Locked deep under the bustling streets of Canterlot, flames flickered in the dark as ponies dressed in gold marched in synergy, inspecting those kept behind bars. From the strong, silent ponies to a few that found any excuse to bear their fangs in some stupid effort to intimidate the Royal Guard. However, one drew the biggest crowd, sat on boxes or against the bars. Hooves were silent, voices kept low while ears flicked to the tapping caused by a tail against the chain that bound it.
W paused mid storytelling, her lips pursed as several guards sat around in the dimly lit dungeon. Those nearby blessed with a grand story of tense battles and dramatic moments that would leave the heart racing. Of all those present, those who simply ignored the silverette, and those too curious to turn away. The Sun Goddess, Princess Celestia took the initiative to ask why the mercenary shut her mouth after so long, bringing her muzzle closer to the bars to meet the Sarkaz's distant gaze.
"Is something the matter, Miss. W?" Celestia kept her formal tone, seeing the smirk cross the merc's lips.
"Dunno," She smacked her lips, looking left to right, contemplating her memories like a book, face turning a little rosy. "Think I ought to skip this part, can't go tainting the ears of all your lovely subjects with my foul words, now can I?" She mused, wishing she could touch her heart. "I wouldn't want to hurt their little feelings~"
"Hmph, what could possibly merit such a warning?" One snarked, seeing the ember orbs meet his through the dark.
"Weeell the fact I got laid and you probably never had your first kiss - really quite sad honestly," W cooed, pouting with a snicker at the guard's reddened face as he stammered over his words, Celestia kept an impassive face. "Hehehe, but truthfully, this is more of a story saved for my mind only, 'kay?"
"I understand," W really doubted that; The monarch remained piqued by her own whimsical eyes. She couldn't say much, this stuff was beyond anything the girl had experienced herself. "I'm to assume what you are implying correlates with your companion, the 'Warrior'?"
W clicked her fingers, wincing at how it caused her wrist to rub against her cuff. "Yahtzee Sun-Butt, moving on!" Despite willing to recount the rest of her journey, W felt her body ease against the wall at the memories, all of it was a blur yet so crystal clear it made her whole body tingle, hiding her jubilation given the circumstances. "Oh, if only you knew, Princess, heh, I'd be banished in a heartbeat..."
Several Days Ago...
'Star Sign Inn'
W blinked, staring up at the sign for the longest time, her hand taut in the equally sweaty palm of her... partner? She wasn't sure of the word, but words were a little fuzzy due to stupid amounts of alcohol and hormones. "Fuck it," She found those words ironic given the circumstances.
"Y-you sure about t-this?" Sora hadn't said much since W boldly stole his lips in hers, though she wasn't communing as much before whisking him away down the streets of Hollow Shades, a dumb smile on his face for a long time. "I-I don't want to, y-you know, d-do um o-overstep..." He really cursed the lack of logic in his brain at the moment.
"I'm more than certain," W, as of this moment, really needed this. "Come on, better here than the street - or the other in."
He coughed. "A-agreed." "This... this is really happening..."
The inn itself wasn't anything W paid mind to, she just saw it during her battle with the Grimm, the inside was more of the same. Nice dark wood flooring, same with the ceiling, cream-colored wallpaper, and a red rug forking at a desk, leading to two sets of stairs. The pair approached, the female Bat Pony looking up from her book with a soft smile and topaz orbs behind a pair of glasses. Her greying mane brushed aside.
"Our strange saviors, what a pleasant surprise," She greeted the nervous pair warmly, like an elder to their grandkids, W tried to fix a confident smile for the moment. "What can I help you, dearies, with tonight?"
"Oh My God, she's too nice." The pair felt even more mortified given why they were here.
"U-um, think we c-could, ahem, get a r-room for the night?" W stuttered. "Kill me now."
"A-and private i-if possible?" Sora chimed in quickly, both turning their own gradients of red. "This is embarrassing."
