“Mr. Fly, you will be heading out on your next expedition with a partner, if that is clear to you.”
Ryker’s feathers ruffled as he flapped his wings a few times to warm himself up, thanks to the main lobby of the Compass Point Expedition Center being particularly chilly on such a winter morning. But even though his body was cold, his face sure wasn’t, green olive furred cheeks carrying a dark shade of red behind them as he basically stomped behind his superior-an older brown pegasus with a slight limp in his gait and greying blond hair atop his head. The youth was clearly furious about this new change of plans. “You can bet your tail hairs it’s not clear to me! I’ve been doing things on my own for months, and now’s the time that you decide to buddy me up with someone? What gives, Citron?”
The other merely turned back to look at him, an unamused look upon his features. “Ryker, you do realize that every mission we have sent you on has resulted in constant injury or near possible death?”
“Yeah, so? We’re treasure hunters, it’s kinda in the job description to constantly get into trouble.”
Citron huffed, turning to resume his walk down the hallway, where other members of the center were hustling and bustling to get to one place or another. His voice was low as he muttered, “Well if you want to continue doing your treasure hunts, you will need assistance. That is final.”
Ryker groaned, rolling his eyes. “Fine, whatever. ...Do I at least get to pick my partner?”
“Perhaps sometime in the future. For now you will stay with your assigned choice unless there is conflict that deems the both of you incompatible on this mission. Now come, she’s waiting for us in the artifact room.”
She? Great. First having to be shackled up to a creature who will probably slow him down, and now to find out that it’s a mare. Can this day get any worse?
The two passed through the large oak doors that opened once they got close enough, revealing the spacious yet tidy room nearly filled with artifacts tucked away behind glass casings. In the middle stood an earth pony mare, dusty beige for her coat and dark brown for her mane and tail, lighter shades highlighting them. The pegasus half expected her eyes to be a dull, earthy color like the rest of her, surprise leaking into his posture when she looked up. Bright, vibrant turquoise pools stared back at him, and for a second he could feel his pulse start to quicken until Citron cleared his throat. “Ryker, this is Geode, one of our top recruits here. Geode, Ryker.”
He waved a wing in her direction while she nodded once.
“I will leave you to get acquainted while I gather the information necessary for your trip-and Ryker...be nice.”
The youth fought hard to not grumble under his breath while the elder stepped out, now with not much else to do but either look at the displays or talk to Geode. Both options seemed strenuous. “So, um...hi. What brought you to the Center?”
She didn’t say anything for a while, just stared. Ryker was a little more than confused.
“Er, hello? Did you hear what I said? I asked what brought you here.”
Still nothing. The pegasus was starting to wonder how she became a top recruit if she didn’t even talk. The awkwardness in the room was steadily building, and he for one was nearly ready to back out then and there. “Are you mute?”
It was then that she walked up to him, slightly shorter stance causing him to have to look down at her. Her own eyes watched him closely before blinking. “Your eyes… one is orange and the other is teal. Heterochromia, yes?”
To say that he was taken aback was an understatement, wings fluttering at his sides subconsciously. “I-yes. Normally I get a bunch of questions about them before that can come out. How did you know?”
Geode backed up a few paces, snorting while turning around. “You’re the only one on the team that has them. Not hard to figure out.” Her tail flicked in his direction, suddenly seeming slightly agitated. “Please don’t make this hard for me.”
It was Ryker’s turn to blink, feeling the feathers that covered his neck and chest start to rise out of displeasure from the statement. “...What?”
She gave him a look that could cut through stone, and a rare sense of panic struck his heart. “I usually work alone, but after hearing of your...numerous mishaps, I couldn’t stand by and not do something.”
“Wait… so you staged this? Well, let’s make this clear right now, Miss-”
“Pie.”
He paused for a second at the recognition of the name, then shook his head to continue. “Miss Pie. I can do just as much as you can, so I do hope that there will not be time wasted for no good reason on this mission.”
She huffed, flipping her tail as she turned back on her haunches, gaze sharp and almost taunting. “I hope so as well. Just a heads up-I wake before the crack of dawn, so I’d suggest you don’t plan on sleeping in unless you want to be left behind.”
