Author's Note

WARNING: NO SEX
I REPEAT: NO SEX

inspiration for literally the entire thing https://youtu.be/4qgwUr7HOZ8

This may be the first (and probably only) sfw chapter, but it'll lead into some nice kinky times, I swear!

You can commission me to write something for a dolla (wow! just one!) although for now i'll only accept ideas related to what i've written in the past, and if it's more than a simple topic, like 'Bound fucks (insert OC name here)', you'd have to contact me on Discord so we can hash out the details (\o/#5964)

[23] Mango On A Fork Part 2

Mango On A Fork II: New Hire

Knock Knock Knock

A Unicorn opened his door. In the rising sun’s light stood two identical thestrals, one he recognized, and another much smaller and younger looking one he didn’t, her sapphire blue eyes sparkling alongside her huge grin and swishing tail, signaling that she was without a doubt here for a job.

He smiled as well. “Hello! My name is Sparkling Amethyst, but you can call me Amy.” He stepped to the side. “Come on in! Go ahead and have a seat on the couch, and I’ll be with you shortly!”

The new mare trotted in and sat on the couch. The familiar mare –who he had recently learned was actually named Sly Bat instead of Batmare– followed the other thestral, rubbing against Amy like a cat as she passed, and sat beside the smaller thestral, wrapping a wing around her and lifting the smaller thestral into her lap and snuggling with her.

With a smile, Amy shut the door and happily trotted to his bedroom, using his magic to pick up a paper he had condensed all the stipulations onto and a quill, and returned to the den, sitting on the floor in front of the thestrals.

“Read and sign this paper, and we can get started," he told her, showing her the words on the paper and levitating the quill over to her. Soon, the smaller mare took the quill in her mouth and signed the floating paper, which was teleported away shortly after she finished her signature, along with the quill.

“Great!” Amy stuck out a hoof. “Welcome to the team, miss…”

She licked his hoof eagerly, making him jerk it back in response. “Strange Bat, at your service!” She excitedly chirped.

“I can tell,” he chuckled, wiping his hoof on the floor, before standing. “Now let’s get to work, shall we?”

Suddenly, Sly began waving at him with a hoof, getting his attention.

“Yes?" He asked, tilting his head a little. She then proceeded to form various shapes and poses and made various sounds, before eventually ending by pointing at the smaller mare.

“... Huh?" He asked with a thoroughly confused expression.

“Oh, I'll translate!" Strange said, and turned to watch Sly. The aforementioned thestral turned as well, sitting up straight and clearing her throat. She carefully lifted Strange out of her lap and placed her off to the side. She then proceeded to lurch forward into a standing position with a crazy face as her wings flared out, emitting an ear-piercing screech, making Amy flinch and wince, his ears flattening against his head.

“She’s asking if you can tutor me after school," Strange asked as she turned back to Amy, acting as if nothing happened. Amy didn't respond for a while, waiting for the ringing in his ears to fade.

“Sure, I…” He looked over to Sly, speechless at how she was now sitting up again with a wide smile, her wings folded against her back and looking at him. “...Yeah. I’ll tutor you,” he finished.

“For now, let’s… let’s get to know each other,” he told them, climbing up to sit beside Strange as he rubbed an ear that was still ringing slightly.

For the record, that happened on Monday, where they also proceeded to change Strange’s hours to work around her daily school schedule. Currently, it’s the Friday of that same week, and throughout the week, Sly’s job had been to move from their nasty little cave in the Everfree forest into his home, which Sly still has to clean up a little in order to sell it to a family of bears Fluttershy said had been looking for someplace to call home for a while now.

“Red!” Amy exclaimed, smiling as he moved his red pony piece to rest only a few tiles away from the finish, with Sly’s blue piece far behind. He smirked as she drew a card, knowing he’d win. That smile promptly faded as she moved the piece to a tile in front of him then to the winning tile, beating him. He looked up, as she brandished a card with two blue squares on it with her own smirk.

“Darn it,” he said sadly, picking up a quill with his magic and making a tally under Sly’s name, totalling her to twenty-seven wins as opposed to his one, but he was determined to beat her, even if he only won the first game because she didn’t know how to play.