A short pause was cut clean by the older mare's giggle, waving a leathery wing. "Tsk-tsk, don't be so timid," She rolled her eyes, this wasn't her first rodeo as some travelers would say. "Here-" She handed W a room key. "-Top floor on the far right - do enjoy yourselves, you younglings are far too anxious nowadays."
"I... can't revoke that," W chuckled lightly, still red in the face as her tail curled instinctively to Sora's waist. "I-I... t-thank you," She did a short bow of her head, something she hadn't done in a long time.
The old receptionist waved her wing again. "Deary, don't let it bother you - you both have done more than enough to deserve some time to yourselves, now go on, I'll be sure to keep things confidential." She gave a wink.
"T-thank you, Ma'am," Sora quickly mimicked W, and they steadily moved to the right stairwell, standing much closer than before.
To the left of the mare, one of the early morning staff groaned, rubbing his eyes with a wing. "Seriously, this early into the morning too?" He was a normal pony so adjusting to the shift changes was a hassle. "I haven't even had my coffee..."
The receptionist shook her head behind her book. "You are in no position to make complaints, Duster." The mare hummed, seeing his stutter, almost tripping on the rug.
"T-that wasn't on purpose!"
"Uh-huh, and I'm an Alicorn," She was old, not deaf.
*Smut Begins*
If you could summarize W's life in Equestria into one word it would be simple; Painful. She had endured many hardships, having the whole country against her, being stripped from her home, once Aoi now under the name and persona of W, the list of her scars both mentally and physically go on. So, for once in some backwater town in the middle of a forest, for once, W felt free.
Alone and without anyone or anything to so much as impede the pair, the door to the room was shut softly, only for care to be abandoned by them both. Sora pinned W against the door between his hands while their lips melded together, neither restraining from inviting their tounges into each other's mouths, exploring and prodding together, the deep kiss leaving W helpless at the ravenette's hands, his left hesitant as it brushed against W's side. As if afraid to touch her body at all.
When the two broke away with a line of spit attached to their bottom lips, W's breath hitched, Sora's own body growing bold enough to trace over her right breast, stopping to stare back at her with wavering eyes, "W... are you... sure?" This was new, all of this, W included, it was a point of no return yet his doubts lingered. Especially since the alcohol didn't completely dampen his senses. "I-I don't..."
Her hand wiggled free to cup his cheek with a gentle smile, moving so that their noses almost touched, she enjoyed how his own face held a tinge of crimson like hers, it was cute. "I wouldn't have done this if I wasn't..." She lightly pecked his lips, feeling a shiver run up her spine at the sensation of his hand groping her, inside, her heart was burning like her eyes. "...keep going."
Taking her words seriously, Sora leaned in to kiss her with more care than he initially displayed, attempting to replicate her own kiss that took him by surprise and practically set his heart on fire. Feeling this left W breathless again, her other hand released so that it too could wrap over his shoulders, closing her eyes as his left hand continued to fondle her during their kiss, making her moan into the passionate moment further. Her left hand grabbed the back of Sora's head, pressing him closer while allowing his hands to frantically caress her whole body, rubbing and squeezing her form as though unable to figure out what to do with her.
Soon, however, both parted again, panting heavily while remaining so dangerously close. Daringly, Sora's lips ran across the tip of W's right horn, earning a rewarding yelp from the silverette, face flush red. "H-hey, not - ah, ngh!" She bit her cheek, feeling the tingling rush from her additional appendage as Sora kissed and nipped her curved horn, making her knees buckle. "F-fuck..." Having been human without the additions of horns, antenna, and a tail, the last thing she suspected to be sensitive out of the three were her horns. admittedly, it felt divine. "Mmm..." His other hand moved to caress her left, teasingly running his fingers down its length now that her body was simulated. "Sora..."
Soon, Sora moved back from her temple, and W felt her insides knot tighter, disappointed that he stopped. By now, Sora's hands gripped her hips while her own slowly ran down his chest. "So... how was that...?" W began.
