The moon slowly crested the horizon, sending down a shower of pale light that illuminated the ground around Casting Noir as he smoked his cigarette. He didn't know why he even bothered with the damn things, since they were electronic and didn't actually produce any smoke anyway, but alas, looking cool was half the job.
All the same, he took a long drag from his non-cigarette and let out a long sigh, the cold air making the mist of his breath catch against the moonlight.
"That's the third one in just as many nights. I'm starting to wonder why this guy keeps doing this..." A firefighter pony muttered, heaving the last of the debris from the entrance away.
"When I catch him, you'll be the first to know." Noir replied, flicking away his cigarette with his magic and making his way to the burnt down doorway.
The ash-filled entrance groaned and creaked as the charred remnants of the abandoned church's bell tower struggled to stand after so much fire damage.
"Sir, are you sure you should be in here? The fireponies haven't cleared the area yet. It's not entirely safe yet." One of his subordinates protested.
"The fire already wiped out enough evidence before we got here. I'm not giving the embers any more time to wipe the slate clean again." Noir replied over his shoulder, before turning back toward the burnt insides of the chapel.
Noir walked straight to the epicenter of the inferno, his trench coat and bowler hat serving to keep the ash in the air from clinging to his fur. He frowned as he reached the center of the structure, his keen eyes locking on a familiar sight just before him. A blackened cone of soot and carbon, indicating some kind of intense heat and scorching blast, interrupted by six distinct indentations, greeted his eyes.
Noir sighed as he stared down at the familiar sight before him, his magic working to carry his camera out and snap several pictures of the scene. His ear flicked back as the sound of approaching hooves caught his attention, but he didn't look away from his work. This was far too important.
"It's our arsonist, alright." His partner, Crime Seeker muttered.
"Yeah... looks like he's targeting churches now... we're all just lucky that this one was abandoned." Noir muttered, shaking his head in disgust.
"I'd say we've been lucky for a long time now. This is the third time this year this guy's gone and done this and nopony has been hurt or killed yet. I mean... what's his game? Just to cause chaos and mayhem?" Seeker asked, shaking his head.
"Some ponies... just wanna watch the world burn. I just wish it wasn't arson... it's so damn hard to find any kind of evidence after a fire burns through everything in sight. There's never anything left but ash and dust." Noir responded, putting his camera away.
"I think we need to start considering the possibility that we just aren't gonna catch this guy. I mean... he's too good. We can't even pin down the species of this crazy arsonist. I mean... every time it's the same damn thing. A blast cone, six indentations in the cone, and a burning building that just happens to be abandoned. You'd think if he wanted to cause some real chaos, that he'd go after a building with a bunch of ponies inside... maybe we should just be grateful he hasn't." Seeker suggested.
Noir's brow instantly knit in thought as he pondered over his partner's words. After a few minutes of concentrated thought, his eyes widened in realization and he quickly spun on his hooves.
"I think I may have figured it out! Get back to the department! Get me all the evidence we've secured on this guy so far. I think I might just know where he's going next!" Noir exclaimed, before trotting out the door, his partner hot on his tail.
In a pleasant hovel on the other side of town
"So... any luck? Pyre?" Cobalt Flash asked, his ear pressed firmly against the door of his and his wife's bathroom.
Rather than a verbal answer, he heard the door unlock before opening, giving him a moment to step away and stare excitedly into his wife's eyes as she appeared before him. Her beautiful, two-toned teal mane looked stunning as ever, complimenting her sweet beige coat perfectly. The green scales covering her snout and back glistened in the morning light as the sun poured in through the open window behind her. However, his elation at seeing his beautiful wife was short lived as he saw the dejected look in her mocha eyes.
"No luck?" Cobalt sighed, looking down at the pregnancy test held in his wife's magic.
"No... I'm sorry, honey." Pyre Blaze replied, her gaze falling to the floor.
"Hey... it's okay, hun." Cobalt replied, closing the distance and nuzzling his wife, ensuring to firmly press against her ear just like he knew she loved.
"I'm just... so frustrated!" Pyre cried, wrapping her hooves around Cobalt as she sobbed into his luscious blue mane.
"Shhhh... it's okay, sweetie. We'll get there, I promise. Besides... it wasn't even that bad last night." Cobalt offered, rubbing his hoof down his wife's scaly back.
