Need for Seed: Most Wanted

by Vis-a-Viscera

Rating: mature
Tags: Sex, Anthro, Drama, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Starlight Glimmer, Romance, Equestria Girls, Porn, Adagio Dazzle, Profanity
Length: 7652

3rd time's the charm at the Canterlot Carwash—who better for Adagio to work it on than a sexually starved Starlight Glimmer?

For the third time, our eyes turn to the Canterlot Carwash, and another Siren-mare pair it's brought together with perverted intentions. Indeed, the organizer of this eye-opening event, Starlight has some needs to work out herself. Can Adagio help her move past her internal struggle, will the control-craving side of this mare once again take the Dazzlings' leader for a rutting ride of her own? (Oh, like you don't know the answer already.)

Pic credit goes to KevinSano. Thanks to Breathtaking Carnality for pre-reading/editing!

KINK WARNING: F/F ♦ Oral ♦ Futa ♦ Vaginal ♦ Anal ♦ Oral ♦ Cock Worship ♦ Titfucking ♦ Dom/Sub Shifting ♦ Cunnilingus ♦ Multiple Orgasms ♦ Multiple Positions ♦ Marital Press

Published 2022-10-19 21:00:01 UTC
Last updated 2022-10-19 21:00:01 UTC

Dazzling With the Stars

Author's Note

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Dazzling With the Stars

Starlight Glimmer jammed her eyes shut, hoping the familar figure in front of her wouldn’t screw up the day she’d spent hard at work. Just this afternoon, she, Tempest, and Trixie had offered their services for countless hours to make sure every vehicle in their lot was left sparkling, a selfless duty meant to show their reformation and diligence. Visually, and financially, this Canterlot Carwash event was a smashing success, for her and Canterlot High alike.

And yet, if Starlight opened her eyes, she knew the maddening grin of Adagio Dazzle would be glinting back at her like so many uncatchable pearls.

So, yeah, Starlight's eyes were staying shut. Maybe the smirking Siren would think she was out on her hooves. Maybe—

“—You know, your face is gonna stick like that if you keep squeezing it.” Adagio’s maddeningly cute voice fell into the mix, adding to the attack on Starlight’s sensibilities. Even without a gem dancing on her neck, the Siren’s voice stirred life into Starlight’s cheeks—and heart. “And if you do that, what’ll be left for me?”

As if I’m not already yours. Starlight inwardly groused. Her heart was in orbit, though, thanks to the gorgeous Siren in front of her, and her eyes drank in every inch of well-toned golden skin Adagio showed off.

“The silent treatment now, Starry?” Oh, look, one of Starlight’s many nicknames that she detested. So why did she shudder in relief at the word falling from Adagio’s lips? “Cuz if so, I doubt your running buddies will keep to it.”

Starlight couldn’t help it; her pathologically curious eyes opened to peer past the curly citrus clouds of Adagio’s hair. The first thing they witnessed was to Adagio’s left; specifically, Aria in the driver’s seat of the car ahead, her finger walking up Tempest’s muscled abdomen. Judging by Tempest’s expression, her heart was just as much in a bind as her lip, caught between her teeth as Tempest twitched.

To Adagio’s right, a big black muscle car—a Mako, if Starlight remembered the model correctly—was ground zero for another face-to-face between a mare and a Siren. In that case, it was Trixie and Sonata, their blue skin a perfect complement to each others as they glistened with suds and sweat, respectively. Between Trixie’s rapier-sharp gaze, and Sonata’s hands fiddling with the hem of her hoodie, it seemed the car’s cleaning would take a backseat to the girls’ front-seat frolicking.

“Used to be we were the ones who couldn’t keep our hands off each other.” Starlight’s statement came out as a heady whisper.

“Don’t I remember?” Adagio grinned. “Just me… and you…” Adagio leaned closer, her jasmine-tinged breath making the hairs on Starlight’s neck stand as stiffly as Starlight herself. “And that beautiful fuckin’ rump-tanning Staff of Sameness.”

Starlight gulped audibly, a blush turning her cheeks a dark purple. “D-don’t remind me Adagio…”

“Like I’d forget how hot it was when you were the take-charger ready to overrun Canterlot High,” Adagio said. “Remember how our first session went, Starry? How obsessed you were that everything was… just… right?” Her last three words were punctuated by a prod of her manicured fingernail into the valley of Stalright’s cleavage.

Starlight sucked her lip more with each poke, the feeling like a torch was being lit in her forge of a heart. That was saying something, too. Her shirt was still damp and wrinkled from her own ventures in car washing, the material uncomfortable on her chest. It made her crave Adagio’s touch more, made her chest push into that intruding digit of the Dazzlings’ leader further.

“Think it went something like…” And then Adagio’s voice lifted into a perfect mimic of Starlight’s. “‘It’s not right unless your cheeks are equally red, Dazzle’. Let me know when I get warm.”

Starlight barely kept herself from retorting that it’d be easier to tell Adagio when she started getting cold. Her eyes were still magnetized to the Siren’s own, raptly reading every word that fell from Adagio’s lips like they were gospel.

Whatever talk there was of the Sirens’ voices being robbed of their hypnotizing pull, it was falling deaf ears in this mare’s case.

