Couch Potato (Anon Pone x Derpy Hooves)


                                            >"Anoooon..."

                                            "Nope."

                                            >"Anon, come on, I have to do my paper route!"

                                            "Not today."

                                            >"We can't just lay on the couch all day!"

                                            "Nuh-uh. Warm."

                                            >It wasn't long before the gray mare nestled in your grasp started to let out fits of laughter and strained giggles.

                                            >You are Anonymous, and your marefriend Derpy is the warmest thing in this house right now.

                                            >Today is the chilliest it's been since last month, obviously now that winter has more or less arrived.

                                            >You woke up on the couch this morning shivering and shaking, and it was around that time that Derpy came back from bringing her daughter Dinky to school.

                                            >She was quick to bundle up with you and warm both of you right up.

                                            >Now it was time for her to leave to go to her job, which unfortunately included the weekends.

                                            >But you didn't want her to leeeeeave~

                                            "Five more minutes...?"

                                            >"You said that five minutes ago! And five minutes before that!"

                                            "But you're so waaaarm..."

                                            >"And I'm -also- going to be late for work, mister!"

                                            "But I'll be cold!"

                                            >Derpy giggled as she attempted to free herself from your titanic clutches.

                                            >Needless to say, she wasn't being very successful.

                                            >"We have six different big heaters in the house!"

                                            "And I've got a seventh right here."

                                            >She scrunched her mouth, but otherwise didn't deny it.

                                            >Derpy rolled her eyes—well, one of them at least—and sighed.

                                            >"What do I have to do to make you let me go to work?"

                                            "Not go to work."

                                            >"If only that were possible!"

                                            "It -can- be."

                                            >"Anooon...!"

                                            >Despite her voice growing serious, her smile was still there, poorly hidden from sight.

                                            >But you knew it wasn't going to last at this rate.

                                            >No matter how playful you got, you knew there was a limit to pushing her buttons.

                                            >You sighed with sad realization, but still gave her a smile.

                                            "Fine... you win."

                                            >"Oh, really? Just like that? Are you tricking me again?"

                                            >You chuckled silently.

                                            "As much as I'd love to... I don't want you to be late."

                                            >You learned forward and planted a soft but tender kiss on Derpy's forehead.

                                            "Which route today?"

                                            >"Hmm...-I- think my boss said the Outer route?" she answered slowly.

                                            >Agh... the outer route; AKA, the entire outer rim of Ponyville.

                                            >She'd still be gone even when Dinky comes back from school.

                                            >Even she always hated that route because it was unnecessarily long. Even if she loved the job, the outer route was the one everyone in her job wanted the least.

                                            >Yet they kept giving it to her.

                                            >You swear, if they keep giving it to her because they think she—

                                            >Your thoughts are disrupted as Derpy lifts herself up to give you a gentle kiss on the snout.

                                            >She slides beneath you and hops off the couch with little effort other than a wobble as her eyes adjusted.

                                            >"Brr..." she said before trilling her lips with a shiver.

                                            >When she looked back at you, she seemed to warm up just a little bit.


                                            >You'd fallen to your side on the couch, the warm spot where Derpy laid just seconds ago keeping you at least a little warm.

                                            >"When I get home, maybe after dinner, the three of us can have some hot chocolate and snuggle up on the couch for radio night?"

                                            >The thought of it warmed your heart and made you smile goofily.

                                            "I'd like that."

                                            >"Hee," she giggled.

                                            >You lifted yourself up from the couch and gave Derpy a kiss, this time on the lips. It lasted a few seconds longer than you expected, but neither of you were complaining.

                                            "Be safe out there, okay?" you ask her. "And bundle up."

                                            >"Okie-dokie!" Derpy said with a cute smile and a salute.

                                            >You watched her grab a thick scarf from the coathanger by the door.

                                            >Derpy opened the front door and walked out, but not before giving you a little wave of her wing as she shut the door behind her.

                                            >And with that, you were all alone.

                                            >Damn.

                                            >You really hated your work schedule; every day you worked, she had off and vise-versa.

                                            >The only time the two of you had together was late at night; just enough to fall asleep together.

                                            >It wasn't a bad thing, but... you really missed her.

