The Unexpected Saviour

-Jackson-

Derpy and I arrived at her house, which was similar to any regular earth pony’s house, even though she was a pegasus. We walked in the door, and Derpy immediately dropped the basket of muffins she was carrying onto the floor, jumped into my arms and started kissing me.

Her flavor was blueberry muffin from the muffins from earlier and some other odd, mixed-up flavor I couldn’t identify at the moment.

‘It was still a good flavor, though.’ I thought.

I walked to the couch, Derpy still in my arms, and us still kissing. I dropped her on the couch playfully and pounced on her, starting to make out with her. Our tongues battled for supremacy between our mouths. Derpy’s tongue was longer, so my tongue retreated to my mouth to be caressed roughly by Derpy’s longer, equine tongue.

Things got a little weird then. Her tongue found its way to the back of my throat, making me gag a tiny little bit. She slipped it past my uvula and slid it down my throat. It went a little bit farther than I could take and I struggled to get her tongue out of my throat, worried I wouldn’t be able to breathe. It slid out quickly without making me gag too much. Yet, I realized something.

I liked it. I liked when Derpy slid her tongue down my throat like that.

Derpy looked at me, her eyes tearing up with sadness. “You didn’t like it?” she asked sadly.

“Oh, hell no, Derpy. It was just a little weird at first. I really liked it though.” I reply.

“Okay then.” She says. She immediately started kissing me again. Her tongue is a lot more forward than the last kiss. It immediately snaked into my mouth and slithered down my throat. It rested just above the general area of my Adams apple. I relaxed my throat and breathed through my nose. It was a pretty good feeling, oddly enough. Derpy and I kissed through the whole thing.

And it only really got better, in my eyes.

Her tongue started writhing and curling up in my throat. I shuddered and shivered. My breathing quickened with a little difficulty. I grunt to get Derpy’s attention. Her eyes open slowly and her gaze softens when she notices it’s just me. I point at our kiss and brought my hands together, paused, then pulled them apart.

She somehow and thankfully got the message and pulled her tongue out slowly and sensuously, still writhing it around in the back of my throat.

Her tongue leaves my throat and wrestles with my tongue for a second then pulls away. I gasp for breath, since it wasn’t easy breathing past her tongue. I smile and run my hand through her mane, still breathing deeply. My hand goes down her mane until it reaches her back. I reach even further and grasp her wing joints. I grin evilly. She gasps and moans from the contact, and she grins sultrily. I gently massage the wing joints.

“Do you like that, Derpy? If you want more, you have to say so” I whisper seductively in her ear. She shivers and giggles.

“W-well, of c-course I w-want m-more, y-you s-silly.” She answers, the shivers audible in her voice.

“Okay then. Get ready, baby.” I growl in her ear. I massage her joints a little more forcefully. She groans and moans louder.

My hands are starting to get curious as they explore the whole wings, and not just the wing joints. As my hands brush lightly over the feathers on her wings, Derpy’s shudders and moans increased in intensity quickly.

As my hands were occupied with Derpy’s wings, my mouth met with hers in another passionate, tongue-twined kiss. Our tongues twisted and curled in each other’s mouths. We didn’t fight for tongue dominance; we just enjoyed what we simultaneously offered to the other. She moaned into my mouth when I hit a sensitive spot on her wings.

I pulled away from the kiss, a saliva strand connecting us after the kiss. The strand breaks, and I wipe my mouth off with a little slurp.

“How about one of those muffins?” I ask her, my voice hoarse with arousal. I magic the muffin-basket to the side of the couch. I open the basket and grab a muffin.

‘oh man, blueberry muffins. What’s so special about the extra in this muffin?’ I think. I think up a devious and awesome idea. I reach down to her marehood with the hand that has the muffin. I mush the muffin into her marehood and hear her moan with sexual stimulation. I slide down her belly until my mouth lined up to her marehood.

It’s looking like a mess, but a delicious mess. I look up at Derpy once. I grin dirtily. I lean down, still looking at her cute, golden yellow eyes *which were straight at the moment, oddly enough* and take a tentative lick of her muffined marehood. We both shiver in excitement.

