Scootaloo's Hearth's Warming Date

by Krail

Rating: mature
Tags: Porn, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Dr. Caballeron, Fetish, Romance, Scootaloo, Sex, Slice of Life
Length: 6803

Scootaloo takes Doctor Caballeron out to ice skate, the two spending a simple holiday enjoying each others company.

Scootaloo and her retired criminal of a teacher Doctor Caballeron enjoy a morning session of ice skating in the winter, before spending a heated evening keeping each other company for Hearth's Warming.

Story contains: Foalcon sex and alcohol consumption.

Published 2021-12-18 01:20:01 UTC
Last updated 2021-12-18 01:20:01 UTC

Winter Warmth

"What do you mean, you've never been ice skating!?" Scootaloo almost floated as her small hooves glided across the ice backwards. Her body easily balancing along the slender blades while watching the stumbling stallion in front of her tap dance on the ice to keep from falling over. A poofball rainbow hat decorated her head with a very mismatched punk green bomber jacket covering her dancing frame, both seemingly thrown on without a thought.

"I spent my life in deserts and jungles! I haven't even seen snow until this year!" Caballeron in his trademark scarf and a poofy brown coat stumbled over the lake of the ponds frozen surface until the filly glided to him, managing to catch his side with hers until he balanced. Albeit still as a snowpony.

Over the past few months during the school year, Caballeron joined Ponyville Schoolhouse's staff as the new history teacher. At first it was rocky, with both the young pegasus and the town's celebrity Rainbow Dash giving him a hard time due to his criminal past understandably. Though it came to the point the mayor and Princess Twilight had to sit them down and convince them he had reformed.

After, with her disruptive behavior in class and antics making her the center of attention, Doctor Caballeron made the student the focus of private tutoring to improve her grades and their relationship. With those improvements and his own stories about Daring Do and Rainbow Dash sating her worries further, they began meeting outside of school to enjoy each other's company without the need of an academic tether, becoming close friends.

"You just have to wedge your hooves and push. Like this." She threw a hoof forward for him to watch, using a back hoof to cut into the ice and launch herself, repeating the process until she was moving. "See? Just angle the front hoof and let the back do the rest! Carve into that ice!" She skated until she was near the plowed snowbank in the Ponyville pond, stopping with a stylish pose as the older stallion glared on with an embarrassed yet impressed pause.

"Alright..." With a push on his back leg, he wobbled with a nervous shake, managing a few inches before pushing harder. A gleaming coltlike excitement in his eyes as he moved towards the filly. "Look at that!"

"There you go, teach! Make a rhythm and your momentum will do the rest!" Scootaloo cheered on.

In the pink skies of the winter morning, the hibernating squirrels resting in their homes watched sleepily as the stallion silhouette in the distance managed to move from one end to the pond to the other with only a few stumbles before catching himself. His excited laughs filling the air. "I made it!"

"I guess you can teach an old dog new tricks." Scoots smugly sneered, getting a bump on the shoulder from the larger earth pony's flank, wobbling him.

"Dogs don't do well on ice either." He teased, getting a giggle from her. The two slid over to the nearby fresh snow mounds so the teacher could sit and rest his hooves, unused to the new muscles he was tensing in the activity. The cool snow on his coat a relief after the morning exercise. "Thank you Scootaloo. I'm glad you talked me into this." He gleamed happily, shifting his gaze as the warm mist escaped his blushing face from the cold. "What brought it on?"

The young pegasi looked over her winter skates sheepishly while admiring the stillness of the winter pond, scratching the heels of her blades into the ice while thinking of an answer that wouldn't feel embarrassing. "I... Just wanted to hang out." She explained, blushing from her own emotions and not the winter cold that made her cheeks red. It made her warm in the cold air, so she didn't mind. "I'm glad you came. I mean..." She chuckled quietly.

Caballeron's hoof touched her blue puffball hat, causing a squeak to escape, letting him adjust so it wouldn't fall off. "If you tell any other student this, I'll deny it." The stallion huffed, turning her to him as he gazed seriously. "But you're my favorite student. My day is brightest when I see you." He admitted, turning her face bright red as she looked away, covering her eyes with her hat.