A sharp retort was getting ready to be fired back when Citron returned, a saddlebag on his back and scrolls tucked under his wing. He glanced between both of them before speaking. "Well, here we are. The rest of your things have been sent to your rooms, and you will be heading out first thing in the morning. Am I clear?"
"Yes Sir," came the unanimous reply, though not much heart was put into Ryker's half of it.
"Very good. Best of luck to you both, and may the Compass guide your way."
"So...what are we looking for again?"
Geode silently rolled her eyes as she continued down the winding path, boots crunching the snow beneath them while her mane flapped around in the faint breeze. "Leave it to me to be stuck with the puffwad that can't read instructions…"
Ryker bit back the urge to reach out and yank her backwards by the tail, instead flying over her head to land right in the way, ears back and face cross. "Hey! It's not my fault they decided to write them in all this riddle mumbo jumbo! Cut me some slack!"
She kept her eyes level with his for a moment or two before merely walking around him, as if to pay him no mind. After some time she finally gave in, sighing all the while. "We're looking for the Overflowing Goblet. It's said to be held somewhere up in the mountains near the edges of Fillydelphia."
The stallion hummed, the cold forcing his earlier irritated outbursts to subside, since it was hard to hold in any heat that he released-no matter how many layers he wore. "Well that's a long way from here- and I'm not really seeing the point. We've got plenty of goblets, more than we can even count thanks to that big haul last moon. What's so special about this one?"
Geode glanced down at the map cradled in her hoof to make sure that they were still heading in the right direction, then turned her head slightly. "Apparently it works how it sounds, whatever liquid is put inside it continues to fill it until it overflows. Unlimited cider for the entire harvest, and then some."
"That would sure make some creatures mighty happy." Things went quiet for a while-save for the subtle crunching of snow amidst an otherwise still forest- when he felt another, more personal question bubble up in his brain. "Hey, Ode-er, you mind if I call you Ode? I know that we're still kinda on a first name basis, so it's ok if-"
"What is it, Ryker?"
He chuckled nervously when he realized that he had been rambling, clearing his throat a few times till he was ready to let it out. "Right… Why did you want to be my partner? Besides the whole 'nearly dying all the time' thing."
"That is one big reason...but honestly, I think you need it. Your ego can only get you so far before you end up as someone's hostage."
The pegasus huffed, shaggy mane covering his eyes as he dipped his head. "Gee, thanks. Means a lot coming from you."
Geode hummed, the slightest smirk pulling at her lips while she looked over at him, eyes going soft. "Hey now, don't judge. I was just like you when I started out too. Big head and bigger ambitions...and then the first time that I was backed into a corner with a charged horn to my neck and no one else around happened. I had never been so scared in my life."
"So now you're helping out the little guys with your high and mighty wisdom. How considerate. I am truly honored."
The mare's lips fluttered as she blew her bangs out of her eyes, the slightest sliver of hope for this lad now catapulted out the window. "I can see why getting this passed has been so difficult. Are you ever not this full of yourself?"
Ryker rubbed underneath his chin with a wing, face scrunching to 'think' really hard. "Hmm, let me think...Nope. Cockiness is just part of my glowing personality!"
" 'Glowing' sure is a word for it-" She paused to listen in to a sudden sound from somewhere above them, scanning their surroundings before slowing to a halt. "We're not alone here," her voice uttered in the softest tone possible, head fully tilted back so she could look in every tree her eyes locked on. "Just stay quiet and follow me."
The pegasus simply shook his head before flapping his wings to lift himself into the air, clearly not on board with that idea. "Ok, granite face. For the record, going the 'be all sneaky' route isn't really my style, so if you'll excuse me…" His hooves then cupped around his mouth to basically shout to anyone in a three mile radius: "HEY! We know you're out there! Why don't you stop being a pansy-pants and come out here and face us!" Once back on the ground, he playfully winked at Geode who was nearly at the point of baring her teeth from how livid she was. "How'd I do? Loud enough, right?"
