Author’s Note: I want to propose a question to you, before you read this story. "What would you be willing to do for your special someone or somepony, that you love with all your heart, when they are ill?" Give it some thought. I’ll ask the same question at the end of the story.
“Her Gentle Hooves”
Written by
JaydexTheShadowKnight
“Wake up silly,” you hear a familiar gentle voice speak. Slowly your eyes begin to open. At first all you can see is a bright white blur. Gradually your eyes begin to focus and the fuzziness begins to fade. You notice a figure seated beside you, it moves to block the direct glare of the setting sun.
You sit up, feeling more awake. Finally, your eyes have fully cleared and you realize your special somepony, Nurse Redheart, is there by your side. As your mind refocuses, you remember that the two of you are enjoying a picnic together, on of all days, Thursday. It’s a breathtakingly beautiful evening. The sun has just begun to set, casting the sky ablaze with a wild assortment of enchanting colors. The last thing you recall, you had laid down and allowed your eyes to close. Your eyes widen as you turn to look at her. “Oh my goodness, did I fall asleep?” you ask her with a gasp.
She gazes at you, with her beautiful sapphire eyes. Redheart giggles softly, and answers, “I think you were just dozing off. I woke you before you fell asleep.”
You place a caring hand on her velvety white shoulder. “I’m so sorry about that. I didn’t mean to almost fall asleep,” you assure her.
She smiles affectionately at you. “I know. Just promise me you aren’t pushing yourself too hard at work. I hope your boss isn’t expecting a human to do the work of a pony. But more than that, I really don’t want you to come down with anything from exhausting yourself,” she remarks moving closer to you.
You smile at her, and the two of you embrace, lightly nuzzling each other under the leafy branches of a tall maple tree.
“Don’t worry honey, I haven’t been over doing it at work. And my boss is a very reasonable stallion. It was the peacefulness of the moment,” you reply, lightly sighing. “Being here with you is just so wonderful, and I think I felt a little too relaxed. All I did was rest my eyes for a moment…oh but look.” You point your index finger toward the fiery sky. “We’re just in time to watch the sun set.”
The adorable mare turns her head slightly, to join your eyes in gazing at one of Princess Celestia’s majestic sunsets. She gasps quietly in awe, then you feel her lean against you, in response to you gently squeezing her in your arms. The two of you rest your cheeks together, enjoying one of your favorite pastimes.
She softly speaks your name and says, “I’m so glad you enjoy watching sunsets with me.” A loving sigh passes over her lips and you feel her begin to nuzzle her soft furry cheek against your freshly shaven one. Words cannot describe just how much you enjoy holding her close. The feeling of her warmth, the flow of life from her body, it always leaves you feeling overjoyed.
“There is nothing I’d rather do, than be here with my special somepony,” you profess with the sincerest of voices.
“Aww,” she lightly utters. Redheart repositions herself, so that she can rest her hooves against your shirt covered chest. It always feels wonderful to have her gentle hooves resting against you. Again you tenderly squeeze her in your arms.
As the two of you sit there on the picnic blanket, you begin to think you just may melt into the serenity of the moment. You adjust your right arm from around her shoulder and move your hand to caress her silky pink mane. Redheart is wearing her hair down. After all, she knows you love it that way, and it’s something she does whenever the two of you are alone together.
Your fingers dance tenderly through her delicate locks, adding to the bliss of the moment. You hear her sigh contently, while you both continue to enjoy the sunset. Softly you kiss her on the forehead. “I love you,” you whisper into her ear.
Redheart reaches up a hoof and lovingly caresses your left cheek. “I love you,” she speaks angelically.
Feeling a strong warmth in your heart, you place your hand on her shoulder and motion for her to face you. Your eyes meet and you take a long endearing gaze into her sapphire orbs. Her eyes are always so expressive, so caring, and so very captivating. Unable to restrain yourself, you press your lips passionately to hers. Immediately you feel her hooves wrap around your neck, drawing you closer. You respond by holding her as close as possible. You both continue to kiss, feeling her love for you in every ginger moan she makes. A series of tender muffled moans try to flee your mouth, only making her hold you tighter.
The kiss ends, and the two of you remain embraced. She gazes deep into your eyes, giving you a jubilant smile. “Come on sweetheart. Why don’t we head home? If you’re feeling as wonderful as I am, tonight should be truly magical,” she declares giving you a suggestive wink.
You smile brightly and nod. “Of course. And yes, I am feeling very wonderful…thanks to you,” you confess happily, winking back.
A gentle blush falls across her cheeks as she nuzzles you one more time, before you both stand. She helps you fold the picnic blanket and place it over the basket. Once it’s ready, you lift it off the ground. Then together you slowly leave the tranquil setting, heading for home.
* * * *
The two of you arrive back at your house in Ponyville. The sun has fallen below the horizon and a series of deep blues and dark purples change the sky to night. The moon and the stars appear, and there are just a few patches of clouds here and there making for a truly wondrous vista.
After going inside, Redheart helps you unpack the basket, putting away any leftovers. You barely set the empty basket on the dining room table, before your lover wraps her hooves around your waist from behind. She squeezes you tightly, resting her head along your upper back. Your compassionate mare sighs heavenly, now that she has you in her hooves again.
You turn to face her, staring into her beautiful eyes. In an almost spontaneous manner, you both embrace and share a very deep kiss. The fires of your passions begin burning extremely bright. The two of you continue to kiss and remain crudely embraced, quickly stumbling your way to the bedroom. You’re grateful you live in a single level home, so there are no stairs to worry about. Moving your arms around her waist, you gently lift Redheart off the floor, so you can hasten your trek to the bedroom.
Entering the room, you forget to lift your feet completely and lightly stumble on the small area rug. You attempt to regain your footing as you cross the hardwood floor. Finally, you turn and bump into the side of the bed. Together you fall along the foot end, plopping gently onto the mattress, and your loving nurse is now on top of you. Your lips have momentarily parted, but she quickly renews your kiss. You move your arms and secure them around her shoulders. You can feel her soft mane brush against your hands, adding to your pleasure.
It’s clear that she is savoring every moment as her moans have begun to increase, but are still on the restrained side. Redheart breaks the kiss, and you see her lick her lips as she lightly pulls back. She runs her hooves along your arms and then moves them up to your shoulders. There she discovers you are still wearing your clothes. Your loving mare gives you a sultry gaze and says, “How about losing those bothersome clothes? It’s rather difficult for me to pleasure you, while you’re wearing them.” Redheart moves to the side and quickly runs her left hoof down your chest and gently, but somewhat firmly, rubs your crotch.
Your eyes widen in response to her touch. “Of course my lady,” you respond with a grin, happy to comply. Carefully, you move out from under her and rise to your feet. Walking a few steps form the bed, you quickly remove your clothes, until all you have on are your underwear.
Before you can remove them, you hear her say, “Leave those on. I want the pleasure of pulling them down…myself.” Then Redheart lays on the bed in an extremely arousing pose, shamelessly flipping her tail so that you can periodically see her gorgeous crescent.