“And then, there’s how desperate you were to please,” Adagio continued. “How you swore you’d do what we couldn’t do to those Rainbooms. How furious you were when I doubted you.” Adagio’s hand shot out to cover Starlight’s, who jumped at the realization that her fingers was knuckled into the hem of her shirt. “How fast you made me a babbling mess with these very fingers.“

Starlight didn’t know when it happened, but her pea-small reserve of sanity thanked her for the stars bouncing in her vision. Two hands had bounced off the register, Adagio letting out a curse as her hand had taken most of the accidental contact.

“O-oh! I’m sorry, Adagio, I swear-”

The hand was back up, silencing Starlight as Adagio regarded her through gritted teeth. It’s…fine.” The angry mark staring back at Adagio from the back of her hand protested that lie. “Probably was pushing it anyway. Especially out here like this.”

Starlight agreed, but for some reason, her attempt to vocally say as much died in a throat that was suddenly tight. “I… I…”

“Seriously, Starlight. Chill,” Adagio said. “You’ve made good for yourself, even if you didn’t have the whole school in your hands.” Her eyes swung to the bits sticking out of the more-than-full till of the register. “More’n most, really.”

Guilt threaded its way through Starlight’s heart like a cold front, the forge of her heart suddenly dwindling to embers. “Look, Adagio, if I’d known-”

“You’d give me nothing I’d accept.” Adagio’s smile vanished, but the electricity thrumming behind her eyes hadn’t faded a bit. “Pity, most of all.”

Shamefully, Starlight broke eye contact. “Was my company one of those things you couldn't accept, either?” she asked.

“It never was.”

That made the painful throb in Starlight’s heart worse, despite how nonexistent apprehension was in the Dazzling leader’s voice. “I swear, Adagio, I tried to make up for that, I—”

“If you show me all the outgoing calls on your phone, I swear I’ll smash it.”

Starlight’s hand—the one fisting in her pocket—stiffened fearfully. “—okay, never mind.”

Adagio let out a breathy sigh. “Sorry, Starlight. Look…” Adagio’s tongue tip ran over her lips, a million words straining behind them before her decision on how to take this talk was made. “That’s all behind us. My siblings are happy with our lot now. So am I-all things considered, I could be in far worse straits. And you, being such a hot draw now…” Her arms extended out. “Guess I can still live vicariously through you for a while longer.”

Starlight, after what felt like an eternity in the half-minute she drank in Adagio’s grateful grin, nodded. “Thank you. That… means more to me than every bit in here.” Starlight’s knuckles rapped on the register again, lighter this time, the jostle of bits within making her heart soar.

“Speaking of…” In seconds, a credit card was being flipped through the fingers of Adagio’s hand, Starlight wondering if Adagio’d been taking cues from Trixie lately. “Should I tip you now or later?”

“Oh, no, I don’t think you have to—”

The edge of the chit was jabbed into one of Starlight's ample tits, making whatever she had to say die around the gasp she gave. “Ah ah ah.’ Adagio said, her voice reverting back to that sexy tilt with the greatest of ease. “I always have enough to treat those who do good work. Especially bad girls like you.”

“I… I shouldn’t,” Starlight muttered. ‘I mean… you gotta understand, Adagio.”

“Hm?” One of Adagio’s perfectly manicured eyebrowed hitched up. “Understand what, Starry?”

Starlight swallowed a wad of saliva—and demanded her heart stop bouncing in her ribcage—before continuing. “After my incident, I was on the brink myself, until Twilight and the Principals set this up for me and the girls. If we get caught…”

“So we won’t.” Adagio’s voice was matter-of-fact, all the more startling considering the sultry mewls coming from the Sirens several meters behind her. Apparently, they’d been more adventurous than their fearless leader today. “Unlike my sisters, I can do without witnesses to my rolls in the reef.” Then, Adagio's smile curved up salaciously. “Visually, at least.”

Starlight’s cheeks turned blazing red, knowing the exact extent of how Adagio liked having sex. Visually, that was always between her and Starlight. Aurally, however… “Well… I mean, are you sure that your girls can handle it?”

Adagio’s jaw dropped, her eyes bugged, and for a minute, Starlight almost collapsed on the spot. But the Dazzlings’ leader was not offended by Starlight’s words; in fact…

“Oh ho ho ho ho!” Now Adagio was the twitching mess, doubled over on the desk as she laughed her heart-shaped ass off. “You think it’s us that has trouble keeping up with you?”

Starlight’s mind flashed back to the previous times that she and the Sirens had had meet-ups. Even then, she hadn’t really seen much of Aria and Sonata’s lewd displays. She’d heard one once; or at least, the endpoint of one, due to how it’d caused Adagio to browbeat Aria and Tempest in the middle of a rainstorm.

But if they were even half as insatiable as Adagio back then… “Wait, just how often do the others even do it?” Starlight asked, her voice picking up in concern. “It took me an hour to wring an orgasm from you!”

“Well…” Adagio’s smile got even more arrogant. “I am a special case. You sure you want to know about my sisters’ prowess, though?”

And despite herself, despite every fiber of her sane being howling in protest of being hurled down this rabbit hole, Starlight nodded before she knew it. She had to know, if only for her friends’ sake.

“See your buddy Tempest there?” Adagio's slim finger jabbed at the opulent luxury car to her right. “She’s a size queen, and Aria’s always been happy to make her sweet abs bulge sating that itch.”

