouldn't be comatose until the blaring of her alarm clock tossed her out of the bed they would! The mare swore it to herself. Anon relaxed his death grip on her thighs and sagged. She hadn't even realized how tense he had been during his orgasm. As they shifted she felt herself wink one last time. The sudden pressure made them both gasp in pleasure once more.

"We made a mess, didn't we?" Anon asked, completely unnecessarily.

Twilight smiled and lit up her horn. "Hold on," she said and put a hoof on his chest to keep him still. A moment later a tower floated from the bathroom, wrapped in her lavender magical glow. She pressed it against herself and tried to cover as much surface as possible. "Ready?"

Anon gave a nod and she smoothly lifted herself off him. Most of the fluid that gushed out was caught in the towel. She bunched it up between her hind legs and carefully crawled out of the bed. The floor was hardwood, so it would be easy to mop up anyway.

"I think I need a shower," she mock-complained.

"Jeez, I wonder why?"

They both laughed.

"Oh, let me get you a towel too!" she offered Anon and floated another one through the door. He gave her a grateful smile as he began wiping himself. "I'll join you in the shower," he offered. Immediately the mare winked again. Something about both of them being naked in a stream of hot water was, well hot. She knew Anon felt the same. They'd do it again in there, there was no doubt. Her smile grew wider and she hurried to the bathroom. On the plus side, this time their need wouldn't burn so brightly. She could have her slow, gentle lovemaking session after all!

In fact...

"Actually, let's have a bath! It's been ages!"

Author's Note

I fear I'm not as good at lewd as I'd like to be, but I want to give it a shot every now and then. Comments and suggestions very welcome!