Always happy to please her, you smile seductively at her and slowly return to the bed. There you playfully tackle her. She yelps both in surprise and delight as the two of you emerge side by side, facing one another. Redheart gives you a look beyond fondness, and you offer her one teaming with love and desire. Placing your left hand on her right shoulder, you teasingly run it down her slender velvety side, drawing closer to her flank. You look at her half-eyed and continue to smile. “I want you my love,” you declare, watching the emotions roll across her beautiful face.
She lets her mouth drop open slightly, leering at you with seductive eyes. Your lover places her hoof on your hand and guides it past her cutie mark, down below her tail, to her waiting curves. Redheart stops your hand just shy of her marehood. She nods her head, and you slowly brush your fingers against her. Your eyes fill with intrigue, as you feel a distinct dampness gently coat your fingertips. Returning your eyes to her face, you look at her with sheer delight. Gingerly she rubs her hoof along your cheek and whispers, “I really want you…can’t you tell?”
You chuckle warmly through your closed mouth, and then simply utter, “Mm-hmm.” She giggles playfully at you, still lightly caressing your cheek. While Redheart enjoys a spontaneous start to foreplay, she often enjoys how the two of you like to savor things for just a little, before things really heat up. You remember she told you that it seems to make the sex all the more pleasurable. Plus she found if you show just a little restraint, it makes her want you even more.
Keeping that in mind, you move your left hand to join your right, drawing your mare into a heavenly embrace. Gradually you move your mouth closer to hers. You can feel the heat of her breath on your face as you lean in for another exchange of blissful passion. The feeling of her lips against yours feels even more wondrous than they did during your last kiss. In moments, you both decide to intensify the kiss, lightly parting your mouths, permitting your tongues to briefly caress.
As your kiss continues, you move your left hand to the soft fur of her chest. There you rub your hand in a loving fashion, while you feel Redheart place a hoof along your chest. Only after a few circles, she moves her appendage down across your belly making her way to your boxers. There her hoof softly digs against your skin and pulls at the elastic, driving your underwear down. Your kiss ends, and the two of you softly gasp for air. Focusing your eyes on her face, you note the intrigued look in her eyes, as you feel her continue to lower your boxers. Your eyes widen as her hoof gently bumps against your manhood. She moves around it, lowering your undergarment to just below your groin, allowing your excited spire to stand freely. Her hoof returns, and begins softly stroking your sensitive underside. A series of heavenly sighs flee from your mouth as you take in several deep breaths.
Eager to return the favor, you start moving your hand along her soft belly journeying to the place you’ve been longing to touch. Taking a quick glance at her face, she gives you a loving nod. Before arriving at her slit, you rest your hand on her thigh, and affectionately caress her cutie mark. Not wanting to be too much of a tease, you move your hand to her marehood. At first you simply trace the curves with a few of your fingers. Glancing up at her face, you notice her eyes close as she begins to sigh, then you notice a slight giggle, which is just what you were waiting for. Redheart has always been a little sensitive there. She often giggles a bit whenever you first touch the top of her crescent. Then like always, the tickling sensation passes, and she resumes sighing and softly moaning from the pleasant feeling of your loving touch.
While you continue to pleasure her, Redheart’s eyes open, and she peers down at your shaft and her hoof. A sly smile forms on her face, and she begins running her hoof quicker along your length. The tender motions of her lightly fur coated appendage send a series of jolting chills up your spine. You gasp and sigh, feeling an urge to close your eyes. Her touch stirs a very pleasant reaction in your erogenous zone.
You hear her cry out a fairly loud moan as you begin massaging her from within. Her eyes meet yours and she blushes deeply, giving you a somewhat embarrassed look. You smile contently at her, conveying your joy at her little outburst. Her expression softens, and her blush begins to fade, but still partly remains. A renewed smile takes the place of her embarrassment, and Redheart looks at you with even more devotion and desire. “Ready to move on? I know I am,” she remarks with a wink.
Planting a tender kiss on her lips, you pull back to look at her. “I’m more than ready,” you reply moving to sit up.
Redheart sits upright to join you. You move to the head end of the bed, and sit near the pillows. She moves over to you, her eyes still teaming with desire. You place your hands on her slender shoulders and pull her in for another passionate kiss. As you both kiss, she slides closer to you. Redheart properly lowers your boxer briefs this time, allowing your towering masculinity to stand free. Once your lips part, she moves to position herself above you. Her hind legs straddle you on either side, and she moves, allowing her folds to lightly brush against you. Shivers of bliss race up your spine as you can feel the heat radiating from her loins. The two of you gaze deep into each other’s eyes. Tenderly you place your hands on her velvety cutie marks. Redheart makes sure she’s directly above you, and gently you push against her. The delicate petals of her slit part, as her marehood slowly surrounds you. You both moan softly and cast out a pleasant gasp.
Now that you’ve guided her down completely, you pause to take another loving look into her glistening sapphire eyes. “You’re so beautiful, Redheart,” you profess to her.
She can see all that she means to you, shimmer within your vibrant eyes. “My dearest one,” she sweetly utters. Unable to restrain herself further, she begins moving on you. Keeping your hands on her cutie marks, you guide her movements. The two of you quickly fill with pleasure, and burn on with lust. You lock your lips in a heated kiss, feeling the intensity of the moment consume you both. She begins to let out a series of pleasured moans, no longer caring about anything but your blissful union.
You feel a white-hot sensation burn throughout your body, further fueled by the love and devotion you feel for this wonderful mare. In all your life, you are unable to remember when you felt so much pleasure or so at peace, all at once. You whisper each other’s names in between gasps, while your breath continues to grow short.
Redheart urges you to lay back. Your hands remain on her flanks, helping her move even faster. You can feel a powerful build up in your loins, and judging from her increasing moans and quiet whimpers, she must be feeling it too. You notice her body begin to twitch and tremble from the pleasure quaking throughout her. Her eyes close and she moves her head back, letting out an intense moan of delight. You notice a powerful dampness along your manhood, and everything seems to become a blur. An incredible wave of bliss storms across your body, as you feel yourself burst repeatedly inside her. The two of you fill the room with pleasured moans and passionate sighs. You remove your hands from her thighs and quickly pull her down in a loving embrace, wanting her as close to you as possible. Your cheeks rub together as your bodies are continually rocked by the sweet pangs of ecstasy.
Several moments pass and you both fight to regain your breath. Gradually, it begins to return to normal, and you both start to breathe more calmly. She remains on top of you and lightly repositions herself to let her head come to rest on your chest. You feel her tail sweep across your legs as she swishes it contently.
Redheart sighs lovingly and says, “That was heavenly.”
You place a hand along her mane, and begin to softly caress its silky and somewhat mussed texture. “It was truly wondrous,” you profess, softly kissing her cheek.
Your action quickly prompts her to kiss you tenderly on the lips, before she resumes resting her head on your chest. You sigh dreamily, feeling her tail continue to contently sweep across your bare legs.
As Redheart lays there on top of you, she enjoys the gentle heaving of your chest as you breathe. She giggles softly at you, and says, “Your breathing is very soothing…and I can feel your heart beating.”
