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I am not the author, this is archived from https://web.archive.org/web/20150826223326/https://pastebin.com/gzJ1jaVU.
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Original Author: Anonymous Mon 22 Dec 2014 17:29:45 No.21113660
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>Be Anon.
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WOOOO
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>Be tired.
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BOOOOO
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>Worked overtime at Sweet Apple Acres.
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BOOOOO X 2
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>Got paid overtime, and invited drinking with Applejack.
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>She's a good pone, she is.
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>As a bet, you both are trying your hands at a muff diver.
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>While her face looks like the bad aftermath of a porno, you've managed to keep everything but your nose clean of cream.
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"Goshdarnit anon, howin the buck did you keep your face clean?"
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"A long tongue, applepone."
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>As you let your tongue writhe about in the air for a while, Applejack starts laughing.
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"Darn things as slippery as a bloodsucker!"
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>Is she mocking you? Eh, don't care.
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"Ah gotta go to the mare's room, 'cuze me."
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"Wanna another cider?"
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>She's already walking, not straightly, of course, but vigorously nods her head.
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>When you turn around, looking for the waiter, you notice Twilight standing nervously by the door.
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"Oi! Twi! Get over here!"
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>Well, that got her attention, hell, she even jumped a bit.
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>You don't normally like her, because she would not just shut up with the questions, but you feel nice and talkative tonight.
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>While walking towards your table, she didn't break eye contact, so when she bumped into a table, you couldn't help but laugh.
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"That wasn't funny, Anon."
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"Hell it wasn't, you even apologized to everybody at the table."
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"Well what was I supposed to do?"
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>Goddamnit. She's actually looking a little teary.
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"Say sorry once to the table. We're all drinking, we don't care."
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>As she hops onto the chair, the waiter comes over to your table.
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"Two more ciders, and Twi?"
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"Uhh.... Shirley temple?"
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>You and the waiter look at each other. Then you look at Twilight, who seems to be slightly hyperventilating.
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"Would you like me to order for y-"
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"YES. I mean, um, yes thank you."
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>You don't even look away from Twilight, the twitchy girl.
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"We are getting you drunk."
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"Oh- ok then."
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"You don't do this much, do you."
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"Well, its hard getting out of the castle, Spike always needs help, Celestia needs weekly reports and if I don-"
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>Almost regretting bringing her here, but you see your original drinking buddy come out of the washroom.
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"Twilight! Fancy seeing you here, girl. Booze back yet?"
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"Nah, practically just ordered. But yeah, never seen you here Twi. What brings you out?"
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>Be Princess Twilight Sparkle.
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>'Relaxing' with a good book.
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>Alright, it's smut, but its good smut.
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>Alright its bad smut, but it's getting the job done.
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>Alright your left hoof's getting the job done, but its good reading material.
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>No it isn't.
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*knock knock*
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>Celestia-damnit.
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"Hey Twi, I was wondering, where did you put the rubies?"
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>You let out a muffled moan, bending over your wet hoof.
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"Spike, they're in the cupboard!"
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>You don't mean to yell at him, but you can't stop, not when you're so close.
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>As you weakly finish into your hoof, Spike opens the door.
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"Spike, I'm busy."
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>You realize that you don't even have to look busy, you just started to clop while working with scrolls next to you.
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"Twi?"
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>HE KNOWS
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"Yea-ah?"
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"It smells weird in here."
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>HE DOESN'T KNOW
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"Oh, ha ha, um, just um, open up some windows its been such a long time since we've had fresh air in here, yeah."
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"Hey Twi?"
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"Yeah?"
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"I think you should go out tonight, bring somebody back home."
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>Oh that's cute, he wants someone to play with.
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"Who do you want me to bring back? Pinkie Pie? Rarity? Mrs and Mr Emerald ice cream?"
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>You pull on his cheek with your magic, stretching his stone cold looking face.
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"I'm going to be out tonight, too."
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"I don't think you should be out a whole nigh-"
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"Burning those sheets you're sitting in."
