Partners
By AProffesionalBrony
-This is supposed to be very smooth... and read it to yourself with a deep voice.
The moonlight glistened off of the window, and acted as a natural flashlight on the rustled up sheets. The bed was soft, but had that kind of roughness to it from the two still bodies that laid upon it. It was an abnormally hot night in the summer, and the tree’s rustled out. Empty bottles of assorted drinks littered room.
The orange earth pony on the right had her back against the other one. He rustled around, his back sweaty from the rising temperature of the hot night. The sheets became wetter, and he rose his body. His wet coat was stuck to the sheets, until a quick pull brought them undone. The vibrations of the fabric woke the orange pony too.
“Problem, sugarcube?” Her voice broke the short silence, and it brought him at ease from his body temperature. The heat was thickening and it seemed to linger around the room, gripping the two ponies bodies.
“It’s nothing, just the heat, AJ,” he returned, his voice crisp, but didn’t share the same southern accent his partner did.
AJ’s hair was tangled in small knots, and undone from her red wrap that forms the bun at the end of her mane and tail. It had been a long time since they last became one, and he can remember how good it felt. Well, it was late at night, hot, steamy, and they were now both awake. He played out the smooth act, calming his voice, with a curious pitch to it.
“Hey, how ya’ feeling tonight?” he breathed, heavily, his eyes slightly shut, and focused on her wet mane.
“What does that mean?” she giggled, as her partner ran his snout along her fuzzy neck, slick and soft. Her small laughs were contagious, as her partner laughed too, his breath almost as hot as them both. He let his snout go over her mouth, and let his lips plant small kisses down on her lover.
“We haven’t rutted in a week, you know,” he said, trying to roll over onto his partner. He had a thought that maybe that was a bit to much of a rush on, instead of a lay on.
“And what does that mean?” AJ’s voice got softer as well, letting him get on top of her, and the room’s moonlight began shifting in a downwards direction, causing the natural glow to move onto them both. Here they both were, lying in bed, both widely awake, but didn’t know how to start. It had only been a week, but it felt like months.
He wasn’t going to rut her if she didn’t want him to, but she didn’t answer him, causing an awkward moment. He looked deep into her eyes, and used his facial expressions to ask again, and he prayed to Celestia and Luna that she would say “yes”.
“Why y’all lookin’ at me like that, ya’ big fool?” she whispered, she didn’t get his expression. He grabbed a somewhat empty bottle of a rich liquid, took a sip, which he shouldn’t have, knowing it was old, and bitter. He coughed out, and a tear grew in his eye. More laughs came from AJ, and she wiped the tear, hot as the sweat, from his eye, delicately with her hoof.
He positioned himself better, and his body language expressed his erectness towards his mate. Applejack looked down, and noticed what all of his funny movements actually were pointing at.
“Ah’ see what ya’ mean,” Applejack blushed, giggling, and now that she thought of it, she was feeling the same way too. Her once dry mouth was now getting wetter and wetter.
“Are you thinking what I’m thinking, AJ?” he asked, kinky.
“Ah’ sure hope so,” AJ responded, and used her force push over her partner and let her get the ‘upper’ advantage. Taking in slowly, she pushed the bed sheets of her reclining back, leaving them both exposed to the air, and pushed the pillows aside to the floor. She settled her haunches apart from each other, and lowered herself onto the stomach of him.
She gently rubbed up and down on his belly, pleasuring herself to reach the exact point of what her partner felt. Her lower lips became just as wet as her mouth, and her hair dangled down onto the erect pony tying in smaller knots. She let out small huffs and little moans, looking above, as her partner reached his hooves and ran them down her stomach.
Her thirtieth rub caused a big shock to start down at the bottom of her spine, and ran up to her head. A small quiver let out of her mouth, and a fine liquid was left on her lover’s stomach. That was enough teasing, he was already erect, and slowly started.