You tenderly place your arms around Redheart, resting your cheek softly against her head. You sigh, and lovingly remark, “Every beat contains my love for you.”
“Awww,” she gently coos, “You’re so sweet.”
As you both continue to lay there, you begin to notice a firm but gentle thump in her chest. “I can feel your heart beating too,” you express fondly.
“My heart beats happily, because I’m here with you,” she sighs lovingly, moving her hooves to tenderly squeeze you.
You press your lips gently to her cheek, and move to nuzzle her. Both of you can feel the other’s breath on your cheeks as you continue to cuddle. “I could stay like this forever,” you avow, feeling your love for her burn in your heart.
Redheart quietly giggles as she softly replies, “I could just melt into you.” She hears you let out a heavenly sigh. “Can we stay like this for a little longer, before we go to sleep?” she asks.
There is no way you can refuse such a loving request from her. Naturally you say, “Of course my love.”
The two of you remain embraced for a little while longer, then finally you both separate and get ready for bed. After laying back down, the two of you cover and snuggle close. Before long, you drift off to the land of dreams.
* * * *
You awake to discover that Nurse Redheart is already up, but then this is nothing new, for a Friday. After getting dressed, you make your way to the kitchen. A delightful smell greets your nose. There you see your beautiful mare, standing by the stove. She turns her head and smiles your way. “Good morning sweetheart,” she calls to you.
You slowly walk up behind her and place your arms around her. “Good morning, honey. So what are you cooking? It smells so good?” you ask, peering over her shoulder.
“Nothing special, I just thought you’d enjoy a hearty breakfast. If I know you, you’d have probably just made yourself a fluffernutter and teamed it up with a mug of milk or coffee,” she replies.
You snicker at her. “You know me too well. Oh, but look at all of this!” you exclaim jubilantly. You see she is scrambling eggs in the frying pan, and the table has already been set with plates, containing steaming piles of hash browns, two glasses of orange juice, plus Redheart has the normal condiments: jelly, ketchup, salt and pepper sitting on the table.
She giggles at you. “I love that I can impress you with what many would consider a simple breakfast,” she muses. The toaster pops up and she turns to you. “Would you be a dear, and bring the toast over to the table and butter it, please?”
You give her a warm smile, and softly kiss her cheek. “Of course.”
Letting go of her, you head for the toaster, placing the toast on an empty plate. Taking it over to the breakfast table, you carefully apply a light coating of butter to each slice. Redheart arrives next to you, and loads the steaming eggs onto both plates. You set the toast in the middle of the table, while she returns the fry pan to the silent stove.
* * * *
After sitting down for any enjoyable breakfast, she asks you to clear the table, while she finishes getting ready for her shift at the hospital. You are only too happy to clear the table – after all she went to the trouble of preparing such a wonderful meal for you.
With your work in the kitchen complete, and all but ready for your own job, you decide to enter your bedroom and pop in on your lovable mare. Redheart is standing in front of the vanity brushing her mane. You make your way over to her, just as she begins drawing in a very staggered breath. “Ah…ah-ah-choo!” she sneezes.
You pass the nightstand and fetch a tissue for her. Arriving beside her, you utter. “Um here, thought you might need this."
She smiles and takes the tissue from you. “Thank you,” she murmurs. She blows her nose and tosses the soiled hanky in an adjacent waste bin. “That’s better.”
“You okay?”
Redheart sniffles a bit and turns to smile at you. “Oh, I’m fine honey. It’s just my allergies acting up,” she notes, putting her hair up in a bun.
As she focuses on securing her mane, you reach over, picking up her nurse’s hat. You deftly place it on her head, and then wrap your arms around her. “There you go my beautiful nurse, all set,” you grin, nuzzling close to her.
Redheart gives you a loving look and giggles softly at you. “You’re being silly, but you know that’s what I love about you,” she declares genuinely.
You chuckle back at her. Then spying a nearby clock, you sigh. “Well I guess we’d both better be on our way. It sucks that you have to work a long shift on Fridays,” you groan.
She turns away from the vanity and places a hoof along your cheek. “I know it does, but they need me. Besides, the weekend is just around the corner. Then we’ll have plenty of time together…just you…and me,” she whispers seductively into your ear.
You smile at her. “I can hardly wait.”
“Neither can I,” she giggles.
* * * *
Before you know it, your workday has concluded. You eagerly make your way home. The weekend is finally here, and best of all Redheart has Monday off too! She earned some free time away from the hospital, and better still, your boss let you take a personal day for Monday, so you can share a three-day weekend with your beloved mare.
You eagerly walk up to the front door. At first you forget to take out your key, and twist the knob, but to your surprise, it’s already unlocked. You clearly remember checking it in the morning, and know it was securely locked. Just what does this mean?
Venturing inside, you close the door behind you. Immediately you are greeted by a distant voice, “Honey, is that you?” It’s Redheart, only she doesn’t sound quite like herself.
You swallow nervously as you set your lunch bag on the kitchen table. “Redheart, is that you?” you call to her.
“Yes, it’s me, I’m in the bedroom,” she calls back.
You quickly make your way to the bedroom. There you see her laying on the bed, holding a hoof across her forehead. “You’re home early…what’s the matter?” you ask filling with concern.
She sighs heavily. “I feel so dizzy. My head is just killing me,” Redheart remarks.
You sit down at the foot end of the bed, beside her. Gently you place a supportive hand on her side. “Is it your allergies?” you ask, full of solicitude for her health.
“I’m not sure. I just know that earlier today I was suddenly hit with a tremendous wave of dizziness. At first I didn’t think anything of it. Then this afternoon, I went to check on a patient and collapsed. The hallway seemed like it was just spinning. That’s when the doctor insisted I go home and get some rest,” she explains, shaking her head.
You gently run your hand along her back. “So that’s why you’re home so early,” you conclude.
She nods. “Mm-hmm. Nurse Tenderheart walked me home. I’ve been here for almost an hour now,” Redheart mutters.
“Did you take anything for the pain and dizziness?” you inquire attentively.
She nods again. “I took some acetaminophen. But if you wouldn’t mind, could you bring me an icepack? Pretty please?”
You pat her side tenderly and say, “Of course my dear. I’ll be right back.” Returning to your feet, you head for the kitchen. A few moments pass and you return to her carrying an icepack. “Here you are Redheart. I also wrapped it loosely in a piece of paper towel, just in case it might be too cold against your fur.”
The ailing mare takes the pack, and holds it against her aching forehead. The soothing cold begins to work its way into her body. “That’s a bit better,” she sighs. “Thank you.”
Seated once again by her side, you reply, “Anytime my love. Now if you’ll pardon me, I need to get out of these work clothes and clean out my cooler. If you need anything else, just let me know.”
She nods, continuing to hold the icepack. Just as you go to leave, she looks over at you. “Oh, once you get settled, could you bring me some ginger ale?”
You nod with a smile. “No problem. Is your stomach bothering you too?” you ask.
“Not really, the dizziness is just making me feel a little nauseated,” she responds.
“Okay, I’ll be back shortly.”
It doesn’t take you long to change and tend to your lunch bag. Then you enter the bedroom, carrying a tall glass of ginger ale for her.