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>HE KNOWS EVERYTHING
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"Spike, if you want the sheets cleaned, you should have said so! I know how delicate your wittle nose is."
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>"For starters Twi, It's not delicate, its sharp, second, there isn't just dirt on those sheets."
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>Your magic stops pulling on his cheek, and his mouth makes a slight popping noise.
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>You look into his eyes, and you see... oh yeah. He knows.
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"Sooooo, uhhh..."
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>"I'm burning those sheets in five, then we're sweeping this issue out the door."
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>You stand up stiffly, and walk out towards the door, grabbing your saddlebags on the way out.
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>As you close the door to the castle, you can't help but hear a noise of disgust from the opened window.
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>Oh, he saw it didn't he.
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>You can't sigh as the sheets are flung into the sky, then burnt mid-air.
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>Ponyfeathers.
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>Be drunk Anon.
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>You and a far more hammered Applejack are looking at very zoned out Twilight who's been muttering curses under her breath.
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>She finally comes back to the land of the living, when Applejack knocks her head with her mug of cider.
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>"Equestria to Twilight, com'on girl, what are we toasting to?"
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>She practically jolts up and practicly shouts:
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>"I ask not for a lighter burden, but broader shoulders. Uhh, mares and gentleman, we have the broadest shoulders around."
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>You and Applejack exchange glances for a second, but Applejack raises her mug and tacks on:
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>"To the workers!"
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>Fuckit, good enough.
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>Everybody (fuck pony) clinks their mugs, then proceeds to drink their cider.
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>Scratch that, everybody but Twi, who seemed just to put the drink to her lips, and then put it back down.
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>"Seriosly Anon, if you didn' stay lahter today, we'd nevah get done. Still have no idea how you keep up."
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"Well, males are the stronger ones in my species, but I'm not going to let a friggin horse beat me."
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>And like that, Twilight brought out a scroll, her pen already sprinting across the paper.
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>"Really Anon, that's amazing! Then why does society send the weaker ones to do the jobs? Do you-"
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"Gonna stop you right there, men do most of the hard work, and put away the notes. We're here to drink, not play twenty questions."
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>Twilight looks a bit dejected, but puts the notes back into the bag.
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>Applejack drains a bit more of her cider, then looks at Twilight.
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>"So Twigh, what brings you out? Nevah got a proper answer."
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>"Oh um, uh, Spike said I sould go out and uh, nevermind."
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>"Spike said you should what?"
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>Twilight leans over and whispers in Applejacks ear.
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>Whatever it was, it was something funny, because now Applejack is laughing like an idiot, and Twi looks completely pissed.
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>"It's not funny, Applejack!"
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>"HAHAHAohmycelestia! What are you going to do, go afta my brother again? You know what? Why dont'cha ask Anon?"
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"Twilight should ask me what?"
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>"Twilight was wondering if you'd take her home and mmpft!"
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>Well, whatever it was, its gone know, because Twilight's hoof is now solely in AJ's mouth.
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>"Its nothing Anon, nothing to be worried about or anything."
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>Well, if she said don't worry about it.
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>Be Twilight, the now drunken mare.
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>It's been about 3 hours since you came to this bar, and you feel that you've gotten closer to Anon.
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>Physically. You scooted your seat far closer towards him, and it seems that he hasn't noticed.
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>Or hopefully doesn't mind.
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>You've also learnt that when Anon gets drunk enough, you can ask him questions without him saying no.
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"So this... computer, was it? It can do math?"
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>"Yes, but its usually used for things other than math."
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"Like..?"
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>"Games, videos, music and a lotta porn."
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>You can feel your cheeks getting red at that comment, but you smile a bit.
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>Applejack just grins at you.
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"So humans have pornographic material too? Do they stimulate themselves with it?"
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>"Yeah they use it."
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>You make a mental note, that maybe pornography isn't viewed as negatively where he comes from
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>Which means if Anon see's your pornography when you take him home, maybe he won't bolt like Soarin.