                                            >And yet she still keeps you around. Still looks into your eyes and you can see nothing but pure love emitting from them.

                                            >She -wants- you around even when you aren't there most of the time.

                                            >You really don't deserve her.

                                            >Yeah... like you haven't told yourself that for the last two years.

                                            >But you guess there's -a- silver lining to it: It makes seeing her again all the more worth it.

                                            >Guess it's time to...

                                            *yawn*

                                            >... Time to sleep.


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                                            *boop*

                                            >Something is touching you.

                                            *boop*

                                            >Something soft, yet rough.

                                            *boop*

                                            >And it's giggling.

                                            *boop*

                                            >A lot.

                                            >You open your eyes groggily after the next boop.

                                            >And sure enough, a pair of eyes—well, -one- eye anyway—is staring back at you, with a warm smile to boop.

                                            >"Morning, sleepyhead... again~"

                                            >Derpy snuggles up agai—AND she's cold, oh my.

                                            >With a shiver, you bring her in close with the hope of warming her up.

                                            >It slowly but surely works, but the cold definitely woke you up if you weren't already.

                                            >You can even hear the music from the radio clearly ( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pxEj6m_7Qfk ).

                                            "What time is it?" you asked with a yawn.

                                            >"Nine twenty," she answered softly.

                                            "... PM...?"

                                            >Derpy giggled.

                                            >"No, silly."

                                            >You were only out for half an hour?

                                            "What happened?" you ask curiously as you rub your eyes.

                                            >Derpy let out a brief yawn before snuggling up into you.

                                            >"They decided to close for today."

                                            >...

                                            "... They can do that?"

                                            >"Mm-hmm," Derpy answered with a giggle. "It's supposed to storm really bad in the next hour. All the streets were so empty; it was kind of pretty."

                                            "What about the school? Where's Dinky?"

                                            >Derpy smiled warmly again at you and kissed your forehead.

                                            >"Upstairs and sleeping like a foal. I thought I'd leave her be until lunch."

                                            >Huh. So you really do sleep like a damn rock.

                                            >Well, that can't be helped now.


                                            "Well in that case, Miss Hooves... whatever shall we do with this newfound free time of ours?" you ask with a southern twang to your voice.

                                            >Derpy just giggled bubbly.

                                            >"You're so silly."

                                            "I get it from the best," you saw slyly as you give her a quick peck on the snoot.

                                            >"Heee."

                                            "But for real, anything you wanna do?"

                                            >Initially, her smile stayed just as cheerful as she began to think about a number of things. You could imagine it ranged anywhere from breakfast to baking some muffins, or even just something as simple as cuddling.

                                            >All were perfect options in your head.

                                            >But it wasn't long before her smile turned sad as she rested her chin on your chest, clearly in deeper thought.

                                            >Before you could ask anything, her eyes stared into yours, both of them, and one of her hooves found itself resting against your cheek.

                                            >You couldn't help but smile and grab it with your own hoof, holding it just for a moment before giving it a quick yet sensual kiss.

                                            >Derpy let out a quiet shudder and placed her hoof down against your shoulder. She adjusted her position so she was now laying over you, with you now on your back again.

                                            >"Well... I really miss our talks..."

                                            >And so did you, really. You and Derpy used to spend hours just talking about... well, anything.

                                            >The latest gossip in Ponyville, one of Rarity's newest fashion trends taking off, your favorite music genres, what to get for Dinky's birthday, what to get for Derpy's birthday, whether pineapple went on pizza...

                                            >On and on and on, the two of you could start talking in the morning and go until the sun set, and you would both still have something on your minds.

                                            >It was your favorite thing to do with her.

                                            >Then of course, you started your job as a reputable electrician for the town, and those talks became such a rare gem.

                                            >And now was one of those such rare gems.

                                            "Me too," you say in a reminiscent tone.

                                            >You scrunch your lips and look at Derpy curiously.

                                            "Well then..."

                                            >Carefully, you hold Derpy in your arms and rotate yourself to the left, until both of you were laying on your side, with Derpy left snug in between you and the couch.

                                            >Now, she was face-to-face with you.