She looks up and does her best to smile. “You’re back.”
“Yes, and here’s your ginger ale, just the way you like it,” you announce, setting it down on the nightstand, next to her side of the bed.
She looks at the glass and sees you have added two ice cubes to it, and a flexible straw. Redheart smiles at you. “Thank you,” she says, taking a sip from the glass.
“You’re welcome.”
The rest of Friday night goes pretty well. Her dizziness seems to fade, and at least she is able to join you for dinner at home. But Redheart continues to complain about feeling very tired and somewhat drained. You happily tend to her needs as the night presses on. The two of you end up going to bed early that night, a little after ten. It’s your hopes that she will be better in the morning.
* * * *
The night has passed rather well, and the two of you sleep peacefully. Perhaps she is out of the woods.
You sit up to greet the new day, but as she sits up to join you, something doesn’t seem right. Looking over at her, you notice her sapphire eyes seem a little dull and glassy, plus her face seems a bit flushed, and you didn’t do or say anything to make her blush.
“How are you feeling?” you ask.
She glances your way and places her hooves on either side of her head. “Oooh, my head. It feels like someone has it clamped in a vice,” she remarks, sounding a bit on the congested side.
You lean over and place the back of your hand along her forehead. “Oh my gosh! You’re burning up,” you reply, trying to conceal any trace of panic.
She sniffles in an attempt to clear her stuffy nose. “Oh I’ll be fine. This is probably just a head cold. Though I wish somepony would make the room stop spinning,” she gripes, in a less than pleasant tone.
“Then just lay down,” you urge, gently guiding her back to her pillow. “You’re not going to like this, but I think you’d better take the advice you give your patients, and get some rest.”
She lets out a congested and frustrated sigh. “Why did I have to get sick now? We have plans for this weekend,” she moans shaking her head.
Leaning over to her, you place your hand along her lightly frizzed mane. Softly you kiss her head. “Don’t worry about that. Right now, all I care about is seeing you get well,” you profess with a sincere voice.
Despite her level of discomfort, Redheart still manages to beam you a loving smile. “I’m so happy that you’re my special somepony,” she responds, resting her aching head on her pillow.
You return her smile, caressing her mane one more time. Carefully you rise to your feet. “Well, I’m going to get dressed, and take care of the morning rituals. You just focus on getting better. Oh, would you like one of your allergy pills?” you inquire.
“Yes, the one with a decongestant, that is…if you don’t mind,” she replies, still sounding a bit out of it.
“Of course not,” you remark, finishing getting dressed. “I’ll be right back. Oh and I’ll bring you some more ginger ale, if you like?” Redheart nods.
You make your way to the kitchen and fetch the items she needs. Then after a few minutes, you return to her. The ailing mare takes the medication and chases it down with a few sips of her drink.
“Thank you,” she expresses.
“You’re welcome. Would you like anything for breakfast? For that matter, how does your stomach feel?” you ask, trying to be attentive.
She gives your question some thought. Then she replies, “It feels okay, but I should probably take it easy, just in case.”
You nod, and agree, “Right. In that case would you like some buttered toast or perhaps some saltines?
“Either would be fine.”
“Okay, I’ll be back.”
After preparing her food, you return, carrying a plate with two slices of lightly buttered toast accompanied by a freshly opened pack of saltines. You set the plate on the nightstand, and set the crackers behind her glass, next to the table lamp. “Here you are honey. I made two slices, just in case you are more than a little hungry, but don’t worry if you aren’t up to eating both. And I brought the crackers, just in case you might need something to snack on later,” you beam thoughtfully.
She smiles at you once again. “Thank you sweetheart. I don’t…ah…ah…ah-choo!” Redheart sneezes.
You thoughtfully grab a tissue from the nightstand. Holding it up against her nose, you say, “Blow my love.”
She does her best to clear her stuffy nose. You give her a few seconds, to make sure she’s finished. Then after gently wiping her nose, you toss the tissue in a nearby trash can. A rosy glow accompanies the flushness on her cheeks. “You didn’t have to do that,” she responds.
“Nonsense. Anything I can do to help you…I’m more than happy to do,” you express.
Redheart smiles at you again, and lightly places a hoof on your arm. “What did I do to deserve you?” she asks nearly at a loss for words.
You chuckle warmly at her. “Oh come on, you’re always there for me when I’m under the weather. I remember you had Nurse Tenderheart cover for you, while you came home to look after me for a few hours, that time I was sick a few months ago. I’m just trying to return the favor. I really love you,” you declare, realizing you feel even more devoted to her. She doesn’t speak, but her eyes are teaming with the love she has for you, and almost appear to be glistening from a fresh glaze of newly formed tears. You smile at her, and say, “I’d better go wash my hands. Try to eat something, you’ll need your strength.”
* * * *
As the morning goes on, Redheart continues to suffer the ill effects of her head cold. Thankfully she doesn’t appear to be getting any worse. She is just very drained and tired. Your beloved mare continues to rest as the morning goes on.
You enter the bedroom and see she is awake and sitting up. “You’re up. How do you feel?” you ask, walking over to her.
She gently rubs her hooves along her eyes. “A little better, I guess. What time is it?”
Checking a nearby clock, you reply, “It’s a little after noon.”
“So that’s why I’m so hungry. I managed to eat most of the toast you brought me. And I did snack on a few crackers…before I feel asleep…for like the millionth time this morning,” she remarks, annoyed from having to be in bed all day.
Softly you chuckle at her. “Don’t be too upset. The rest should do you wonders. So what would you like for lunch?” you inquire.
“Something a bit more filling than toast and crackers,” she answers.
Placing a hand on your chin, you peruse your mind for other easy-on-the-stomach food options. Snapping your fingers, you suggest, “How about some hot noodle soup?”
“That sounds great. Oh and could you please bring some more ginger ale, and perhaps a glass of ice water?”
“Coming right up my lady,” you speak politely.
Lunch goes rather well for Redheart. You join her in the bedroom and have a bowl of noodle soup with her. The meal seems to really agree with her and before long, she falls asleep again. You are just glad she is getting some needed rest.
* * * *
A few hours have gone by. Again you come in to check on your special somepony. She seems so cute to your adoring eyes, while she sleeps. Her eyes slowly open, catching the sight of you standing faithfully by her side. Redheart offers you a loving smile as she partly sits up. “Oh my, how long have I been out?” she asks.
“A few hours. You dozed off shortly after lunch. I just popped in to check on you. Do you need anything?” you ask.
Redheart shivers a bit. “Maybe another blanket would help. I feel chilled all of a sudden,” she answers.
Walking over to the closet, you open the door and retrieve a warm tan blanket. After carrying it over to her, you deftly unfurl it across the bed, pulling the top end up near her neck. “Here you are. Is that better?” you ask.
She smiles. “Yes, it…oh…there’s that darn dizziness again.”
“Just take it easy. Hopefully it will pass,” you comment.
“It doesn’t exactly pass, rather it just lessens. Hopefully it will go away, once I’m better,” Redheart replies, trying to focus on her breathing. “Oh no…not now,” she grouses.
