Gonna Be, Gonna Be, Gonna Beeeee~! (Sunny Starscout x Anon)


                                            >Flop, goes your body onto the couch.

                                            >AAAAAAAAAAAA, goes your vocal cords as you let out an exasperated sigh into the pillow.

                                            >Today was just way too long for what it was.

                                            >You thought you'd be used to the manual labor by now, but apparently not.

                                            >After moving to Maretime Bay about three years ago, you took up a job in the construction industry; your job was to get things from Point A to Point B and C all the way to Z, whether that "thing" was concrete plaster, wood, steel beams, and everything nice and necessary to build a home and make it stand.

                                            >Being one of the strongest earth ponies in town, you were a shoe-in for the position.

                                            >It wasn't a hard job, not at all!

                                            >But by the end of each day, you were so exhausted, you wanted to just crawl into bed and give the world the wing in return.

                                            >The last few months have been especially tiring, as Phyllis Cloverleaf made the spontaneous decision to add transportation to CanterLogic's schedule.

                                            >While you weren't going to have to do any long-distance construction such as train tracks—like Pepper Stack, the poor bastard—you -were- in charge of managing the construction of CanterLogic's new Locomotive Wing, which would focus solely on the construction of high-powered trains that would make walking look like a snail's snail's pace.

                                            >Double slow!

                                            >This was a revolutionary moment for Equestria, at least this side of it, which is why Phyllis wants it to be done within three months.

                                            >It's not impossible, but something like this requires at least six months of total construction, but Phyllis was too hard-headed to listen.

                                            >You couldn't exactly blame her, given her reputation before the reunification. It's only fair she'd want to make up for it.

                                            >It didn't make the work any less painful, though.

                                            >So for the last three months, you've been getting up, going to work for eight hours—sometimes up to twelve, if it's necessary—then going home, showering, and going to bed.

                                            >The fact you did so little in between your shifts really depressed you.

                                            >"Duuuuuuuuuuuuuh-nuh...."

                                            >But coming home to her really made up for it all.

                                            >"Duuuuuuuh-nuh..."

                                            "Huh? What was that?" you ask in a faux oblivious tone. Your voice was muffled underneath your pillow, but you were just loud enough.

                                            >You heard a faint giggle behind the couch, but you didn't move.

                                            >You had a plan this time.

                                            >"Dun-dun, dun-dun, dun-dun, dun-dun, dun-nun-nuhhh~"

                                            >The voice rises and falls in a series of dramatic crescendos, growing in intensity and volume as the hidden figure moves closer and closer to the couch.

                                            >Your mouth curves into a sly grin.

                                            >"Dun-dun, dun-dun, dun-dun, dun-dun, DUN-DUN, DUN-DUN, DUN-DUN, DUN-DUN!"

                                            >You hear two hoof steps, followed by a quick whoosh.

                                            >"DU-WAAAH!"

                                            >The figure jumps over the couch, but you're quick to grab it and hold it firmly into your grasp as you sink back into the couch, your entire body pressed up against it.


                                            >The figure lets out a shocked wail, before suddenly exploding into bursts of laughter and giggles as you... pepper its face with kisses.

                                            >"Ahaha! A-Anon, stop it! That tickles!"

                                            >Oh, that's right. The mysterious figure isn't an evil monster trying to eat you.

                                            >It's Sunny Starscout, your girlfriend.

                                            "No mercy for the shark!" you scream as you bend down and bury your face into her belly.

                                            >A loud BPPPPPPPT fills the room as you give her a raspberry to end all raspberries.

                                            >Sunny just laughs louder and begins to flail and kick beneath you, getting a good scream in every few giggles.

                                            >"Okay!" she shouts. "Okay okay okay okay, I give! I give! You win!"

                                            "NHHH MHHHCEEEEH!" you scream into her belly as you raspberry her again.

                                            >"AAAHAHAHA!"

                                            >The smile on your face was so big, you'd think it'd get stuck like that.