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>They were obviously fake, no stallion can last a whole half-minute.
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>As Anon pushes away from the table and stands up, you can't help it, and look at his profile.
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>Ahhhhhh yes.
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>"Back in a bit, going to use the bathroom."
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>As he walks away, Applejack leans across the table.
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>"You uh, you planning on riding Anon?"
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"Kinda?"
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>"You know he isn't into ponies, right?"
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"I have an idea."
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>Applejack huffs slightly at this, grinning stupidly.
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>"What, you going to use your feminine charms? Cuz I need to see this."
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>You know she's mocking you, but you are going to get Anon.
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"Come on, Applejack, can you please let me try?"
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>"Alrigh, Alright. So what is your plan outta curiosity? We know you tend to over-think things."
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"Well first I'm going to get him to come home with me. He's been drinking so much, he's only a stallion after all."
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>"Why's he going to come home with you?"
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"I'll propose that he should crash on my couch, and then I will find a way to get his clothes off."
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>"Whose crashing?"
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>NO ANONS HERE
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>HOW MUCH DID HE HEAR
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"HI ANON!"
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>YOU SCREAMED THAT AT HIM, CALM DOWN, THIS ISN'T PROM
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>"Hi?"
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>Don't mess up, don't mess up, don't mess up, don't mess up.
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"I was just saying, rather than walking ALL the way back to your house, you should just sleep at my place tonight."
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>He's looking at you weird.
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>WHY IS HE LOOKING AT YOU WEIRD
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>"You sure? I mean my house isn't that far away, and I'm not even that bad."
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"NO! I, uh, I'll make you breakfast."
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>While he mulls it over, you look at Applejack, and she gives you a smile.
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>"C'mon Anon, Twilight's good at making eggs, and yah won't believe her toast."
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>Don't you screw this up, Applejack.
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>"Alright. I'll have to make it up to you though."
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>YES
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>YOU WILL, WON'T YOU
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>Applejack winks at you, then stretches.
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>"Well ah best be hitting the hay. Can't stay up too late."
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>"Alright boss. See you tomorrow."
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>Be Anon the drunk.
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>You and Horse of Books are taking a lovely stroll late in the evening.
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>And like all lovely strolls taken on a chilly autum night, you are drunk as a skunk.
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>Can skunks even drink? Ya know, without dieing?
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"Hey Twi?"
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>"Yes?"
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"Can skunks drink? Without dieing?"
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>She looks at you quizically, but doesn't seem to really care.
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>"Skunks eat fruits, and fruits can ferment and become alcholic in nature. But they don't actively seek out alcahol."
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>She cocks her head at you with a quizacal look on her face.
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>"Why do you ask?"
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"Honestly, just wondering."
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>Never thought Twi would be this open with you.
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>You knew she was a little quiet, but you never thought you'd be able to talk this easily.
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>Hell, Spike told you to flat out run from this town, especially her.
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"Hey Twi?"
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>She actually jumped a bit, awwe.
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>"Ye, Yes Anon?"
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"You have a good night?"
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>"Uhh.. yes? Why?"
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"No, just wondering. I had a good night with ya, we should do this more often."
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>"I'd like that."
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>Dawww. You drop your hand to Twilight's head, and give her noggin a bit of a rub.
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>"Ohhhh, keep doing that."
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>Weird, but you don't stop scratching her head.
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>She's closed her eyes, and is pushing her horn into your palm.
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>You start to massage her horn, and she pushes into your leg.
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"Twi, could you stop pushing against me? It's kinda hard to walk."
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>She startles a bit, and grows a slight blush.
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>"Sorry. I got a bit carried away. We'll have time when we get home though, right?"
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>Silly pone, its sleep time.
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"Ehh, honestly I'm going to sleep as soon as I get to your house."
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>She looked dejected as you said that. But as you turn the corner towards her house, she brightens up.
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>Be inside Twilights castle.
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>You watch as book pone shakes her ass, trying to dislodge her saddlebags.
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>Although it's funny watching her jump around like an idiot, you reach around her and undo the clasp on her belly.