"Sh-shut up." Caballeron blinked with a moment of silence as she glanced away, a growing grin could be seen from the corner of her eye causing her to repeat herself. "Shut uuuup!"

"You're red as a tomato!" He cackled.

"It's from the cold!" Without a second thought, the filly grabbed a pile of snow and whipped around. The force blasting him over the face as he leaned back in shock. The two paused with a blink before the game was on. Scootaloo whipped around the snowbank and took cover as Caballeron wiped the snow from his face before he stumbled hilariously, kicking off his skates before taking cover behind the sinking snow as well, the two beginning their battle.

With her own skates off and with the help from her wings, she carried a snowball with her to gain elevation, catching him off guard while he tossed a snowball where she was taking cover previously. With all her momentum she dove forward right on top of the surprised stallion, in both shock at how quick she was and how impressed he was that she used her small wings to gain the upper hoof.

A hoof full of snow engulfed his stunned expression, knocking him onto his back, leaving a snowy crater underneath him as she laughed victoriously on top of him as he grunted from her small hops. "Haha! Total defeat! Surrender, Doctor Caballeron!"

The odd feeling of Deja Vu made his face blush as brightly as hers with a following grumble. "Yes, you've got me." The old doctor smugly grinned. "But you forget one thing, hero."

"And what is that, evildoer- WOAH!"

The stallion feigned his defeat with a flip right on top of the young pegasus. A small grunt escaping as he rolled right on top of her with his snowball, now balancing in his hoof "I'm bigger." He grinned wickedly. With the filly squeaking in protest his hoof slipped down her jacket with the cold, snowball already melting over her fur.

"AH! Cold! Cold!" She howled manically, squirming wildly with the stallion easily holding her in place.

"Do you concede?" He smirked, seeing water drip up her neck as it melted over her warm chest. With a loud half laughing yelp from her, his hoof rested on the snow piled on her bare chest with a devilish laugh. "Ahahah! Do you concede!?"

"Yes! Get it out! Get it out!" She begged desperately; her eyes squinted with near tears. The retired villain pondered a moment whether to help, further continuing his playful torture before finally granting her wish.

"Oh fine." He chuckled, lowering his muzzle to bite at her zipper. Pulling down to show the half-melted snow, which he smoothly proceeded to brush off the snow off and over her shoulder. "But I win." With a shift in his weight, his hooves rested in the snowy mound on each side of her head, encasing her under him as she shivered slightly. "Still cold?"

With a gulp, she slowly nodded. The mist escaping her lips in a gasp. The doctor's lips pressing over her bare chest to slowly lick off the remaining snow. She shuddered under him quietly as he firmly lapped up the remaining snow, leaving her chest damp but warm under his now hot breathing. His facial fur tickled against her chest while she gazed down at the glowing emerald gaze. "W-woah." Her chest was beating like a drum.

Time moved forward again from the intensely intimate moment as he graciously zipped her back up with his lips as though it never happened. He rose back up, checking around the empty park for anyone before looking back down at her. "For first dates, I think this went rather well so far."

The filly sheepishly chuckled before looking away, still bright red under him. "I never said this was a date!" She huffed, getting a warm laugh from the stallion. The small pegasus bit her lip gently, seemingly unsure of herself before looking up at him. His still gleaming smile making her chest tighten after thinking about how warm that tongue was. "If it was... They'd usually end with a kiss, huh?"

Caballeron's smile closed curiously, letting a hoof rest on her hat. "So, you've decided?" He uttered, letting his playful demeanor drop while admiring her plush face. The soft roundness almost making him sweat as she gazed up at him uncertainly. Then sharpening her focus after thinking, a light nod agreeing.

"I'm still a bad stallion, Scootaloo. I'd be robbing cradles instead of tombs this time. We either have to stay together quietly or I'll have to run off." He explained seriously. His voice still hopeful above her as his silhouette under the rising sun towered above. "Will you accept my kiss?"

She swallowed, seeing the warm puffs of air escape his lips as the next question tightened her chest. It was time? He accepted her feelings!? "Y-yeah!"