                                            "What's the latest in the life of Derpy Hooves?"

                                            >Derpy giggles with joy as she realizes.

                                            >"Hmm... Well, on Saturday, the workplace had this big party for Gale."

                                            "Oh, Gale Wind?"

                                            >"Mm-hmm."

                                            "Was it her birthday? I knew it was coming up, but I didn't think that soon."

                                            >"No, but apparently she's been working with mail for twenty years now! She's the oldest employee there. I mean, the longest working employee there."

                                            "Right," you say with a chuckle. "Well, tell her I said congrats when you see her again."

                                            >"Hee, I will. Oh, and her birthday -is- coming up! I think it's two weeks from... Thursday, I think."

                                            "Ohh. Maybe we should invite her over for dinner, if you want. I know she likes that potato mozzarella bowl I made last time and I've been craving that recently for some reason."


                                            >Derpy giggled.

                                            >"Maybe with some greens to go with it this time, mister?"

                                            "Oh, definitely. I just accidentally forgot to buy veggies last time. But -this- time, I've got a green bean casserole planned. It was an old recipe my grandfather had during his time in the war. It was this particular casserole that used an assortment of Germane urban spices, a hint of paprika, a dash of cinnamon, and a spoonful of pepper, and all sprinkled with a little bit of parmesan cheese. But it's the Germane spices that really sell it; agh, it's so good, now I wanna make it."

                                            >You had to take in a couple breaths; you hadn't realized just how much that brief excitement took out of you.

                                            >"Oooh, that does sound really good. Maybe we can make a sample of it tonight?"

                                            "Yeah, I think we can spare some green beans. And I think even Dinky would like it."

                                            >The idea of Dinky eating vegetables and... -liking- them actually made Derpy laugh heartfully. She even remembered how she hated veggies as a filly, and now couldn't bear to have a meal without them—for the most part, anyhow.

                                            >Dinky would come to that realization eventually.

                                            >"In that case, I'll talk to Gale about it tomorrow. Also, your grandfather was in a war?"

                                            "Oh, I never told you that?"

                                            >She shook her head.

                                            "Hmm. Well, he served in the War of Angel Guard about 70-ish years ago. During all the times he was deployed here and there, he ended up making a scrapbook of all the different recipes he either learned from the locals or just stuff he just came up with himself."

                                            >"What was the casserole?"

                                            "One of his own. An Aurora Tradition, he called it. That was the last recipe he ever wrote down before he passed."

                                            >"Oh. I'm sorry."

                                            "Ah, that was ten years ago. But thank you for caring nonetheless," you tell her warmly as you smooch her forehead.

                                            >She hummed softly to herself and leaned into the peck, hoping it would last a little longer.

                                            >But if it did last any longer, you'd be pecking her face with kisses for hours!

                                            >Well, not that that's a -bad- thing...

                                            >"What about you?" Derpy asked before yawning. "How was last week for you?"

                                            "Hmm... Well, I was at the Boutique on Friday, helping Rarity fix a broken set of light fixtures. They were supposed to be a for a dress show in a few days, but the entire set shorted out. It didn't take long to find out her cat spilled an entire gallon of water over the power cords."

                                            >"Oh no!" Derpy exclaimed faintly before breaking into a giggling fit. "That cat always seems to make trouble wherever it goes."

                                            "Oh, that wasn't even the worst part," you say with a chuckle. "Half of those cords had been chewed at the base until it was nothing but just wires sticking out. Thankfully, Rarity never got the idea to plug them in, otherwise that would've been... I don't even know, but probably very explodey."

                                            >"Oh, wow."

                                            >Derpy was genuinely astonished at such a possibility.

                                            >"Were you able to fix it?"

                                            "Yeah, it wasn't too hard. Rarity even tipped me double for the trouble."


                                            >"Hee... Double Trouble."

                                            >You stick your tongue out at the mare playfully before giving her another boop on the nose.

                                            >"Nyeh."

                                            "Nyeh yeh."

                                            >The retort earns you another adorable giggle, the kind that made you want to just cuddle her forever.

                                            "Gosh, how can someone like you be so darn cute?"

                                            >Derpy gives you a meek smile and shies away briefly.