Damn her overactive imagination, Starlight’s mental picture of Aria with a thick cock pushed all else from her mind. Now the hand that was in her pocket was making the wooden lip of the table creak, she was gripping it so hard.

How in all creation was Adagio so quick to make her hot and bothered?

“And as for Trixie?” Adagio’s voice was more wistful now, none of the edge from recalling her last dust-up with the amorous nature of Aria present in her voice. “Well, her latest trick’s been the disappearing act she’s been trying to pull with Sonata’s dick. Attempts have been a flop lately, but fuck if it isn’t hot seeing how sticky Sonata can get entire rooms fucking that Gaped and Pounded-full pussy of Trixie.”

“Entire… rooms?” Starlight wasn’t sure if she was the recipient of too much or not enough information. “...how big even is she?”

Adagio moved until she was face-to-face with Starlight, her voice a whisper yet booming like snare drums inside Starlight’s mind. “Like somecreature started stacking beercans on my dear Siren sister’s crotch and she forgot to say ‘stop’.”

Starlight’s head was getting light at the very thought of that. ‘That’s easily thicker than my wrist!’

“And yes, I did measure it one day.” Starlight’s bewildered expression only made Adagio giggle, her teeth flashing like hypnotist’s wheels, with pretty much the same effect on the mare before her. “In Sonata’s sleep. A miracle she gets any, really; Sona’s just as hard then as she is awake.”

“So she is…” Starlight panted more than proclaimed. Certainly, she was happy that Tempest and Trixie were kept so happy. But the sheer size of the shafts they serviced was chasing all coherence from the unicorn’s mind.

“And then, Starry, well…” Adagio pretended to ponder what Siren remained to talk about the pipe-packing nature of. “There’s me. But I think you know that already.”

Starlight let out a sigh of relief. She’d known of Adagio’s proclivities herself, and they’d boggled the mind even when hers was bent on ripping the magic from everyone else in Canterlot High. At least, Adagio wasn’t so out-of-her-gourd as to whip it out in the middle of a lot—

“But what is it they say about assuming?” Without wasting a second, Adagio leaned back and hooked a finger into the loop of her shorts, tugging them forward.

Half of Starlight’s mind scolded her for effectively jinxing herself into this situation that thankfully wouldn’t be seen by the cars zooming by their venue. The other half started singing peans in worship of the great beast that sprang out from under Adagio’s shorts, once a needily throbbing bundle behind purplish denim.

And by Faust, was Starlight nearly bowled over by the ponderous dick that rose up to greet her. It was pink from halfway up its staggering girth, a contrast to the amber hue that flooded it from medial ring to base. Veins flicked over that colossal cock in waves, those Y’s of raised skin thick enough that they looked like they could fill out any mare’s pussy all by themselves. Even the musk it gave off was as unique as it was imperious, a mix of fishy spice mixed with a salty undercurrent that was as much of a feast to Starlight’s nose as it was her eyes.

But what drove Starlight’s eyes to Adagio’s meat tower the most—as it had so many months ago with far more carnal intent—was the bumps. Flicking over the sides of this ramrod were tiny red gems, set in lines that trailed down until they disappeared behind the V of denim, hiding what Starlight knew were two apple-sized testes. They glistened almost as brightly as the giant one just under the slit of the cock’s head.

“Well?” Adagio’s voice took Starlight out of her reverie slowly, like it was a jacuzzi bath. “I shrank down any since the last time?”

If anything, the Dazzling leader’s dick had only grown; Starlight was certain it was thicker than her arm.

“I… I can’t tell from here,” Starlight lied, her last resort in the face of that fuckpole’s devastating influence.

“Sounds like a challenge.”

Could Starlight have told Adagio no? Absolutely. Did she? Well, maybe she would after taking in another lungful of the Siren’s natural aroma. Or at least after her heartbeat stopped its thunderous tempo in her ears.

“I’m… I’m not sure it should be one…”

“Oh come off it Starry; everything’s a challenge.” Adagio’s daring tone was one Starlight could lose herself in, more than any nighttime lullaby. “The time you can hold out before you start sucking this—” A flick of Adagio's dick tip brought its pearly cargo out in an arc to splatter into the sodden fabric of Starlight’s t-shirt. “The ways my mind fry itself out in need of that elusive ecstasy before…” Adagio brought her hand against her prominent rump, the amber ass-meat jiggling under the force and making Starlight chew on her lip again. “Boom. The climax comes.”

Starlight didn’t respond, Her hand did, though, tugging the collar of her shirt instinctually to show a few more inches of perky cleavage. And Adagio’s eyes seemed to narrow into slits following them, the hungry cobra before Starlight looking ready to wrap its coils around her wiry frame.

“Even you squirting your soul out every time I get close to this…”

Starlight heard, more than felt, the tips of Adagio’s fingers as they waltzed under the waistband of her shorts. The shallow lake of fluids they brushed up against almost made Starlight’s legs give out. Thank goodness for that table-gripping hand, or Starlight might have just knocked herself out on the register’s lip.

“... is a challenge,” Adagio finished, her voice almost drifting on the wind as Starlight’s mind went hazy. “To see how many times I can shoot you over. Until your mind shatters so hard, you think of nothing but putting me over.”