The comforting aged gaze of the beige earth pony squinted happily, closing in as his face became more detailed. His presence all around her like a blanket of warmth through the winter air. "I'm an older stallion, Scootaloo. It won't feel like how you imagine it." He explained, his hoof lifting her face to his as she felt his stubble rub softly on her cheek. It was rougher than how they described it in books, but something about its coarseness made her loins feel incredibly warm. Especially at realizing just how much larger his muzzle was than hers.

"I want too. Please." She softly begged, feeling his nose rest on hers as she sank into the snowbank gently. No words left his lips. They were already wrapped over hers as a deep warm hum escaped with the deep adult kiss pressing into her.

A small whine escaped her nose as he melted on top of her, gently parting the kiss with a small sigh along her quivering lips. The softness of his lips mixed with the rough edges of a grizzled explorer made her squeak gently as the larger tongue gently lapped over her upper lip, parting with a soft sigh. "Then it's settled. I can't wait to see you more." He whispered.

Her own lips exhaled into the cool air, her rising heat meeting his as she gazed up at him. "Yeah." She could only say. She couldn't imagine how shocked anyone would be by this development, glancing left and right in the quiet park.

Taking her cue, he lifted himself off her and helped her to her hooves, brushing the snow off her coat first before himself politely. "Happy Hearth's Warm-." He smiled, moving forward to embrace her, only to clumsily fall flat on his chin with a thud. The filly blinking before letting out a scratchy audible laugh at the older earth pony.

"Smooth moves, old timer." She giggled, carefully stepping to him and sliding under his chest, helping him stand as he huffed in embarrassment.

"Don't let the grey fool you, I'm not there yet." He gripped, making his way up properly before the two realized their position. The stallion feeling the warm flank under his belly as he gulped slightly. His own shuddering audible through her hat as he leaned down, kissing her cheek. "I'm still spunky."

"Who says spunky!?" She laughed even harder, sliding out from under him towards his skates indented in the snowbank, flinging them back to him so he didn't have to fall again.

"Capable?" He blinked, slipping them back on and standing back more stoically on the ice. "Driven?" The filly shrugging in response. "Virile? Y-yeah, that's the one."

Scoots glided back to him, not super interested in a vocabulary lesson. "Are you sure you don't have a fake doctorate? You're stumbling your words more than on the ice." She gently punched his chest playfully, not with the blade part of course.

"It's not stumbling, just trying to find the right one!" Cab protested, seeing the filly skate around him in circles before her stopping in front of him.

"Can I have Hearth's Warming at your place?"

He was still muttering explanations to try and justify his lack of tact in flirting before stopping mid-sentence, looking down at her. "At my place?"

"Yeah. My aunts have it early and then I usually go to Rainbow's but she's having it with her friends all night." The pegasus flapped her wings, propelling herself again in circles. He gave her a bit to think about it while her bomber jacket flapped from the greater speed, managing to circle the small pond before coming back panting. "What do you think?"

He was still pondering, realizing he'd have to clean the place up before her arrival. He didn't expect her to visit so soon! "I suppose, it'd be nice to have company." The stallion beamed, moving himself a bit as the two begun skating side by side. "I'm sure it goes without saying but be sure not to tip off your friends. Retirement on the run sounds exhausting." He grumbled, feeling his hair becoming greyer already.

"It'll work out. At least you're not filly napping me to get revenge on Rainbow or something." She giggled, getting a hearty laugh from him. "Yes, that would be a silly plan. Doubt I'd get away with it."

Hours later, Caballeron looked over the near rancid dishes in his sink and the number of papers and other school related items strewn about his domicile. He had moved his personal train car onto a separate, disjointed track along the edge of Ponyville. Hoof built as a small tucked away track that could rest his cart on a bought plot of land.

The town could be watched from across the river with a good view of the castle, a good walk to the school that helped with the stallion's health. Despite numerous complaints of the faint smell of cigars on him from other teachers, he still enjoyed its warmth and earthy scents of his brand, as well as his hearth's warming brandy.

He was convinced he'd be spending the holiday alone, ready to simply read and enjoy his drink during the winter break but was now tasked with being presentable. With nervous haste, he dove right into the mess. A long time washing up his dinnerware and organizing his rest area.

