Studying a Creature

It's Not Always About Food [CLOP]

"Okay... this isn't going to be so hard," I said in my thoughts. "Just describe what she looks like." I looked up to Siren, who was hovering around the kitchen. Her short, pink colored mane flowed in the breeze. Under the black dress she was wearing was her purple coat. Her bat-like wings flapped gently, like a carefree bird. By watching how her tail swished back and forth, you could already tell how much of a happy-go-lucky pony she is. At least, that's how I saw her, even with the way she'd been treating me.

"Wait... that doesn't seem right," I thought to myself as I shut the notebook. "Maybe I should just eat first." I gazed at the plate beside the pad. On top of it: a banana muffin, a tomato and lettuce sandwich, and two slices of buttered toast. Enough for somepony who hadn't eaten in a whole day. Or at least, for me it was enough.

I grabbed the sandwich and took a small bite. The taste of the mayonnaise, along with the crunchy texture of the lettuce and the sour taste of tomato was satisfying. As I savoured the sandwich it made me wonder: whatever did happen to the sandwiches that I threw while I was running away from the timberwolves? It's not like they ate them... at least, I didn't see them eat them. Or maybe I was just too focused on running away. But enough worries, I just wanted to focus on my breakfast.

I took another mouth-full bite from the sandwich. Oh Celestia how hungry I was. That time was one of the best moments of my life. Or, that's what my stomach was thinking.

"You seem to be enjoying yourself too much," Siren suddenly called out, making me choke from the sudden 'interruption'. I coughed a few times, trying to calm the itch on my throat.

I took a few moments to swallow my food before replying, "Yes, I was," I turned to Siren, who's hovering just above my head. "Until somepony here had to ruin the moment." I gave her a smile.

"Well, I thought your soul was travelling into the distance—,"Siren stretched out her forelegs to the front, dramatically "—and maybe snapping you back to reality might help."

"Well it did snap me back to reality." I got off from my wooden chair and walked to the sink for a glass of water. "But it was a good moment," I added as I filled the glass, then drank the whole thing with one gulp.

"I was just trying to help." Siren fluttered over my breakfast plate, stanching up my only muffin.

"You could help by not eating the only banana muffin I have." I put down the glass and stepped towards her.

"This doesn't look like any fruits I know." She took a small bite, chewing the treat as she tried to taste it. "Well it does taste like a banana though." She brought the muffin closer to her mouth again.

"Oh yeah, where do you guys get fruits and vegetables from a place near Tartarus?" I took a seat in front of the table.

"Sometimes, we roam to different places to hunt food."

"So is that how your pack got here?" I grabbed a piece of toast.

"Actually, we got here because of Cerberus. We followed him after he left the gates of Tartarus a little while back."

"Oh... I remember that. And then the town's librarian brought Cerberus back." I took a bite of the toast. "I still can't believe that an ordinary unicorn could just... barge into the depths of Tartarus and bring back the three headed dog." I said in-between bites. "But then again, she is the student of Celestia." I swallowed the food.

After I had consumed by breakfast, I moved the plate away and then opened the notebook again. I quickly moved to the back of the page, and then grabbed the pencil that was placed over my ear (Which I had no idea that it's been there the whole time).

"Now that you had your breakfast, continue on writing," I murmured.

"Don't mind if I look around the house, do you?" Siren asked.

"No," I replied without looking up to her. Maybe allowing her permission to wander the house would mean that I could have a peace of mind as she distracted herself.

"If you say so."

"Yeah, yeah, sure." I gestured towards her to leave. I stared at the paper in front of me.

Tyke

A creature that lives near Tartarus. Travel in packs. Source of food: semen and sexual energies.

"Time to write," I thought as I touched the tip of my pencil to the pad. "A Tyke, although having the appearance of an ordinary equine, has several notable physiological differences, from the its two small horns to its thin, long tail that with a heart-shaped tip. Not to mention the weird diet." I stared at the paper for a moment. "No, really weird." I chuckled a bit.

"Their natural habitat is the area surrounding Tartarus, although they have been known to wander to further lands following Cerberus.