                                            >"I-I get it from the best..." she whispers, repeating what you said before.

                                            "Oooh, a clever lil' flirt, aren't you?" you ask her with a smirk, then dive down to pepper her left cheek in kisses.

                                            >She giggles and whines into the pillow, and you slowly found yourself laying on top of her as your loving assault continued.

                                            >Her hind legs instinctively kicked beneath you, shoving the blanket up into the air before falling back over the two of you.

                                            >Derpy extended her free wing and began tickilng your side.

                                            >The sudden sensation caused you to freeze up for a moment, before you ultimately let out a loud laugh that was quickly stifled by your own hoof, as to not wake up Dinky.

                                            >The pegasus' relentless tickling lasted only mere seconds before you retaliated in kind with your own tickling frenzy on the scruff of her chest.

                                            >From this angle, it was more like a chest rub, but it still got the job done.

                                            >Derpy flinched and winced, covering her face in the pillows again to silence the loudest laughs.

                                            >When her face emerged, it was red with happy tears falling down her face, and she was still giggling heavily.

                                            >At this point, you were sure your face looked just the same.

                                            >The two of you ceased your tickle war and just held each other on the couch, laughing and giggling in the scruff of each other's fur, all while catching your breath.

                                            >You hugged Derpy and kissed her neck, then pulled away to gaze at her face.

                                            >She'd calmed down considerably quick, as did you, but the smiles remained on both your faces.

                                            "I love you," you said softly to her, something you could never resist doing.

                                            >"I love you too," she replied in the same tone.

                                            >It was then that she realized you'd been laying on top of her.

                                            >She said nothing, but the look on her face changed ever so slightly.

                                            >She began to blush, and her breath grew warm as it brushed against your face.

                                            >At that moment, a serene piano melody began playing on the radio; you hadn't even noticed it was on, but the song caught your attention.

                                            >It was the song that played the first time you and Derpy...

                                            >Carefully, you adjusted yourself against Derpy until she was making heavy eye contact.

                                            >Her one eye shifted back and forth between both of your own; her breathing grew heavier and hotter.

                                            >Her mouth closed just for a moment so she could swallow.

                                            >"... Dinky's asleep..." she whispered.

                                            >You licked your bottom lip curiously.

                                            "How do you want it?" you asked her, and it didn't take long for her to understand.

                                            >"S-Slow," she stuttered. "But... can you go fast when I'm close?"

                                            >You smiled and winked.

                                            "You're the boss. Just tell me when."


                                            >You lowered yourself just enough to lean in for a kiss, which Derpy accepted blissfully.

                                            >Her lips pressed against yours without any resistance, but there was no desperation in it; it was just a simple, sensual, cute kiss.

                                            >Derpy let out a little moan, which only made you kiss her deeper.

                                            >One of your hooves rested against her cheek, while the other slid in between the folds of the couch cushions for support.

                                            >With every moan and happy whimper Derpy let out, the more aroused you became.

                                            >It wasn't long before your shaft came flopping out of its sheath and rested between Derpy's teats.

                                            >You began moving your hips back and forth slowly, both teasing Derpy and working to get yourself at full mast.

                                            >With Derpy, it didn't take long.

                                            >Despite now being fully hard, you continued to thrust yourself gently between her small mounds, letting the nearly bare skin rub against you.

                                            >Derpy shivered beneath you and let one of her hooves hang over your shoulder, which made it all the more easier to keep your balance.

                                            >Pulling her lips away from yours, she began breathing shakily in and out; you took the time to take your hoof away from the couch and reach beneath the blanket.

                                            >You shivered from the cold hoof on your cock, then began to jerk yourself off while maintaining eye contact with the mare beneath you.

                                            >Neither of you could see what was going on beneath the blanket apart from it shaking, and to be honest that made the entire experience all the more hotter.

                                            "Ready?" you asked Derpy.

                                            >She nodded and gave you a needy whimper.

                                            >Not wasting anymore time, you adjusted yourself beneath the blanket, rubbing the tip of your shaft against Derpy's thighs until you eventually felt the warmth of her pussy.