He had a sizable train car, able to take long journeys and carry equipment he used during his working days. In the front, his lounge area. A gorgeous maroon colored living room, complete with a fireplace with a built-in chimney on the train car. The soft carpet complete with a set of curved couches around a coffee table. His personal chair near the fireplace, he still had to clean the soot under the previously burned wood but was in no hurry yet. The bookcase next to it being his most prized source of entertainment, now stuffed with textbooks he had to go through over nearly a third of it.

Near the front was the dining area, more of a compact kitchen then anything. With the front wall decorated with cabinets and kitchenware, as well as the sink, open counter, stove and oven. Past the sliding door to what would've been the way to the next train car, he had the last remaining cushioned seats from the retired car, putting a dining table in the middle, only able to hold four ponies. It was his favorite place to sit even when the train car was in use, the cushions replaced time and time again from years of use.

He finished up his cleaning in his guest area by wiping the table with a cleaning rag, pondering all the years wasted chasing treasures and being thwarted by Daring Do. Probably his longest task just remembering the bug bites and sleepless nights in the jungle, seeing the streams and vines in the leftover soapy water as he rubbed the table clean.

The boarding door knocked behind him, making him jolt with a yelp before looking at the clock. It was only 6 pm! He hadn't even gone to get food yet! He paused before tossing the rag in the bucket, quickly carrying it into the cleaning closet near the sliding door before rushing back. Gently he opened the built-in swinging door to see a bundled up Scootaloo burying her face in her jacket outside, the wind clearly stinging her face. "H-hey Doc."

"You're quite early. Are your aunts doing okay?"

"Yeah, like I said. We have dinner early and they were more than happy to kick me out. Between you and me, I think they do the naughty stuff when I'm gone." She leaned in as if whispering with her hoof against her cheek.

Her host chuckled warmly before stepping to the side inviting her in. "Well, I'd know a thing or two about that. Come on, you look like a reindeer with that red nose." He smirked, watching her immediately hop in to get out of the cold. "I was going to order out but you're probably full still, hm?" He inquired casually, closing the door behind her.

"Yeah, we had a big meal." She spoke, admiring the train car and how homey it was. The smell alone was so... Adult. With the strange mix of the fireplace, the cigar and the stallion next to her she thought she might be in some kind of casino. Her thoughts were interrupted by her hat slipping off, turning to spot her teacher hanging it up, spinning to help again as she saw his face close in. With a squeak she placed a hoof on his should, lifting so her could slide her zipper to the bottom. The filly's blush growing as she felt his presence near her thighs, the stallion politely coming back and biting her bomber jackets collar and lipping it off. "Thanks."

Caballeron finished hanging it before she realized what he was wearing. Nothing.

Now it was more common not to wear clothing, but something about seeing her teacher's bare shoulders and lack of a shirt and scarf seemed so foreign to her, like he was missing his look and completely bare. "Of course, Make yourself comfortable. I'm not so hungry right now either, I can make something quick later."

"Do you have a bathroom? I forgot to go before leaving." She asked, the stallion pausing as he realized something horrid. He forgot to clean his bedroom, which she had to go through to get to the restroom.

"I... Yes. I live here after all." He laughed nervously, leading the way towards the back of the car. His hoof almost shaking as he opened the door to reveal his horrid secret.

His bed wasn't made.

"Woah nice room!" The filly hopped in, spotting the door near the back. She took her time while admiring the layout. To the left was a small bar area, where different bottles were stacked behind a glass case, a bar table as well where he had his own crafted brand on tap, though her young mind wouldn't have noticed. Another exit to Caballeron's back yard was to her right and his wardrobe further to the back. A desk on the left and right in the center was a similarly maroon, red bed spread, recently used and unkempt. Something about the entire room almost familiar to her in a way, but there was no need to think about it too hard. She had to piss. She finally disappeared out of sight past the bed into the door on the left, where the back of the car was simply a large bathroom with an exit in the back.

"Sorry about the mess." He huffed, at least the bathroom was clean. That would've been soul destroying if he didn't do that first. He calmly tidied his room, fixing up the chest pieces on display on the small table near the exit and making his bed.