“Yeah,” Sora answered dumbly, still too tingly to really say anything of value. “It was really good, W.”
"Glad my inexperience is worth something," And, despite herself, W blushed. “And i-it's A-Aoi..." Hearing those words, Sora blinked widely at how timid her voice became. "A-And for the record, I-I just was doing my job. I wanted to do this for you - since, you know, you... are nice to me.”
“Got it,” Sora said with a small smile. “Thank you... Aoi.”
“Hm, A-anytime,” W answered with another of her rare cute little smiles before leaning in to peck his lips, and soon his eyes widened alongside a dark red blush, feeling her hand rub against his groin, herself smiling coyly. “And speaking of anytime…is there anything else I can do for Prince Sora that I promise I’ll never, ever do for anyone else? While we have the chance?”
Sora gulped, his cheeks already burning red. “I-I can probably think of a few things...”
After her request, the rest was spotty, the two fell into a routine of showering the other in affection, only this time, whatever issues or responsibilities they had were pushed aside, drawn to each other feverishly in the quiet, cosy room together, the air heating up around them as a result when Sora leaned back a little at the edge of the bed, his heart on the verge of breaking his ribs.
Moving her toned legs so to sit in his lap, W's face retained its flared hue, feeling her now bare skin rub against Sora's, looking back at his own, scarlet features, but a soft smile was shared between them as her petite hands came to rest over his shoulders, the heat already amassing between them as each stared longingly, taking in both their lover's expression and the revelation that this was happening at all, but not a single regret was voiced.
Compelled by her rare, gentle features, Sora leaned in to capture her soft, pink lips, that fire spreading throughout his body, feeling her fingers tense against his shoulders as her own lips pushed back. Sora's hands instinctively curled around her bare waist as he pressed his lips in deeper, W far too alluring to ignore. She certainly didn't object to his hold on her body, nor the invitation to kiss deeper, melting into both with her hands around his nape to hold him in place.
When they broke away to breathe, each eagerly closed the space with a smack, each contact arousing them to insert their tongues to wrestle with the other, humming collectively from the stimulation, and with how their bodies pressed together, Sora's blood boiled feeling W's breasts rubbing up against him, her body shivering from Sora's strong arms around her lower back. If it were a dream, neither was ready to wake up.
Pulling away, a line of saliva broke between their bottom lips, immediately, with his half-lidded stare, Sora traced carnal kisses down her jaw to her throat eagerly, the beat in his chest louder, dotting W's neck with teasing bites in-between, enticing the most beautiful sounds from his lover's lips, her moans quiet in his ears.
Having leaned back slightly to give Sora access to her neck, his gaze fell to her collarbone, tilting his head down to line it with more nips and kisses from shoulder-to-shoulder, savouring the touch of her hot skin and occasional moans, at this rate, he was certain he'd become addicted to them.
Cracking an eye open, W's found her thoughts completely overtaken with pleasure, something she never dreamed she'd do, panting slightly as she spoke. "Y...you can touch them," Knowing even someone as sweet and kind as Sora had found himself stealing glances at her body, naturally, she'd tease him endlessly for such prolonged eye contact with her body, but admittedly, she was self-conscious.
But ever since they started travelling and fighting together, Sora's care and compliments to her person and appearance, little-by-little, chipped away at that corrosive idea of herself, and she grew to love hearing him admire her appearance, and she felt happier to attract his gaze. And right now? She didn't want him to stop.
With his eyes wide for a moment, processing her offer, he pulled his face back to see her plump breasts nearly touching his torso, they weren't overly big nor were they small, maybe it was just his personal bias, but they were the perfect size for her. Swallowing a lump in his throat, he brought his right hand back around to tenderly press around her left breast, feeling the soft flesh squeeze in his palm, sending a shock to his heart whilst massaging it.