"We burned down a church!" Pyre blurted out, before returning to sobbing in her husband's forelegs.
"Only a little this time! It was still standing when we left. You're getting better at controlling it, sweetheart." Cobalt offered.
"I...I-I am?" Pyre sniffled, finally breaking the hug to look at her husband's gentle blue eyes.
"Yes! You are. I know it's still not ideal... but hey, that's why we pick abandoned places for this, isn't it?" Cobalt smiled, nuzzling her cheek with his gold-scaled muzzle.
"I just... I wish that I was pregnant already. We've been trying for years now and every time I go into heat, I turn into a volcano, burning down everything around me and we still don't even get a foal out of it!" Pyre bitterly muttered, shaking her head in disappointment.
Cobalt lovingly nuzzled her cheek and held her tightly in his forelegs, "It's okay, sweetie. This time... we'll get it, I promise. We just need to be patient."
Pyre sniffled, "I hope you're right... at this rate, we're running out of abandoned places to buck in." She replied, earning a snicker from her kirin husband.
"Well I think I just might have a place in mind. You see..."
"The abandoned house at the corner of Juniper street!" Noir cried, pointing his hoof at the picture of a run down hovel of a house in a field just outside of Manehattan.
The rest of the detectives in the room all stared at him with mixed looks of annoyance, scrutiny, and disappointment.
"Noir, where in the hay did you get that idea from?" The chief questioned, an unamused frown on his face.
"What do you mean!? I just went over the evidence!" Noir cried out, disbelief all over his face.
"All you did was spout a bunch of gibberish about how they're only burning down abandoned buildings and then just picked a random abandoned house at the outskirts of town." Another detective rebutted.
"I-buh... what!? I told you all that they're specifically picking buildings that are abandoned! Their trail leads all the way from one side of town to the other! They're clearly picking these buildings on purpose! The first was a series of empty apartments, then a service venue, and now a church. Clearly, the next choice is going to be this house!" Noir defensively exclaimed.
"Why, exactly?" The chief questioned.
"W-well, because the places they've picked have always been abandoned and they seem to be following a specific path. If you just look here on the map," Noir began, pointing back at the map behind him, and the spiderweb of string connecting the various arson locations, "Over here on Mane street, there was the apartment, then on-" Noir began, only for the chief to cut him off.
"That's enough, Noir. You're too fixated on this. You've been on this case for almost two years now and all you've managed to put together is a hodge-podge of theories and possibilities of where they might go next? You need to focus on another case, son." He said, shaking his head, much like a disappointed parent.
"W-what?! But chief!" Noir tried to protest.
"Son, we've got more important things to focus on than your serial arsonists, right now. From what you've found and what we know to be true, they don't seem to want to target anypony specifically, just abandoned places. Right now, I need everypony in the force to focus on the latest crime spree those Digory Doo brothers are going on." The chief continued.
"They hit the donut shop yesterday morning. Took out all the cream filled ones too..." One of the other detectives muttered, the sadness clear in his voice.
"Not to mention the hit they pulled at the coffee shop. Without our coffee and donuts, how are we supposed to do our jobs!?" Yet another detective chimed in.
"I know, boys. That's why I'm committing all police resources to finding these thieves and putting them away for good." The chief announced, to resounding applause.
With their motivation restored, and gusto in their step, the rest of the police ponies in the room quickly filed out, all of them ignoring or simply uncaring for Noir's weak protests. Soon enough, the entire room was empty, save for the stallion himself, and his partner. After a moment of sad silence, Seeker walked over to Noir and placed a comforting hoof on his wither.
"Ah, don't take it too hard, Noir. You did good on this case... chief's just a little focused on the Digory Doo boys right now. I'm sure once we catch them and bring them in, he'll hear you out again." Seeker offered.
After several seconds of no response, and an increasingly worried look forming on Seeker's face, Noir glanced up to the other stallion with a determined glint in his eyes, "I'm gonna stake out the house tonight." He announced.
"W-what? Noir, didn't you hear? The chief told you to forget about this case for now. You can't disobey a direct order like that. You could ruin your career." Seeker protested.
"Not if I catch this arsonist in the act, I won't." Noir replied, getting to his hooves.
"N-Noir, are you sure about this? I can't come with you and nopony else will be able to either. If you get into a jam, there's no backup." Seeker weakly offered.