“What’s the matter?” you ask curiously.
“I need to pee. Only I’m afraid I’ll trip over my own hooves on the way to the bathroom,” she replies, placing a hoof over her face.
“Well, what if you lean on my shoulder and I help you over. Then I could excuse myself, while you take care of business?” you suggest.
She shakes her head. “That sounds like a good idea, but as dizzy as I feel, I’m liable to lean forward and fall off the toilet, while I’m in the middle of peeing,” Redheart notes. She sighs heavily as she questions, “What am I going to do? I don’t want to wet the bed. I haven’t done that since I was a little filly.”
Thankfully for her, your mind is already brewing up an idea. Turning to her you ask, “Don’t we have one of those urinal containers, you know, like the ones the hospital uses?”
She looks at you a little funny and answers, “We do, in the closet, but what are you getting at?”
“Simple, if you’re too dizzy to make it to the bathroom, then just stay in bed and use the container,” you propose.
Redheart gives your idea some consideration. It certainly would help her deal with the dizziness. She returns her eyes to you. “I guess that will work. Oh, but I don’t know if I have enough strength in my front hooves to properly steady the container. I’m liable to make a mess,” she sighs, flopping her head back onto her pillow.
You smile at her thoughtfully, and respond, “Don’t worry, I’ll hold the container for you.”
“Okay, I…” her eyes widen, now that your words have properly sunk in. “You want to help me…with this?” she asks somewhat incredulously.
“Why not. It won’t be that much different than the time we were out walking in the woods by the park. We both had a little too much ice tea and lemonade at the picnic that day, plus we were no where near a bathroom,” you remind her. You pause to recall that unique day. “Those trees sure were a lifesaver. And if I remember correctly, you enjoyed sharing such a naughty thing together.”
She chuckles softly. “Yeah, that was fun. Still, I don’t know. It’s one thing if you were to just watch me go, but right now…this, just makes me feel so needy and helpless,” Redheart remarks, pulling the covers over her nose.
“But you’re sick. It’s not like you planned this. All I want to do is help. Didn’t you say my kindness is one of the things you love about me?” you ask, hoping to jog her memory.
She lowers the blanket from her face, and nods. “I did. Forgive me, I guess being a nurse, I’m more accustom to doing the helping, rather than being helped,” she replies.
You smile affectionately at her. “There’s nothing to forgive. You can’t help being the pony that you are. Now I’d better go get that container,” you speak, lightly patting her covered leg.
You begin checking the closet for the container. At first there doesn’t seem to be any sign of it. After a quick search of the top shelf, you are a bit more successful. “Aha!” you declare, locating it. To your surprise, it’s still sealed in its shrink-wrap. “Wow, I guess this will be the first time this gets used. Do you know it hasn’t even been opened yet?”
Redheart giggles and calls over to you. “I like to be prepared, even at home. We just never had a need to use it yet,” she muses.
After removing the wrapper, you stop by the bathroom. There you grab a small white towel, and bring both items over to the bed. She does her best to fold back the covers. Looking up at you she asks, “What’s the towel for?”
“It’s in case you leak or dribble, just a precaution,” you note with a soft chuckle. “Now just lay back, and relax.”
You place the container and towel at the foot end of the bed. Then you gently move her tail to the side, while she remains on her back. Taking the towel, you place it along her rear, being mindful of your hands. Letting out a brief sigh, you reach for the urinal. Once you remove the lid, you gently place it against her delicate folds. “Okay now, go ahead and go,” you direct.
“All right,” she mutters. Redheart takes a deep breath, and sighs. A gentle hissing sound meets your ears as you notice her pale yellow stream racing out into the container. In seconds the container begins to fill, with no sign of her slowing down.
You feel a slight start, amazed at the sheer volume she’s putting out. Glancing to meet her eyes, you ask, “Just how long have been holding this?”
She leans her head back and thinks for a moment. “Well I guess it’s been about six hours. I last went about an hour after breakfast,” Redheart replies.
“How come you waited so long?” you ask curiously.
“Well I didn’t really have to go that bad after lunch. I must have fallen asleep, while I was thinking about it,” she notes with a giggle. “Ahhh, that feels nice. It must have been all that water and ginger ale I drank.”
You snicker lightly at her, hoping the blush on your cheeks isn’t too noticeable. Several seconds pass, and finally she comes to a halt. You’re thankful the container is fairly large. “Whoa! You filled this to a little over the three-quarter mark!”
She grins and blushes. “Oh wait,” she speaks, squeezing out a few lingering spurts. “There we go,” she giggles.
You simply smile at her, carefully removing the container and its warm contents. After replacing the lid, you get up and set the urinal on the corner of the dresser, and grab a few tissues from the nightstand. Slowly you reach down to her dampened marehood. There you gingerly dry her with the tissues. Redheart leans her head back and casts out a pleasant sigh.
“Is that too rough?” you ask.
“No…it’s fine. And thank you for not making this more embarrassing by asking if you could do this,” she replies, letting out another relaxing sigh.
“No problem. There we go,” you utter. After tossing the tissues, you remove the towel, and proceed to cover her back up. “I’m going to dump the container and wash my hands. Back in a few.”
“Okay,” she mutters contently, snuggling down under the covers.
After finishing up in the bathroom, you return to her, beaming her a caring smile. “Better now?”
She uncovers a hoof from the blankets, and motions for you to come closer. “Much, thank you,” she answers holding her hoof close to you. Gently you clasp it in your hands, feeling the velvety softness of her fur. She gazes at you with her still somewhat weary eyes. A few moments pass, and she begins to shiver, quickly retracting her hoof. “Ooh, I feel so chilly again.”
“It must have been from being uncovered,” you conclude. You do your best to cinch the blankets around her. “Any warmer?”
She continues to shiver. “N-not really. Lousy head cold,” she growls.
You consider offering another blanket, but the last one didn’t seem to help much. Snapping your fingers, you say, “I have an idea.” Walking over to your side of the bed, you begin to dress down to your underwear.
Redheart looks at you funny. “What are you doing?” she asks.
Turning down the covers on your side of the bed, you crawl in to join her. You look at her lovingly as you place your arms around her, drawing her close. “You said you’re cold. I doubt another blanket will help…so why don’t I warm you up?”
“Aren’t you afraid you’ll catch my cold?” she asks with due concern.
“If I catch it, I catch it. I’d gladly take the risk, if it means helping you,” you profess, looking at her with sympathetic eyes.
Her face softens and her sapphire eyes seem to glisten. “Awww…you really love me…so much, don’t you?” she whimpers.
Tenderly squeezing her, you reply, “You know I do.”
Redheart sighs and places her hooves against your chest. “You’re so warm,” she speaks softly, continuing to nuzzle you.
“Feeling any warmer?”
“Yes, but how long are you going to stay?” she asks, glancing up at you.
You rest your cheek along her mane, and tenderly whisper, “As long as you want me to.” She sighs in response. “How’s the dizziness?”
“Better.” She giggles softly. “You know something?”
“What’s that?”
“While I was peeing, I was thinking about that day in the park. How come we’ve never done anything like that since?” she asks.