In turn, W let out a squeak, her hands clenched to his shoulders again, closing her eyes to enjoy the sensation her own hands couldn't simulate, only for her cheeks to turn redder when Sora took her by surprise, applying his lips to her right breast, kissing her erect nipple as his hand groped the other. Now, her whole body's temperature skyrocketed, embarrassment turning to pleasure as her squeaks melted into groans and hums. She never thought Sora would be this daring, but she had no cheek, nor did she dislike it either, it was quite the turn-on.
He continued massaging her chest with his hands and lips, it was almost embarrassing but a chill of excitement overwrote those uncertainties, listening to W's unnatural reactions, the likes she's never let slip before, all of it was worth hearing. Eventually, Sora took hold of her hips, turning so to lay W down on the bed, those same, smouldering fiery orange eyes like flames lingered on his face, panting heavily from all the stimulation, enough for him to feel the insides of her thighs had gotten wet. Out of instinct, W shyly covered her entrance with a hand, her left arm over her chest, which only made her sexier in Sora's mind.
Leaning down to her right side, their eyes met again, and it was clear what he wanted to ask her. "...I-It ain't like I'm accustomed to all this show and tell..." She muttered, squeezing her eyes shut with a nervous smile. "Yes, I-I know that's a bit too l-late to say, smartass."
Rolling his eyes in agreement, he pinched her chin, capturing her attention again, "It's o-okay, you're... more beautiful than I expected," His whispered voice trickled into her ears, and like some freaky spell, her arms relaxed at that calm and gentle voice.
"And what were your expectations before?" She couldn't help but tease, her body shivering when his left hand grazed across her stomach, almost teasing her skin.
"Already beyond amazing," He answered without hesitation, her coy grin warping into a light laugh.
"Haha, of course you'd say somethin' sappy," She should've expected this as he laughed too, but it was the truth. "But I like that about you..."
Both scooted closer to share a tender kiss to dispense with any lingering, negative thoughts. Parting, Sora inched up, deciding to 'experiment', as W would say. For W, her head twitched when she felt his teeth brush against the edge of her left horn, nipping teasingly across its ridges as she gasped lightly from the sensitive touch, her hands groping his own torso while he worked his magic.
Repeating the same on her right, feeling her body jerk in surprise, he eventually shuffled down, leaving a trail of kisses from her neck to the collarbone and across her chest. His hands held her hips, peppering her stomach and navel, hearing her giggle a bit. He came to stop at her legs when W parted them at his touch, her back arching slightly when he started to kiss the inside of her thigh, seemingly finding her weak spot.
"There..." She groaned softly, her hips bucking slightly when he'd kiss or even gently nip a certain spot on her thighs. W felt weightless and warm all over, and smiled knowing this was really happening, that little, girly side to her was practically squealing with joy on the inside.
Listening to her soft groans of pleasure was music to his ears, increasing the amount of carnal kisses he left across the inside of her thighs. Using his left hand, he carefully traced up her right thigh, moving his index and middle fingers across her entrance, he paused, eyeing W who's head leaned back into the pillow without a care in the world. She didn't protest, so Sora continued, rubbing across her wet skin and folds, the fact he was actually doing this to a girl as breath-taking as W and was actually arousing her was unlike any experience in his life.
He wanted this night to last longer, to actively shower and show his affection to the girl that had completely entranced him. That last, mental push was all he needed to lean in, face burning scarlet like a furnace, but drawn on instinct all the same, his tongue brushing across her entrance.
In response, the silverette gasped sharply, her breathing laboured as her bangs covered one of her eyes, leaving a single, half-lidded stare to send static through Sora's whole body. It didn't make sense, how can she possibly keep getting more beautiful? Questions for later, his tongue now inserted, the scent was oddly sweet, but then again, he had never experienced this before.
W was a panting mess, to say the least, biting her bottom lip as she writhed with jolts of pleasure, and she wanted to feel it more. Moving her tensed legs to wrap around his head, she gave Sora a nice cushion between her soft, slender, toned thighs, moving her right hand down her body to press against his head, wanting him to go a little deeper, moaning excitedly when his tongue rubbed up against her inner walls. She could feel it coming, all this teasing and foreplay was starting to catch up to her.