He reset the pieces and shuffled the cards, and Sly was about to draw her first card before the door suddenly burst open.

“Mommy! Amy!” Strange exclaimed happily, sprinting into the den and skidding into a sitting position in front of them as Amy closed the door behind her. “Look!” She presented them with her math test, which had a big fat A+ stamped in the corner.

“Good job, superstar!” He praised, quickly grabbing and bringing over a mango from the fridge as Sly patted her head approvingly. Strange sighted the fruit almost immediately, and with a gasp, leaped and grabbed it out of the air in her mouth, wolfing it down in almost no time at all, making a mess as she burped loudly.

“What do you say?” Amy asked.

“Um… I before E, except after C,” Strange stated.

“No, the other thing,” Amy told her. “You say it to be polite?"

“Uh…" She tapped her chin with a hoof in thought. “Oh! Thank you for licking my–”

“There! That word!" He interrupted quickly.

“What, lick?" She asked.

“No, the words before that!"

“...Thank you?” She wildly guessed.

“Yes! Exactly!” He exclaimed. “Now say it like you mean it.”

“Thank you!” She chirped.

“For?”

“The mango, silly!” She giggled. “Don’t you remember?”

He chuckled before wrapping her in a hug. “Thank you for reminding me, sweetie.”

“Oh! That also reminds me,” he put Strange down. “Do you wanna go to the Carnival?” He asked, floating three tickets between them.

She squealed in excitement and tackled Amy to the ground with a hug, making him chuckle as he hugged back.

“We’re gonna board a train early tomorrow morning to take us there, okay?” He told Strange. “But right now, let’s go get changed for bed.”

“Thank you, daddy!” She squealed before darting off to her room, leaving Amy to roll onto his belly, gazing at the corner she had disappeared around with a loving smile. After a few moments, Sly offered a helping hoof.

“Thanks hun,” he said, taking her hoof and climbing to his feet. “If you don’t mind, can you please clean up the game? Daddy has to go tuck in his daughter.” Amy gave Sly a bright smile before trotting off towards Strange’s room with a happy bounce, leaving Sly to smile as she watched him be the happiest he’s ever been, wiping tears from her eyes.

Later that night, hours after Strange had fallen asleep, Amy sat at his desk once again, candle lit and glasses on as he held a quill in his magic beside him, reading over a paper of revised stipulations. He then lifted the paper in his magic and turned on the stool to face the bed, where Sly currently laid, facing him.

“What do you think of this?” He cleared his throat. “Stipulation one; If employee is above the age of eighteen, then Amethyst may perform any sexual action, ranging from masturbation to intercourse, with the employee at anytime and anywhere within work hours, be that inside or outside of his current residence. If the employee is underage, or under the age of eighteen, the employee must give consent each and every time Amethyst requests to perform sexual actions. If the employee is asleep, the employee must have given consent beforehoof to allow Amethyst to perform sexual actions with the employee, and this consent may be reverted at the employee’s leisure.” After finishing, he looked at Sly. She gave an approving nod.

“Perfect,” he said with a smile. “Since the first new stipulation is just the first two old ones combined, the new second is the old third one, completely unchanged,” he informed her, so she nodded in acknowledgement. He then yawned, laying his papers on the desk. He gently blew out the candle, bathing the room in darkness. Sly watched as he carefully made his way around to his side of the bed, then lifted the covers with his magic as he slipped in, and his magic soon disappeared, leaving the blanket to softly fall as he got comfortable, laying on his side and facing Sly.

He opened his mouth to say goodnight, but was interrupted as she wrapped her limbs around her, her forelegs around his chest under his armpits and hindlegs wrapped around his thighs, hugging him real close, and she purred quietly as she nuzzled his neck with closed eyes and a smile, soothed by his body heat.

He stared at her for a moment in surprise, then sighing with a smile, closing his eyes and laying his head back as he laid his hooves on her, one gently stroking her spread wings, and the other softly scratching behind her ears.

“Goodnight, my love,” he whispered, before quickly falling asleep in her embrace.