You chuckle at her. “Well honestly, I didn’t think you were really into that sort of thing. Besides, we’ve just never really talked about it,” you answer.
“Oh, but I do enjoy it. I just didn’t think you would. Hmm, we’ll have to think about doing that again then. I seem to recall you enjoyed watching me that day,” she chuckles, attempting to give you a playful look.
You laugh nervously at her, but know she is right. Then you give her a suggestive grin. “I wasn’t the only one. When you weren’t looking at the expression on my face, your eyes kept watching me,” you remind her.
Redheart giggles softly. “I know. It was like you said, delightfully naughty,” she responds. A sudden sharp pain shoots across her head. “Agh, lousy sinuses. If it weren’t for this rotten cold, I could get a little friskier with you,” she grumbles, shaking her head.
“Don’t worry about it, I’m happy just being with you. And you’re right,” you begin, “It might be fun to share that again…once you’re better.”
She smiles and lets out a contented sigh, and nestles closer to you. “I love you,” she whispers.
“I love you, Redheart,” you profess back to her.
She lets out a short yawn. “I feel sleepy again.”
“Then rest. I’ll stay by your side,” you reply faithfully.
“Are you going to sleep too?” she asks looking into your eyes.
“Yes,” you say letting out a little yawn, “I could use the sleep. Maybe if I’m properly rested, I can avoid catching your cold.”
She giggles weakly before she falls asleep. The rhythmic sound of her breathing meets your ears. You feel your eyes grow heavy, and in moments you join her under the veil of slumber.
* * * *
Following your nap, the two of you eat dinner. Afterwards, you join her, taking it easy for the remainder of the night, staying by her side.
The two of you are just about ready to turn in for the night. Once again, you are nestled under the covers together. A lone nightstand lamp casts the room aglow in a gentle light.
“Another day down. Hopefully you’ll feel better in the morning,” you speak with a quiet sigh.
“Yeah, sorry about all of this,” she apologizes.
“Don’t be. I wanted to spend this weekend with you…and well, I am,” you muse.
Redheart giggles at you. “The sweetest guy in Equestria,” she replies kissing your forehead.
“I don’t know about that. Surely there are nicer guys…err stallions than me,” you utter modestly.
“If there are…I don’t know what to know about them,” she remarks with a dreamy sigh, nuzzling softly against you.
You reposition your arms around Redheart, holding her close. “Hmmm, I was just thinking.”
“About what?” she asks.
“How we met. Hard to believe it’s been over eight months already.”
Your mare casts out a loving sigh. “I know. And I’ll never forget that day,” she declares softly.
“Me either. That was both the greatest and scariest day of my life.” You pause to collect your thoughts. “Colgate, Bonbon, Lyra and I were carrying on in the park. Of course Colgate decided to show off. I warned her to watch out for that steep ledge, but she ended up falling anyway.”
“I was helping in the ER that day. I remember you arrived with the paramedics, running alongside the gurney. You were so worried about your friend. And then after her minor surgery, you stayed with Colgate…even after visiting hours had ended. I couldn’t help but be drawn to such a caring heart, like yours,” Redheart responds placing her hoof along your cheek.
“I’ll never forget when I saw you. You were so concerned and attentive to Colgate. And then you kept checking on me, making sure I was okay. Worried that I wasn’t getting enough sleep or eating properly,” you recall, gently squeezing her.
She smiles at you. “That why I’m so glad I asked you to join me in the cafeteria, for a cup of coffee.”
You smile at her. “We ended up talking for over three hours. When I asked you about needing to check on your patients, you told me your shift had ended four hours ago,” you remark, snickering at her.
“Yes well, it was the perfect opportunity to get to know you better. And to this day, I’m so glad I spent that time with you,” she declares getting a little choked up.
“Aww honey…I know. I’m forever grateful too. But what really made me fall in love with you…was the time you saw to that little colt. He was crying and so worried about his grandma. Yet you so compassionately assured him, she was in good hooves. You really touched my heart that day,” you say looking at her through glassy eyes.
She playfully smacks you on the shoulder. “There you go again. Just like that day when I was with that colt. I saw you there, pretending to read a magazine. I knew you were using it to hide the fact that you were crying,” she reveals.
“But how did you…?”
She giggles. “After I took the colt back to his grandma, I returned to see you. When you walked over to me, I saw the redness in your eyes. I knew what had irritated them. I think that’s what made my heart fall for you. I just knew after that…we were meant to be together,” she sighs, nestling as close to you as she can.
“Yeah…I know,” you say sniffing back some tears. “Why am I all but crying?”
She giggles at you, choking back tears of her own. “Because you have such a big heart. That’s why.” She whispers your name and says… “I love you.”
“My dearest Redheart…I love you too,” you speak tenderly, and sigh.
“Why don’t we turn in for the night. Hopefully tomorrow will be brighter.”
“Of course.” You nod, reaching over to darken the lamp. You both remain close and after snuggling for a bit, you and your mare drift off.
* * * *
Sunlight beams in across the bedroom window, giving birth to Sunday. You and Redheart are still sleeping close together. A glint of daylight meets your face. Turning your head, you slowly open you eyes, noticing that it’s morning.
Redheart is still resting quietly, and looks so adorable nestled beside you. Slowly, you retract your arms from her, rolling onto your back for a morning stretch. Gradually you sit up, noticing just how refreshed you feel. Your mare begins to stir as her eyes gingerly open, gazing fondly upon you. She sits up to join you, smiling your way as she enjoys a good stretch. Redheart places a hoof along her mouth as she yawns.
Examining her more closely, you notice her face doesn’t look nearly as red, and her eyes seem to be sparkling again. Turning your way she says, “Good morning.”
“Good morning. How are you feeling?” you ask.
She places her gentle hooves around you and pulls you back into bed. Redheart plants a tender kiss on your cheek and nuzzles you very affectionately. “I don’t know…you tell me,” she giggles.
You chuckle at her. “I dare say, somepony has gotten a lot better,” you declare.
“Mm-hmm,” she responds. “And I really need a trip to the bathroom. You wouldn’t want to join me for a tinkle…would you?” Redheart leans close, batting her sapphire eyes at you.
You blush and chuckle warmly at her. “Well I could use a trip to the bathroom. And we were talking about this,” you note.
“Only this time, we can share our naughty fun form the privacy of our own home,” she replies with a wink.
“All right then. Why not,” you express, still having a fond recollection of that day in the park.
Together, you make your way to the bathroom. Even though you are alone in your own home, Redheart shuts the door. Then she very slowly saunters over to the toilet, contently flipping her tail. You join her beside the ceramic basin. For a moment you stare at the seat.
She places a hoof on your chest and says, “You can lift the seat up sweetie. I normally like to stand when I pee.”
“Okay.” You try not to grin, from the naughty mental image of picturing her peeing, while she’s standing on all fours. Shaking your head, you reach down and lift the seat. Looking over at her, you ask, “Do you want to go first?”
She gazes at you playfully. “Why don’t you stand on one side, and I’ll stand on the other, that way we can go together,” she concludes, winking at you again.