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>"Little to eager, aren't we?"
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"What was that?"
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>"Nothing, nothing. Thank you."
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>As you stand up you can't help but notice a strange smell in the air.
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>Shit, that's you, isn't it.
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"Hey, Twigh, could I use your shower? I smell like mud and cider."
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>Why is she looking at you like that?
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>"Thanks Anon, I like to be fresh too."
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>You knew she was a germaphobe.
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>"It's up the stairs, to the left."
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"Thanks. I take it I'm getting the couch?"
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>"The couch is alright."
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>She really said that fast.
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>Maybe she's one of those unsuffarable people who alcohol just makes them energetic.
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>As you climb the stairs, you feel like you're being watched.
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>When you find the bathroom, you pause, then lock the door.
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>Don't know why.
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>YESYESYESYES
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>HE"S IN THE HOUSE I DID IT
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>Alright, Twilight. Calm down. In through the mouth, out through the nose.
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>How do you look?
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>OH CELESTIA, HOW DO YOU LOOK
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>You practically shove your face into the hallway mirror, but its okay, you're fine.
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>It's just you and him.
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>...Isn't it?
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>SPIKE YOU LIZARD DON"T YOU DARE MESS THIS UP
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>As you run through the castle you check everything.
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>Kitchen: No Spike, No plates.
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>Dining Room: No Spike, Not a hair out of place.
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>Library: No Spike, smut hidden.
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>Labratory: No Spike, everything's clean.
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>As you just about leave the basement, knowing Spike's not in the castle, you pause.
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>It has been a while.
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>And you want this to be at least 20 seconds.
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>Somewhere, in here, there is a energy potion.
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>You managed to squeeze out 25 seconds with Soarin, the last time you used it with him.
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>It's odourless, tasteless and colorless.
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>Anon would never know.
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"Twilight, you naughty mare."
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>As you make a pass through the kitchen, you look for wine glasses.
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>You grab them, and some fruity wine.
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>When you sit down in the living room, you uncork the wine, and pour two glasses.
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>Anon's being a little smaller than your's.
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>You then fill his until it's as full as yours with the potion, and twirl the drink to dilute the clear substance.
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>As you position the glasses, you hear the bathroom door open.
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>You claim one half of the couch, and with a bit of quick thinking and quick magic, light a fire in the firebox.
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>Stallions like atmosphere, right?
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>You can hear him walk down the stairs.
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>Alright, reel him in.
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>"Twi?"
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"Down hereee."
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>You try to sound as seductive as possible, but it just sounds weird.
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>As he walks into the living room, you see him pause a bit, then continue walking.
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>Oh yeah. He's impressed.
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>Also, he looks sooo good with wet hair.
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>As he sits down on the couch, he asks hesitantly:
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>"Whatsaaaa.. whats with all this?"
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>Oh you want me to work for it, dont you.
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"Weelll, I was thinking we should end the night with some wine, don't you think?"
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>"Honestly, not much of a wine drinker."
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>DON'T YOU MESS THIS UP, NOW
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"Come on, a toast then! To a blossoming friendship."
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>"Heh. Alright."
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>As he sits down, he spreads his legs, tempting you already, the little tease.
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>"What wine is this, out of curiosity?"
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>You almost spill the glasses, as you reach to grab the bottle.
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"Uh... Something from Chataue Rose. With hints of grapefruit and white grapes."
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>"Look at Miss fancy pants right here. To friendship."
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"To friends."
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>As you drink your wine, you keep your glass up, only to make sure Anon finishes his.
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>You look at each other, glasses mid-air, and both set them down at the same time.
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>"Not bad wine. A bit bitter for something so fruity. So uhh, you going to bed now?"
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>Alright, like Mom showed. Get closer, make them comfortable.
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"I was thinking, maybe we should stay up a bit later. Have some fun."
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>You slide a little closer on the couch, you're just about near the middle.
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>"Well, I wanted to go to sleep but.."
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>Closer.