                                            >Sunny kicked the air behind you, trying desperately to break free, but she knew you were just that stronger.

                                            >But the grin on her face was probably bigger than yours ever could be.

                                            >With one final quick BPPT, you remove your face from her belly and pull yourself up to meet her face to face.

                                            >Sunny was panting and giggling while trying to catch her breath; she brought one of her hooves to her face and pulled away a lock of hair that covered her right eye.

                                            >Resting your hooves against the couch arm behind her, you dove down and brought Sunny into a gentle kiss.

                                            >A moan escaped her, then she sighed contently.

                                            >Her hooves embraced you as they wrapped around your shoulders, and her legs spread apart giving you more space to press up against her.

                                            >When you pulled away, you gazed into her emerald eyes and smiled almost instinctively.

                                            "Hi, baby," you whisper to her.

                                            >"Hey," she whispers back, brushing the back of her hoof against your cheek gently. "How was work?"

                                            >You shrug briefly.

                                            "The usual. Pain in the flank."

                                            >Sunny's smile faded briefly.

                                            >You'd filled her in plenty on the contract you had, so she knew enough to share your frustrations.

                                            >"I'm sorry."

                                            "Don't be. Especially not anymore, becaaaause..."

                                            >You lean in closer to her, lips almost touching.

                                            "It's done."

                                            >Sunny recoiled and her eyes went wide.

                                            >"W-Wait, it's done? Like, it's done done?"

                                            "Done done."

                                            ...

                                            >"Dun-dun."

                                            "Gods, you're a dork," you reply with a chuckle, only to suddenly find yourself in a tight grip as Sunny laughs warmly.

                                            >"I'm so proud of you, sweetie!" she exclaimed. "I knew you could do it."

                                            "Ow, ow, careful on the hips," you say with a wince.

                                            >Sunny gasped and softened her grip immensely.

                                            >"Sorry! You okay?"

                                            >With another wince, you nod.

                                            "Just a bit sore from today. Today was a crunch day. My whole body feels like it's on fire right now."

                                            >Sunny's expression suddenly changed into this sorrowful expression.

                                            >"Sweetie, why didn't you say anything?"

                                            >You respond with another kiss on her lips, one that lasted a few extra seconds before you pulled away.

                                            "Because I love you, you dork."

                                            >She gave you a deadpan look in return.


                                            >That's not an excuse."

                                            >Her hurt didn't faze you too much, as guilty as you felt.

                                            "Hey, I'm still okay. Trust me, it's not as bad as I make it out to be. But that's probably because I've been doing this for years."

                                            >Sunny's tongue swirled around in her cheek as she glanced at you nervously.

                                            >"Are you sure...?"

                                            "Now that I'm back home? And you're right here, with me, on this couch... pinned beneath me?"

                                            >Your voice grew sensual and deep, and you brushed your hoof against her cheek slowly, which grew red as she knew what you were getting at.

                                            "Absolutely."

                                            >"You are so cheesy," she said with a scoff, though she tried and failed to hold back a smile.

                                            "I know."

                                            >You lean in and give her a quick kiss on her lips, then moved to pepper her left cheek with gentle smooches that got her laughing.

                                            >Her body was covered in goosebumps with every little touch, and amid her tiny giggles arose a few subtle moans.

                                            >Sunny rested one of her hooves on your hip and began to kneed it gently, which brought you at ease and only served to make you kiss her more.

                                            >Her hind legs instinctively began wrapping around your waist and pulled you closer into her.

                                            >Now your entire body was pressed up against hers, and the first time this happened you thought you were hurting her, only for her to pull you back in every time you tried to get up.

                                            >So you just let it be, and she hasn't objected to it since.

                                            >Your lips made their way down to Sunny's neck, where they brushed against her skin.

                                            >Every couple kisses, you gave it a little nibble.

                                            >Sunny just whimpered and bundled up into you.

                                            >"A-Anon~"

                                            "You like that?" you whispered near her ear.