Was she staying the night? He gulped slightly, imagining it as he lifted his hoof about to tug on his collar. His body froze as he realized there was only his fur, making him glow red realizing he was bare when letting her in. Did she notice? Or did she not mind?

He heard water running before the filly popped her head out, seeing him over his bed near the wardrobe cleaning. "Are you cleaning? Your room looks fine, you should see mine! I got my pillow stuck on the ceiling fan!" She leapt up onto the bed to get to his eye level. The beds frame almost like a fort with privacy curtains surrounding it, not closed yet but roomy.

The doctor smiled a bit embarrassed, letting his own hooves lean on the blankets. "Well try not to set anything on fire at least and it should be fine."

"You're the smoker." She glanced over at the bar, looking back with a judgy look. "And drinker, you running moonshine, mister?"

"I'm a retired criminal, dear. I didn't think I'd live this long, and absolutely. How else do you think we can afford field trips?" He smirked warmly, gazing over the pegasus. The rooms atmosphere slowly shifting as he swallowed slightly, seeing her eye him similarly. "Well... I'm already breaking rules with you here, want a drink?" He asked suddenly, getting a shocked blink from the mare.

"Teach! Are you offering your student booze!?" She asked with a feigned expression of concern, putting a hoof over her mouth. "Cause Rainbow already beat you too it. I'll have a cider if you have it."

The earth stallion expected a lot of things, hesitance or flat-out refusal but not a preference from her. "That's how I could get my revenge, tell your aunts about your bad influence of mentors." He muttered, itching his stubble dumbfounded.

"They give me sips too! I like the honey wine."

"You have issues, kid." He made his way to the bar, opening up a small fridge and getting the two of them glass bottles of the apple acres brand. Popping one on the counter as she hopped up on one of the two bar stools across from him, taking a swig as easily as it being apple juice. "I'm starting to think I won't be the problem in this relationship." He smirked, clinking his glass with hers before knocking it back.

The two let out a simultaneous sigh from their drinks, refreshed and in Scootaloo's case already slowly feeling the warmth seep into her bloodstream. "I didn't expect this place to be so classy." She snickered to herself, sitting back as the older gentlecolt took her bottle away, shocked that she knocked it all back with him.

"I'll have to get locks for my drinks." He grumbled to himself while under the counter, putting the two in the recycling bin underneath. HIs head rose too quick as he hit his noggin on the bars edge with a loud thump. "Ow!" He sucked air through his teeth with a hoof on his dark mane, raising back to see Scoots leaned on the counter.

"Are you okay?" She asked worried. Her leaning very close to his face as he groaned, unsure if it was bad or not. He hit it pretty hard. "Lemme see." She requested, letting him remove his hoof to show only a slight bump.

"What's the diagnosis, Doctor Scootaloo?" Caballeron half joked.

"It's a pretty serious case of the ouchies, sir. I'm gonna have to operate." The filly spoke gruffly, trying her best impression of a tired, worn-out medical practitioner. He glanced up before her small hoof pressed on top of his snout, pushing his head back down before he felt a soft pair of small lips press over his head. The soreness immediately subsided with other, more lustful feelings distracting him. "Better?"

"Like a new pony." He smiled, feeling her hoof pull off as she kept on the bar table. The filly was blushing herself, looking proud at her attempts at an intimate moment. A new question arose as the blur of the bed came to clarity behind her. "Are you planning on staying the night?" He asked bluntly.

The rosy cheeks spread at the question, following his gaze to the passionate red sheets before turning back with a nervous gulp. "Is... That okay?"

"That's up to you. I also have the couch in the other room but..." His voice trailed off, letting his face fall closer to hers so she could feel the heat radiate from his person. "I'd love to share that bed with you." He whispered, making the filly melt inside as she shuddered at the deep rumble of his voice.

The warm colored mare felt the large imposing hoof of her company rest on her cheek. Her little chest pounding as her mouth gently parted catch his lips again. This time, the rushed feeling in the pond was gone as she leaned more forward over the table. The warm air from his breathing brushing the fur on her cheek as his head tilted. No tongue invading her maw yet as he simply appreciated the gesture. The slow parting feeling more like their first proper kiss as a couple as she gently breathed over his own lips, giving an excited yet nervous giggle. "I want to do that more." She uttered.