I shiver because of the ‘extra’ something in the muffins. She shivers from the sensation of my tongue meeting her hot and horny marehood. I grin again and dive in for a treat. My mouth meets her pussy and we both shudder again. I shrug it off and continue to the best of my ability.

My tongue wasn’t as long as a normal stallion’s tongue but what I lacked in length, I made up for in . . . well, I don’t think I could make up with it with anything except eagerness. My tongue roamed everywhere it could reach.

I twiddled with her clit with my tongue. I slid my tongue over all of her erogenous zones slowly. I drove her crazy with agonizing slowness and deliberateness.

I still couldn’t place the taste that Derpy has. It is a confusing mish-mash of flavors, other than the blueberry muffin I mashed into her vagina.

I kept at it for a few more minutes, alternating between twiddling her clit, licking her erogenous zones and just getting my tongue as deep as I could. I saw her back arch and felt her pussy tighten. Right after that, she orgasmed. Her juices flowed unhindered into my mouth.

I swallowed when she seemed to start slowing down. I swished a little left-over around in my mouth a little to try to recognize the flavor. I still couldn’t tell what her flavor was.

I ignored my confusion to the best of my ability and teleported to the side by a few feet, to leave my clothes to fall to the ground, because nothing was supporting them anymore.

I slid back to her and got onto my knees, at the perfect height to enter her, because of the low couch, like everything else in Equestria.

As I lined up, I had a reality check. I realized Derpy hadn’t been admitted to the herd yet, but the herd would have eight mares if I admitted her to the herd too. I shuddered and clutched my head as if in pain.

“Too many mares for me” I mumble unintentionally. The world tilted to the side and everything went black.

-Derpy Hooves-

I saw Jackson shudder as he was about to enter me. He mumbled something along the lines of “too many” and suddenly keeled to the side, passed out. I propped myself onto my elbows, concerned for him, and wondering what happened to make him pass out like that.

‘Could it have been the muffin? Could it have been how forward I was? What made him pass out?’ I wonder to myself.

I look down to him lying on his side, still nude. I grin at the dirty thoughts floating through my head. I get off the couch, roll him onto his back and position myself over his organ and tease myself with it.

I sigh in pleasure and slowly push myself onto him. He was still very hard. I grinned again.

His organ was so filling. He would have made this so much better if he was awake and pumping me full of his dick on his own, but I’ll live with having sex with him while he slept.

‘Wait a second, is this rape?’ I ask myself nervously. ‘Oh it doesn’t matter anyway, this is what he wanted before he passed out. I’ll just give it to him myself.’

I grin again and kiss his cheek. He smiles and tries to kiss me back, but I had pulled away by then. I continue my ministrations for a little longer. The idea of “rape” pops into my head again. I start feeling really nervous and I hoped that I hadn’t raped him in a way.

I slow to a stop. I pull him out of me and sit on the couch; I’m nervous as to what he may think when he wakes up.

-Jackson-

I came to with Derpy sitting on the couch with a deep blush and her eyes straight. She looked nervous.

“Umm, Jackson, can I ask you something?” she asked nervously, fearfully even.

“What’s wrong, Derpy?” I ask, concerned for her.

“Nothing. Did you really want to buck me or was there something that made you change your mind before you did buck me?” she asks, still sounding really nervous.

“Well, I honestly do not know if I want to or not, right now . . .” I reply sheepishly. “but I passed out from the mental strain of thinking of how many mares I’d have in my herd if I added you too. You’d be the eighth mare.” I say. “Ugghhhh, too many mares to please already. I couln’t take that stress even with the best calming spell in the universe” I grumble.

Derpy appears to be in deep thought for a second. Then she starts and says, “I got it. We should go to the spa. It’s the most relaxing place I’ve been. We should totally go!”

“Are you sure? “‘Me’ and ‘spa’ don’t sound right in the same sentence.” I say uneasily.

