Confined With a Goddess

It was Celestia's turn to be awoken with a handjob. Jake had risen at dawn, while Celestia had trouble falling asleep after his speech, so she was late. As he rubbed the shaft with his hands, he popped the head into his mouth. To his surprise, it didn't taste all that bad. It was just like the smell; a bit musky and rich, and not exceptionally powerful. Of course, he'd like to taste her tits, instead, but if he was going to rebuild their relationship, he had to make some sacrifices.

He didn't go for anything more than the tip. Not yet. He was still hurt, after all, but he wanted to make clear that forgiveness was an option, and he'd like to take that route. Plus, he was afraid. Large nuts were a choking hazard, as was uncut sausage. He didn't want to try for the shaft unless she was awake, and even then, he needed more courage. But at least it was a start.

She came after about fifteen minutes, by his estimation. He managed to swallow just a mouthful of seed and no more, and before long, she was up and about. She made an attempt to caress him, but he had a bit of a panic, and realised that he wasn't ready to start that back up quite yet.

It had been a few days since they had a walk, so they did. On the way, Jake gave the same apology he had the night prior, slightly reworded.

"I suppose I should apologise, too," sighed Celestia after he finished. "I've been making a royal arse of myself lately. Not just with the addition of the absinthe, either."

Jake shook his head. "You don't have to--"

"Yes, I do." She took a deep breath. "When you first showed up, I was sure Luna would have you removed. Killed, even. She was going to destroy you, like a petulant child who breaks their older sibling's toys because if they can't both play with it, neither of them can play with it."

"Did she do that when you were kids?"

"No. She was always very moody and dour, though. She could be fun at times, but for the most part, she was content to just watch quietly from the side. We both knew the meaning of sharing, though. She would share with me, I would share with her, and all was okay. That's not the point I'm trying to make, though."

"Oh. Sorry."

"I thought she was going to take you away. And that meant I had to draw everything I could out of you. All of my pranks, jokes, laughs at your expense... I had to rush my way through them. I even tried to hurry our physical relationship, because if I was going to fuck your juicy arse, I would have to do it before Luna removed you. I managed to have some restraint, but... I don't know. Everything was just moving so fast..."

"Well, I--"

"Don't interrupt. I need to say this. Until that care package arrived, I was certain she was going to take you away to continue punishing me for what I did. When it had your name on it, or an approximation thereof, I knew you were here to stay, and I became a bit too overzealous in my celebration. I was hoping that... maybe we could slow down a bit?"

Jake really wanted to ask what she did to land her on the island. He also wanted to answer her question. However, he decided instead to prank her, just a little bit, and not interrupt.

She caught on pretty quickly, likely due to his mischievous smirk. "You can answer, now."

"Well, honestly, there are some lines we already crossed, and there's been some backtracking. I think that's good. However, I don't know if we should backtrack any further than this morning. We've known each other, what, a week?"

"About that, yeah..."

"I think we should slow down, but I don't think we should ignore the progress we've already made. I've already learned so much from you. I don't want all of that to just go away. But yes, I agree that we should perhaps take less frequent steps."

"Deal."

They arrived back at the house earlier than usual, and after having spent the last day and a half doing little of value, it was time for them to start back in on building the house. Rather, it would be, if they had some logs.

"I'm not great at cutting down trees," admitted Jake, and Celestia knew he wasn't wrong. "I could try my hand at fishing for a bit?"

Celestia shook her head and pointed to the garden. "I think you have something else that needs your attention."

Jake looked, and there were indeed several plants that had fruited while they were gone. The cucumbers and eggplants, he noted, were shaped in such a way that he knew why Luna had chosen them. The cheeseburger plant, however, had actually grown cheeseburgers, complete with paper wrapping. It was astounding to him that it was real.

With a nod, he lowered himself to the ground, picking things to eat while Celestia brought him his first tree. He finished up and started splitting and shaving it as per her orders. She wanted planks for some reason, and she wanted them divided in half. She was the expert, after all, so he did as he was told.

They didn't actually put anything up, or even put it together that day, but eight trees were felled and brought back to camp, only to be split by Jake into more half-planks. He supposed they were just as usable when they were shorter, but he wondered how one could use these to make a wall. Or maybe stairs? He was growing tired of having to climb all the time.

Celestia hadn't the time to go out and do any fishing, but she had also never eaten a cheeseburger. They had that for dinner, as well as some cucumbers, as Jake knew those could be eaten raw safely. Celestia was absolutely enthralled by the cheeseburgers, eating no less than seven to Jake's two. She really liked them.