Sweetie Belle placed her hooves on the end of the bed before licking the length of his dick. "What do you say I take care of this poor baby?" She purred softly before kissing the tip. Swift let out a soft moan as he considered his opponents.

"Your sister did say you were of age." He confirmed. After a moment he smiled and moved so he could sit back on the bed. "Ok then. Come and have your fill."

Smiling Sweetie hopped onto the bed and latched onto his dick, wrapping her forelegs around his dick as she took the tip into her mouth. As a second thought she repositioned herself so her hind legs were on either side of his head.

Taking the invitation, Swit wrapped one foreleg around her and held her close and started licking her pussy as the other leg pressed her head gently onto his dick to encourage her to get to sucking.

To Sweetie's credit it didn't take long for her to start a rhythm. Sadly Swift noticed she wasn't able to go very deep. He quickly felt himself approaching his climax thanks to her small mouth. And he could taste that she was quickly approaching her own climax and decided to start sucking as he pushed his tongue into her.

As she started to cum into his mouth, Swift held her head in place and shot his load into her. For a few moments she was able to swallow a few decent shots, however it quickly started to ooze from her mouth and nose as her belly inflated.

When he finally let her go, she pulled off and collapsed on him. Sweetie did her best to keep her mouth shut as she tried to swallow what was left in her mouth and catch her breath. When she was finally able to breathe she let out a soft moan as she licked her lips. "Thank you Swift. That was amazing."

"Glad you liked it." He replied softly. No longer feeling as eager to get out and just a little tempted on just going to bed. Just then he blinked and looked down to see Sweetie had turned to face him with a soft smile.

"I wonder how I'd compare to my friends." She giggled.

"If they're around the same age as you are… or older. I don't see why we can't set up a little get together." He replied, licking some cum from her face. "But we should do something about the smell of sex."

Sweetie smiled and lit her horn for a moment before giggling. "Done."

With an amused sigh he watched as she fell asleep on him and decided to follow her lead.

The next morning, Swift made his way down the street proud of how he managed the morning surprise. Rarity walked in and saw her sister cuddled up to his chest like he was a big teddy. "She had a nightmare and didn't want to disturb you." Was the claim he made. And surprisingly, not only she believed him. But she also praised him. Even welcoming him back to foulsit.

Taking a deep breath he looked around and thought about what to do today. "So many options." He muttered, eyeing the crowd. After a few moments he froze as his eyes widened at a familiar sight. A timid mare walking down the street with a soft wave in her mane and a small curl at the end of her tail. "You gotta be kidding me. It's her." Gulping he realized that he had agreed to stay at her place next.

Turning he quickly started making his way down another street in hopes she didn't see him. Thankfully she was preoccupied with something. After a few minutes of walking, he stopped at a table that was outside and sat down before slamming his head into it a few times.

With a sigh he rested his head on the table with a groan. "I really have to get my act together." Just then his earth twitched at the sound of somepony clearing her throat.

Looking up he saw an uptight mare which her nostril turned up. "This is a high class respectful company. I'd like you to leave." She practically grunted.

Swift sat up and glared at her then used a wing to call over a waiter. "Can I help you?"

"I'd like a-."

"Don't serve this riffraff anything." She huffed. "Get the-" She froze at seeing the waiter bow his head to Swift. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING? I WANT YOU TO-"

"Is there a problem?" Knuckles asked, walking over. As soon as he saw the mare, he rolled his eyes with a huff. "Hello mis Ritch."

"I want you to arrest this rufion." She huffed.

Seeing Swift smirk with a small nod, Knuckles turned and bowed. "Sorry lord Swift. But I must ask you to come with me."

Smiling Swift got up and looked over at the mare as she scoffed at him. Turning he smiled at the waiter. "Do let the guard know where I can find you if she has you fired." He said before following Knuckles. "Please bring me to a pub or somewhere I can get stone drunk."

Knuckles nodded and rounded the corner to a saltlick. "Some of the guys told me about this place. I thought you'd like it."

As they got closer Swift lit up at the familiar scent of sweet, booze, and smoke. Licking his lips Swift was doing a little dance and squee that he knew ponies would have a few things to say. But he was still tempted to do it anyway with how excited he was. That dam burst as soon as he saw one word on the sign. "Wait here for a sec." He instructed before vanishing into a nearby alley and let out his pent up excitement. "EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

A few moments later he came back out dusting off his vest. "Not one word about this." He ordered. After Knuckles nodded they went inside and Swift made his way to the counter. "A bottle of your strongest stuff!"

"We don't serve foals." The stallion behind the counter huffed.

"Then I'd like to see the owner." Swift replied.

The stallion laughed "I am the owner little-" he froze as the air around him seemed to freeze. Looking at Swift he suddenly felt as if he was at cea in the middle of a storm eyeing down a demon.

"I'd like to take this place off your hooves." Swift informed. "You don't mind. Do you?" He waited as the stallion looked at him in fear. "No complaints?" He looked over to Knuckles with a smile. "Witness?"

Knuckles nodded and approached the counter. "Please verify that you are passing ownership to Lord Swift." Without looking the stallion pulled out a scroll of ownership and passed it to Knuckles before fleeing the pub screaming about the reaper.

Swift went behind the counter. "Where's the rum gone?" He thought before locating and pulling out a bottle of rum. "That just happened." He remarked in mauk surprise as he mentally did a little dance thinking "still got it". Sitting at the bar he took a swig from the bottle. "Now to get new staff." He sighed.

Author's Note

Got a new proff reader. Thank you Darksoul85 for your help. Hope you enjoy what I put your OCs through.