Author's Note

Before you begin reading, a Notice: I do not own the character of Melody. I have been given specific permission by the owner of the OC to be able to use them in this fanfiction. The owner of Melody can be found at https://www.fimfiction.net/user/305019/xXKillinLucasXx. Also please be aware that this fanfiction is based off of a Discord Roleplay, so some details may be cut short, or the story may be a bit choppy at times. I apologize for this, and hope that it does not majorly impact the flow of the story.

The Morning After

As the light of day began to invade through his window, DJ snored lightly beside Melody. His length had softened since the night before, and slipped from her marehood, allowing his seed to escape. By now, it had long since dried, however the stain of it was still visible between her flanks, as well as on the bed sheet underneath them.

Melody was the first to wake, stirring lightly as her eyes opened slowly. As soon as she could feel it, she held a hoof to her head, disturbed by her hangover. The alcohol had ensured that she did not wake up from DJ’s usage of her the night before, but now she was up and awake, and she instantly smelled the after effects. Distracted from her headache, she noticed her marehood. The stain of the trail of leaking cum that had oozed from her depths as soon as DJ’s stallionhood had softened was instantly noticeable by the alicorn, as well as the revelation that the trail led directly to the sleeping stallion’s member.

“Oh… oh fuck… oh shit…” The mare’s mind instantly raced at the scene presented before her. The realization that she had slept with another stallion in her drunken blackout initially shocked her before she calmed herself, trying not to wake the stallion beside her. “...Alright….n-no one can know…. b-besides him and I…” The mare took a couple deep breaths, thinking for what to do next. Her thoughts were interrupted by the growl of her stomach, diverting her attention to her hunger, and away from her hangover, and even her unintentional affair.

Melody carefully got out of the bed, making sure not to wake the stallion she had cheated on her husband with up. She made no regard to the stain between her flanks as she went downstairs into the kitchen to prepare food. Not long after she left, the sleeping stallion yawned in turn, blinking not once before he remembered what he had done as his face turned bright red, his ears folding down. He could not realize that Melody was not even in his bed at the moment before the scent of breakfast caught his nose’s attention, alerting DJ to Melody’s whereabouts before he had even turned around.

“Well… if she didn’t smother me in my sleep… I guess she doesn’t completely hate my guts…” He sighed in relief that his latest mare had not attempted to end him as revenge for the sin he had committed. Looking down to his crotch, he understood that his member had indeed slipped from her depths, allowing his load to leave her pussy and stain the sheets. He cursed himself for taking advantage of a drunken mare, and cursed himself twice for not restraining himself from filling her marehood with his semen. He had no doubt in his mind now that Melody was aware of what he had done. It was time to face the music…

DJ left the comfort of his bed, following the smell of freshly cooked food downstairs. He was immediately greeted by the sight of none other than Melody. She had used her magic to make a healthy breakfast for the both of them. Bacon, eggs, toast, sausages, and pancakes with blueberries and syrup all invited him closer with their enticing aroma alone. Two cups of orange juice joined the breakfast to complete the perfect thing to wake up to… if it were not made by the very mare he had used last night…

“H-hey… Melody-?” He said nervously, approaching cautiously as he was still unsure if she was doing this as a false front before bashing his skull in with a frying pan. “Hello Daystorm. I made breakfast.” She replied, setting the table for the both of them, acting as if nothing had happened. “About...last night-” He attempted to explain himself, however, Melody silenced him with a hoof to his lips. “Look, I know I stumbled in drunk and probably went down on you or something, but let’s put it behind us. Pretend it never happened and just enjoy this breakfast that I put a lot of blood, sweat, and tears into.”

Melody turned away, not waiting for a response as she sat down to begin eating her own breakfast. DJ sighed, trying to give a soft smile as his ears perked up. “T-thank you… but I still really do owe you an enormous apology though…” The mare brushed it off with a wave of her hoof. “For what? Taking advantage of me while I was drunk? Nah, that’s not needed.”

DJ, surprised how casual Melody was about the topic, stuttered a bit as he attempted to take responsibility for what he had done to her. “B-But its wrong-! I-I-s-shouldn’t have d-done it… H-How are you not so pised that y-you want to s-strangle me-??” Melody smiled up at him from her plate, still just as calm as ever. “Because. I can’t blame you for something I possibly did.”