“Aww, don’t worry, you big softie. It’ll be relaxing.” She says, killing my apprehensiveness with a sneak attack critical strike.

“Okay, fine. But don’t be surprised if I start complaining.” I retort.

-Luna-

“Where is he?” I say aloud. “He wanted his Xbox 360 repaired, didn’t he?”

“I’d say that too, Princess Luna. Where is that unusual human?” Twilight says.

“Yeah, I’ve been wondering what’s taken him so long, too” Rainbow Dash says in agreement.

“I know relatively where he is” Chrysalis mumbled just loud enough so only I could hear her. I acted like I didn’t hear her. But I did wink at her to give her a nonverbal reply. The comversation continued like nothing had happened.

“Unusual? Jackson? He is like all the other humans come to Equestria, minus the fact that he has wings and can use magic.” I replied.

“Umm, I feel I shouldn’t be telling you this, but he has a few odd turn-ons, namely one that would make him become putty in our hooves. He likes it when anypony bites his neck. I don’t know if he likes gentle bites or rough bites, though.” Twilight says.

Chrysalis blushed and hid her face. I ignored her.

“How did you come across this information, Twilight Sparkle?” I ask, worried what had happened after I had left.

“Umm, I saw Chrysalis, umm, biting his neck.” I looked at chrysalis with disgust and anger. Twilight held me back and continued “He was basically . . . putty in her hooves. If you would have seen it, you probably . . . would have . . . killed . . Chrysalis . . . then and there.” Twilight replied, choosing her words carefully while holding me off of Chrysalis.

“Enough stalling, Twilight. I must rid the-” I say but I am cut off by Chrysalis.

“Luna, I didn’t do it because I wanted to, I did it because he wanted to. I was getting him out of a short-lived depression. This is how it all went down.

“I asked him if he wanted to ‘do it’. You understand what I mean. I know you do. Anyway, he said no and got depressed for some reason. He said he needed physical closeness or calming music to lighten up. I had no music so I hugged him with one hoof. He hugged me back and I nuzzled his hair. My fangs apparently had accidentally scraped his scalp or something like that. He shuddered slightly. I had grinned and moved my head next to his and rested it on his shoulder. He took the message wrong and bared his neck to my fangs. My instincts kicked in and I played with him a little bit before biting his neck. I had only been biting him for a half second when Twilight came down the stairs and pinned me against a bookshelf, apparently. I hadn’t noticed because I was in a trance from his blood. I woke from my trance about three hours after I went into the trance.” Chrysalis explained. “Then Jackson tested his blood on Twilight. You did test his blood scientifically. Right, Twilight?” Chrysalis asked her.

“Yes I did. Nothing special about his blood whatsoever.” Twilight replied. “And we also found out that his blood was an aphrodisiac and also explosive when dried out. Don’t tell Celestia, I promised I wouldn’t tell her, so you should too.”

“Don’t worry Twilight Sparkle; my sister is debating on whether to disown me over the topic of Jackson. She doesn’t trust him at all.” I say to Twilight.

Twilight’s face went from ‘worried about Celestia finding out’ to ‘drained of all fight to live’.

“Did she only want her way and nopony else’s way?” Twilight asked, only fear in her voice.

“Of course! She always had wanted only her way and nopony else’s way, not even mine.” I reply, confused and also indignant.

The other ponies watch our talk closely.

“ohhh noooo!” Twilight groaned. “Jackson told us of types of Celestias that humans had come up with. One Celestia was aptly named ‘Tyrant Celestia’. I needn’t explain why, right?”

“Ohhh, that probably explains a lot!” I exclaim. “We must hide him, immediately. She sounded angry enough about him to execute him, or maybe throw him in the dungeon for life. Which are both bad, because he is the one. I will find him and bring him to the changelings. They will keep him safer than anywhere controlled by me and my sister.”

“Changelings? I thought ponies and changelings hated each other.” Twilight noted.

“I know, but I am going with the pretense of peace. If they do not accept him or are hostile to him in any way, I will agree to let Rage out on them.” I explain.