Again, these were words Starlight had lived, in more cubbies and closets than she cared to count. But here, talked about as brusquely as a choice of dessert pastries by this mouthwatering Siren; it made her hips cant closer to Adagio’s questing fingers in a search for more. It was like Starlight was nothing and yet everything to the Dazzlings’ leader; something Adagio loved, as the quivering veins on her cock confessed to Starlight.

“Do you smell it? How badly I need to cum?” Adagio said. Her digits slipped out of Starlight’s shorts, trailing over the curve of a violet hip—and the strap of a thong that clung to it fervently. “How badly you do?”

Starlight had to know. Before she gave in, she craved that answer more than the oxygen fleeing her straining lungs. “W…why are you doing this? After I did so little for you..?”

Adagio hummed for a moment, solely interested in raising the bottom hem of Starlight’s shirt. More and more tan cotton was edged up to reveal the dips and divots in flawless violet skin. It was a tapestry Adagio never tired of unveiling, or that Starlight ever kept a breath inside her seeing.

Then Adagio spoke again, so lightly that Starlight nearly missed it.

“Because I wanna see that Starlight that made me so supplicant, just one last time.” And the simmering sensuousness tinging every word made a fresh wave of sweat break on Starlight’s skin, the trim curves of her abdomen now glistening with more than dried suds. “Something I used to seek to escape Now I want it because it’ll be a sight for only my eyes. Away from those goody two-hooves in Canterlot High. From even my sisters.”

The covetousness in Adagio’s speech, the heat of the afternoon sun, and the waves of citrusy Siren hair that it lit up; it was all too much from Starlight. Oh, that inner part of Starlight—wicked and wanton, heavy with the desire to punish and pleasure—bubbled within for release.

But it was still too tightly locked for Starlight to want to open. At least, right now.

Right now, Starlight needed to get wet, wetter than this car-wash event could make her. She needed, just for a moment, to forget about the risk and restraint that had typified her life, to soothe her exhilarated nerves before they burst. And she needed to shut Adagio up, before oblivion stole her away from the onslaught of orgasms she knew the Siren could give her.

None of those goals could be accomplished here, with the intoxicating cries of her siblings, Tempest, and Trixie to solder that confidence in Adagio.

So Starlight didn’t question how Adagio’s fingers twitched in shock as she gripped the Siren's wrist and dragged Adagio way. She didn’t pay notice the sucking of breath as the Siren was yanked along to her, still unused to being mare-handled by the smaller girl before her. And she didn’t break her silence to answer Adagio’s demand about exactly where in Canterlot High Starlight was taking her.

No, Starlight Glimmer had other things on her mind now.

Like having Adagio Dazzle blow it.

The second the smell of ozone and polish faded from Starlight’s snout, jasmine mist took its place as her lips crashed into Adagio’s. Of course, the unicorn couldn’t help it; Starlight had always craved both the heat of the siren’s body and her flowery perfume.

But right now it was Adagio’s touch that broke through all of Starlight’s defenses, which was somehow the flimsiest thing on Starlight at this point. Yes, even considering the shirt. The unicorn’s thighs were already squishing every time she slid them together, each time a wet pop came from their lips as they broke for air.

“Well, Starlight…” Adagio was the first to speak now. “Didn’t think you could be this quick. Half the times before, I had to beg you for some playtime.”

Starlight could feel her brain boiling over with the thoughts of Adagio saying this on her knees. Bent over her bed as the Siren's gaze burning holes through Starlight’s soul. Wailing under her, demanding Starlight finally take her seed as the cock-filled unicorn would come for the first, second, twentieth-

“Shut it, Adagio! Just—shut—up~” This time, Starlight’s kiss was so desperate that Adagio’s eyebrows nearly disappeared into her hair. But Adagio stiil returned the kiss with equal ferocity, tongues tangling and drool sliding down lips in an endless concerto.

This time, coherence only returned to Starlight’s mind when she felt fussy fingers pulling her shirt over her head. She helped Adagio along with the stripping, her burgeoning desire to feel Adagio’s sun-warmed skin on her too overwhelming to resist. The second that whorl of waterlogged cotton flew over her mane, Starlight's eyes blinked rapidly from the dewy residue it left on her eyelids.

And when they saw just what room they were in, Starlight’s pupils shrank to dots.

“Yeah, I was worried when you wanted to go for the break room too," Adagio offered. "But I'm not complaining."

That was not the reason for Starlight’s concern, though. “T-Twilight, she and Spike pop in here for earl grey after her study sessions! If she does so today.”

“Yeah, well you’ve been a good little mare for Twilight recently; maybe she decided to leave early.“ Adagio batted her eyelashes coquettishly as she sat Starlight on the edge of one of the many tables in the room. “Besides…”

Then the golden-skinned Siren sank to her knees—making Starlight wonder if Adagio's mind was clairvoyant as well as crazed—and dragged down Starlight’s shorts and thong in one sweep.

“...that just means we’ll have to be quick.”

Starlight would have protested Adagio’s doubting of Twilight’s unshakeable schedule, but right now, her eyes were rolling so far back she wondered why she couldn’t see her pleasure-baked brain. Adagio’s educated tongue was finally working on something besides stirring up Starlight’s heat. And what luck, it was lapping up the wetness spewing from that very heat!