Alas, there was no time for backlash, for another voice calmly piped up in the tree just beside them: "Well, well. Two little pack mules rambling about this, that and the other in an empty forest. What about that?" A figure then jumped from a branch, landing with a solid thump to stand tall and reveal themselves. Violet eyes stood out against the sand colored fur, their lean and lithe frame, face surrounded by equally dusty brown to blond braided hair, dark gray streaks running all through it. A bat of their eyelashes and over confident smile was more than enough to make both members of the other party want to turn around and hurl. "I think you two have met your match, friends~"
Ryker was the first one to blink, confused more than anything. "Er, I'm sorry but do we know you? It's not often that I get secret admirers following me…"
At this the other-a pegasus as well but missing a wing- scoffed, raising a hoof to examine it. "I assure you, admiring you is the last thing on my list. But, since you asked-" Their wing unfurled to its full span, catching a gust of wind that drifted by at that moment. "I am the world renowned Arizona Brick! Pleasure to make your acquaintance." When they were met with blank stares and awkward shuffling of hooves, they groaned loudly and pressed their own into their temple with an exasperated sigh. "...Daring Do's daughter?"
"Ooohhh," came the drawn out reply, and the stallion shamelessly added, "Yeah, sorry sis. Your name isn't as 'world renowned' as you think."
Arizona rolled her eyes, tucking her wing back at her side to point at the map still in the crook of Geode's foreleg. "I'd like to see that map, if you don't mind."
The earth pony wasn't so quick to hand it over however, backing up a few steps with suspicion laced in her expression. "How do I know you're not going to use it for yourself?"
"Well duh, that's why I'm asking for it! You've been yapping so loud that I know what you're after, and I'd like to get it first. So, the map, please."
The other mare stared at her for a second or two when her lips curled into a nearly eerie grin, rising up on her hind legs and letting out a shrill whinny that echoed across the land. With that done she turned tail and took off, hoofprints following her wake into the snow covered distance. Arizona was ready to run after her, but Ryker blocked her path by also rearing up to back her into the rough bark of the tree that she had jumped from. A smile of his own tickled his face.
“Listen, chicken wing. I don’t know if you're new to this or anything, but we kinda have an unspoken rule among us explorers: don’t let potential rivals get a hold of your stuff.”
She huffed, eyeing him up and down until her gaze settled on one spot in particular, wing ruffling behind her back. “I think you may be forgetting something yourself, forest boy. Always aim for the gold.”
Her leg became a blur as it swiftly sliced through the air, hitting home squarely into the stallion’s goods. Her jaw drooped in shock when he didn’t so much as flinch, much less topple over like she expected. A second kick landed, then a third, and not even a wobble of his knees came. Her shock turned into utter disbelief when he finally dropped to all fours, tugging at a strap on his saddlepack like nothing even happened.
“I climb and fall off of cliffs for a living,” was his simple reply to her awestruck face. “Did you think I haven’t gotten my jewels smashed on a ledge before? Three times in a row once. Now, if you would be so kind…” His wings spread wide as he took to the sky, leaving her where she was to follow the prints still in the snow before they disappeared.
The olive pegasus finally landed in the middle of an empty clearing, for at this point the trail had gone cold. His eyes scanned everywhere he could think of for where the earth pony could be, but didn’t see head nor hide of her. “Geode, Geode?” He called in a voice slightly louder than a whisper. “Please don’t tell me that you’ve ditched me already.”
Things remained as quiet as they were before, until there was a sudden thunk of snow falling from a heavy laden tree branch, and he was abruptly tackled into the soft, cold substance. He was prepared to bite and kick at the intruder invading his space when he noticed the thin coat pressing against his thicker one. Geode’s bright eyes stared into his as she laid flush along his abdomen, the tip of her nose just barely crossing his chin as she looked down at him for once. Their gazes were locked until she eased off of him, a faint blush peppering his cheeks.
“S-sorry,” her stammering voice mumbled.
“It’s alright. Though, the last time I’ve been pounced on by a pretty mare, she was trying to poison me.”
“You just bring bad company wherever you go, huh?”
Ryker shrugged, sitting up to shake the white flecks of snow out of his mane. “I guess. Nevermind about me, where’s the map?”