"Don't worry about me. I've got everything I need to put this psycho away." Noir replied, before storming out of the room.
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Cobalt and Pyre trotted through the dark alleyways that made up the Manehattan outskirts. Several ponies passed them but opted to ignore them and their choice of black bodysuits which hid the majority of their identifiable features. Such things were quite common in Manehattan, after all.
Soon enough, they arrived at the grassy field leading to the abandoned house Cobalt had picked out earlier that day. As they approached, Pyre nervously glanced back and forth at the worryingly open field the house rested in.
"A-are you sure about this, hun? This feels a bit more... exposed than before." She questioned, following closely behind her mate.
"That's why it's perfect." Cobalt smirked.
"How do you figure?"
"Well, everywhere else we've tried was in the city, and well hidden. This place, is way out in the open, so if you go full nirik again, it'll be super obvious." Cobalt happily explained.
"Uh... doesn't that make this a bad choice then?" Pyre deadpanned.
"Nope. See, now that you've got that knowledge in the back of your head, you'll subconsciously control yourself. The city was a crutch that was holding you back. Now, with real stakes, you'll see just how easily you can control it." Cobalt cheerily explained.
Pyre leveled a deadpan gaze at her husband for a few moments as the duo approached the dilapidated structure.
"If you're wrong, I swear to Celestia..." She muttered, after shaking her head.
"That's the spirit!" Cobalt cheered, kicking the door open with a hind leg.
Upon entering the abandoned dwelling, both kirin spread out into the entry way, finding dust covering the entirety of the inside. Hardwood floors covered in a layer of pale white, surrounded by decaying wooden furniture that was falling apart piece by piece. Pyre walked over to what she could only assume was the living room of the abandoned hovel.
"Well this place certainly looks the part." She noted aloud, looking up to the ceiling and the boards of broken and decayed wood that made up the second level's flooring.
"Better than the last place, at least... right?" Cobalt sheepishly inquired, giving a hopeful smile.
"Honey, anywhere is better than you banging me in a church. Now, where's the bedroom in this place?" She replied, flicking her tail and brushing the soft hairs against Cobalt's muzzle.
A small blush covering his face as the gesture completely exposed his wife's soft, supple nethers to him, Cobalt followed after her like a lost puppy, his eyes glued to the prize as her hips sashayed back and forth. They quickly made their way to the second floor of the building after finding every room on the first story with too much flammable debris covering the floor to be safe. As they ascended the stairs, both kirin had to watch their step, as several of the stairs were broken and gone, leaving a gaping hole for either one of them to fall into.
Within a few minutes of careful navigation, they managed to get onto the second floor of the structure and head toward what was assumed to be the master bedroom. Pyre opened the large double doors at the end of the short hallway, allowing both of them to enter what was a surprisingly empty master bedroom. The large bed at the end of the room was noticeably decayed and dirty, but the floor was otherwise barren, aside from a small dresser at the other end of the room.
"Yeah... I think this will do nicely." Pyre smiled, turning back to her husband as her eyelids drooped.
"Told you you'd like it." Cobalt smirked, leaning in and nuzzling his wife once more.
With their lovemaking location decided, the pair took to gently and caringly nuzzling each other, ensuring to touch the spots on each other that they knew they liked to be touched. Cobalt nibbled lightly under Pyre's chin, making her gasp, before rubbing his cheek against her throat for a moment. In return, she leaned down and licked his ear, the wet, succulent sensation of her tongue making his length spring out of his sheath in record time.
As their touches grew more and more bold, so did the heat slowly radiating off of them. It wasn't even noticeable for the pair of kirin, but were anyone else in the room, they certainly would have felt the sudden rise in temperature. Undeterred, Cobalt pressed harder against his wife, his hooves reaching up to hold her wither as he angled his head and nipped at her neck. One, two, then three bites later, he hit her favorite spot, earning a groan of pleasure from his lover. As they finally separated, and he managed to look on her with his loving eyes, he found her entire face flushed red, and her breath coming in rapid, panting heaves.
"Baby..." She muttered, biting her lip.
"Turn around for me. I need to taste you." Cobalt ordered, a confident smirk on his muzzle.