                                            >She gave you a weak nod and begged you to bite her harder.

                                            >So you did ju—

                                            *rumble*

                                            >What the fuck was that?

                                            >Oh wait, that was your stomach.

                                            >Oh yeah, you just remembered you forgot to eat today.

                                            >And now the very sound of your stomach letting loose the mightiest of roars actually killed the mood, as the very sound sent Sunny into a stifled giggling fit.

                                            >You just buried your face into her chest and apologized.

                                            >As her giggles died down, she gave you a smooch on the head.

                                            >"Let's get something to eat first. I think you've earned a little celebration after all that work, don't you think?"

                                            >You turned your head so your face was out of her chest, and your head was resting to the side.

                                            "Fair enough," you say with a bit of embarrassment still in your tone. "What are you craving?"

                                            >"How about pizza?"

                                            >You ears immediately perk up, and you look at Sunny whimsically.

                                            "Even better... how about..."


                                            ---------------


                                            >A phone call and twenty minutes later, a delivery mare came by and brought you two large pizza boxes.

                                            >You paid and tipped them a little extra before grabbing the boxes.

                                            >Sunny thanked the mare and shut the door for you, while you set the hot boxes on the kitchen table.

                                            >With your tongue hanging out slightly in anticipation, you opened the boxes and could only eagerly grin.


                                            >The pizza consisted of extra cheese, with freshly cooked sunny-side up eggs sprinkled on top.

                                            >The best part about this pizza is the yolks bursting during the cooking and drizzling all over the pizza, adding just a little extra crunch and taste and...

                                            >Unf.

                                            >You grabbed a pizza cutter from the drawer and began cutting the pizza into eight large slices, before taking one of them and putting it on Sunny's plate.

                                            "Try it," you tell her simply as you grin at her.

                                            >Sunny was perplexed when you first described the pizza to her; she didn't hate eggs or anything, but she never really heard of such a combination.

                                            >Nonetheless, she was willing to try something new.

                                            >She took the pizza into her hooves and reached forward to take a bite.

                                            >There was this gooey chunk of egg near the tip, buried underneath a thick chunk of cheese.

                                            >It looked gross, but the taste?

                                            >"Hmm..."

                                            >...

                                            >"Mmm...!"

                                            >!!!

                                            >"Mmm!"

                                            "Mm-hmm!"

                                            >See? She gets it.


                                            ----------------


                                            >"Oh, Mister Buckleby, won't you please reconsider my offer?"

                                            >"I'd love to more than anything, my dear. But you know as well as I do that our time was always to end tomorrow."

                                            >"But I know you. You never give up. Surely, you won't now?"

                                            >"Perhaps... Perhaps I'll sleep on it?"

                                            >"I'm sure you will."

                                            >You watched the TV with half-lidded eyes as the main characters of the movie embraced in a tender kiss, while an orchestra closed out the film.

                                            >You hated ambiguous endings, but this movie pulled it off so well for its time!

                                            >With the movie over and the TV shut off, you looked down to gaze at Sunny, who must've been asleep for some time judging from her adorable snoring.

                                            >The two of you, full on egg pizza and unhealthy soda, were laying comfortably on the couch.

                                            >Sunny was all curled up next to you, and you really didn't want to wake her.

                                            >But all that soda definitely got your bladder screaming.

                                            >Carefully, even as your muscles screamed just as badly, you managed to lift yourself over Sunny's sleeping form and land on the carpet.

                                            >You gave her forehead a quick smooch before sneaking off to the bathroom.

                                            >As soon as you got inside, you shut the door, lifted the toilet seat, and immediately let loose the liquid that'd been building up for the last couple hours.

                                            >The splash of water in the toilet bowl was extremely loud, but luckily the walls of this place were quite thick.

                                            >Seriously, you've tested it.

                                            >Loudly.

                                            >As you finished doing your business, a small scuttling noise was heard outside the door.