He lifted Applejack by centimeters lower to reach his below pelvis area, and easily fitted himself inside her by the naturally made lubricant. Biting down on her lip harder, Applejack started first, rhythmically hopping very lightly on her partner, remembering the last time they rutted. Being with him for several months, she always knew that he could pleasure her just right, never pushing to far, never going to slow.
He was the perfect match, and he was beautiful in her eyes, a nicely cut mane, blackish brown, and a nice coat fully brown. She met him selling apples, what a way, and it was the best match any pony in Ponyville ever had. His eyes were the same color as Applejack’s, even if he had a brown coat, and it was natural for him to be an Earth pony, just like her. They had the same interests and likes, and he would help her applebuck when applebucking season was on.
Then, his mind awoke to realize what day it would soon be. Applejack was stiff huffing, her eyes closed, and he asked,
“Don’t we have to applebuck tomorrow?”
“Ya’, so go... Easy on me, will ya’?” Applejack moaned.
“You got it, let me take control,”
He stopped her from bouncing, and let her rest as he started pumping rhythmically. Grinning, he kept his beat, and stroked her belly easily, and let his hooves rest on her hips, gasping as he did. Concentrating, his pelvis got faster and faster, rubbing his organ deep inside Applejack, and retracted. At this rate, they would be one in seconds, so he took it slower, wanting to please his Applejack. It had been a week since they did this, and he expected it to be another week before it happens again, with all of the chores they had to do.
He pulled out, taking a few seconds to breath and relax. His heart beat was fast, so was hers, and Applejack asked,
“Somethin’ wrong, suagarcube?”
“Na’, just taking a breather... Here, you get on the bed, and relax. I’ll do all the work,”
“Ya’ really do know how ta’ please a mare’, don’t ya’?” she laughed.
Letting her lie down, he inserted himself back into her, and put his hooves on her back, rubbing up and down in a massaging fashion.
“Ruttin’, and a massage? No wonder Ah’ love ya’ so much,” she huffed.
He reached deeper, and his prostate was filled with shocks of electricity, making his pelvis a large nerve, sensitive to touch, and it felt very pleasurable. It had been ten minutes since they started, and it was soon ending. He muffled and bit his tongue, keeping concentration, and a cool breeze came blowing in through the slightly cracked window, and hit both of them. Holding his excitement in, he squeed his face, and hot sweat dripped down his sideburns.
“Oh Celestia,” Applejack moaned, pushing back into her partners pelvis, and the bed vibrated violently. She pulled the sheets closer to her face, wiping the sweat, and bit down on it. She let out a large moan as she exclaimed that she was getting ready.
He agreed, and grabbed Applejack closer to the last pushes of himself and his lover. Then, after it seemed that the room went quiet, his mind went blank and released himself. Applejack just did the same, and closed her eyes, lifting them upwards, and let out a nice breath.
He took huge gusts of breath, and pulled himself out of her. He cleaned himself off, and fell over next to Applejack on the bed, grabbing a pillow from the floor, and turned, letting the back of his head lie down. Turning, his lips connected with Applejack’s, and they let go after a long kiss.
“So, when do we have to be up?” he asked,
“Applebucking starts first thing in the mornin’, and we have to be ready. The harvest will be soon, and y’all have ta’ help me with the whole thing,”
“Anything for you, AJ,” he snuggled her mane with his snout again.
“Oh, stop that, ya’ fillyfooler, it’s done, and y’all should get some sleep,” Applejack said.
He agreed, and turned away. He looked out the window, and noticed that the moon was lowering itself, letting the sun almost creep above the horizon. He smiled, knowing how he had such a good relationship with such a good pony. Laughing, he whispered,
“You were great,”
“So were you,”
“Maybe, if it won’t be to much to ask, can we not wait ‘till next week to rut again?” he asked.
She laughed out loud, “Don’t ya’ push you’re luck, ya’ big goof, all in good time,”
“We’ll, I guess I can wait, good night,” he said.
“G’night,” AJ replied.
“Love you,”
“Love ya’ too,”
-->The End<--
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