Adagio's tongue pushed tauntingly at the swollen lips of Starlight’s pussy, soaking in every drop of moisture as they went along. Her lips followed suit, pushing the edges of her slit together like it was an orange slice, before attacking her hole with side-to-side swipes. And Adagio didn’t leave that strip of fluffy purple hair above her mate’s clit alone either, grinding against it with her forehead as she humped Starlight’s face.

Starlight howled slatternly, her legs too twitchy to wrap around Adagio’s head. It wasn’t like she needed to, though; the Siren was doing amazing work keeping her face melded to Starlight's dripping peach. It was like her Our Township ploy had never stopped, the indulgent interplay of power and bliss slamming into Starlight's mind like tidal waves as she squirmed at Adagio’s oral treatment.

And speaking of tidal waves… “Oh, D-Dazzle! Don’t stop, please!” Starlight crooned, her back arched and her elbows sliding on the table as juices flowed generously from between her legs. Not a drop was lost, fast as it flowed into the ravenous gorge of Adagio’s tongue. And the coiling ecstasy building behind the lashing of Adagio's pink muscle told Starlight she was close; to something that a week of waiting had only intensified the need for a thousand-fold.

She could live to be a hundred and fifty and never forget the moment when Adagio pushed two fingers against her wet center.

Nor the factory’s work of fireworks that exploded behind her eyelids as Starlight came.

“A-Adagio, oh fu-”

A rare curse was stifled on Starlight’s lips as her overflow of maresap sloshed into Adagio’s waiting mouth. Starlight's finger, by instinct more than any focused intent, went to her unattended nub and fanned across it rapidly. It was a spot that Adagio never touched, and the ferocious grin on the Siren’s face showed why as Starlight’s release was sprinkled on her cheeks and nose.

Coming down from the white filling her vision, and the messy scene glistening between her spread legs, Starlight sucked in several shaky breaths. Her loins throbbed avidly, not even close to sated nor close to drained.

“That’s the first, then…” Adagio said, slowly rising to her feet. Starlight didn’t miss the tantalizing cock of Adagio’s hips as she ground her crotch against Starlight’s, even when the friction made the mare’s eyes slam shut again. “Now let’s see if I can make you come without something wet against that greedy little hole.”

Starlight gulped, but nodded. The feel of Adagio’s sweet-yet-sticky lips molding to hers made Starlight's eyes open, lost almost immediately in the eyes that stared back at her; rosy yet rebellious. The suckling smacks of their lips reminded Starlight of the sweetest of lollipops—another of many tastes she had the Dazzlings’ leader to thank for acquiring—and she sighed into Adagio’s mouth in return. For how much of a control freak Starlight had been before, she loved how take-charge Adagio was becoming now.

And then it came, the true proof of the Siren’s pride and glory, frotting against her abdomen and chest. Even with the pleasure turning her thoughts to mush, Starlight felt it; a magma-like vein of jealousy and competitiveness. And it honed the eddies and current of Starlight's brain to one goal, ironic as it was to entertain in this position; sheer and utter dominance.

It was a lingering memory of the pony Starlight used to be, an inner pony she was losing the resolve to restrain.

Her pussy was getting slick again, what with Adagio’s heaving cum-sacs kneading against it, and the thought of squeezing them until Adagio took her place on the table was becoming too predominant in Starlight's mind to ignore.

“Adagio…” Starlight purred into empty air. She was losing strength; she needed it to continue before her mind was lost to her licentious urges. “M-make it quick! Make it so I can’t stay upright—oh, oh yes~”

“Hm?” Were it not for Starlight staring right at her, Adagio’s voice might have made her sound disinterested; the impish flicker of light in Adagio's eyes told otherwise. “You too intimidated by my hot, veiny dick already? Do you want it closer to you? Do you?”

Starlight pulled that smirking face of Adagio down for another sloppy kiss, hoping it’d translate what she was too breathless to say. She needed to be wrecked by Adagio, or she’d just have her way with her. Adagio deserved this moment, after falling so far, being so submissive…

“...maybe even between you?” Adagio finished, her shoulders building as she leaned forward.

Starlight leaped in her perch, feeling Adagio’s perverted pingers pinch at her nipples. They were so small—and yet, the dainty fingers wrapped around them hooked them so securely, bringing her mammaries squishing together.

And right around the cock flicking under their swell, too.

“Mmmmph…” Starlight was drooling again, this time at both ends, watching the slit of Adagio's ponderous breeding tool as it worked between her cleavage. Every time it broke its game of peekaboo to tap at her chin, Starlight could see more pre-cum bathing its tip and the valley of her tits. And the musk clinging to it was doing a number on Starlight's remaining dregs of sanity, the mare’s mind obsessed with how much better that could feel when it was pounding her ruthlessly.

But the fact remained that it wasn’t doing that, how matter how tremorously it pulsed around Starlight's ample chest, and that only spelled trouble for Adagio. Starlight’s eyes were getting dilated from her overwhelming waves of pleasure and something far more sinister, and her orgasm showed no hopes of chasing those emotions away. As she moaned for more of Adagio’s titfucking, even as her cunt dripped over the Siren’s sweaty sack, Starlight knew she was losing her internal battle.

Adagio was just too addicting for Starlight to not have writing under her. From her D-cup delights bouncing with every thrust of her mare-breaming member, to the lush curves of her body as it pressed suffocatingly tight to Starlight’s own. Starlight was fast forgetting a time when she’d been okay with a body this perfect looming over her like she wasn’t the better in terms of magic.

