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A midnight stroll.

By jaeshawn.xavior
Created: 2020-12-31 02:04:27
Expiry: Never
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  1. A midnight stroll.
  2.  
  3. >Be Anon.
  4. >It's close to new year, (you), spike & big mac & and the element of disarray find yourself on a snowy hill near the apple tree farm.
  5. I>t's becoming night, as you see the stars come out as Celestia lowers her big fat ass sun. For the sky to be lit like sparkling glitter by luna stars & moon less the clouds block your view from them.
  6. >You would converse with the pony & the dragon, but atlas they're asleep. This picknic really set a new high bar for cozy-ness.
  7. "In another in around 26 hours in's going to be a new year discord, any new years resolutions?"
  8. >Discord replies with his usual cynical manner.
  9. >"Why would I EVER? For to improve upon perfection would be hardly worth the eff--"
  10. >You cut him mid sentence lest you get him to ramble on about his "oh so glorious self".
  11. "THen how about fluttershy?" You say to change the topic.
  12. >"What about her?"
  13. "Ehh, what would you do as a friend to help her reach her aspirations?"
  14. >"Well-- I- you know it's pretty late, I'll snap these two sleepy heads home and call it a night"
  15. >That might have hit a nerve.
  16. >Discord snaps his fingers and with a flash they're gone.
  17. >WAIT, he could have TP'd you home.
  18. >WHat an ass.
  19. >Then again perhaps he wanted you have you enjoy a moon lit stroll..
  20. >Yeah right...
  21. >You're walking home.. to your temporary residence at Twilight's Castle.
  22. >You meet some ponies along the way, dressed in silly outfits.
  23. >Ponies with long socks... you chuckle a bit. As you let this strange world sink in once more.
  24. [Some time passes]
  25. >Aaaaand you're lost. You fucking swear this was the same path you took.
  26. >You're shivering, as you notice clouds block your view from the sky.
  27. "Snow?"
  28. >Well shit. That's no good.
  29. >You normally love snow but not when you're without a jacket and some gloves.
  30. >You keep walking in hopes of reaching a familliar area to navigate back home.
  31. >Minutes turn to what feels like hours.
  32. >Also It's snowing more so then before and it's FREEZING cold.
  33. >Then when all hope seemed lost a yellow pony slowly appears into your view at the end of the road.
  34. >"Anon"?
  35. >In a gesture of happiness you try to sprint towards said yellow pony in hope for directions.
  36. >You slip on the muddy & icy soil.
  37. Everything goes dark.
  38.  
  39. >Be fluttershy.
  40. >See anon plant face first just as you came back from the sanctuary.
  41. "ANON!" >He doesn't reply. The poor animal must have hit his lil' head hard!
  42. >You put him on your back, a bit heavy with all the supplies you're currently carrying, but you'll manage.
  43.  
  44. >At home:
  45. >try to carfully unload your supplies. (Including anon)
  46. >As you place him on a bed near the heater you notice his pants are cold & wet and partially hard.
  47. "He'll get a cold at this rate!" >You think to yourself.
  48. >You quickly undo his clothing, shirt, then his pants..
  49. >But before you do. You double check if he's awake.
  50. "Umm, Anon dear, you awake~?" You whipser into his ear.
  51. "erm, I've got dinosaurs cookies~"
  52. >No answer..
  53. >You unzip his pants, and ever so carefully pull on the bottom until they're off.
  54. >That's odd
  55. >You were kind of expecting for him to have a raging boner in some comedical sense, but in this weather who could blame him, blushing a bit at the idea.
  56. >You tend his abraded wounds after you put a blanket on him, nothing too serious you sigh in relief.
  57.  
  58. >Some time passes as you enjoy some tea and put the critters to bed.
  59. >Looking outside you notice that the definition of "light snow", as the forcast preficted, seems to be equivalent to a blizzard. You also notice how it's gotten rather chilly.
  60. >Probably because the heater is on the fritz again. *sigh*
  61. >Checking in with Anon again.
  62. >He mumbles in his sleep as you approach him.
  63. >Putting the side of your hoof on his head, you notice he is really cold relative to your body temprature.
  64. >Then it hits you, he doesn't have fur.
  65. >The blanket you gave must've not been enough.
  66. >Trotting in place as you stressing about the fact you don't have any more blankets to keep anon from freezing.
  67. >A epiphany, as you stop trotting, and start to blush.
  68. >You step in bed hoof for hoof under the sheets, ever so carfully as to not wake him.
  69. >You're now big spoon hugging Anon, which would work better if you were bigger then him.
  70. >But atleast he's not cold anymore.
  71. >Anon rolls over and is now facing you. Sleeping like a fragile animal still shivering from the cold.
  72. >You pull anon closer so that your bodies can directly exchange heat.
  73. >After some time passes notice something grow..
  74.  
  75. >Be anon,
  76. >A shiver runs down your spine as your neck joints aches.
  77. >You're awake but you can't move a muscle.
  78. >Being the rational creature you are, you recall what happend.
  79. >You faceplanted and passed out afterwards,
  80. >so you might be freezing to death, that would be the logical conclusion
  81. >if it weren't for the fact YOU'RE BEING HUGGED RIGHT NOW.
  82. >You also can't open your eyes so maybe sleep paralysis?
  83. >Your body's temprature slowly start to match of the pony hugging you,
  84. >whilst you notice you're sporting a random stiffy.
  85. >Of course. Only the most useless organ in your body responds to you in your moment of need.
  86. >Though not fully yet stiff it's pressing against a soft area that it's all the eager to explore.
  87. >SHIT SHIT SHIT for all you know this is platonic love, she's probably going to think you're some kind of preverted creep.
  88. >What calms down a boner?
  89. >Oh right, mathematics! You start to do random calculations, as you can't both concetrate on the boner and do math it slowly starts to fade.
  90. >That is until it's being rubbed against the same soft area as before, stroking your cock ever so slightly. Giving back it's vigor and is now pounding with your every heartbeat.
  91.  
  92. >Be Fluttershy,
  93. >Have Anon's cocks between your ties, throbbing, whilst he is sleeping like a baby.
  94. >You keep stroking it in between your wet thighs, as you become more and more aroused.
  95. >You want more.

A midnight stroll.

by jaeshawn.xavior