“I dropped it.”
He blinked a few times, then groaned when he realized that she was being serious. “You’ve got to be kidding me! Aren’t you supposed to be the expert here? Why would you do that?!”
Geode looked around, just in case anyone could be listening in, then leaned forward to whisper into his perked ear. “Because,” she started, “it wasn’t the real map. I figured that there’d be someone out there who’d be wanting to trail us, so I made a fake as a precaution.”
“Really? That’s...actually pretty smart. I’m impressed.” He then cleared his throat and said loudly, “Well I can’t believe you! Now we have to turn back and head home with our tails in between our legs all thanks to you! Some ‘partner’ you are!” After waiting a while so the message could stick, he softly questioned, “Did I sell it?”
“Sell you did.” She pulled at his foreleg to help him up, dusting him off to then retrieve something from his saddlepack, carrying it gingerly in between her teeth. With a quick bob of her head the thing unfolded, revealing the original map that had its bright red marker in a different location compared to its fake counterpart. Ryker couldn’t help but ask the obvious once he read it over and held onto it.
“So...where does the other one lead?”
“If she’s lucky enough to find it now, then to the bottom of a deep trench. Here’s hoping that she doesn’t get too snippy about it.”
He chuckled, slowly shaking his head. What a character, this one was. “Alright, Miss Smarts. Where to now?”
Geode raised a hoof towards a tall mountain that loomed high above them in the distance, regaining her stiff nature as soon as she dropped it. “Up there.”
Heavy pants and wheezes were quiet against the loud howling of the wind at the top of the mountain as Ryker pulled himself over the edge onto safe rock. He and Geode had just spent the past hour or so scaling the thing-actually, more like he scaled the thing. The mare had started the trek pretty well, but got distracted by a particular rock on a small ledge roughly a quarter of the way up and spent the remainder of the time examining it while suspended by a rope tied securely to their waists. He grunted as he pulled her over, nostrils flaring in annoyance when she didn't so much as nod in his direction. "I take it you liked the scenic route?"
She hummed, still focused on the rock in her hold. "Yes, yes...It was very relaxing."
The pegasus' feathers were fully standing up at this point, yet he kept moving towards the noticeable dip in the smooth surface. Upon reaching it, his anger subsided in exchange for awe.
Below was a long, dark tunnel that stretched deep into the mountain, looking more like a hungry open maw ready to swallow anything that fell into it. The winds that swirled around them made a loud wailing sound as they crossed the large chasm, making even the most resilient of thrill seekers have the urge to huddle and hide in someplace safe. Ryker's heart pounded in his chest as he peered down into it, not noticing that the mare was standing beside him until the rock she had was tossed down, falling steadily until it could no longer be seen. He turned to give her a look.
"You spent all this time with that thing-only to throw it into a hole?"
“Well I wasn’t going to jump in without knowing how far it went. Now I am.”
"Wait! You don't have a- and she's gone." He watched as she plummeted into the depths of the tunnel, mane and tail being whipped around by the updraft. He was worried that this may be the last time that he got to see her, wondering what in the world he'd tell his supervisors when...a parachute erupted from a compartment in her saddlepack, yanking her upwards briefly to slow her speedy descent all the way to the bottom. The stallion let out a breath he didn't realize he was holding, jumping off himself to spiral down to where she was, wings flapping hard to keep himself steady against the wind. "Are you insane?" He practically barked. "I thought you just sent yourself to your demise!"
Geode shrugged, not seeming at all phased by the stunt she pulled. "You thought wrong. Take it as payback for earlier, Mr. Loudmouth. Now let's go get this thing and get out of here, shall we?"
Ryker mumbled things under his breath, but nodded his head in agreement. "Let's…"
Once safely on the ground, they both fished around in the packs for their headlamps, promptly pulling them around their ears when they found them so they’d be snug. The mare’s parachute magically refolded itself when she pulled on a tab, zipping back into position like it hadn’t ballooned out in the first place. She was the first to lead the march into the near pitch black depths of the cave that sprawled out as far as they could see. The stallion was a little more hesitant, sticking out a hoof to make her pause.