You feel a rush of exhilaration sweep across your body. This seems so naughty, yet it’s also quite exciting. You follow Redheart’s advice and stand on one side, while she stands on the other, checking her position to the toilet. Then she proceeds to move her pink tail to the side, and lightly spreads her hind legs. You tug your underwear to the side, freeing your intrigued manhood. Not wanting to waste this opportunity, you glance at her flank and indulge a savory look at her crescent.
Redheart looks over at you, a soft blush clings to her cheeks. “Ready?” she asks. You nod. “Then go ahead and lead us off,” she speaks in a seductive voice.
“Okay,” you utter. Relaxing, you let out a sigh as you release a beam of light yellow urine into the toilet, gradually getting up to speed. Looking up, you hear her sigh pleasantly as a pale yellow stream flies out from her folds, arching into the basin, joining your mini torrent.
Redheart gets up to speed, fully relaxing her bladder. As you stand there peeing beside her, you feel a strong nostalgia fall across you. The less than subtle scent of your streams takes you back to that day in the woods. You turn to see her looking right at you, smiling. Apparently she really is into this. You smile back, as the two of you enjoy watching each other’s little show, listening to the sound of your dual streams racing into the toilet.
Several seconds pass and you both gradually empty, ending with a few lingering spurts.
“Mmm, that’s much better,” she sighs.
“You can say that again. Ahh,” you voice, sharing a relieved sigh with her.
“Oh, right,” she utters.
“Huh?”
Redheart reaches her hoof over and places it tenderly along your fairly stiff member. Gently she shakes the last lingering drops out of you. Her delicate touch sends a wave of chills up your back.
Then without a word, she looks at you suggestively and shakes her head toward her haunches. You nod, giving her a delighted smile. After clipping several squares of toilet paper, you lean over and gently dry her marehood. She shivers with pleasure as you deftly wipe along her crease.
Redheart softly shudders from your touch as you continue to dry her. “Oh wow…you even do this with finesse,” she speaks quietly, letting out a few more sighs.
You chuckle back at her. “It’s nothing fancy,” you respond, tossing the used tissue into the toilet.
Redheart lowers the seat, while you wash your hands. She flushes the toilet, and looks back at you. “Modest till the end, huh?” she remarks.
“Maybe…anyhow, shouldn’t you wash your hooves?” you ask changing the subject.
“You’re right,” she giggles. As she washes her hooves, she turns to you. “So did you enjoy that too?”
You snicker, “You know I did. I think I spent more time watching you, than making sure I was staying on target.”
She looks at you seductively. “Well then, why don’t we do that again sometime…and soon,” Redheart suggests, giving you a winsome look.
“I’d like that.”
As she dries her hooves, she notes, “Oh we should go make breakfast.”
“You really are feeling better. That’s great!” you beam with joy.
“Yes, and we’ll need our strength for afterward. I don’t know about you, but I sure could use a shower. It would be even nicer, if you were to join me…oh and then…” she leans to whisper something in your ear. You grin devilishly at her suggestion.
“Okay then, if you’re feeling that much better. Let’s go eat!” you assert. Redheart giggles playfully at you, following you into the kitchen.
* * * *
After breakfast, the two of you return to the bathroom. You remove your T-shirt and underwear, joining her in the buff. She gives you a warm smile as she pulls back the shower curtain. You can’t help but stare lovingly at her.
Walking up to her, you affectionately run the back of your hand along her hair. “You look ravishing, even with a messy mane,” you remark.
Redheart turns and softly blushes. “You flatterer, but thank you, my love,” she says, checking on the water temperature.
“Anything for you…hmmm…my special somepony,” you speak softly, continuing to caress her mane.
She looks back at you and smiles. “You’ve been so wonderful these past few days,” Redheart notes happily. Checking the water one more time, she notes, “There, it’s warm but not overly hot. It should be just right.”
You chuckle and thoughtfully gesture, “Ladies first.”
She gives you a seductive look as she steps into the tub. Happily, you enter behind her, closing the curtain. Redheart switches the shower on, and the warm water rains down on you both. You take turns washing each other. Redheart starts with you, and seems to savor cleaning every inch of your body, especially your proud spire. She spends just a little more time there, making sure you enjoy every motion of the bath puff. After finishing your body, she looks back into your eyes. Her loving smile is still present on her lips. You smile back, taking the puff from her. Tenderly, you wash her from head to hoof, enjoying every moment. The sight of the soap trailing down her wet torso seems to only add to her beauty. Finally, you wash her marehood, being gentle, while you attend to her delicate folds. She sighs under the care of your soothing touch.
Having finished soaping her, the two of you rinse the suds off each other. Before moving on, you meet for a brief embrace and share a short kiss. You help dampen each other’s hair, then apply a nice coating of shampoo. After clearing the suds from her mane and tail, she proceeds to wash the soap form your hair.
Even though you are both clean, the two of you stand there. The water continues to lightly pelt against your bodies. Again, you are lost in her expressive eyes, and she is staring lovingly into yours. Affectionately, she places her hooves around your neck, while you place your arms around her. Redheart presses her lips against yours, and you happily respond in kind. Securing your arms around her, you relish the kiss. Redheart’s lips are the lips of a lover…a kindred spirit, one that is truly devoted to you. This makes you hold her even more dearly as you let out a series of soft moans and whimpers. Her hooves tighten around your neck, while she begins to gently nip at both of your lips. She adds her tender moans in response to your own. If she could somehow move closer to you, she would gladly do so.
Your kissing session continues for several moments longer. Then your mouths separate. Again your eyes meet, while the water continues to gently stream and trail along your bodies.
Softly, you place your hand along her wet cheek. Your continue gazing deep into hers eyes. “I’m so glad you’re feeling better,” you express, smiling at her.
Redheart returns your smile, and says, “So am I. Why don’t we continue this in the bedroom, my love?”
You chuckle and reply, “Okay, honey.”
She giggles softly, while she turns off the water. Then she steps out onto one of the carefully placed towels. After following her, you take turns drying each other.
The two of you enter the bedroom, already embraced, and feel very refreshed from your shower. Redheart shares a series of short kisses with you, on your way to the bed. Together, you sit along the edge, on her side. There you both share a longer and much more passionate kiss. Her lips pull away from yours. You feel a little short of breath and can hear her lightly gasp. Redheart gazes deep into your eyes, and lustfully remarks, “I’m so horny for you right now.” She sees you prepare to speak, but places a hoof over your mouth. “Don’t say anything…not yet. You’ve been so thoughtful and caring while I was ill.” She kisses you several times, occasionally nipping at your lower lip. Then your mare pauses. “I’ve never wanted you so badly,” she confesses in a sultry voice.
“Oh Redheart,” you sigh, wrapping your arms around her. She softly speaks your name and places her hooves around you. Your lips meet for an even more intense exchange of passion. The kiss quickly evolves, and your tongues tenderly caress one another. Your hands glide gently along the velvety fur of her back, savoring every moment. Redheart lifts a hoof and begins running it through your hair. She starts to moan softly, causing you to moan in response.