"They are also selfish." I again, stopped for a moment. "Very selfish, considering that they fight for food from one another, despite supposedly being a team. Hearing directly from a Tyke, their body parts could be used in brewery, making them a prize to some potion makers, and some alchemist." I stared at what I've written on the paper. "Maybe I should not have included the two last sentences." I erased the last two sentences, trying to avoid something that could lead to endangerment.

"A Tyke may make deals with a pony in exchange for food. But be warned when making contracts with them: they can be very tricky when it comes to negotiations." I laid down the pencil beside the paper. "Done, now let's see how many pages I have used." My mouth hanged open, upon seeing that I had only used half of the page.  "This... is... useless..." I lowered my head, thinking that no matter what I would do, it still wasn't enough.

My ears perked up as I heard sounds of water streaming. I got off from the seat and then walked into the living room. The sound got even louder. Must be coming from the bathroom. Sure enough, the source of the noise was at the other side of the bathroom door.

I placed an ear on the bathroom door. Along with the noise of water streaming, feminine moans could be heard.

"And just what in the name of Celestia is Siren doing?" I mumbled as I opened the door. Thick mist surrounded the whole bathroom. Warm air had clung around my body, reminding me of a sauna of a spa. "Geeze, extra steamy in here... is this even my bathroom?" I tiptoed deeper into the small bathroom and found myself in front of my shower booth.

Siren was to be found inside, out of her ripped clothes that were laying on the floor. Her back was turned to the shower head, streaming down warm waters. Her left cheek was pressed against the tiled wall of the bathroom, and both of her fore-hooves were between her hind-legs. It was surprising, to say the least, to see the mare like that in a bathroom. But it didn't bother me at all, partly because I couldn't really consider her an ordinary mare, but also the fact that I was too busy thinking how long the shower had been turned on.

"How's your, mpff... story?" Siren asked as she opened her eyes, slowly.

"Meh... even I wished it was just a story. And will you please stop wasting the water? I don't want to pay a lot just for the water bills." I tried to place a hoof on the valve, but Siren quickly grabbed my foreleg with her tail, like a snake and its prey. It amazed me how she could have full control of her tail movement.

"Don't be such a killjoy." She pulled me inside by the leg, warm water hitting my coat as she guided me under the shower's stream. Siren slowly let go of my leg and turned around to face me. "You said something about reconsidering. Ain't this the right time?"

Like I said: I'm not really dense when it comes to sex. And it's hard to reject an invitation like that, straight from the mare. So I didn't have second thoughts to obliged.

I stared down into her sparkling emerald eyes, then slowly leaned in closer to her. My lips, just an inch or two away from her muzzle. But just before my muzzle met hers...

"Just let me turn off the shower first." I tried to turn around, but she placed both of her hooves on either side of my cheeks, keeping my head still.

"You just don't give up, do you?" She asked in a sultry tone, before pulling me in for a kiss. Her tongue tapped against my lips, as if it was begging for me to let it inside my mouth. I parted my lips, just enough for her to slip in. I felt her, brushing against my gums on the back of my teeth. It took her a few seconds before moving onto my tongue. She lapped on it like a lustful predator. Or maybe because she's one.

I let her lap on my tongue for a few seconds, before moving away to get a quick breath, and then dove back in to return the kiss. I pressed my muzzle against hers with more force, earning me a soft moan from her. Using my tongue, I wrestled with hers. Her legs started to tremble, making it easily for me to push her. As we both walked backwards, I started shifting my head, getting her in every angle I could manage.

Her haunches had finally met the wall. I stood on my hind-legs, and then wrapped both of my forelegs around her belly; my hooves on either side of her flanks. I lifted her up, high enough for a straight eye-to-eye contact with her. Her back pressed against the tiled wall. Her hind-legs were wrapped around my waist. Both of her forelegs were wrapped around my neck. Between my belly and hers was my throbbing member.

"So... is that a morning wood I feel, or are you just too happy to have me?" Siren asked as she giggled softly.