Or motive.

Or, most of all, mound-mashing need.

And as climax exploded from Starlight’s well-worked clit, as her cry of “ADAGIO!” echoed like buckshot through the break room, she knew that the body above her wouldn’t stay clothed long.

To be fair, Starlight wouldn’t stay vertical long, either.

Adagio was blind to the internal surrender in the mare bucking beneath her, her smile turning rictal as she felt Starlight’s quim wash its load over her testes. She leaned forward and sank her teeth into the jamb between Starlight’s neck and collar, loving how the skin tensed under her incisors, and how bowstring-tight Starlight became as she howled her bliss. Now it was only the Siren’s body holding Starlight up, the mare limp as Adagio ground her nutsack against the drooling pussy lathering it. An orgasm was still a long way off for the Siren, but this was a lovely incentive for Adagio to chase it faster.

Not like she’d be doing much of anything involving her legs when Starlight’s hands knuckled in her shoulders and rolled them both over. Suddenly it was Adagio pinned to the marecum-splattered surface of the table, while Starlight and her suddenly sinister grin hung from above like a crescent moon.

“H-hey! Didn’t you say you wanted me to fuck you?” Adagio hid her nervousness behind another smirk, rolling her hips against the mare. Starlight’s jaw canted open, but her grip showed no signs of relinquishing. “Unless you have another way of ‘shutting me up’, Starry?”

“Oh no, Dazzle.” Starlight’s voice was hoarse, trilling, and heavy with desire. “Now I want to hear you scream as long as I want.”

Adagio froze, knowing that her last name falling from that smoking-hot mare’s lips was definitely not like normal Starlight. No, this was… a different Starlight altogether. One that, for all the icy brittleness it brought to her heart, she didn't find the strength in her limbs to tear herself away from. Instead, an invisible thrill made the hairs on her neck stand up.

With a twinkle of Starlight’s horn, Adagio’s top and vest ripped their way off her body, settling over the table like tattered wings. With Adagio's hips to either side, it was foal’s play for Starlight to divest the golden-skinned Siren of her baggy shorts too, already half-off her shapely hips. And it was a testament to her smoldering look that neither action prompted a peep of protest from Adagio.

“Now, Dazzle…” Starlight said as she slid her dripping slit along Adagio’s tool, making both girls gasp huskily. “Now you have a cunt to fill. And it’s past time we got started.”

Before Adagio could get a word out edgewise, Starlight leveled Adagio’s colossal cock against her pussy and rolled her hips. Inch by inch, the ponderous prick was screwdriven into Starlight’s canal, at a far slower pace than the Siren would have gone for.

And Adagio was gritting her teeth at the tortuous yet tantalizing situation. Starlight hadn’t missed a beat pressing the buttons that drove Adagio crazy, and forcing Adagio onto the ragged edge of an orgasm it took Ironhoofian effort to reach normally was the biggest button of all. Adagio wanted to wail, to scream invectives at Starlight, or at least seize the mare’s svelte hips and forcibly impale her on her rod.

But the bliss rocketing through her immobilized her fingers and slurred her speech, leaving her a cooing mess.

“Oh, is Dazzle mad she can’t bust a nut faster?” Starlight taunted. “Too bad. You’re my toy now, you sexy little Siren-slut, and all the creaming you’ll be prompting now is mine.” Her hips rolled again, gobbling another few inches of Adagio’s mare-breaking meat like she’d been starved for a week. “Now your dick’s right where it belongs. And I’m going to love taking my time breaking you, Dazzle.”

Starlight’s words were amazingly alluring, knocking the air from Adagio’s chest as she settled her hands on either side of the Dazzlings’ leader’s head. Adagio was once again in the same persona she was when Starlight had burst onto Canterlot High's scene: helpless, deprived, burning with the goal of feeling powerful again through someone else’s erotic exploits.

And no creature looked as powerful to Adagio’s shimmering eyes right now as Starlight.

“Now the real fun begins.” With a rumbling hiss, Starlight pushed herself down to the medial ring on Adagio’’s tool. Then her igniting horn brought one of her pea-sized nipples to her lips, the mare slurping on it lewdly.

After that show, Starlight's hips rose and slammed upon Adagio.

And Starlight came again.

Adagio’s scream eclipsed Starlight’s this time, all the more because she could not join her marefriend in rapture. Her muscles throbbed thirstily, trying to barrel more of her imperious dick into the Starlight cunt spewing its crystalline liquid over her thighs and hips. The power thrumming through Adagio had so few ways to exert itself on the unicorn undulating atop her, and it was driving her insane.

But Starlight, for how fast climax reverberated through her, was not fatigued in the least. The second her juices slowed to a dribble, she simply hopped up and down on Adagio’s cock again, one of her hands moving to the Siren’s larger chest. With her grin growing larger, Starlight teased the protruding nipples Adagio offered to her, the pebbled skin twitching under Starlight’s amorous fingers.

Adagio could see her breaths come out in steamy clouds, and she wasn’t sure if it was Starlight’s or hers, especially with pleasure still threading before her eyes like webbing. At least her hips had gained enough stability against the table to add to Starlight’s thrashing, clapping sonorously against those purple thighs.