                                            >You tried your best to hear it through the dying stream; it sounded like hoof steps, so you assumed Sunny was awake, likely putting away the food for tomorrow.

                                            >Once the last of your liquid dripped from your member, you flushed the toilet and washed your hooves, before going back out into the living room.

                                            >As you guessed, Sunny was no longer laying on the couch, and she wasn't to be found in the kitchen anywhere.

                                            >Her satchel was gone too; did she head out?


                                            "Sunny?"

                                            >Nothing.

                                            >Huh, she must've gone to the bedroom.

                                            >As you head for the stairs, you notice the pizza and soda had been put away.

                                            >You always felt bad whenever she did stuff on her own, but you'll have to pay her back for it.

                                            >The sound of your hoof-steps echo around you as you climb the stairs and make your way down the hallway, until you inevitably end up in Sunny's bedroom.

                                            >Sure enough, there she is, laying on the bed and already out like a light.

                                            >Her little hind legs were curled up underneath the sheets and her fore hooves were pressed up tightly against her chest like a cat as little mewls left her mouth.

                                            >Aww.

                                            >Feeling a yawn coming on, you walk over to the bed and carefully climb in, pressing your body right up behind Sunny's and swinging her satchel aside delicately.

                                            >Despite being as careful as you could, the movement was enough to jolt Sunny awake.

                                            >"Ohnno i fell assleeep ggain," she exclaimed in a mumble.

                                            "Shh," you whispered. "It's alright."

                                            >Regardless, she started rubbing her eyes and shaking herself awake, even as you tried to stop her.

                                            >"I'm sorry," she said sadly. "I didn't think I was so tired."

                                            "Don't worry about it," you assured her. "I bet you had a long day."

                                            >"You had longer," she mumbled into your chest.

                                            "It's not a game, you dork."

                                            >"You still won, you dork."

                                            >You just gave her another kiss on her forehead and cuddled her.

                                            "Then this is a good enough reward."

                                            >Sunny pressed her mouth into your neck; you couldn't see her from this angle, but you knew she was staring at the wall behind you.

                                            >"Are you sure?" she asked guiltily.

                                            "Of course. I want you to be into it for you too, not just for me."

                                            >You felt her press into you further, the same way she did whenever she was about to say something and she was nervous about it.

                                            >"... But I'm always into it -because of- you."

                                            >You rolled your eyes and smiled.

                                            >Truth be told, you haven't had sex with Sunny in a few days, and you were feeling pretty pent up, especially after all that hard work today.

                                            >And the look in Sunny's eyes when she stared back at you brought a welcome stir in your loins.

                                            >You just gave her a firm smirk.

                                            "You really wanna thank me?"

                                            >Sunny subtly bit her lip and nodded without breaking eye contact.

                                            >She shivered as soon as she felt your now hardened shaft sliding against her hip.

                                            "Then start sucking," you growled at her.

                                            >Sunny, without a moment of hesitation, disappeared beneath the covers.

                                            >You watched as her form appeared as a bump on the blanket, traveling down the bed until it arrived just over your pelvis.

                                            >She wasted no time in shoving the entire thing into her mouth; she started bobbing her head right away, the blanket moving up and down with her.

                                            >Goosebumps covered your body as the sensation of Sunny's warm mouth did wonders on your cock.

                                            >Your hoof rested against the bump on the blanket where Sunny's head would be, and you softly thrust your hips upward to meet with her mouth.


                                            >She let out little squeaks and whimpers with every violation of her throat, but she never pulled away, nor felt the need to.

                                            >With a sigh, your chest rose up from the bed and your head flew back into the pillow, before your body sank back into the mattress.

                                            "Good girl..." you whispered, which earned you a giggle from Sunny.

                                            >Your shaft throbbed and flared inside her mouth, prompting her to twist and shake her head about to accommodate your entire girth.

                                            >A moan left your own throat, followed by shaky breaths, until you felt that familiar sensation rapidly building within you.

                                            "Wait, wait," you say softly to Sunny.