                                            >You brushed your tip up and down, making Derpy wince and attempt to clench her legs, which was impossible with you in the way.

                                            >Finding your target, you pushed yourself in slowly.

                                            >Derpy had to cover her mouth with her free hoof to stifle her pleasured whines.

                                            >Her mouth hung open as you completely hilted within her, your hips meeting perfectly with hers.

                                            >You could never get enough of this feeling; being inside this adorable mare and watching her normally bubbly expressions melt into a euphoric glow never failed to turn you on.

                                            >You could only imagine what she felt.

                                            >Small sighs escaped from your mouth as you finally began moving your hips, only interrupted by a brief swallow.

                                            >Your thrusts were slow and attentive, just like Derpy asked. The kind of thrusts when she wasn't overtaken solely by lust or a need for release or a fun little day quickie, but the kind when she really just wanted to be loved, and to know how much you loved her.

                                            >And boy, did you ever love her.

                                            >You had to admit, you weren't all that big a fan of slow sex when you started dating her. But once you realized just how much more -sensitive- things were down there under the right setting, you could never get enough of it.

                                            >This was definitely one of those settings.


                                            >You didn't pick up your pace or try adding in the occasional rough thrust she liked—you just carefully fucked your girlfriend under the covers, using only her face as a guide to how well you were doing.

                                            >She was scrunching her lips and closing her eyes as she tried her best not to let out any loud moans, lest she wanted to wake Dinky.

                                            >Instead, she whimpered and whined beneath you, wrapping her hind legs around your waist in an attempt to pull you deeper.

                                            "You hot?" you felt the need to ask as you felt your body heat up beneath the blanket.

                                            >She shivered, though it wasn't from the cold.

                                            >"A-A little... but it's okay."

                                            "Alright," you reply with a smile.

                                            >You went in for another quick kiss while maintaining your rhythmic thrusts; Derpy squealed again and clenched her body against yours, quickly pulling her lips away.

                                            >"Right there, right there, like that, hhhhnnn...!" she whispered.

                                            >Remembering how you did it, you continued to do the very same thing, gyrating your hips around in an upward manner, which allowed the tip of your shaft to rub up against her inner walls.

                                            >You could feel a familiar little nub deep inside, and you knew just what to do from there.

                                            >You continued to pleasure Derpy's love nub while also letting the sensitive tip of your shaft get some equal loving in the process.

                                            >Derpy shoved her face into the cushion of the couch and started shuddering feverishly while keeping her whimpers as quiet as possible.

                                            >You couldn't help but feel a little proud of yourself.

                                            >The sound of howling wind briefly caught your attention, even as you continued to thrust.

                                            >You looked toward the nearest window to see it had indeed started to snow heavily outside, with thick pellets of white raining down from the sky and already covering the outer windowsill in a thickening layer of snow.

                                            >Mmm... it isn't going to be the only thick white raining down when you're—

                                            >You were suddenly drawn back to Derpy, who sucked in a quick breath and pulled you down onto her, yet giving you enough space to keep thrusting.

                                            >"I-I'm gonna cum..." she whined into your ear.

                                            >That was your cue.

                                            >You quickly began adjusting yourself again, deciding this time to wrap your arms underneath Derpy's upper back and under the pillow, making sure she was still comfortable enough and that you still had enough wiggle room.

                                            >Once that was said and done, you began thrusting yourself vigorously into Derpy, enough to make the nearly bare skin of your pelvises slap together, which was thankfully mostly muffled by the blanket and nowhere near loud enough to be heard even upstairs.

                                            >Even the couch, made of the finest Saddle Arabian oak wood, hardly creaked.

                                            >Derpy's head fell back into the pillow and she gazed into your eyes, mouth hung open and heavy shudders being the only thing to come out.

                                            >You just stared back and smiled sweetly at her.

                                            "Don't hold back, okay?" you asked softly, your voice shaking slightly in tune with your thrusts.


                                            >Derpy said nothing and only faintly nodded; her eyes sank into a wince and she bit her lip as her orgasm approached, definitely quicker than she was anticipating.

                                            >The best thing about watching Derpy cum?

                                            >How real it was.

                                            >"NNnnhh!"