“Woah, hang on. You remember we’re going after a treasure, right? And if I know treasures, most of them aren’t going to just let us waltz up to get them without some kind of trap or starving tiger guarding it.”
“Then we’ll just have to keep our wits about us. You have wings, you can go scout ahead while I figure out the best route.”
He gave her an unamused stare, but headed in anyways, scouring every square inch of path that he followed. Thankfully, a majority of the traps had already been activated, as evidenced by the broken strings, weathered arrows stuck in the wall, and silent skeletons that rested in the bottom of pits and along the floor. No one said that being an adventurer was an easy job. At the end of the winding cave was essentially a wall, with no way through or around it. A snort flared from his nostrils and he turned back-not that he had much of a choice. He found her sitting where he left her, muzzle hidden behind a book and a concentrated look on her face. That look changed when she peered up at him the moment he got close, eyebrow arched to silently ask “So?”
“No way through, it’s a dead end.”
Geode then flipped the book to show him its pages, nodding towards it. “Figured as much. Good thing the old keepers kept a convenient build log when they were constructing the trap systems. They had to check in on their pretty artifact, didn’t they?”
“That they did...You’re less of a shell than I thought-er, I mean-”
She merely rose back to her hooves, brushing the comment off without even the slightest hint of hurt in her eyes. “Let’s move. The quicker we’re out, the quicker I can try to climb up that tunnel. Consider yourself lucky.”
After carrying the mare to the wall that blocked their path, Ryker watched with interest as she pressed herself against it, hooves going this way and that while she tapped at random points. To anyone else this would have looked slightly crazy, but he knew exactly what it was like to hunt down a lead and try everything to get that satisfaction. Still, he couldn't help but to humor her a little. "Found your secret button, Miss Pie?"
She stayed silent, but flicked her tail towards him so he'd know that he was acknowledged. Her ears perked when one tap sounded different from all the rest, almost hollow. Pushing on it caused an audible click, and a low rumble shook the wall as a section of the stone slid back to reveal an even bigger tunnel system. Her smirk was loud enough to speak volumes, but she carried on, making sure that each step was extremely careful. Neither of them were sure if any traps were waiting to strike in here. And unfortunately, there was.
She gasped loudly when the stone underneath her hooves suddenly gave way, nearly falling face first into sharp wooden spikes if not for the pegasus being quick to grab her tail and pull her backwards. Her heart thundered in her chest while she took a second to settle down, shivers running up and down her spine like tiny spiders. The stallion didn't hesitate to hold her steady, wings instinctively unfurling to wrap around her. “You ok?” His voice had a hint of genuine concern within it-and not just because she was assigned to him it seemed.
“Y-yeah, all good. Thanks. Guess my reflexes aren’t as sharp as they used to be…”
"That's what you have me for, right?" He ignored her yelp of surprise when she was quickly scooped up into a bridal carry, simultaneously shifting his pack so it was comfortable on his back while he lifted both of them off the ground. "And I think it'd be best if we spend the rest of the trek by air. No more falling into pits!"
Geode snorted, but let her head lean against his chest, oddly comforted by the gesture given the change of events. She never had any of her previous partners be this...worried about her before. It was usually just getting their cut of the spoils that really interested them, part of the reason why she went solo in the first place. Not that she blamed them… "Well aren't you a gentlestallion."
Ryker shrugged, easily maneuvering over hanging trip wires and under carved stalactites. "I try." They soon reached a small pool, still water looking like a mirror as it reflected everything above it. "Well, no other way but down. After you."
With straps adjusted and deep breaths taken, into the cold drink they went, following a short tunnel into another chamber that connected to a large room, heads breaking the surface just as their lungs were starting to burn. And there, sitting on a raised ledge and illuminated by light from some hole in the ceiling, was the goblet. It wasn’t gold and shimmering with jewel inlays, nor did it have any strange markings adorning its surface. It was just a simple, wooden cup with a stem and a base. Both ponies glanced at each other and blinked.