"S-Sora, almost, k-keep goi-i-ing...!" W's voice hitched higher, arching her back when she felt the heat rush through her entire body.
He felt her legs tighten around him, her fingers curled into his hair when he she finally reached her climax, his own body tightening when she did. W pushed her head back into the bed, letting out an angelic cry of ecstasy as her hand and legs went limp before him, sweaty and huffing as she rode out her orgasm.
Shuffling closer to her side, Sora caught his breath too, since she had his head locked in place for a decent amount of time. "...W?" He breathed, seeing her stare up at him with half-lidded eyes, and a dopey smile.
"Man, t-that was... so much better... than doin' it myself," She fixed him a flirty look. "Especially when its you doin' it~"
Surprised by that, he... he really was that good? If Sora was honest, it was all running on instinct, and... stuff he's heard or seen, nothing was certain to be true or work. As if sensing his doubt, W propped herself up a little with her elbows, licking her lips. "What? You seriously think I've never thought of us spendin' a night like this lately?" As expected, the alcohol did most of the talking.
If his cheeks weren't red before, they grew darker now, entranced by that alluring gaze and smouldering pose. "I, uh, w-well, hearing you say it aloud... I-I'm glad," He smiled sheepishly, scratching the back of his head. "I don't regret any of this, but knowing you're happy, well... makes me happy."
"Gods, come 'ere," Grabbing him by his shoulders, W smashed her lips into his, muffling his breaths. Drawn in by her heated kiss, Sora was simply going on instinct on what might make W feel good, if he had to guess, she was in the same boat, having never done anything remotely this intimate with anyone in her life, but W wasn't one to let people so close to her, Sora being that lucky exception.
Riding in the afterglow, W pulled away, their lips only an inch apart, neither made a gesture or sound, but the feeling in their eyes was intense, longing without a word. Sitting upright, Sora fiddled with the last article of clothing he wore, discarding it, leaving them both completely bare to the other. Now, it was his turn for all the blood to run straight to his cheeks. W had completely exposed herself to him, yet, even after comforting her, his own anxieties fought against him. Would she be disappointed? What if he wasn't good enough?
Her eyes only glanced over the last, unseen area of his body before she sat up herself, ignoring it all to cup his cheeks, watching his eyes hesitate to meet hers. "Now ya listen, you're perfect to me, don't ever believe I'd think otherwise," She smiled warmly. "I don't care solely for your body, that's never been what made me feel this way about you, and even now I still love the you that's stood by me; who's kept me anchored after every mistake I've made, who cares and worries about me," She closed her eyes for a moment. "I think you know the rest."
To him, it was an eternity, those rosy cheeks with that sweet grin was enough to completely disperse his insecurities, if only for a moment. Rubbing one of his eyes that grew watery, he brought his palm against her left. "...loud and clear... you mean the world to me, more than I could ever formulate into words, Aoi,"
With a rare, shy smile, her hands tensed against his cheeks, a strong emotion building in her fiery orange eyes. "Good to know, Sora..."
Hearing her use his name said in such a manner continued to fill his stomach with butterflies, both her hands leaving his face, coming to lay on the bed under him, slowly parting her legs for him. Leaning over her a little, Sora brought the tip of his member closer to her entrance, sucking in a deep breath as he wasn't sure how this would feel, everything so far had been like that, so what's to stop them now?
Running it over her folds a little, hearing W hold her own breath, trying to anticipate whatever followed, he eventually pushed his hips forward gradually. That heat that surrounded his fingers before now engulfed his member, a prickly sensation stung a bit, drawing a few strained breaths as he fought against it, thankfully, being injured in training and battle, such pain wasn't hard to grit and bear through.