Without question, Pyre spun around on her hooves and presented her rear to him, her tail flagging high in the air as her treasure was unveiled. Soft, supple, and deliciously warm, her inviting folds and teardrop pussy were everything Cobalt could have ever wanted and more. The rapidly winking bulb that was her clit popped out to greet him every second, clearly indicating just how excited and worked up she was already. Without any further delay, Cobalt leaned in, his muzzle bumping against her puffy ponut as his tongue lashed out and lavishly lapped at her moist marehood.
Biting her foreleg to stifle her moans, Pyre gently pushed her hips back into her husband's face, shoving his tongue deeper into her cunt than it already was. Her arousal quickly grew and grew until it was a burning inferno that consumed her chest, making every lick from her dutiful husband feel like a whip lashing against her willpower. Her nectar dripped freely from her snatch, only to be quickly consumed by her lover as he greedily lapped up her every drop.
Cobalt's own cock slapped against his belly again and again as he tasted his wife's insides. The sweet, tangy, and yet notably spicy taste of her juices only served to heighten his arousal enough to match hers. He licked deeper and deeper, his lips kissing at her clit as it winked out over and over. His tongue twisted and curled against her folds, finding every crevice and sweet spot she had within minutes, the pleasure threatening to make her cum on the spot before they'd even gotten to the main event.
However, like any good husband, Cobalt knew all of his wife's tells, and as her right hindleg began to quake, he knew she was quickly approaching her climax. So it was with great restraint that he pulled himself away, a long string of saliva and feminine fluids connecting his lips to hers for but a moment more, before falling away to the air. Cobalt took the brief pause to look over to his wife's face, finding that Pyre's head was buried in her forelegs and her mane was already smoking.
"Woah... you okay, honey?" Cobalt asked, nervously looking down at his wife.
Pyre slowly lifted her head, her eyebrows already alight with blue flames, "I-I'm okay... j-just gimme a second." She replied, though her eyes were unfocused and hazy.
It took nearly a minute, but the flames licking at her eyebrows did slowly fade away, leaving nothing but steady streams of smoke emanating from her brow. Once she was able to calm herself down enough, she looked up to her lover and smiled.
"Okay, I think I'm ready now." She stated, giving him a hopeful look.
Cobalt smiled and kissed his wife, "Alright. On your back or do you want me to mount you?" He asked, gently.
"I... it would probably be for the best if you mounted me. I think I'm going to burn my way through the floor if I get too excited again." She noted.
Cobalt nodded, "Alright, hun. Up you get." He instructed, helping her to her hooves.
Pyre quickly assumed the position once more, her legs spreading and her tail flicking to the side to give her husband a view of her now sopping wet folds. Drops of her arousal fell to the floor, sizzling as they made contact with the ground and steaming briefly into the cool air. With the hypnotizing view of his wife's dripping rear presented before him, Cobalt wasted no time and reared back onto his hind legs, his chest landing on hers with a meaty *thump*.
He steadily thrust forward with his member, his cockhead passing just under her juicy sex, smearing her sizzling wetness all over his shaft and sending a shiver up her spine as his tip brushed against her teats. He pulled back, attempting to angle himself into her folds, but pressed just a bit too high and nearly shoved his way straight into her tight ponut.
"Wrong hole!" Pyre cried, her already red face somehow blushing even more.
"Oops. Sorry, hun." Cobalt sheepishly smiled, pulling back just a smidge.
He tried to press forward once more, this time taking his sweet time to ensure optimum penetration, but his slow pace was torturous for his needy wife below. With each passing second of his meaty cock pressing against her lower lips, just barely avoiding penetration, she quickly began to wonder if her husband was just teasing her for the sake of teasing. She tried to thrust her hips back to assist, but the weight of her much larger lover made that nearly impossible.
Quickly running out of patience, Pyre ignited her horn with a needy whine and engulfed Cobalt's shaft in her teal aura. She similarly spread her own folds wide open with her magic and pressed his length into her. Utter bliss enraptured her as the wide head of Cobalt's stallionhood finally pressed into her, slipping into her depths and filling her entirely. Each ridge and twitch of his cock felt like ecstasy coursing through her veins, and the way his medial ring managed to perfectly press against her g-spot every time made her pant like a dog in heat.
Finally, after entirely too long, Cobalt was fully hilted inside of her, his cockhead pressing firmly against her womb as every square centimeter of her velveteen folds were utterly stuffed with the stud's equipment. She felt him lean down and affectionately nuzzle her cheek as his forelegs wrapped around her barrel, hugging her tightly as they connected on the deepest level possible.