“At least whoever made it had good craftsmanship,” the pegasus muttered, unbuckling and letting his pack hit the floor, digging through it until he found the replacement goblet that was gold and shimmering with jewel inlays, shaking the excess water out of his wings to then fly up to the ledge to very carefully switch them out. He waited for a moment in case the cave would start collapsing around them, but when it didn’t he dropped back down to the floor. “That wasn’t so bad, huh?”
The earth pony didn’t seem so sure, high strung and alert for any sounds that would be out of the ordinary. And her instincts proved right, a rumble coming from below them spurring her to shimmy out of her pack and head back towards the pool. “The floor’s crumbling! Come on!”
No sooner did their forms sink under the water’s surface were they violently pushed back out, the current too strong to swim through as the flow threatened to shove them right into the growing hole in the middle of the room. With his wings too wet to take off, Ryker was left with little choice but to hoist Geode onto his back, grip the goblet with his teeth and sprint towards the only exit they had remaining: a tunnel that was hidden behind a sliding rock wall, with said wall quickly closing. His legs ached and complained, but with a streak of luck he pushed through and got them on the other side just before they were crushed by the wall, gasping and heaving while adrenaline flooded his veins. The new space they were in was also big and spacious, but hopefully didn’t have any traps lying in wait… hopefully. The mare slid off him to let him catch his breath, tapping at her headlamp and sighing softly when its light pierced the darkness that enveloped them.
“Thanks for the save,” she acknowledged in a breathless yet grateful tone, suddenly fighting to hold in a gasp when a sensation other than gratitude flared up unexpectedly. Her soaked and clammy boots were quickly shed in favor of having something dryer and firmer to stand on.
“Don’t mention it.” The cup was placed off to the side for a moment while he fiddled with his own lamp, ears lifted to hear low, nearly curses bubbling out of his partner. “You...you doing alright?”
“I-no. Just look.”
Ryker's nostrils flared as he took in a particularly noticeable scent, wings fluttering open to the sight of the mare turning around to hike her tail up and present herself. "O-Ode, you-"
She merely huffed, one bright eye looking back at him. "I know. Harrowing situations tend to stir me up, and your presence isn't doing much to help. You got this or not?"
"I, uh... Of course! I've bedded more mares than I can count! There's not a week that goes by where I haven't gotten at least one good night with a gal!"
"...You've never even kissed a mare, have you?"
His ears slicked back, looking down at the cold stone beneath him. "That obvious, huh?"
"Correct."
Ryker's breath caught in the back of his throat as the glow from his headlamp was able to catch the exact moment when her engorged clit peeked out of its hiding place, winking once before releasing a dribble of clear fluid that slowly slid down her parted lower lips then fell to the floor in a nearly elegant dive. Hot damn…
Something landing in front of his hooves redirected his attention, discovering that it was a quite easily recognizable small foil package. His eyes snapped up to her's, and she merely winked. She really was prepared for everything, huh? Picking it up with a slightly shaky wing, the ripping sound that came when he opened it made things all the more…official. Like, this wasn't a dream. It was actually happening. And then he finally noticed his cock.
It wasn't really something that he took time to just...look at, given all things he had been caught up in, but now that definitely changed. Its color was a soft, muted pink, round head big and bulbous like a door knob, and covered in small raised veins that fired as much blood as they could carry into the stiff, lightly throbbing organ. A drip of pre was already dangling out of his tip, forced off from a hard twitch as his hoof held onto the base to pull the condom over his shaft, abruptly stopped when another hoof rested on top of his.
"May I?" Geode asked coolly while fluttering her eyelashes, not waiting for his answer to wrap her lips around the exposed side of the rubber sleeve, leaning down to push her muzzle against his tip.
The stallion's fur bristled immediately, inhaling sharply the second warmth suddenly washed all over his needy head, each forward push from the mare's tight, wet mouth both unrolling the condom further down his length and making him pant uncontrollably from even the slightest sucking sensation as her cheeks hollowed out to take him deeper.
He fought hard to not start furiously humping her face as her mane brushed against his belly, further teasing at the nerves that were lighting up from the newfound attention they were getting. Gods, if this felt this good, he could only imagine what her pussy was like.
