The Soft Moments In Between.
Author's Note
The first attempt at writing something more than light teasing, it's probably fucking awful. Never done the deed don't know how things actually go and all that. I hope I wrote something with even a modicum of realism to it. This one also skipped my editor so feel free to make fun of me for the inevitable grammar and random capitalization mistakes that are still here that I know I missed but can't see because I'm too close to it. The awkward word choice is also a thing, but I'll stop self-deprecating now.
The Soft Moments In Between.
“Carl! Come hereee,” Luna called from outside the bathroom.
“I’ll be out in a minute,” I replied, the wine from dinner having done a number on my bladder.
Finishing my business I exited the bathroom turning to the suite's large bedroom. Luna lay upon the bed splayed out belly up, her beautiful form free and completely relaxed. Her wings sparkled in contrast to the burgundy sheets in the half-light.
She waved a hoof at me drawing my attention, “Are you going to keep staring or come explore the moon?”
I tentatively made my way over sitting down on the edge of the bed next to her. Rubbing my forehead nervously I tried to say anything but nothing would come.
She rolled over, turning to face me. Her hoof touched my thigh, startling me. She spoke softly and carefully, “This does not need to be serious, just come and have fun with me. It’s no different than when you were concerned about cuddling me.
“But it is different,” I said exasperated.
She rubbed my thigh saying, “Do I need to threaten to tell your mom ‘the thing’ Again?
“Hey now, that is unca-,” I was cut off, pulled down into a passionate kiss running her tongue across my teeth and trying to quite literally drown me in love.
Breaking away she breathlessly murmured in my ear, “We can go a-as slow or as fast as yo- you want I just need you to tou-ch me. What-ever you want to do, however, you want to do it as long as you-’re not hurting me,” her hooves slid under my shirt trying to pull it off me.
I slowly ran my hands down her wings as she worked my shirt off slowly. The annoying cloth finally removed, she pounced on me kissing my chest.
“You are one thirsty pony, huh.”
She ignored me, hauling herself up and kissing my neck. Kissing her on the top of the snout I mumbled, “Does this mean I can touch the horn?”
Luna giggled cutely, “You can touch mine if I can touch yours.”
“Fine, fine I think that can be arranged,” I jokingly complained, rubbing the joints of her wings. I rolled her over softly, lightly holding her down, “you said as fast or, as slow as I want, no? In your words, I want to ‘explore the moon’.” She gasped as I kissed under her jaw tracing a line down her neck and chest. Stopping at her teats I hesitantly held the soft flesh in the palm of my hand. Pulling my hand away I looked at it then the two perfect little mounds between her legs. I continued my path of kisses down, giving extra attention to her soft little nipples. I paused there for a moment continuing my ministrations drawing soft little moans from her.
“Stop teasing me,” She whined, “there is more fun stuff, fur-further down.”
“Buttt you said as slow as I want,” Sarcasm dripping from every word.
She lightly pushed me down with her wings, “That is not what I meant, and you kn-”
I cut her short lightly tracing around her vulva, her clit aggressively winking. The soft fur lightly matted with lust. My soft touch drew shivers and gasps as I worked my way closer and closer. Shifting down the bed everything was in full view and in perfect position, “Say pineapples if anything I do hurts,” She shuddered as my warm breath washed over her sensitive folds. I paused for a moment, taking everything in.
Luna prodded through her gasping breaths, “What, what’s wrong now.”
“I don’t, I don’t know what to do from here. I know how and where everything is supposed to go but…”
“Rut me you idiot!” she practically yelled, spreading herself with magic.
She mewled as I slowly penetrated her velvet depths, my fingers marking out every ridge and bump. My thumb tracing figures eights over her spasming and contracting little pink nub. Continuing deeper she quivered and arched breathless moans drawn from such simple motions. Delving further a rough patch drew my attention, the cries of ecstasy intensifying at the smallest of brushes. I drew closer to the prize I had never tasted before, enveloping her with my tongue. She froze the sudden change driving her over the edge. She shook and I was suddenly sprayed with her pleasure.
I coughed mildly shocked. She held her wings over her embarrassed face. I flopped on the bed next to her, the giggles overtaking me.
I hugged her pulling her close stifling the giggles barely, “I guess I should have brought a towel, I left dry land,” We lay there for god knows how long just laughing, the real slapstick laughs. The kind of humor only found in the soft moments in between. The tingle of magic attempting to unbutton my pants distracted me from the soft wings enveloping me, “I take it that it’s my turn, Huh”
“This was supposed to be for you, you, you,” she punctuated softly punching my chest.
I attempted a rebuttal but was surprised by Luna's impatience boiling over. Done with struggling with the pants she simply tore them, ripping off the dress slacks at the seams.
With my boxers now the only barrier between us she growled with frustration, “So many damned layers!” Quickly standing over me and stripping them from me I sprang to attention, unhindered by the annoying fabric.
I smiled nervously, “everything you thought it would be?”
She looked at me pointedly as she positioned herself over me, “You are my everything. Are you ready?” She didn’t wait for an answer, slowly sliding down my length. My breath staggered, the sudden sensation overwhelming me.
“Is it everything you thought it would be?” she mocked, grinning.
Slowly working herself over me my grunts and gasps spurring her onward. She leaned forward starting the battle for control of my lips. The room echoed with the passion of lovers finally made one. Her soft walls constricted and pulled as she sped up the pace, our combined moans intensifying.
“Luna, I’m,” with the change of rhythm I couldn’t help myself.
We both came together, the throws of passion leaving us collapsed on one another.
I started to cry, my emotions overwhelming me.
She rubbed my chest concerned, “Hey, what's wrong?”