"Couldn't wait for me to get it for you, could ya?" Cobalt teased, before gently nibbling her ear.
"H-hah... I need it so bad... this heat is one of the worst ones yet..." Pyre practically moaned, subconsciously bouncing her hips back against Cobalt's waist.
"I know, hun. I've got you. Just relax and let me do all the work now, okay?" Cobalt whispered, lovingly kissing her cheek.
With a muted nod of acceptance, Pyre's head fell and a long moan left her lips as Cobalt gradually withdrew his shaft from her tight folds. Each millimeter of distance covered sent jolts of pleasure racing through her pussy, her clit winking against the bottom of his cock for all it was worth. The continuous, rapid-fire stimulation would have driven her insane, if it weren't for how horribly short lived it was. Before she knew it, Cobalt's cock was almost completely out of her slit, leaving her feeling an emptiness that she couldn't bear for even a second longer.
Luckily, Cobalt was merciful, and drove his hips forward with a solid thrust, sending his cock spearing straight into her depths until their hips collided. The sudden, blunt impact of his tip against her cervix made Pyre cry out in pleasure, and her legs trembled slightly as steam wafted from her pores. She panted for breath as Cobalt's length retreated once more, but all the air in the world couldn't fill her lungs fast enough as he drove his hips forward once more, slamming into her and forcing the oxygen from her faster than she could replace it.
Each thrust into her was met with a loud moan of approval, and though she felt as if she were merely a passenger on this fantastic ride, Pyre's hips moved of their own accord, slamming back against Cobalt's thrusts with vigor. Meaty *plaps* of their groins connecting over and over filled the air, while desperate pleas for 'more' or 'faster' were whispered from Pyre's lips as her brain struggled to handle the sensory overload.
Cobalt, for his part, was in absolute heaven. His wife's supple folds were unmatched by anything else in the world, bar none. The way she squeaked and moaned from his thrusts drove his arousal higher and higher, prompting him to thrust faster and faster. Sweat began to form on his brow, but much like Pyre, the heat radiating off of his body evaporated the liquid within seconds, leading to a hazy steam filling the air from the pair of kirin lovers.
The constant winking of her clit against his shaft felt like a soft kiss against his cock and balls every time he managed to hilt her. Time and time again he felt his end coming for him, waves of sexual pleasure running up his length over and over, pressing him to the very edge of his ability to withstand them. However, there was one thing that kept him from cumming, one final hurdle that he knew he had to leap over, in order to earn the privilege of pumping his load directly into Pyre's waiting womb.
She had to cum first. Granted, she wasn't going to complain if he seeded her nice and deep and finished her off with his magic or with his hoof. No, truth be told, Cobalt was a gentlestallion to a fault, and as far as he was concerned, there simply was no cumming inside his wife's fertile fields unless he earned that privilege. So it was with a heavy heart, and painfully heavy balls, that he restrained himself, slowing his pace just as he wanted to push toward the end. Of course, he knew that this would only lead to Pyre's own orgasm being painfully denied just before its precipice, but he had more than enough tricks up his sleeves to deal with that.
Reaching down with his hooves, Cobalt fondled Pyre's teats, rubbing the prickly flesh with the sensitive frogs of his hooves as he slowed his pace down. Her teats had always been one of her greatest weaknesses- something that Cobalt enjoyed immensely whenever she'd let him suckle on them- but while they were hopefully soon to be reserved for the foal, they could certainly help him push her over the edge now.
"O-Oh... Cobalt..." Pyre moaned, her legs trembling as the dual sensations of her husband's cock and hooves on her most sensitive spots drove her closer and closer to ruin.
"You like that? Just think, soon enough, we're gonna have a foal... and these babies will be filled to the brim with milk for the little guy... you'll let me have some though, won't you?" Cobalt teasingly replied, before biting firmly on Pyre's neck.
Pyre cried out in pleasure as the bite sent a wave of pleasure and pain searing through her mind. Her sopping folds, drenched in her arousal, dripped down her thighs and formed a lewd, steaming puddle between her legs as Cobalt continued to destroy her pussy. However, just as she thought she couldn't possibly get any closer to heaven, she felt the familiar touch and sound of Cobalt's magic, wrapping around her inner thighs.