His first moan tumbled out at the feeling of the back of her throat opening and stretching to then basically clench around his tip that effortlessly invaded it, swabbing every muscle it made contact with. By now his medial ring had popped past her saliva coated lips, getting teased and caressed by her slick tongue that lapped and rubbed along its underside.
The tip of her nose very lightly buried into his sweat soaked fur, forcing her nostrils to inhale the musky scent that radiated from it. Her ears pulled back, nearly moaning herself from the hard drumming of the heartbeat through his throbbing, dripping head that was hungrily squeezed by her upper esophagus. But alas, these sensations couldn't last, as a more desperate pulsing made itself clearly known from deep within her loins.
As soon as the thick rubber ring was secure around the pegasus' base, Geode slowly pulled back, keeping the squeeze just as tight until only her lips were around his now bulging tip, lightly sucking at and flicking deep into his entrance before releasing it with a pop. The thing dipped and bobbed once it was free, yet still remained as hard as ever, the first few dots of white clearly visible through the transparent latex.
"F-fuck…" Ryker breathed heavily, raising a hoof to push his damp mane out of his eyes, cheeks flushed and wings fluttering as he tried to settle back down a bit. Not that looking at the dribbles of drool still on the earth pony's chin was helping any. "Are you sure that this isn't your first rodeo? Cus that...that was hot."
She shook her head, cleaning her face with one swipe of her already wet hair, going back to her typical stiff stance. "Negative. When you're dealing with money seeking drug lords and power hungry maniacs, you quickly learn that you may have to do some...favors in order to get what you want. And I won't lie and say that I haven't stuck my muzzle into places you usually don't on a first introduction, mare, stallion, or anyone else."
The mental image of her tied to a chair, nose deep inside some tattoo covered mafia leader's winking cunt as she ate her out somehow sent even more blood down to his prick, which now started to feel a bit heavy in between his legs. At the same time, picturing her maw stretched around another stallion's dick-bigger than his, of course- made his tail dip towards the floor, just a little. His thoughts were interrupted by her speaking again.
"Although...out of all the creatures I've...serviced, I will say that this has been the most enjoyable so far."
This caused his hackles to raise again, ears fully perked and pupils dilated. "So…"
She dipped her head in a nod. "Yes, Ryker. I think I'm ready for you." Her body turned once more, tail fully flipped up onto her back and revealing everything there was to see. Puffy were the lips of her marehood, a thin sheen nestled in between them hinting at the sheer amount of warm, tantalizing juice that was being held back by the barrier. Her clit was fully in the open, winking here and there to further fuel the fire, but all of it was waiting for that special moment.
Ryker's cock was raring to go, but the rest of him wanted to explore, if only for a second. After all, this was the first time he got to see the opposite sex's organs so...full and luscious, so it would be a shame to not see what it had to offer, right? He slowly walked up to close the space between them, reaching out with a wingtip to very gently touch the soft looking flesh. It quivered on contact, Geode's thighs tightening instantly from that smooth feather tickling her very excited folds. Her breath puffed from her nostrils as he slowly dragged it downwards, taking some of her fluids with it, then back up, towards the swollen clit that practically fluttered as the touch got closer and closer.
Her teeth dug deep into her lower lip as she quickly felt a surge of heat against the nub instead, followed by one long, thorough lick. Eyes rolling to the back of her head when he started to lightly suck on it, her hind legs began to tremble, while her front legs remained locked in their position. Subconsciously she leaned back into the bumpy tongue that made her nerves light up and dance, unable to hold in her yelp when he held the spasming bud in between his teeth so he could lap and suckle at it even harder, blush feeling like mini stars exploded behind her cheeks.
“Ah-h, y-you…” She started to pant blissfully, but any other words died from a nip that made her fur stand straight up. The sharp jolt that forced her muscles to do a double take also turned them into jelly as the bite switched back to the more rhythmic motions that were stirring her up earlier. One final rough suck pulled the pin, a wet sounding squirt loud against all the other sounds as her flower opened up more to release it, warm marespunk landing directly onto the base of his neck and plumage lined chest, the thick liquid easily soaking through his feathers. The mare's brain was too busy registering the last fifteen seconds to notice the stallion shifting his position to clamber up on to her back, only kicking back to reality at the first attempt to spear her snatch-which failed, not surprisingly.