"We have all night, cariño mío." He hummed warmly, pulling her in for a more adult smooch as his large tongue slowly wrapped along hers, letting her taste his breath as he huffed hotly along her lips.

The stallion released her, despite her silent protests before bringing himself around the bar, offering his back for her to ride on. Scootaloo immediately flopped over horizontally with a playful laugh while her steed trotted over to the side of the plush bed, letting her walk off and sit in the middle, a bit wobbly from her tipsiness.

She felt a playful push by the doctor's hoof, making her fall backwards on the large mattress as a warm body of earth pony mass laid flat on her lower half, his hooves on her sides. "You're not going to give me the birds and bees talk, are you?" She smugly grinned, getting a huff from the stallion.

"I believe the writing lesson was, 'Show, don't tell'?" He leaned forward, letting his L sound lull over her upper lip, making her quiver under him.

"We're actually going to...?"

"Have sex? We can try." He spoke plainly. The bluntness and lack of wordplay making her chest beat fast as a hummingbird's. Her legs working themselves as she opened them around his large body. He was already hard ages ago. His cock slowly sliding up her folds with its firm yet smooth texture making her squeak under him. "We'll have to get it ready first, love." He explained, helping her realize taking him dry right there and then wouldn't be very enjoyable. The stallions hoof opened her lips gently, admiring her blushed face as she followed his direction. "Tongue out, jaw loose." He whispered, observing her blushing face. "Now. It'll be odd, but just let your drool do the work. It'll help later."

The small crusader nodded gently, watching his body lift up off of her as a large ebony length swung over her form. It was thick. The shape average for a stallion, though a bit thick. She could even see the vein pumping along it, closing towards her face. Caballeron making sure to slide the smooth head over her belly to see the trail of excitement leaking from the tip.

At first, she was a bit grossed out, it's strange movement and lack of traditional romantic beauty made her a bit timid, not to mention the impressiveness and intimidating shade hovering over her. Then both the booze and the smell hit her at once. The stallion's rowdy scent and her own drunkenness sunk in as she let out a breath of eagerness. She tasted his lips, now his most vulnerable and desiring part of him rested on her nose. "Ahh." She sighed once more with a shiver as her tongue slide under the large head of the shaft. With a gagged moan, the doctor's hips sunk down lo let her taste the rest.

A swallowing gag made her nearly choke as the tip pressed the back of her throat, managing only half of it. Her stallion carefully readjusting to simply lean above and rest his head on his folded hooves, looking upside down to see his shaft disappear into her undersized muzzle. "Gods, your mouth is so soft!" He huffed, keeping control of himself not to thrust deeply. "N-no need to choke yourself, just lick around it so it's easier for you later." He explained, only hearing his cock pop out from her lips to lick along his pulsating cock too answer.

She felt a little more comfortable as his length was rubbed along her tongue, feeling less guard now that he was in such a dependent position. Focusing on her technique, she experimented while licking. A moan when she warmly licked between his cock and swaying balls. A shudder when her lips tickled the underside near the head. Even an accidental nibble over his head made him yelp in a strangely unoffended way as he panted in his arms above her.

A few minutes of enjoying her experimental licks passed before he finally felt his shaft was wet enough for her. "Alright. Just one more thing." He huffed, climbing down to see her pink, winking cherry over her own blushing clit. With no hesitation in his state, she watched in awe as the full length of his orange taster lapped up her folds, leading to a loud moan from her jaws. Her flanks held to hold her wiggles as he wettened her own slit, the hot breathing and slight hums shooting pleasure up her spine. His rough stubble stimulating her in a way the filly's own hoof couldn't do on the loneliest of nights.