Your lips break and you both move to the center of the bed, there your kissing resumes, continuing to intensify. She places her hooves along your shoulders and continues to share kiss after kiss with you. Her tail curls up along your bare leg. You reach over and caress her tail’s silky texture, while sharing another deep lip embrace with her. She moans again, softly running a hoof along your bare chest. Her other hoof taps on your right leg, signaling that she wants you to shift into a ‘v” position.
Happily, you indulge your mare. Your deep kiss ends and you lightly lick your lips, taking in a few deep breaths. She pants briefly, moving even closer to you. Redheart adjusts so you can get a good look at her marehood. Enjoying the sight, you reach down and begin tracing her curves with your fingers. Her mouth opens as she begins sighing with pleasure. “I love your touch,” she whispers.
A smile forms on your lips as you continue caressing her delicate folds. Your fingers trace along the sensitive spot and she briefly giggles, ending with a deeply contented sigh.
Redheart moves her hoof down across your chest and belly, arriving at the elastic of your boxers. Slowly, she lowers them, freeing your aroused manhood. She savors a brief stare, before tenderly caressing you with her hoof. Shivers cascade up your spine, filling you with ecstasy. “Oh, Redheart…” you softly sigh, “I love your gentle hooves.”
You look up, meeting her affectionate gaze. Your lips lock for another kiss. As her desire continues to mount, she moves her hoof faster along your shaft. Gently you slide two fingers inside and tenderly massage her hungering marehood. She moans softly as you continue kissing. Her other hoof circles against your chest, hoping to pleasure you further. You begin to tenderly moan and sigh from her loving touch. The kiss ends and the two of you continue to pleasure each other. The bedroom starts to fill with a heavenly symphony of moans and sighs.
Redheart leans her head over, and whispers, “I’m ready…if you are.”
You smile and move to her ear, and quietly reply, “I am…my lady.”
You look deep into her eyes, while she gazes back at you. Her eyes continue overflowing with her love for you, making you long for her even more. The tranquility of the moment causes you to sigh, and you reach to caress her mane. Redheart smiles and moves even closer to you. Your eyes widen and you shiver with pleasure, feeling her warm loins brush gingerly along the underside of your spire. You momentarily tilt your head back in response to the euphoria radiating throughout your body.
Craning your head back to her eyes, you gasp softly. You smile at her and place your hands lovingly on her cutie marks. Deftly, you lift her up, allowing her marehood to brush up your shaft and come to rest at its summit. She shudders with bliss and lets out a stifled moan. Redheart’s cheeks turn a rosy red as she gazes back at you. Gently you push upward, allowing her to lower on you. You both moan from the heavenly sensation of joining together.
Your mare wraps her hooves around your neck and forcefully kisses you, moaning hungrily into your mouth. Placing your arms around her shoulders, you return her kiss and moan, feeling your desire for her grow with each passing second.
The kiss ends and Redheart starts to slowly buck her hips on you, gradually picking up speed. She gasps in response to the touch of your hands on her cutie marks. Skillfully, you guide her movements, thrusting upward in contrast to her motions, adding to your bliss.
Her movement really begins to intensify, causing a powerful tingling throughout your manhood. You join her in casting out an endless trail of moans and sighs, feeling nearly overwhelmed with elation. Through the haze of ecstasy, you manage to look deep into her gorgeous sapphire eyes, feeling your love for her burn on brighter than the sun. She shares your gaze, and smiles, before her moans begin to increase. Her breath becomes shallower and you notice the same is happening to you.
A few more moments pass and finally she makes a series of cute squeaks and moans, culminating in a final moan of seemingly endless pleasure. Your feel her body tremble and twitch, as a familiar moisture collects against your manhood. At the same instant, you feel a powerful buildup in your loins. Your body feels almost like it's on fire. Redheart lets out another loud moan, and this time you join her in casting out one of your own. An intense wave of pleasure rips across your body, as you forcefully release inside her.
She falls against you, ending up in your loving embrace, while the storm of pleasure continues surging within both of you. Her hooves wrap around your neck and she nuzzles her cheek against yours as you both begin gasping rapidly for air.
You are hit with a wave of fatigue, causing you both to fall along the pillows. There you continue gasping for air, still sharing a loving embrace. You manage to roll onto your back, with her now laying on top of you. Looking up at her, you notice the formation of tears in her eyes. Your breath is still a little shallow, but you manage to ask, “What’s wrong?”
Redheart shakes her head. “Nothing…I’m just so happy,” she replies as her tears begin to fall along her cheeks. “It felt so amazing, sharing such a deep bond…knowing just how much you love me.”
“Aww, Redheart,” you utter, feeling a little choked up yourself. Softly you kiss her lips. “I love you.”
She rubs her dampened cheek against yours. “I love you,” she replies, “so very much.”
You both lay there for a few moments, allowing your breathing to return to normal.
Redheart adjusts so she can rest her head on your chest. She sighs contently, feeling the gentle rise and fall of your chest. “I love laying on you like this. Your breathing is always so soothing,” she muses, brushing her tail along your legs.
You chuckle warmly. “I’m glad. I enjoy the gentle sweep of your tail…and being able to do this,” you remark kissing her tenderly, running your fingers through her silky mane.
Following your kiss, she sighs again. “That was amazing,” she remarks. “I can’t believe how horny I was.”
You snicker at her. “It was wonderful. But I can’t help wondering what I did that got you so riled up. I mean it hasn’t been that long since we last made love,” you remark.
She giggles softly. “Perhaps it was all of those wonderful things you did for me, while I was ill,” she notes. Redheart runs her hooves along you and nuzzles your chest. “One thing’s for sure, I’m glad I’m with you.”
“Likewise my love,” you utter, softly kissing her forehead. “So what would you like to do with the time we have left this weekend?”
She continues caressing you with her hooves, giving your question some thought. “Why don’t we just stay here…together? There’s no reason to go anywhere, is there?” she asks.
“No. Besides…I’m right where I want to be…here with you,” you profess, kissing her forehead again.
Redheart gives you another loving squeeze. “Awww, my very special somepony…words can’t express how happy I am,” she declares affectionately.
“I know how you feel,” you whisper. She lets out a quiet yawn. “Are you tired?”
“Not really? I slept most of the last 36 hours,” she answers.
“So then you don’t want to take a little nap?”
She yawns again. “No…not really…but maybe,” she trails off, moving to cuddle beside you. “Maybe I’ll…just lay here…and rest my eyes for a…b…bit.”
You turn to face her, and smile. She is already asleep. You chuckle softly at her, placing your arms around her. Reaching down, you pull up the extra blanket and cover you both. She lets out an adorable yawn and moves her hooves close to your chest. You snicker quietly, then feel your own eyes drift shut.
As you sleep with your special somepony, part of you can only wonder what the future may hold for you. One thing is for certain, as long as you are with Nurse Redheart…nothing else really matters.
Your story with Nurse Redheart will continue…
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Author’s Note: Now that you’ve read the story, I’ll ask again. "What would you be willing to do for your special someone or somepony, that you love with all your heart, when they are ill?" Did your answer change? Would have acted differently than the “you” in this story did for Nurse Redheart? Feel free to share your answers along with your comments. Thanks for reading!