I laughed through my sobs, “Nothing, everything is too perfect. The last eight months leading up to this, the turmoil, fights, drama, love, It’s catching up with me, all of it right now. Nothing can top this moment.” I clasped her face with my hands just looking at her and brushing the stars behind her ear, “Everything I need right here in front of me, ah hell, even wrapped around me.”
A smile split her face, tears in her eyes, “I love you too”
We stayed just like that in each other's comforting grasp. I idly traced the spirals of her horn, the soft fur lightly sparking and popping in the dark.
Laying her head in the crook of my neck she hummed lightly, “I don’t know why you find that so fascinating.”
“It’s like you.”
“What do you mean by that?” she harrumphed.
“It’s pretty and unique”
Her breath hitched and hiccuped. She cried in my ear barely a whisper, “You’re too good for me.” In her soft embrace sleep overtook me.
I was awoken by the sensation of the hairs on my legs getting torn out one by one. I blinked owlishly at the sight in front of me, Luna trying to slowly peel herself off of me. The previous night's events had effectively glued us together.
She looked at me sheepishly, “We should have showered.”
“Bandaid?”
“What!?”
Bandaid it is then, I rolled Luna off of me waxing my thighs in the process. We both hissed, the sudden removal of hundreds of hairs besting even our pain tolerances. I laughed through my grimace at Luna’s squirming.
Wiggling my way to the edge of the bed I sat rubbing the sting out of my thighs, “It hurts less if you don’t expect it.”
“It still hurts you, you, creature,” She managed to squeak through clenched teeth.
Slowly working my way around the bed I kneeled next to her, rubbing her side. I softly murmured in her ear, “A hot shower would help you want me to take you?” She grumbled at me as I picked her light frame up off the bed. She rolled over into a bridle carry looking pathetic. Kissing her on the nose I mused, “You do have more fur than I do, I’m sorry.”
She continued her wordless grumbling and grumping as we made our way to the bath. The doors opened with idle magic as we went. The luxurious shower, far larger than any one person would ever need, the taxpayers' dime spent for our comfort.
“Do you want me to put you down or do you want to do the thing from where you are?” I questioned nodding to the showers' many knobs and levers. The only answer to my question was more irritated, unintelligible mumbling. Lightly tickling her side I lightly threatened, “I could just turn the water on to where I like it if I don’t get an answer.”
“Put me down, I’ll get it,” She muttered, finally saying something understandable.
Gently rolling onto her hooves she started and adjusted the water temperature. Slowly working into our standard routine Luna ended up belly up trying to unmat her fur. She squeaked and hissed looking pitiful as the fur yanked and pulled free. Kneeling I started to slowly help my dexterous fingers running all along her lower half.
“You know that's really distracting,” she complained, her magic sparking and crackling as she lost concentration momentarily.
Continuing to help I lightly pinched her cutie mark, her magic sparking out completely at my teasing.
“You keep teasing me…” She warned.
I leaned forward pressing more than just my thighs against her, “You’ll what? Make the morning more entertaining than it has already been?”
Her tail flagged aggressively brushing against my calves, a cherry red blush on her cheeks. “You little, little…”
“I’d say I’m pretty big given the way you were moaning last night.”
She groaned trying to stifle a laugh, “Ahh, that’s terrible!”
I made an obscene gesture with my hands, “It was but… how do you feel about… this morning?”
Running a wing tip across my chest she seductively responded, “I would love to.” Her tone changed, “However NOT on the floor, my back hurts already.”
Slowly standing out of her way she slowly stretched as she returned to her hooves hiding nothing. I couldn’t refrain from staring at the full moon mouth agape.
“You’ll catch flies like that,” Luna quipped.
I looked away embarrassed muttering, “Can you blame me though?”
Her hips coming into my gaze she pushed me back till I was against the wall, her hips against mine. Looking more serious she stated, “I was so afraid you wouldn’t find me physically attractive. I had hour-long conversations with Cadance about it.”
Slowly rubbing her back I teased, “Thinking about other mares while we fuck, how scandalous.”
“Well, technica-” Her voice petered out as I rubbed my tip over her love button.
Leaning over her gently rubbing the base of her wings I whispered breathily, “Well continue, it sounded like you had more to say”
She stuttered, “I um well, ah” Slowly sinking into her satin depths she lost her voice.
We shifted in our coupling the only sounds, were the running water, and our heavy breathing. Reaching behind my head I removed the adjustable showerhead. Quickly shifting it to its massage setting. I ran the pulsing water down her chest slowly working my way further down. Shifting the warm water over her thighs I gradually brought it to her rapidly winking clit. Her cry of pleasure echoed off the glass and porcelain, her front legs giving up their already unsteady hold.
Picking up my pace she whined, “Stop, Pineapples!”
I froze, dropping the impromptu vibrator, “Are you ok?”
She gasped between breaths, “Too, Much.”
I simply held her close letting her decide if she wanted to continue. Regaining her footing she slowly pulled herself off of me unsteadily. Turning she picked up the sprayer shakily placing it back in its place.
I mumbled under my breath, “Shit, shit, shit.”
Luna placed a hoof on my thigh reassuring me, “Hey, it’s ok this happens sometimes. It can’t be perfect all the time, but we have something more important to attend to.” Kneeling she brought my tip to her lips slowly enveloping me in the softest embrace. Twirling her tongue, heaven itself rolled and wrapped me. She had no problem hilting me and I didn’t last long, that one rapturous moment feeling like an eternity bringing my turn to echo off the ceramic. Gently retracting from my softly bucking and thrusting hips she stood on far more stable legs. I Pulled her into a fight for my essence over our mixed breaths. We broke from our connection smiling at a morning well spent.
We stayed like that for a while enjoying each other's company, finishing our actual shower activities as the water started to run cold.