"Just the spirit of moment." I smirked. "...you seem to be more sensitive than last time?"

"It's just the warm water that gets me." She cooed.

"Well then, I got something warmer than a little shower" I raised her up, holding her dripping marehood just above my length. I lowered her down, slowly; my member, prodding her cunt. Her slit parted as the tip of my stallionhood started to make its way inside of her hot, tight hole.

We both let out a muffled moan as her pink fold clung tightly around my shaft. More of her juices dripped down from her sex, and down to my balls. The muscles inside of her cunt, tensed up, making entry harder. Her grip on me had tightened a bit as I finally managed to fit my length inside of her.

I panted heavily for a moment, catching up to my breath, trying to ease into the pleasure. I buried my face onto her wet neck, making her purr slightly.

After a few second, I looked straight at her half-opened eyes.

"Ready?" I asked.

Siren nodded. And with that, I pulled back my throbbing member, until the only half of it was inside of her. With one powerful thrust, my hips connected to her thighs, producing a wet slap.

"Hng..." we both grunted in unison as the sheer pleasure shot through us. I pulled back my lubricated shaft and trust it back in. I pumped in her in a slow pace. Pre-cum leaked from the tip of my stallionhood, as the walls of her cunt started to tighten.

"Oh sweet candy-covered Celestia," I murmured. I closed my eyes, focusing on the amazing pleasure that surrounded my shaft. The scent of Siren's juices had filled the air, along with the sound of water streaming and our heavy moaning.

I increased my speed, as my pre-cum, and her natural lubricant had made it easy for my cock to slip in and out of her. I opened my eyes, slowly, as I felt something brushing against my nuts, like the tip of a paintbrush. The feather-like touch of Siren's tail was too much for me to bear.

I grunted loudly, only to be silenced by her muzzle. She forced her tongue deep inside of my mouth. She would part from the kiss for a second, only to be found diving in for another. My hind-legs started to tremble, aching from trying to hold the two of us up.

I tried to keep my balance for just a little longer, or just long enough to finish. I could tell that Siren was also at her limit, as she started jerking her hind-legs towards me, meeting my thrusts. The force of her kiss made me lean backwards. But I kept her back pinned on the wall.

She pulled out from the kiss, and then yelled, "I'm cumming!!!" her winged flapped uncontrollably. The walls of her sex tried to milk my shaft furiously, making it harder to pull out of her.

I too, reached my climax, but I didn't have time to release it inside of her mouth. Instead, my member shot four string of semen on our chin. The world felt like it was spinning around me as I reached my climax. The white, creamy substance dribbled down from the end of my jaw.

Exhausted and panting, the two of us slid down the wall. I lazily stared at Siren, who looked at me with a sultry grin.

"Does that count as breakfast for you?" I asked with a quiet chuckle.

"Is my stomach connected to my chin?"

"Then... do you want another round?" I raised an eyebrow.

"I'm not actually hungry," Siren shook her head.

"Then why did you just rut me?"

"I don't know. Maybe because it's fun for me?" She flapped her wings, fluttering away from my forelegs, then back onto the floor.

"I thought you only have sex for food?" I turned to her as I stood on all fours.

"What, do you think the ONLY meaning of sex for us is food? Of course not." Siren stood in front of the showerhead, letting the warm waters flow across her. "Also, you might want to include that in your studies. You seemed to be too focused on the outer appearance of your subject. You forgot to include the inner as well."

"What do you mean?"

"Do I have to explain everything to you?" Siren asked in an irritated tone.

"It's not my fault that I don't know the right way of observing, unlike you. Why do you even know the right way?"

"Being a hunter means that you need to be very observant. Why did you think I would follow you? I know that you can't fly. I know that you can't get yourself out of the forest. I know that you're the kind of pony who has a cat-like curiosity, I know that you're-."

"Okay, too much information," I interrupted her, "I'll try to be more... 'observant', just calm down."

"Great, then I'm going to stand in front of whatever this thing-a-majig is called." Siren turned her back on me.

"It's called a shower," I moved beside her. "And maybe you're right. A morning shower does sound nice."