The arcane aura spilled up and over her coat like a liquid, seeping into her pussy until it reached her womb, and even stuffing her ponut with its blue haze. Then, she felt it. Powerful vibrations, warm and strong, filled her every crevice. Her head thrown back, it was all she could do to let out a silent scream of agonizing bliss as rapture slowly overwhelmed her.
"Just like that, baby... cum for me... cum and I'll paint your insides white. You'll be absolutely stuffed with our foal and bloated to high heaven... who knows... maybe we'll have triplets?" Cobalt whispered, licking Pyre's ear as he sensually purred deep in his throat.
The combined stimuli was simply too much for Pyre's poor, mortal brain to handle, and with a nearly feral cry, she came, hard. Her walls convulsed and squeezed around Cobalt as her marish juices sprayed out onto the floor below them, instantly setting the wood on fire. Her eyebrows, both smoking from the overwhelming excitement of their lovemaking, burst into flames that instantly spread to her entire mane. Within a microsecond, Pyre went from hot and bothered, to scorching and inflamed.
Cobalt, despite all of the fiery commotion below him, continued to thrust again and again, pumping his wife's flaming pussy with his cock and making her voice pitch shift an octave higher. Despite the sudden demonic sound that she sported, his attention was so focused on finally reaching his own climax, that he didn't pick up on the sound of approaching hoofsteps until they reached the door.
Noir kicked the door open with his hindlegs, quickly spinning around and facing the pair as he pulled out his badge.
"Manehattan PD! You have the right... to..." He trailed off, nearly dropping his badge in shock as he stared at the sight before him.
Paying absolutely no heed to the intrusion into their lovemaking, Cobalt and Pyre continued their impassioned horizontal tango, until finally, Cobalt came. He slammed his hips into Pyre's with the force of a freight train, a loud, guttural groan escaping him as his flaring cockhead was finally allowed to expel its load deep into his wife's womb. Spurt after heavy spurt of liquid fire gushed into her, filling her cervix with his seed so fast that neither of them had time to even pull apart before flaming white squirted out around Cobalt's shaft.
The heat output from the kirin coitus quickly reached its fever point, as Cobalt was engulfed in blue flames as well, his coat turning a black that matched Pyre's, and his eyes glowing white hot with cataclysmic energy. The wooden furniture of the room was simply no match for their combined inferno of passion, and within moments, the bed was engulfed in flames, followed quickly by the wallpaper and floorboards.
The entire room burst into flames, making Noir dive back down the stairs in an attempt to escape the blaze. He just barely managed to avoid the flashpoint of blistering energy, landing on his side at the bottom of the staircase. He groaned in pain as he got back to his hooves, quickly hurrying back up the stairs to confirm if he'd actually seen what he thought he saw. Sure enough, as he reached the apex of the staircase, he could see down the hallway to the now burning inferno before him, and the pair of kirin lovingly kissing each other as the fire raged around them.
Somehow, some way, Noir couldn't help but feel a sense of happiness for the obvious couple, despite the current situation they all found themselves in. The burning inferno raged around them, yet the couple appeared to be caught in a moment of utter bliss and captivation as they shared such an intimate moment together. The fact that they were both also on fire did little to assuage their romantic inclinations, as they only pressed their lips against each other more and more.
Still, as with all things, it wasn't destined to last, and as they finally pulled apart to look into each other's eyes, the sudden realization of what they'd done to their surroundings suddenly caught up with them. Pyre's eyes widened as she took in the scorching room around her, and the flames licking at the ceiling as they consumed everything in their path.
"Dammit! I did it again!" Pyre exclaimed, a frustrated frown on her features.
"Hey, it's okay, hun. It's only a little fire this time." Cobalt offered, gently stroking his hoof through his wife's luscious mane.
Pyre opened her mouth to respond, but Noir's voice suddenly cut in, snapping both her and Cobalt's eyes over to the police pony now standing at the doorway.
"A little!? What in Tartarus are you talking about!? This is an inferno! A-and is this how you two have been starting these fires for the past three years!?" Noir exclaimed.
Pyre and Cobalt both stared dumbly at the detective as he irately lambasted them from the doorway. Despite their fearsome appearance, the duo were both struck speechless in fear at the sight of an officer of the law, let alone one screaming at them for their obvious misdeeds. However, while their blushing faces were certainly a sight in their nirik forms, more pressing matters quickly forced their way to the front of everyone's minds as the support beams overhead creaked and groaned under the strain of the fire burning through them.