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"But we can have so much fun right now. Together."
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>Closer.
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>"Honestly Twi, I'm just about done."
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>He's leaning over the edge of the couch.
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>Alright, time to shine.
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>"Twi, what the fu- mmph!"
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>You press your lips against his, and you feel his hands go on your stomach, pushing you away.
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>Ahhhh yes. He stopped pushing you away.
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>He isn't very active though.
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>Hell, he hasn't even really touched you yet.
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>You raise your head to look at him, and WHY IS HE ASLEEP?
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"Anon. Anon. ANON! WAKE UP!"
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>As you push yourself of him, you look at him, and the wine.
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>The wine.
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>The winE WAS BITTER
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>WHY WAS THE WINE BITTER
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>Grabbed the wrong potion.
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>As you trip over yourself, to reach the potion in the kitchen, you think 'There's no way I grabbed the wrong potion, right?'
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>As you glare at the bottle... no. NO!
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>You just overloaded the ONE stallion whose been the first one in your house for 4 YEARS WITH CELESTIA-DAMNED SLEEPING POTION.
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"Buck. BUCKING MOTHERBUCKING!"
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>As you trot back into the living room, you look at him.
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>He's almost falling off the couch.
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>As you focus your magic on him, you feel it fizzle out.
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>Oh great, magic invunerablity.
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>You grab onto his feet with your hooves, and pull him onto the couch, which raises his shirt.
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>If he was conscious, you probably could admire his body.
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>You grab onto his shirt with your teeth and drag it down, dragging your nose down his stomach.
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>Why are his pants raised?
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>He's got an erection. That you won't get to experience.
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>I'm looking.
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>As you work out the mysteries of the 'phants', you breathe in his odour.
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>Oh yeah, you're looking.
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>This is ridiculous, he's got phants inside his phants!
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>When you finally get those, his erection is standing straight up into the air.
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>It might look weird, but it's not the strangest you've seen.
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>You tremble in both anticipation and caution, as you reach forwards with your hoof.
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>As you poke it, nothing strange happens.
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>You aren't sure what you expected, but this wasn't it.
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>As you poke it again, you realize that he is not feeling a thing.
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>Tenatively, you push down on his stomach.
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>Nothing.
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>He better not wake up.
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>As you raise yourself onto him, you hear his breathing catch slightly.
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>There you are, his dick under you, you are already dripping on him.
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>And if he wakes up, he will never let you live this down.
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>He adjusts under you, seeming only to want to get into a more comfortable position on the couch.
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>Slowly... gently... yeeeeEEEEssssss.
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>He's half inside you, and you laugh.
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"Well. I'm a rapist."
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>Never do thing's halfway, Twilight.
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>As you slowly hilt him inside you, you can feel old tricks coming back to you.
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>%#$# those tricks, in and out time.
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>Whether it's the roaring fire, the force of you doing all the work, or the fact that this domination stuff seems neat, you can feel a pressure near your crotch.
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"Come on Anon, it's so close! So close..."
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>You can feel him twitching inside you, as you coax it into the good spots.
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"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH"
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>In one word: wet.
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>In two? It's everywhere.
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>You wait tentatively, almost wanting him to wake up and see what you did.
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>No, Anon's still asleep.
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>As you pull yourself off him, you look at yourself.
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>Still a mess, but where's the semen?
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>He's still erect but - HE'S STILL ERECT?
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"That's.. Amazing. Do humans have no refractory period?"
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>Stop it Twilight, science in the bedroom is what got you here.
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>It's a nice place to be, but still.
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>You poke the erection again, and notice WHY IS THERE NO SEMEN
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>HOW LONG CAN HE LAST
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"I'm grabbing a clock."
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...
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>Be an extremely tired mare
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"Ho-, ha, how is this still going it been 5, ITS BEEN 5 MINUTES!"
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>Looking down at him, he hasn't even responded to you thrusting yourself on him once.
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>And you look like you were doused down there.
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>The clock on the table even has a bit of you on it.
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>Are you not good enough?