"Doctor, please! I-ngh! Please!" She begged, leaning up to hold his head. Watching him feed on her own desire before suckling her cherry with a crass and messy plop, licking his lips with a grin. His muzzle engulfed hers into a deep kiss, pushing her top half back into the pillows as a warm, wet presence pushed between her folds. The tip of his cock opening her pussy slowly as his tongue entered her maw. He was going to be inside her! He was going to surround her. He was so big compared to her that he could bubble around her. The smell of his bitter yet almost fatherly aroma awakening her own desire to be closer. Her grip lifted behind his neck, pulling deeper to swallow his tongue while moaning lightly over his mouth. "Mmmph..."

A soaked, wet squelch pass into her waiting cavern. She had already torn her hymen from trying to find her cutie mark back then, allowing her a much easier time as his tip pressed open her walls. The thickness alone still overwhelming as her lips hung open, tapping his back. The larger equine pausing as her tongue stayed rested on his, openly panting with no care for looks as she moaned softly.

Politely he lifted his hips a bit, shuddering as the tightness easily pushed him back out before he sunk in again, making her arch back under his form, not tapping out yet as he gently licked over her exposed collar, gliding his tongue to her drooling chin. "You're at the ring, little filly. Should I keep going?" He warmly breathed.

Her only answer was to hug around his large head tightly, whimpering in his exposed ear. "I-I can take it. Just push." She trembled softly. The heat of her voice in his ear nearly pushing him over the edge. His cock almost hurt from how tight she was, the heat radiating between her tight, wet walls and his throbbing length.

He moved her head towards his shoulder, tucking her whimpering face into his fur. "You can bite if you need too." He offered, letting his hoof cradle her head into him.

"B-but I'll leave a mark!" She protested, being muffled by his grip as he pulled her in.

"Scarf, stupid." He sheepishly chuckled, getting half of a moan and a groan from realization. It was even winter after all. The feeling of her little jaws wrapping near his neck causing his cock to leap from the anticipation.

With both ponies buckled in, the oversized stallion pushed his lips near her ear with a breathy exhale, almost grinning sadistically at her permission. "Wait..." She paused him, pulling back with water eyes while panting. The eye contact making causing him to worry until she kissed his lips tenderly, laying back. She seemed to want to be able to see him and what he was about to do, putting on a flimsy tough face. "Okay. Now."

Gravity assisted as her bed partner slammed his hips down fully, nearly indenting her belly from the size. His tip pressed against her small womb as the two froze in time. Her pupils shrunken to pins as he panted over her, watching her face fold into a grimace. Her expression sucked air into her maw through her teeth, whining softly.

He couldn't help himself as his full cock stayed stuffed inside her, moaning above her as his tongue hung loosely. A tap on his arm alerted him as he slowly pulled out with a wet, sloppy sound escaping from her freshly opened clit. "O-ow..."

"You alive?" He jested warmly, getting a gentle nod from the young filly. Another slow push, arching her back while her eyes closed to adjust herself over his shaft, exposing her bare belly to show just how deep his cock was. The bulge letting him admire his work.

A few more minutes passed with repetitive slow thrusts from the schoolteacher. Scootaloo, in her struggle managed to adapt to a slow, intense rhythm under the weight of the stallion's body. The painful, foreign skewer fading into a feeling of deep warmth. She swallowed gently before opening her gaze, seeing Caballeron's own eyes admiring her new expressions under him he had never seen from the student before. "What are you looking at?" She frowned embarrassed, seeing his face close in, his nose pressing on hers.

"My Hearth's Warming gift." He hummed, letting his lips tickle hers as her body jolted, the thrusting getting much rougher. A hot exhale washing over the pegasi's muzzle.

"N-ngh stooop. I can smell the cheese." She huffed, blushing bright red while he laughed openly over her sensitive lips. Gods he was so deep inside. She could only smell him now as he licked over her lips playfully. The quivering little mouth couldn't help but embrace the stallions with a whimpering moan. "Mmm!"

One of the doctors' hooves slid to her flank, pulling her lower under him at an angle so he was thrusting downward. Both of their tongues wrestling in the open air while he pounded deeper, letting her breathe before pushing his muzzle to engulf her maw completely.

Wet echoes and hot grunts mingled over the silent backdrop of the snowy hillside out the window. The slow soaked sliding making lewd noises as the guttural moans from Caballeron entered Scootaloo's lips. His firm hooves lifted to pin her smaller limbs down as his unleashed lust ravaged her little body.