The pegasus snorted, unamused, pulling his hips back some to try again. A swing and a miss. Regardless of the angle, things were just too slippery now to make any real progress, something that Geode was quick to notice. Still shaking slightly, she slowly dipped her back, rocking back towards him while letting their bits bump into each other over and over, smearing any excess ejaculate onto his thighs in hopes of getting herself cleaned off at least a little. When she felt his tip snug itself in between her lower lips without slipping away, her movements slowed, internally sighing in relief.
A slow, steady push into the hot, clenching walls of her tunnel caused Ryker's shaft to start twitching again from the get go, the light dribble into the condom earlier paling in comparison to how much was getting squeezed out now, eyes tightly closed while his breaths deepened once more. He savored every throb, every flex and especially every wink around his length, quickly sinking down to his medial ring that took a few tries to slip past her outer folds. They both gasped when it pushed inside like a button being pressed, the extra stimulation tipping the scales in favor of taking a breather.
"W-well? How is-hah, mmm… h-how is it?" Moans were quickly overtaking her speech, not that she could be blamed. How long had it been? Four months, five? She'd lost count, but she was able to count how many beats of his heart were pounding into her untouched cervix, which was thumping back just as hard.
It was like the question triggered his entire body to respond, wings up and outstretched, ears attentive and alert, and cockhead not caring about how much of a grip the lass' cave had on it, it was ready to blow. "It...o-oh, Celestia...good. It's good. Great, really. P-please, can I…"
"M-mhm, go for it."
No sooner than the ok was given did he just...go, losing all previous fears and concerns and letting his body do the talking for once. His balls battered against her thighs as he curled around her frame to get a better angle, each thrust delivering more power behind it than the last. Her shudders and cries assured him that something was happening correctly, but his darn stubborn wings didn't want to just stay put. A flap or two had his hind legs off the floor, and that also made her lift up a hair. He figured that it wouldn't make much of a difference, but was he wrong.
"T-there! Right there, oh please don't stop!" Geode was the one doing the thrusting now, throwing her hips back in order for that one spot to get as hit and used as possible. Her mane was a mess, clinging to the sides of her face, but her care for her tightly kept appearance didn't matter at the moment. Being reduced to a quaking heap did.
Stop he didn't, front hooves squarely on her sides while the back ones remained mostly locked, hips snapping back and forth like they wouldn't ever be able to move again afterwards.
The pulses got stronger, the grip got tighter, and moans and gasps increased in volume until lights flashed behind his eyes, cum launching into the sleeve at the speed of a rocket, air having a hard time getting back into his lungs as he dropped back down to the cool stone. The final tug made the earth pony stiffen then relax as she came as well, groaning in a tired but pleased tone. Her legs gave out, sending them both to the floor in a messy, sweat soaked pile of limbs and fur. Ryker was careful as he rolled onto his side, pulling her with him since she was still speared on his hard-on.
The mare was comfortable with letting him wrap his wings around her, her eyes closing as they breathed to have their heartbeats slow. One opened when she heard him chuckle. "What's so funny?"
"Nothing, just… what are we going to tell our supervisors when we get back? 'Oh yeah, it was great, got stuck in a cave so we had a good bang and took a nap.' "
She laughed at that as well, tilting her head to one side. "No, no. That won't do...hmm." Her eyes then lit up. "I gave a… 'personal evaluation', and your personality, albeit a bit trying, works well enough that I wouldn't mind going on future missions with you."
He thought that she was just playing along, but her expression was filled with such real hope that he blinked. "Wait, you're serious?"
"As serious as your prick is still in me."
"...Touché, Miss Pie. Touché…"
Author's Note
Probably the longest continuous one shot I've written to date? 🤔 Definitely the longest time taken to write it, that's for sure. This year...this year has been something, man. Hope you all are doing alright out there! Thanks for Reading! If you have any questions or suggestions for future fics, feel free to let me know. Until next time!