As for W, it felt like a rush of magma from her core to the rest of her body, her hands gripped the sheets as a fullness she never felt before pushed further inside, it drew a few, quiet yelps at the pain, but she could take it, and she knew Sora would know that too as his member burrowed deeper inside of her, feeling something tear. This feeling was unbelievable, the heat was akin to an oven, warm and tight, and yet wet and soft, creating an exotic sensation that couldn't be described any other way; the stinging starting to give way to a deep, hot pleasure.
"A-Aoi?" Sora, regardless, worried over the strain on her face.
"I-I'm fine, just... need a sec," She exhaled, her chest rising and falling as each little movement became sensitive. Allowing the pain to run its course, lingering but it began to dull as she grew accustomed to it. "You ca-can move..."
Heeding her go-ahead, Sora drew back slowly, and somehow, that prickly feeling started to feel good when he pushed forward again, exciting a louder moan from W's lips, her eyes clenched shut as Sora gradually found his rhythm, his hips moving at a steady pace, heavy breaths escaping him from how tight her walls were, but in turn, the pleasure travelling up his body was even greater than before.
Euphoria, a single word W could begin to describe the feeling rippling through her body, her skin was hot and sweaty, and her heart was smashing against her chest as each thrust sent forth a sensation Sora's fingers couldn't begin to replicate. She couldn't control her voice, head pressed into the pillow as her mewls grew, tugging at the bed sheets to keep herself steady, she wanted to feel more, to continue chasing this pleasure while she could.
W slowly began wrapping her long, toned legs around his waist, trying to pull him deeper. Only a minute in, and Sora's pace had quickened slightly, causing W's whole body to jerk after each thrust, Sora's scarlet face mesmerized by each jump of her breasts, emphasized by her slender back arching, showing off her curves that had his heart skyrocket, his fingers dug into her hips to keep moving.
As their skin began to stick and slap due to the sweat, one particular thrust pressed their groins together fully, burying Sora's member as deep as possible, exciting a groan from him and a delightful yelp from his lover. Reaching up, W's left hand held around his nape, pulling herself closer as her body rocked in his arms, smiling and panting, she drew her lips to the side of his head, moaning into his ear. "Sora..." She gasped, feeling both his hands wrap around her back. "Don't s-stop..."
In response, he gripped her waist, sitting W upright in his lap as she sank down onto his member sharply, her perky mounds rubbed against his torso with each smack of his hips. Both his hands relocated to her backside, lifting her into each thrust, both now face-to-face. The new position caused her to moan louder in delight, keeping her grip around his shoulders, her legs now firmly locked around him alongside her tail, wishing they could stay like this forever as her mind drifted further into bliss.
W began to kiss and bite his exposed neck, it wasn't fair him putting in all the work, and she'd admit to wanting to hear his reactions too, causing her insides to tighten at the lewd imagery. She earned her results, hearing a sharp moan leaving his lips, his fingers dug firmly into her rear, exciting a few groans amidst the cacophony of noises she made.
Given their sitting position, W was elevated slightly, and occasionally, Sora received a tantalizing view of her jiggling breasts, almost deviously, he leaned away from her pleasurable love bites to suck on her left breast, his tongue teasing her nipple. Instantly, W drew out an elongated moan, her head arching back slightly, being assaulted from both her folds and now her chest causing her eyes to roll back a little, her fingers combing through his hair teasingly.
"Sora... Sora...~" Completely enthralled by pleasure, W couldn't withhold her voice or the noises coming out of her. "Don't you d-da-re stop!"
Hearing her call out his name set something off inside of him, his arousal escalating, listening to his lover's mewls mixed with his name was the most amazing sound in the world. Almost feverishly, Sora began to spread the same carnal kisses across her chest and collarbone as he squeezed the middle of her back, pressing their bodies against one another, hot, wet skin coupled with breathy moans and gasps filling the space between them. But as a result, Sora felt the pressure building in his groin.
