Neon returned home after what could only be considered a failure of a date, prepared to make the best of the situation by clopping to the earlier events. He felt weird about it, but it was the only way to salvage the rest of the day. After all, this sort of thing had done wonders in the past.

He walked through the door, ready to head upstairs into the bathroom, when he saw Vinyl lying on his couch. By itself, this wasn't anything special, he knew what he was getting into when he gave her a key, but there was something about her that was different. She was sitting still, not acknowledging his presence. She wasn't asleep, just out of it.

Neon used his magic to pick her up and put her upright on one side of the couch, sitting next to her. I don't think I've ever seen her like this, she's always happy. This must be really serious. Clopping can wait. He further pondered what he had just thought. Damn, I'm getting noble, aren't I?

He turned Vinyl to face him, and looked into her eyes. "Alright, you're going to tell me what's wrong right now. I'm not leaving until you do."

Vinyl responded, but not in a way conducive to Neon's plan. "So, how was your date? Did it go well? Will you be seeing her again?" Despite the rapid-fire questions, she hadn't snapped back to her usual self, instead avoiding the subject.

"That's not an answer I was looking for. But due to some...unfortunate events, I don't think we're ever going to talk to each other again."

Vinyl nodded. "It happens. You two looked so nice together, but..." Vinyl grabbed Neon. "I want you back."

Neon moved back in shock. "Why do you want me back? We seemed pretty happy going our separate ways in romance, what's changed since then?"

Vinyl took her hooves off him and looked away. "My visit to the doctor's. They ran some tests and...I'm pregnant."

To put it simply, Neon was shocked. Sure, he knew that she was taking the risk when she didn't use protection with him, but he never actually expected this to happen. He was young, living life fast, and didn't want to be ready for a sudden responsibility like this.

Vinyl continued, apparently not noticing Neon's visible discomfort. "I know that I've always been free when it comes to sex, but I'm willing to give that all up now. You're the one I've always trusted, and I want to stay loyal to you now."

Neon couldn't believe what he was hearing. Vinyl Scratch, the one mare in Ponyville that has had enough sex to rival even the most prolific of Las Pegasus' porn stars, was offering to become monogamous for him. He stammered, "b-b-but, why me? There's gotta be somepony else you'd trust more with your child! Did you forget who you're talking to?"

In a matter of seconds, Vinyl went from verge of tears to complete Hooflyn Rage. "It's your child too! Did you not make the connection on why I didn't use protection with you? Maybe I was being careless, but I trusted you! Trusted you to not give me a disease for one thing, but also to not be a deadbeat father! I may not have been planning parenthood this early, but if it's going to happen, it's going to be with you!"

Slightly scared (and partially aroused), Neon tried to inch back in his seat on the couch. Of course, the couch can only go so far, and he fell backwards over the arm, tumbling head first onto the hardwood floor. He looked up to see his tail swishing behind his hind legs, only for Vinyl to brush it aside to make sure he was okay. "The position's a little off, but it's at least a familiar sight, your head between my legs." He laughed nervously, not sure if her mood would swing again. She was in a perfect position to strike his sensitive parts should she still be mad.

Thankfully, she was back to her happy self now. Neon wasn't sure if he should thank/blame the pregnancy or the consistent mystery of mares. "And you can have it any time you want if you stay with me. You know I'm always up for it."

"Is that supposed to be a bribe? Because...it's worth it. You're that good. Besides, it's not like I've got a chance with other mares."

"You know that you're not going to keep it a secret for long. You're going to have to tell me everything that happened with Octavia. It's gotta be a good story."

Neon sighed. "It's not exactly one of my prouder moments, and it's something I would rather keep to myself. But I know that's not going to stop you, so here's the basic story. The date's going real well, she likes how I'm so casual, I like that she's so classy, it's going great. On the way back, she suddenly gets really desperate for...I'm sure you can guess, and it doesn't turn out well for either of us. She has an accident, I can't look away, and we both agreed to completely forget this entire date happened."

"It seems a little silly to give up on what could have been an excellent relationship just because she peed in front of you."

"Not everypony is as public about their private activities as you. Not that I'm complaining, mind you, it's just an observation."

"Here's another observation: you're still upside down. Are you going to get back up on the couch, or is the floor good enough?"

Neon realized that he was, in fact, still in the same position from falling off the couch. He rolled onto his back, flipped himself, and stood back up. "I much prefer being on my hooves." He swayed as he felt the blood rushing back to the proper places.

"So, did you agree to my offer?"

"Sure, why not? The time we spent together was really nice for me, you sound like you care a lot about this, and the promise of consistent sex is too good for me to pass up. Seriously, this seems important to you, and you know I wouldn't leave you hanging like that."

Vinyl rolled onto her side to face Neon, her famous sultry look dominating her face. Her tail flicked and her hind legs spread as she beckoned him. "And you know what the reward is for agreeing with me. Over here, now."

And Neon felt the blood once again congregate in a specific area of his body. "O-on the couch? It's a little c-crowded, don't you think? My bed is completely free."

Vinyl rolled her eyes and used her magic to pull Neon inches from her face. "I don't think you fully understand how mares work. Now, you're going to rut me on the couch right now, understand?"

A little startled, but still turned on, Neon could only nod in approval as he jumped on top of her, one of his hooves slipping off the couch with the little space he had, making him crash on top of her. The impact knocked the wind out of both of them as Neon tried to push himself back up. His efforts pulled the couch cushions loose and they both fell back onto the floor.

Neon, still towering atop Vinyl, looked at her concerned. Is she hurt? That floor isn't the softest. He waited for a response as she stared blankly at him and asked, "Bedroom?"

Happy she was fine and willing to take his idea, he crawled off of her as she got up and walked towards the stairs, still letting off an irresistible aura of "fuck me". Neon, like a true gentlepony, let his mare go first, but only so he could enjoy the view on the trip up. And Vinyl knew this, completely lifting her tail out of the way to unabashedly expose her ass in all its glory. Neon pervertly grinned. Sometimes the worst days can just turn around.

Author's Note

BEHIND THE SCENES FEATURE: This chapter is short by my standards. I usually try to hit close to 2,000 words, and this chapter would have been longer with a sex scene at the end. I didn't go through with it because a) I had been spending too long writing this as is, and b) I don't trust myself to write actual sex, and I probably never will. That's why this is a "fetish fic", not your standard "clopfic".

Why did this take so long? I said in the notes at the end of the last chapter that I would have more free time in college? I have never been so wrong. I also just didn't have much drive to write this, so I'm going to take a break from the story to write a few others.

Also, there's been Titans. Lots of Titans.