“Awww, so deep in me and so yet so far away from cumming…” Starlight said, her head lolling lazily. Her gaze never wavered though, pinning Adagio to the spot as she met the Siren thrust for thrust. “Maybe a song might make my Siren-slut compliant, hm?”

As she started, the familiar notes drifting into Adagio’s ears, the Siren hands thrust out in hopes of finding targets to fondle. Thankfully they did-the sides of Stalright’s neck. Adagio took her time to press slowly against the planes of skin. Maybe, just maybe if she deprived her of a bit of air— not enough to be uncomfortable, natch—it’d be enough to make her slow her carnal actions.

Too bad Starlight’s voice was all she needed at this juncture.

“Thrust into me harder, f-fill me with your cream…” Starlight moaned, her soaked thighs clapping to the beat of her stuttered sonnet. “You c-can’t have a nightmare when I’m your wettest dream…”

Adagio knew that wasn’t how the song went the last time Starlight sang it. But her body did not give a shit, especially with how scorching hot and invitingly wet Starlight was around her cock. Despite how non-advantageous her position was, Adagios’ breeding tool was in heaven.

Especially when Starlight came around it for the fourth time.

“Fuck, Dazzleeeee…” purred Starlight, leaning down to catch Adagio’s lips. Her song was long forgotten, but how thoroughly she was soaking the body of the girl below her was not.

This time, the mare hunched forward, devouring Adagio’s lips in a kiss as her pussy gushed over the shaft spearing it. The new angle even allowed Adagio’s medial ring to slip into those folds of Starlight's at last, but that milestone barely registered in the Siren’s mind. For once, it was the magic-less songstress that was vulnerable to the tones and voice of another, panting against Starlight’s mouth as the mare's tongue dominated hers.

The flexing of Starlight’s body felt like it was in slow motion to Adagio’s mind, being dragged along for the ride as Starlight shifted their positions. Now they were side-to-side on the table, the legs drifting limply off of it. And yet, Starlight’s hips were still in perpetual motion, her cunt slurping along Adagio’s fuckstick over and over to rush to her next release.

Adagio’s body was on fire now, only partially soothed by the cool surface of the table she was on. This time, she didn’t respond, only exhaling incoherent wails in the wake of Starlight reaping so much pleasure from her. Her orgasm was getting closer but it was still so distant, and Adagio wasn’t certain she’d be conscious when it came, despite her nerves screaming in bliss.

Starlight was doing her best to spur that seed-spilling on, though. Her teeth sunk into Adagio’s neck, working the skin between them to create a hickey much as Adagio had for her several minutes ago. But the unicorn didn’t stop at just one mark, working on a new one in tune with how hotly she thrust back onto Adagio’s ramrod. In no time, the Siren’s throat was spotted like a leopard’s spots, delirium etching its way into the mind from the beautiful sensitivity.

“D-dammit, Starlight…” Adagio panted, burying her nose in the violet mane of her fuckbuddy and trying to drown herself in its raspberry aroma. “J-just finish it already….”

“Maybe if you’re fast enough, Siren-slut…” Starlight responded, licking a trial up the series of hickeys and giggling evilly at how Adagio threw her head back in blinding joy. “Fuck, you’re so big inside me, I’m gonna~”

Adagio’s cock and cumsacs were bathed in another torrent of rich maresap, Starlight’s legs twitching delightfully as they wrapped around her golden hips. But the friction was becoming intolerable to Adagio, especially when paired with how the continued climaxes were somehow draining her of her strength. She was teetering on the brink of total exhaustion, and she hadn't even cum once yet.

Again their positions shifted, Adagio now completely on the dangerously creaking table. She was on her knees again, Starlight still rooted on her and rutting on her lap. Her face was marbled with sweat, hands now back to flicking at Adagio’s fat nipples. And Starlight was still dominant, her chest proudly thrust out to brush against Adaigo’s mammaries, that fucking smirk so locked on her face that Adagio wanted to sob in the face of it.

But in that little moment, Adagio clung onto a little coal of hope; the pleasure in her lions was finally starting to build to a breaking point. All of this teasing, this prodding, this cock-cozying, and the Siren was finally approaching her peak.

With the remaining fiber of being, Adagio hauled herself out of Starlight. The mare gnashed her teeth in impudence, her horn sparking up to implicitly punish Adagio for her insolence. But her voice—a curse brimming on the tip of her plundering tongue—melted into a wanton wail as Adagio thrust into another, tighter hole of Starlight. To Adagio’s relief, Starlight let her, her puckered plot accepting the Siren's titanic tool.

Adagio and Starlight kissed as their limbs wound around each other’s, the contact as much to steal oxygen from each other’s mouths as to battle with their tongues. It was perfect, this newfound position, and Starlight’s pussy flowed generously even without direct stimulation.

“Da…Dazzle…” Starlight moaned, tears of pleasure stabbing at the edges of her eyes. “So good… make your mistress happy.”

“Anything… for… my little pony...” Adagio responded, her tone nurturing and nefarious all in one as she dove in for another sloppy liplock.

This time, both siren and unicorn sped toward orgasm in tandem. Their hips clapped against each other, the plapplapplaps sweeter than any symphony could be to their perked ears. Starlight and Adagio's nails dragged against every inch of skin they could find, the sparks of pain metamorphosing into erotic bliss as they gasped and ground mindlessly. Their lips clashed over and over, yet their dripping centers were what they truly thirsted for.