She could feel it too, a foreign pressure which didn't take much brain power to realize was her approaching climax, with so many sensations and stimulations affecting her body. Sora raised his head, leaning close to her ear, "I'm close... Aoi." It came out breathless, husky even, and sent a tremor down her body.
Hormones were running high, same for emotions and excitement, that W groaned at her name, suddenly, forcing Sora down onto the bed, hands pressed against his chest, fully displaying her glistening body, cheeks beet-red as she rode him. "M-more, sa-ay my name...!" She pleaded, feeling his hands brush around her thighs to grip her rear tightly.
He certainly wasn't going to argue. "Aoi, A-Aoi..." Sora breathlessly continued to call the name of the woman clogging up his mind, feeling her walls tighten like a vice, pressuring him toward his own limit.
Lost in a sea of pleasure, W fell forward to immediately smash her lips into his, her tongue wrestling with his own whilst her body rocked in his hands. Just a little more, she thought, to savour this moment for the rest of her life.
Sora's breathing grew laboured, as did W's as the pair fell into each other's gazes, their bodies trembling while each rapid thrust from Sora heightened W's moans, her voice getting higher and higher, nails dug into his shoulders. Eventually, that pressure reached its boiling point, with how fast he thrust his member into her, one final push had his back arch with a sharp gasp, pulling W down to push his length as deep as possible into her, feeling himself completely empty inside of her, giving a few, weaker thrusts.
In the results to this, W pulled back, sitting up as her back arches sensually, static writhing through her hot, sensitive body as she let out a loud, lustful moan, her second orgasm was far more intense than the first, and boy, did she love it. Panting shakily, she finally let her muscles relax, falling down beside Sora who too was riding off his own high.
Her head fell to his shoulder, panting with a warm, pleased smile. “Sora…” She murmured in a soft, loving tone. "Th-that was... amazing..."
"Yeah..." He hummed, barely able to catch his breath, having really done this with someone as spectacular as W, it was like a pleasant dream.
Meeting W's half-lidded gaze when she raised her head, she never spoke, only mouthing three, delicate words, warmth filling her heart. His right hand rose to caress her rosy cheek. Leaning into it, her eyes never left his, even if it wasn't said, she'd let it be known just how much she truly felt about Sora.
Kissing his palm, she leaned in as their eyes closed one more time, savouring a tender kiss, her arms around his neck as his remained on her back, squeezing each other as close as possible in the dark. And yet, Sora blinked when he watched W shift her weight, propping herself, her face remaining flushed, but her eyes seemed to glow in the dark room, her expression almost predatory.
"...say, Fly-Boy, think ya got enough in the tank for another~?" She hummed in a sultry manner that was both surprising and very arousing.
Realistically, most wouldn't have that in them, but that's when Sora gasped, spotting past W's thigh her own tail snaking around his still erect member, giving it a teasing embrace. It didn't help that his mind was firing on all cylinders still. He blamed himself, saying 'no' to W was a troubling task, but who'd refuse a girl in this situation?
Smiling a little, he leaned up on his elbows, faces an inch apart. "Of course... if you think you can handle it?" He teased in a low voice.
"Daring now? Then let me be more clear...~" She made a sound akin to a purr, silky hands running along his sides delicately, feeling one of his own wrapping around her bare back. "I want you to fuck me senseless."
Her lips tugged into a big smile, showing off her canines which totally wasn't really cute. When she leaned in for a kiss, it was harder, hungry, her tongue already invading his mouth as her breasts pressed up against his chest, having him fall back onto the bed, W remained atop him, eager to have another round with her lover for as long as she can...
End
Author's Note
You know I place this under the same banner as Whiskey and Wine 'cause I have no idea what the reaction will be. I've never written smut, mainly due to it being an odd subject for me to write about entirely but hey, first for everything. So... I hope you liked it... I guess?
Let's hope the changes I made were substantial to keep the Mods off my back - if not, hehehe please don't ban me, I really did try my best (●'◡'●)
Well, appreciate the support, seeya back in Renegade!