                                            >Immediately, the mare removed your cock from her mouth, followed by a wet pop and the blanket bump rising up.

                                            >"What's wro-whuah!"

                                            >Before she could ask, you reached down under the blanket and propped your hooves underneath Sunny's armpits.

                                            >With a firm tug, you hoisted her upward until she flopped out of the covers and was now face-to-face with you.

                                            >Immediately knowing what you were up to, her surprised breaths turned to nervous shudders as the tip of your shaft lined up with her entrance.

                                            >Already lubed up by her saliva and her wetness down below, there was absolutely no trouble sliding yourself in.

                                            >Sunny, face flushed with a desperate, scared, and yet aroused look in her eyes, pressed her hooves against your shoulders, while yours gripped onto her waistline as you impaled her slowly.

                                            >Once you were in far enough, you gave her a solid thrust upward, forcing her body up.

                                            >A silent but heavy gasp escaped her throat as her eyes lost focus for a moment.

                                            >She closed them with a wince and opened them a moment later, but you gave her no time to adjust them as you started to lift her body and then lower it again onto your cock.

                                            >You both immediately got into the rhythm and you started almost desperately fucking Sunny, hidden mostly under the blanket.

                                            >Goosebumps ran up and down your body even as it heated up in the sheets.

                                            >Sunny winced with every thrust, her head hanging down even as she tried to look up at you, but her moans were all you needed to hear to know she was feeling just fine.

                                            >You'd already completely forgotten how sore you were before; all you wanted to do now was make this mare sing.

                                            >Speaking of...

                                            "Hey," you pant softly to Sunny. "S-Sing for me."

                                            >Sunny's shoulders tensed and she started to smile underneath her blush.

                                            >One thing she did inadvertently in one of your last sessions a few months back was start singing; singing was always a quip of hers, and it was so soothing to fall asleep hearing her beautiful voice guiding you to dreamland.

                                            >But hearing her singing while you were busy filling her to the brim?

                                            >By the gods, you wanted to put so many foals in her for that!

                                            >It was a kink you both found more enjoyable than you were expecting; Sunny looked almost thrilled that you even told her in the first place.


                                            >Her right hoof left your shoulder to gently graze against your cheek.

                                            >She mouthed the word "okay" to you, and even that was drowned out by the sound of your plapping hips against hers.

                                            >You knew she was forming the rhythm in her head as soon as her movements changed; they went from desperate and uneven to even and firm.

                                            >Oh, this was your favorite song.

                                            >"Good morning, sun," she sighed. "N-No time to chat, I gotta run / 'Cause I've got places to be~"

                                            >Your thrusts slowed down, getting into tune with the beat and treating them as more of a rhythmic reference.

                                            >Not that Sunny ever needed such a thing; she didn't need a beat to shine.

                                            >"So much to do / Excited, y-yes," she let out small whine before continuing, "and nervous, too / A change is starting with me~"

                                            >Your thrusts stopped, leaving Sunny to just grind herself against you, cock fully impaled within her.

                                            >Her body rolled left and right, diagonally, back and forth, all bringing a tingling sensation racing through your body—and no doubt hers, as well.

                                            >"I never worry 'bout upsetting carts, hardened hearts / Or wonder, "Will I belong?""

                                            >Her voice fell into a whisper, almost as if she was trying to remember the lyrics without breaking her movements.

                                            >No shame in that, honestly; singing during sex was always such a confusing multitask.

                                            >But by the gods, if it didn't send the two of you climbing up the mountain...

                                            >And now came the best part!

                                            >With a slight raise of her hips, you could feel your shaft slowly slide out of Sunny's pussy, wet with her sticky juices and now exposed to the slightly cold but still warm air underneath the blanket.

                                            >The feeling didn't last long, however, as Sunny immediately took over, gently slamming her hips into yours and bouncing up and down to the new beat.

                                            >"I've heard it enough / I'm calling their bluff / I'll never get lost in the grey...~!"