                                            >Derpy shoved her face into the scruff of your chest and let out an assortment of heavy breaths and shudders as she came.

                                            >Her legs wrapped firmly around your waist, which continued to piston itself into the squirting mare, making it all the more sensitive.

                                            >You could feel her walls clamp down on and squeeze your shaft tightly, but thanks to her juices, you didn't have any trouble keeping your pace.

                                            >Derpy was left curled up into a ball and holding you tightly, resulting in every thrust you made moving her whole body back and forth between you and the couch.

                                            >It was funny to see, but nonetheless hot realizing just how rough you really were right now.

                                            >The feeling in your loins immediately became apparent; you were so focused on Derpy, you didn't even—

                                            "Ohhh fuck, fuck, cumming... cumming, Derp—" you whispered, barely enough for her to hear, but only to let her know.

                                            >Your own orgasm struck you with very little warning; you felt yourself blast into Derpy with enough force to give her tingles all throughout her body.

                                            >You were able to thrust a few more times before the feeling became too much for you to bear, so you stopped and hilted yourself completely inside, letting your cock flare and shoot several ropes of thick cum into Derpy.

                                            >Your chest became hot with every breath Derpy forced from her lungs, which actually tickled after enough time.

                                            >There was enough space for you to reach down and nibble on her left ear, earning an orgasmic little whine.

                                            >After several seconds, your spurts were reduced to pitiful dribbles, and Derpy's orgasm had started to finally wind down.

                                            >You didn't pull out right away, instead remaining inside and allowing yourself to recover.

                                            >Both of you were left breathless, hot and now sweaty, and no doubt going to be very sticky in the next few minutes.

                                            >Derpy pulled her face out of your chest and rested her head back once again on the now cool pillow.

                                            >Her eyes were closed and her mouth hung open just enough for her to breathe in and out somewhat heavily.

                                            >You grabbed the back of the couch for support and did the same as Derpy.

                                            >Brushing your other hoof against the loose strands of your mane, you'd noticed just how sweaty you'd gotten in the face.

                                            >Derpy's looked the same underneath her messy mane, but she didn't seem to mind it as much, or was simply still enthralled in the afterglow.

                                            "You okay?" you whispered to her.

                                            >She numbly nodded, a silly drunken smile plastered on her face.

                                            >You just hummed happily, then leaned back down over her to kiss her again.

                                            >Her fur had grown slightly dank with sweat that'd already started getting cold, earning a shiver out of you.

                                            >Yet it didn't hinder you from engaging in a momentary lazy make out session with your mare.


                                            >Her lips and tongue didn't really have much coordination—they hardly did after sex, anyhow—but you didn't mind working a bit to earn some smooches.

                                            >"Heee, heehee~" Derpy giggled, sounding already a bit more sober than she did a minute ago.

                                            >But her giggles were quickly stifled with more kissing, and now she was getting into the rhythm of things.

                                            >Her hooves stood wrapped around your neck, yours were planted against her back, and the two of you lay in each other's embrace for a few uninterrupted moments, lips pressed firmly against hers.

                                            >When you finally pulled away, you gazed into her eyes again.

                                            >Well, one of them, but even one was enough.

                                            >Derpy instinctively gave you a blissful, sweet litle grin and rested one of her hooves against your cheek.

                                            >This mare was still head over hooves for you, and it was moments like this that never failed to convince you.

                                            >You sighed happily.

                                            "I think we both need a shower now," you state with a shrug.

                                            >Derpy nodded.

                                            >"Absolutely. And I think I need to clean the couch too, don't I?"

                                            "Probably. I'll get it, don't worry."

                                            >"Aww, thank you," she says in a happy sing-song tone before smooching you on the nose.

                                            >She turns to look at the nearby window, no doubt just now hearing the sound of the whistling wind.

                                            >"Oh, wow," Derpy exclaims quietly. "They were right to close everything early today."

                                            >You nodded in agreement.

                                            "Yeah... Guess I'll have to make some extra hot chocolate later," you joked, prompting a giggle from Derpy.

                                            >"Can I have extra marshmallows? Please?"

                                            "As many as you want."

                                            >"Heee, yay~"

                                            >You love winter.