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>He's still inside you, and still as hard as he was at the start.
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>You ARE going to get him to finish.
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>You hilt him inside you, squirming your insides around him.
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"Come - on Anon this, is ridic- ulous."
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>Your mane's a mess, you feel winded and HE JUST MOVED
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>You watch in horror, as his hand comes up to your side.
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>As it grasps your hip, you don't move, your breath stopped.
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>He lifts you up, and you close your eyes. He's awake, its over.
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"Anon, I'm sooo sorry, It's just been a long time, and the one time I have a stall-ION!"
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>He just slammed you down onto him, hilting himself. And now you could just about-
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*Wham*
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"BUuuuuck."
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>With another slam, you feel yourself let loose another torrent onto him.
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>And he just
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*Wham*
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>won't
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*Wham*
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>stop.
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>You've given into him, and you just let him slide into you.
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>As your grip gives out, you fall against his chest, but you feel him simply re-adjust, then continue.
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"Don't stop, please, please, PLEASE don't stop!"
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>He's still out, but he responded to that, as he placed his other hand on your thigh, and brought himself harder into you.
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>It feels heavenly, with him pushing in and out of you, but you can feel a new kind of fervency.
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>As it twitches inside you, you can feel yourself edge closer as well.
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[spoiler]Y-You too?[/spoiler]
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>He pushes deep inside you, and holds himself there, as you feel the long forgotten feel of his pleasure rushing through you.
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>As you milk him for every last drop, he slides out of you, relaxing back into the couch.
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>When it pops out of you, it does so audibly, with a slight suction noise.
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>You almost fall of him, exhausted, but just slide back onto the couch.
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>He's a mess, and you're a mess.
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410.
>With a bit of a shake in your body, you stand up, and levitate the whole couch up the stairs.
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>When you get to your room, you dump him into your bed, then crawl in next to him.
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>With a bit of shuffling, it's comfortable, and he's the big spoon.
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>Whatever happens in the morning, you are happy now.
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>Be very fully awake Twilight.
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>It's still 8:31.
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>Anon's starting to stir.
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>And you have been awake since 6:45.
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>You tried to move, but he pulled you closer.
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>If he can't HEAR your heartbeat yet, he must be deaf.
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421.
>"Mmmph. Haaaaa."
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>He pulls you closer, your butt now being poked by his strangely stiff erection.
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>Act asleep, maybe he'll buy it, maybe he'll leave.
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>"Twilight? Why the fuck am I oh god."
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>He pushes himself up, next to you.
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>Here it comes.
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>"Shiiiiiit. Goddamnit. Ffffffff-great. Great. Twilight."
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>He pushes you into the bed, gently.
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"Yes Anon?"
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>"We did it last night, didn't we."
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"Uhhhhh"
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>"Twilight where are my pants."
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"I don't know."
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434.
>"Was I good?"
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435.
"What."
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>"Was I go-"
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"You were amazing you lasted for six minutes and thirty-three seconds, and that was with a large amount of time actively thr-"
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438.
>Anon pulls you closer, and falls back into the bed.
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439.
>"Hey Twi?"
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"Yes?"
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>"I won't tell anyone if you won't."
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>You feel a little hurt, but you breathe a sigh of relief, knowing he's not upset.
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"Okay then. Anon?"
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>"Yeah?"
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"Thank you."
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>You feel him wrap his other arm around you and pull you close.
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>"You're a good one, Twi."
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>And now you're sniffling a bit.
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"Thanks."
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>"Wanna go again? Going to hell anyways."
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>You can't help but burst out laughing, and roll around to look into his face.
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452.
"Spike will hate having to buy new sheets at this rate."
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>"That a yes?"
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"Yes. Yes, why not, as you said."
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END DONE FIN BOOM WHATEVER
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So, adjusted my writing style, and tried to slow myself down. I honestly think I made the ending far too padded out, as well as a bit shit. But anyways, have a good Christmas, and when you have time, tell me what you thought, and point out any errors in my writing.
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