                                            >Her breathing grew heavy, forcing her to fall into a softer tone as she continued to sing.

                                            >It was almost drowned out again by the plapping, which made it all the more better.

                                            >"There's something inside / Burns bigger than pride / Shines out of me / Lighting the way!"

                                            >She plopped herself down completely onto you, but the sensation of being buried deep within Sunny lasted for only a second before she resumed her beat.

                                            >"Gonna be, gonna be, gonna be my day~" she sighed as she rode you.

                                            >You could feel her legs shaking against your hips, and you knew she was getting close, yet she continued to sing.

                                            >"Gonna be, gonna be, gonna be my day~"

                                            >Sunny fell over you, struggling to keep herself upright.

                                            >You took over just a bit, thrusting your hips upward and into her.

                                            >Her breaths became ragged and she gasped.

                                            >"Gonna be, g-gon... a-aah!"

                                            >Unable to hold back any longer, Sunny climaxed, letting her body spasm lightly against yours, her mouth sealed shut and her shudders escaping through her nostrils in bursts.


                                            >You could feel her juices coat your pelvis with every thrust into her, the sound of squishing liquids becoming ever louder, as it always had.

                                            >It was such a rewarding sound.

                                            >Your shaft throbbed inside Sunny, and you could feel the ribbed edges of her walls clamping tightly against you; it was thanks to her cum that you were able to keep pumping with hardly any resistance.

                                            >But the tightness was still quickly getting to you.

                                            >So as you'd always done when you were close, you started nuzzling and kissing Sunny's cheek.

                                            >Her hot breath showered your neck, but it didn't stop you from peppering her cheek with loving kisses.

                                            >Just... a little bit... more...!

                                            "I love you," you shuddered in her ear.

                                            >You planted your lips against her cheek and kept them there as you felt yourself burst, thick ropes of cum shooting off into Sunny's pussy.

                                            >Burying yourself completely inside her, you stayed as still as you could, holding Sunny down against you.

                                            >She shuddered back and trembled in your grasp.

                                            >Cum filled her marehood spurt by spurt, threatening to leak out onto the bed.

                                            >Luckily, the sheets were easily washable.

                                            >After laying in place for several moments, you lifted Sunny off of you, just enough for her to pull you out of her completely.

                                            >She laid on top of you, sandwiching your cum-glazed shaft in between your belly and hers.

                                            >It was warm and sticky, but honestly you've felt much worse.

                                            >Plus it's Sunny, so why should you care?

                                            >Sunny panted heavily against you, the afterglow finally having caught up to her and sending her into a breathing fit, as did you.

                                            >Your head lay on the pillow as you regain your own breath, while Sunny rested hers against your chest.

                                            >She giggled weakly.

                                            >"I love you too," she said softly, brushing one of her hooves against your upper chest.

                                            >The feeling made you shudder again, bringing a dopey smile to your face.

                                            >With a happy hum, you slowly reached up and gave her a gentle smooch on her forehead.

                                            >You felt yourself beginning to drift off as the weight of today finally caught up with you.

                                            >As did your sores.

                                            "Mmm! F...Fuck," you whispered as the soreness in your muscles returned in full force, and now only amplified from what you just did.

                                            >You immediately stopped moving in an attempt to ease the aches.

                                            >But you couldn't sleep yet, pain or no pain!

                                            "Hey, Sunny?" you said aloud. "We should probably hop in the shower before the bed stains."

                                            >No response.

                                            "... Sunny?"

                                            >You look down at Sunny's face, having to tilt your head at an awkward angle just to see.

                                            >Sunny was already fast asleep on top of you, little snores escaping her mouth followed by an occasional snort.

                                            >Were you really going to disturb such an adorable moment?

                                            >You already knew the answer.

                                            >With a roll of your eyes and a gentle sigh from your nostrils, you kissed Sunny's forehead one more time and laid your head back onto the pillow.

                                            >You let sleep claim you without a fight.

                                            >Eh. Tomorrow's laundry day, anyway.