Each thrust made the filly yelp into the kissing as he pounded slowly and mercilessly, letting her feel every inch on her hot tender walls. No room was given by him when parting their lips for her to breathe, instead letting his tongue rub over her cheek as she melted under him in an almost zombified moan. "D-dad-doctor..." She huffed, letting her body be enveloped by his embrace as his hooves enclosed around her head. His very breath being the air she breathed while the two's tastes hung over each other messily.

The doctor's deep pants grew heavier, her walls gripping as he slowly rutted her into a bedsheet crater. His hooves unable to keep to themselves while he played with her face like puddy, kissing and lapping over her muzzle like an animal in heat. "I'm going to fill you soon." He rumbled, his own thighs lifting her rear hooves around his midsection while his hooves curled under her shoulders, lifting her into his lap with his full length becoming her seat, moaning from her full weight wrapped around his dick like a cock sleeve, openly licking her tongue. "Haaaaaaah.~"

With the shift in gravity her eyes rolled back as she was sat into her teacher's lap. HIs cock filling her already from the size alone as she moaned openly. He couldn't tell if she was smiling drunkenly or ecstatically from his peaking cock. She also remembered his words earlier as she caught his hungry gaze, wrapping her hooves around his neck in a hug while his own hooves gripped her flanks. "Oohh." She shuddered, firmly planting a kiss on her new boyfriend's lips.

With those words he lifted her for the final round. His earth pony strength combined with her light pegasi body made her his plaything easily. Her kiss becoming howls into his moaning embrace as the wet plopping bounces sunk into her. His full weight crashed over her while keeping her plump hips in a vice grip, the full weight and gravity pounding her insides with deep, adult moans vibrating her very core with each shockwave from his merciless dicking.

Her overwhelmed body trembled as he rocked back and forth, leaking her tongue from her lips to be cradled on his with deep unembarrassed licks. A warm rush of pre hit her virgin tunnel, feeling his lust slowly building through each throbbing push. His licks carried over to her face as she struggled to keep up with the tongue lashing along her cheek, almost laughing between each pause before feeling his firm tip tap her unprotected cervix repeatedly.

The light background of the setting sun disappeared as his hooves curled over her face, letting only his smiling face be her focus as she was ravaged under his near steaming body. The overwhelming heat from his breath and fur rubbing along her form making her pant even harder with each quickening thrust. Now with her own excitement and his pre helping lube she could hear the clear, wet sloshes escaping her folds as his breathing became more vocal.

His size was growing, opening her further with deep growling huffs of desire over her face. The doctor was getting closer.

"Ah hah ah ah!" She couldn't hold her voice anymore, squeaking and melting under him as he unleashed his full male lust like she was a full-sized mare. Her belly bulging with each pounding rut until her lungs begun turning against her. A hiccup escaping, then another. She cried out with a blend of squeaks, moans and hiccups in the grip of the beast above. Her worries and thoughts drifting off to enjoy the heat of this stallion. His own grunts joining in her sounds as he crushed her under his weight.

"Here it comes, little Scootaloo. Breathe." He commanded, watching her head lean back to howl as a full, crushing push spluttered a flood of hot cum into her belly. His maw engulfing hers before she could howl in delight as a wet splatting gush of seed escaped her beaten clit. "MMmmmmmmm!!" He moaned, pinning her body into stillness as she felt the hot flood of warm liquid enter inside, leaking down onto her tail.

Wet smacks echoed as their kiss parted. The Doctor gazing down at the glowing filly shuddering, almost collapsed in exhaustion as his emerald gaze met hers. "I love you." He whispered, getting a fresh blush from the whimpering filly as she buried her head into his chest fur.

"Y-you too." She huffed shyly, getting her faculties back.

With a cautious, soaked pull he lifted his hips. The Filly watching in awe as the impossibly thick cock soaked in both of their fluids gushed out of her folds. A waterfall of cum slopping onto the bed as he sighed in relief. The tightness now relieved. The giant couldn't help but collapse to her side, slipping his hoof under the pillow she laid on and pulling her back into his chest tuft.

"Happy Hearth's Warming, Scootaloo.~"