And with a final thrust by Adagio, both girls came synchronously.

Their names, loud and vicious, rumbled into each other’s mouths as thick cream blasted its way into Starlight’s backdoor. The feel of such scorching, virile seed oozing into her made Starlight clenching to Adagio iron-tight, her hips locked to Adagio’s to keep that spray inside. Alas, it wouldn’t stay within her plot, not from such a ponderous Siren dick as Adagio's; soon, that cum was splattering out and around their thighs. The pearly strings glistened inviting from the corners of their eyes, seeming to have no end as it made their legs slip in the wake of the lake of sap Starlight had already cummed out.

On that point, that lake would become an ocean as Starlight tumbled into a string of orgasms, the release detonated behind her groin and spreading through her body like a thunderstorm. With each rope of sticky jizz that Adagio caulked her plot with, another climax blew through Starlight, her eyes rolling and her mind short-circulating in the wake of such overbearing passion. Starlight's tongue lolled and limbs thrashed, the release so powerful it fanned over Adagio’s abdomen without her fingers’ assistance.

After what felt like several days’ worth of basking in their twitching afterglow, both girls collapsed on the table. Adagio’s dick, flaccid at last, slid out of Starlight's puckered passageway with a messy schlorp. Her poofy hair stuck to both her scalp and Starlight, almost intruding on the mare's breathing as they both stabilized themselves.

Starlight was the first to come to, good sense finally slamming into her brain after a long hiatus and swiftly regretting the action. Not only from the ache burning in her thoroughly plowed fuckholes, but from the panic thrumming madly in her heart.

“Adagio…" Starlight panted. "Sweet god, I’m so sorry-”

Adagio’s finger rested on Starlight’s lip, the digit sticky with Starlight’s cum and her own. Starlight, instinctually, licked at the pad of that finger. The bittersweet, toffee-like taste that soaked onto her tongue left her humming, and soon Adagio rose up to lay an equally wet kiss upon the unicorn’s cheek.

“Don’t… apologize… for a damn thing,” Adagio panted, a dopey smile on her face. “Rocked my fucking world right there. Shit, I never knew I was that pent-up.”

Starlight gulped, the feeling almost painful to her parched throat. She stood against the table on watery legs, helping Adagio to her feet as well as she checked over the Siren’s body. Besides the array of inky marks on the Dazzlings’ leader’s neck and the riotous mess her hair had become, no lasting signs of damage showed itself on her naked body. Well, not physically.

Not on the body, at least. “Oh, Adagio… your clothes…” Starlight said, biting her lip at the shreds of purple fabric stuck to the table.

Adagio gave a dry look to the ruined clothing, finally shrugging. “What’s done is done. Think Aria has some spare shirts in her car anyhow.” Yanking up her shorts and fiddling with its belt, she offered a hand to Starlight. “Guess you’ll have to be in front now. Y’know. So I don’t have anyone else sneaking a peek at the goods.”

“R-right?” Starlight moved so she was back-to-front with the taller girl, the feel of Adagio’s nipples scraping into her sweaty back as she clothed herself intimately thrilling. “It’s only fair, right?”

“Not at fucking all.” Adagio’s words made a lowly shudder rush through Starlight’s body. But it was only for a second before… “And that’s why I love it.”

Starlight could not find it in herself to contend that point. The danger of being caught fucking like jackalopes in this room… the thunderous pounding of blood in her ears between orgasms… the fell of being filled to bursting by the Siren now molding herself to her back… it was all amazing. Perhaps it had always been that way, and her previous self had only provided the match to Adagio’s fire in her darkest hour.

And that fire was both comforting and invigorating, felt in every pace of Adagio’s cocky strut as she guided Starlight out of the room. With her eyes locked right on the unicorn, however, she missed the other pair of eyes following them around the corner, Twilight finally releasing her toothy grip on her lip and Spike’s head from her crotch. Their far-too-ironic exhalations of how lucky they were to not be caught by Starlight went ignored too, the pair too far out of range to hear of Twilight’s raunchy session.

The screeeeing of wheels as Aria’s car - and the last hopes of Adagio Dazzle returning home without being topless - did get Starlight’s attention though. She could feel the color drawing from her face, Tempest’s impotent cries of protest.

“Adagio…” Starlight said, her voice a trembling whisper. “I’ll keep Tempest and Trixie occupied, you make a run for the car.”

Adagio, her lips set in a furious line, only nodded her approval.

“And… please don’t kill Aria? She’s the main reason I keep Tempest under control.”

“Only if you visit me before midnight.”

“Deal.”

And in a flash Stalirght was back into her normal swing of things, talking about Tempest and Trixie’s newfound bumps in the abdomen. Her eyes were locked on one target, though; Aria’s top-bared form, stalking toward her own Mako with determination hiding her every step.

Starlight sucked in her lip as she fended off the start of another Trixie-Tempest argument, wondering just how much of that vibrant anger would be around when she saw Adagio again.

‘Or…’ offered that sinister voice at the back of Starlight’s head again. ‘How far she thinks she’ll get on that anger before I wring her cock dry again?’

Starlight's eyes slammed shut, hoping that the familiar lurking within her wouldn’t screw up the day she’d spent hard at work.