“T-trust me… it…. It wasn’t you, Melody…” The stallion shrunk back into his seat, his ears folding back once again, causing the mare to giggle softly at his embarrassment. “Oh. Well, my wet dream suggests that I had a good time. Plus, I believe in second chances.” DJ’s mouth hung open in surprise at her response, his ears returning to normal as he sat down for his own plate of Melody’s freshly cooked breakfast. “I don’t deserve that kindness…. Thank you Melody…”

“Well too bad. Because you’re getting it anyway.” The mare replied with a light smirk. DJ gave a smile, nodding and looking at the beautiful breakfast she had made. “You didn’t have to make breakfast though.” Melody shook her head, explaining that she had felt like doing so, despite her initial shock when she woke up, but then noticing how she had felt hungry enough not to leave right away. “Its a good breakfast, isn’t it?” She took a sip of her glass of orange juice, already mostly finished since she had been eating through her conversation with Daystorm.

“Yeah… Thank you Melody. So, are you going home soon?” he tried for a nice change of conversation, making a more friendly topic. Melody smiled up at him, having now finished her breakfast as he kept eating. “Maybe not just yet. But eventually, I will.”

“Well… Its always nice to have company around the house. A stallion can get lonely living by himself.” DJ joked, poking fun at both his living situation and his past experience with mares in his house. “Yeah. I should drunkenly stumble in here more often~” Melody joked back, making fun of the situation with him the night before. The both of them laughed at each other’s jokes and enjoying the more decent company of the two of them together. “And just forget about last night, alright? As long as I’m pregnant, it’ll be like it never happened. Okay?” Melody reiterated, trying to make sure that the stallion would forgive himself as much as she forgave him.

“Heh… its starting to sound like you enjoyed what happened last night~” DJ joked, not being serious at the moment. It was Melody’s response to his joke that caused his wings to puff up. “Maybe just a little~” she giggled slightly, toying with him. This pretend dirty talk was beginning to arouse the stallion. “D-don’t you have a husband though-?”

The mare sighed, nodding her head. “I do. And I’m faithful to him, which is why I kind of wish I was single…” she trailed off, thinking about her dearly beloved. The stallion raised an eyebrow in suspicion. “If I’m to be honest, its kind of hard to believe you when you say you’re faithful when you enjoy having sex with another stallion.” DJ spoke his mind, having had a history of being brutally honest, even if it would usually be hard to say for others.

“I did enjoy it…” The mare admitted, adding onto her statement. “...But I prefer not to do it. Which is why absolutely no one can know you fucked me when I was passed out drunk. I was out of the norm and had a wet dream about Fire. Uh... Fire as in my husband- not as in the stuff that burns down houses. Fire Streak.” Melody explained what she remembered

“I see… again, I’m so… SO terribly sorry for that… as well as...filling you…” DJ blushed again, a final apology to the mare he had taken advantage of. It would weigh on his conscience for a while, as he never really had been the type to fully forgive himself. “As I said Daystorm, its fine. It just can’t happen again. That and… I can’t drink so much that I end up stumbling into ponies’ homes…” She sighed, taking a hint of responsibility on her part that the previous night would not have happened had she not had so much alcohol.

DJ wanted to know how she had ended up that way in the first place. “Why… did you drink so much last night anyway?” He inquired, now curious rather than embarrassed. “Simple.” The mare replied. “I’m a severe alcoholic. Have been for a long time.” She explained.

This filled the stallion with a concern. One that pushed his regret to the back of his mind. “That’s not good.” He stated as his face became serious, his wings folding back to his sides. “Yeah. But its not like I can completely stop, at least not just like that. At most I can slow down, or remain sober for a few days at a time.” The mare’s addiction to liquid courage had spanned long enough for her to turn to it for satisfaction, but not yet enough for her to become dependent on it.

DJ disapproved of her addiction, shaking his head. “Aren’t you pregnant though, Melody? I may not know much about having children, but I know enough that you shouldn’t drink while you’re expecting.”

The mare’s eyes darted around a bit before she chuckled nervously. “Oh… yeah- I totally forgot…” It was the mare’s turn to be embarrassed, now that DJ had discovered her revelation of heavy drinking while pregnant.

Daystorm sighed, in disbelief that a mare was aware of being pregnant, yet did not know the dangers and severe risks of alcohol during pregnancy. “Well… you can stay here as long as you need to, on the condition that you don’t drink the whole time.” He booped her nose gently, trying to push the point forward.

“Alright… I have to stop drinking anyway. For the good of my unborn child.” She agreed, nodding her head and giving a soft smile. This was enough to satisfy him, at least for now. “Thank you Melody. I care about both of you, you as well as your yet to be born foal.”

“Of course DJ. You’re like an unofficial uncle to them, my child. With how close you and I are.” She giggled, thinking of a dirty add-on. “Preferably not as close as we got last night though~”