"Sheriffs Don't Do That"

by overlord-flinx

Rating: teen
Tags: Slice of Life, Pipp Petals, Comedy, My Little Pony: A New Generation, Romance, Sex, Hitch Trailblazer
Length: 1345

In a relationship you will always arrive at disagreements and compromises. However, some things should NOT be nonnegotiable. Like reciprocating.

Ponykind reunited, new avenues opened, and a brighter future set to rise upon an eager world. That is what was left after the curtains drew over their fantastical adventure. But for Pipp and Hitch, the calm brought a new opportunity: Love.

A love both perhaps are willing to reciprocate... Until Pipp Petals learns 'reciprocating' is something sheriffs don't do.

Published 2021-10-01 17:20:02 UTC
Last updated 2021-10-01 17:20:02 UTC

Sheriff's Don't Do That

Change is often the nature most tied to time. Good things come, good things go. Lessons are learned, history is forgotten. With the passage of time comes forgetting and remembering; rebuilding what once was, but also reinventing what will be. Breaking down and build up divides over a million and one reasons that seem just so obvious in hindsight.

That would be a fair summation of Equestria--pony--history. A history built upon forgotten lessons giving way to distrust, and now that of unlikely friends banding together to bridge that forsaken history. If not for the often blindly optimistic endeavors of one Sunny Starscout, Equestria would have remained as it once had been suns and moons ago: three tribes with their backs to one another, chilled to the bone from the drawing cold.

Now, the future is set bright once more for open exchanging of knowledge, hopes, dreams, cellular technology that a race of flying ponies figured out before the ponies who live on the plains could; so much more. But, perhaps most important of all, the universal exchange that had been lost for many cycles: love.

A love between sky and spell, between horn and hoof; a love that transcends the lines of race and opens the way for a myriad of futures. One such love that blossomed before magic even returned to the realm of Equestria that day. The torrid affair between hoof and wing, earth and sky; of law and lord. Indeed, while Sunny and her faithful companions sought out to thin the divide between their three homes, the fires of passion had already linked two along that faithful path.

The earth pony sheriff and the pegasi princess... The other princess. The one with the phone.

It was difficult for some to reconcile with the news once the dust had settled. Some said it was madness, some said it was forbidden, two asked how they managed to do that when the five of them were traveling in a tight formation from Zephyr Heights up to their climactic confrontation at the lighthouse which hadn't been more than two nights. But love would always find a way, and it had.

The metropolitan glamour of Zephyr Heights was something to behold even to the long standing residents; but for that evening, not even the billboard sized screens reporting on world shattering news could hold one couple's attention. The cityscape sunk lower and lower from the station of the royal lift as it made its ascent, ferrying with it the two entangled lovers. On occasion before Pegasi were gifted their flight back, one could look to the gilded lift and get a glimpse of the royal family traveling low to grace their subjects with their presence. Now all they saw were clouded over walls and the occasional flash of fur matting against the glass casing. Yet, with pegasi newly allowed to fly, so many more steered their flightpaths clear of the site in heated embarrassment, afraid they might catch the matted flash of pink pressing against the glass.

From entry to exit, though none were privy to the display besides the two, the throes of passion were palpable. Guards stationed at head and foot of the private elevator stood at awkward attention as the two clung to one another on and off; none wanting to say or even look. Could they be thrown into some sort of prison for seeing a princess locking muzzles with anypony? Granted, the holding cells were not all too horrible... But if she was running her hooves through the knotted mane of an Earth pony, could they be thrown into Earth pony jail? The idea--and the labored groans of their princess as her neck was toyed with--gave the guards pause. Pause enough to let the princess and sheriff abscond to her royal abode; toppling this and that along the way.

Pipp was forced to take a few back-hoof swipes at her bedroom door as she refused to break her heated muzzle contact with Hitch before it finally relented and allowed them in. At once the two fell into the dim of the princess' room, Hitch keeping at least his senses to buck the door shut behind him. Amidst their dance of lust and exploration into the unknown Pipp took lead as she tugged the stallion over to her bed. For the first time since they crossed the threshold of the lift the two took pause from their entanglement, if only for Pipp to saunter her form up and across the plush of her bed, eyes still ablaze with the same lust she held when they first connected.

Manes tossed from careless hooves exploring to-and-fro, furs matted from thrusts against every given surface they could, they both looked a mess; but both looked beyond intoxicating to the other. Still, Pipp was happy that for once she had her stream set to 'off'. Oh what would the Pippsqueaks say? Oh what would they say...

As she and Hitch held breathless eye contact with the other, Pipp felt a growing heat at the peeks of her cheeks for the first time. Even though she couldn't see her own mane, she took a few desperate swats at it to try and look a bit more regal for her paramour, taking a little time to at least turn her gilded circlet about atop her head.

"Feathers, I must look like a total mess," Pipp mewled out with a noticeable puff to her cheeks, "This is our first time and I'm not even---"

"Pipp, you look... Amazing," Hitch hurried to cut her off.

That burning across Pipp's cheeks only tingled all the more seeing her dashing sheriff framed in the dark of her room. A labored huff escaped her as she stretched herself low across the comforter of her bed, hindlegs curling up in presentation to Hitch. There she was, a princess exposed it the most compromising and wanting manner; her every core quivered as the cool air kissed over her. There were a million mares and stallions that would have clambered to see this sight; many of which Pippsqueaks that had hoped for some malfunction at one of her performances or slip ups while she was livestreaming. But alas for them, it was far too intimate... And something only for moments like this.

"Alright... I'm ready..." She submitted herself entirely to her partner.

"...For?"

"Cute... For you to... service me," Pipp chuckled.

"Oh! Well..." Hitch held for a moment, "I can't."

A still fell within the room and the cool breeze dancing across Pipp's petals seemed to fade in an instant. "I'm sorry?" Pipp arched her head up to stare down the stallion.

"Yeah. Sheriffs don't do that. I took an oath." The pure 'matter-of-factness' he said it could have sucked all the heat from the room.

At once, Pipp shot up and clapped her hooves together to usher in the lights of her chamber to turn on unlike her. Her eyes scanned over the stallion with pure incredulity. "Sheriffs don't--? You took an--?" Pipp looked all about the room and back to Hitch as if to find some sense as it wasn't being found with him. "I sucked your dick! In an elevator!"

"Yeah..." Hitch nodded dreamily back to moments before, though tried to ignore the part of them kissing after or questioning anything about it, "But, yeah, sheriffs don't do that. It's an Earth Pony thing."

"Un-flippin'-believable," Pipp grumbled as she closed her 'gates' and slipped off her bed.

With not a word more, the princess stomped her way around the sheriff and scooped her spare phone from the counter leaving her room, already feverishly typing a series of messages out as she slammed her bedroom door behind her. Hitch for his part flinched at the sudden burst of anger and watched Pipp storm off, only tilting his head confused at the whole affair.

"Dude," his attention was snapped towards the large window looking out over the cityscape to see Zipp floating there with hooves crossed over her chest, "seriously?"