"We need to get out of here!" Noir cried out, looking up just in time to see the beam fall from the ceiling.
Cobalt quickly wrapped his forelegs around his wife and dove to the side, narrowly avoiding the falling timber. Once he was able to get the pair of them back to their hooves, they both quickly darted toward Noir. Not a moment later, the rest of the ceiling collapsed behind them, crashing into the floor and through the first level of the structure.
The fire and darkness that consumed both kirin quickly fizzled out, allowing their normal hair and colors to be seen, though they were painted in a hot orange glow from the burning building around them. They quickly followed Noir down the stairs and out the front door just as more and more of the building collapsed behind them, just barely making it out before any of them could be hurt or worse. Even after they were out of the house, Noir continued to lead them another hundred meters away, ensuring to get them all far away from the fire.
Noir coughed from the smoke inhalation, coming to a stop once he was satisfied with their distance from danger, and to his surprise, felt a gentle touch on his back. He looked up to see Cobalt giving him a thankful smile.
"I know it probably doesn't mean much... but thank you for getting us out of there. We didn't realize that house would... go down so quickly." He offered.
Noir frowned, "Don't thank me so fast. You two are both under arrest for arson!" He exclaimed, before falling into another coughing fit.
"Officer, please! Just let us explain!" Pyre cried, hugging her husband tightly.
Once he was able to come down from his cough, Noir gave her a raised eyebrow, "Explain what? Your weird arson fetish? Do you two always start fires by bucking like animals?"
A hurt look appeared on both Cobalt and Pyre's face, "No! It's not like that... we... we were trying not to hurt anypony." Cobalt explained.
Noir's eyebrow raised even higher, "I'm listening."
"We-" Cobalt began, but Pyre cut him off.
"It's because of me... you see... we've been trying to have a foal for years and... well, for some reason, it's just never happened." She explained, morosely.
Though his expression remained neutral, Noir's look did soften somewhat.
"Every time I go into heat, we try... and every time, I lose control and go full nirik. We don't want to hurt anypony... so we've been going to abandoned places to keep some semblance of privacy without burning somepony's house down. We never wanted to start so many fires... we just wanted a foal so badly." Pyre explained, tears forming in her eyes.
Just as she looked like she was about to break down and sob, Cobalt hugged her tightly, nuzzling her cheek. Despite himself, Noir couldn't help but look down into his trenchcoat, the small picture of his little filly sticking out just enough for him to see her face. His heart went out to the kirin before him, and even though his sense of duty screamed at him to do otherwise, he made up his mind within minutes.
"If you two promise to stop doing this in places that can burn down... then I didn't see you here." He relented, snapping both kirin's attention to him.
"A-are you serious?" Cobalt asked, dumbfounded.
"I am... I've got a filly of my own. I... I can understand that desire to be a parent. Just... stop burning houses down to do it, guys." Noir chastised.
"Oh, thank you!" Pyre cried, throwing her hooves around him and squeezing him tightly.
"H-hot! Hot!" Noir gasped, the still searing heat all over Pyre's body making his coat steam.
"Oh! Sorry! Sorry!" Pyre replied, letting go of him immediately.
Noir took a moment to dust himself off before adjusting his hat and fixing the couple with a small smirk, "Alright, alright. Get outta here, you lovebirds." He ordered, nodding toward the city.
"Thank you." They both replied, before turning tail and trotting back toward town.
The trip back home was swift, and thankfully uneventful, and as Pyre and Cobalt approached their home, she playfully bumped her flank against his.
"What is it?" Cobalt asked, smiling at her.
"You know how a mare can tell when she's pregnant?" Pyre asked, giving a wide smile.
"Your heat's..." Cobalt trailed off.
"My heat's gone." Pyre beamed.
Author's Note
So this was a fun little fic I did as a commission for a good couple friends of mine. Really happy with the end result and I hope you guys like it too. First time writing a story about Kirin. Who woulda thunk it?
Anyways, massive thank you to PillowFight for editing this story for me. You guys should go read his work. It's a lot of fun.
Anyways, I hope you all enjoyed. This was a lot of fun to write and hopefully a lot of fun to read.
