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A smile canted Rarity's lips, the one she used to challenge little colts like Diamond. "Don't want to be here, hmmm?" Her forehooves dropped to his waist and pulled him closer. "Little Diamond here seems to be of a different mind, wouldn't you agree?" A purr thrummed in her throat as she ground her lap against 'Little Diamond'. He was thick and stiff and not so little any more. |
"Oh…" Diamond murmured, nearly choking on his own arousal. "Oh, shit… Oh, fucking shit…" He threw his fores around Rarity's neck and humped her back, his member twitching inside its nylon prison. |
"You like that, little colt?" Rarity teased. |
"Yeah…" |
"You do want to be here. You want me, don't you?" |
"Yeah…" |
"Say it. Tell me you want me." |
"I want you, Rarity," he moaned into the side of her neck. "I want you so fucking—" |
"FIGHT!" shouted the referee. |
Diamond blinked, and before he realized the second round had begun, Rarity's stifle darted up and cracked him square in the groin. A whine whispered through his clenched teeth, high-pitched and breathless, and tears formed in the corners of his stained-glass eyes. |
Rarity released him with a cruel chuckle, and he dropped back to all fours, clutching his damaged stallionhood with one forehoof. "Bitch!" he snarled, his mousy voice contorted with pain, anger and shock. |
While he was stunned, Rarity grabbed his head and stuffed it between her parted hinds, her thighs acting as a pair of fleshy earmuffs. She bent forward and coiled her fores around Diamond's waist. |
"This is for bruising my delicate face with that suplex!" |
In a single move, she hoisted him off the mat and swung his haunches up on her shoulders—his thighs splayed and straddling her face—then snapped her body downward and drove him head-first into the canvas with a satisfying crack. A violent shockwave crashed up her forelegs, making her shudder with orgasmic delight. |
Diamond's body went limp. He offered no resistance as she folded him double and pinned down his shoulders, her eyes peering down from between his splayed thighs. |
"1…2…3…4...5..." went the referee, hoof slapping the canvas in time with his counting. |
Before the count reached five, Diamond's eyes flicked open and his body sparked back to life, startling Rarity. In the millisecond her guard was lowered, he snatched her mane and pulled her face down into his sweaty, oil-slick crotch. Panicked, she tried to sit back and yank her herself free, but the crystal thighs straddling her face snapped shut, catching her in a tight front headscissor. |
"Thought you'd get away with that cheap shot, did you?" Diamond growled, his voice rumbling with new bass. Rarity wiggled and shoved at his slippery ass cheeks, trying to free herself. "Oh, no. You're not getting away like before." |
With his forehooves clamped together behind Rarity's head, Diamond extended his hinds and flexed hard, holding nothing back. His inner thighs cut into her neck like blades, the rigid muscles hot and twitching against her skin. She tried to lift up her head, but he kept her face buried deep in his groin, squeezing her, intent on choking her out. |
"Let's hear you call me a little colt now." He propped himself up on his fores and straightened his back, holding her in place with nothing but his steely quads. His erection pulsed against her pursed lips, her squashed nose, and his stained-glass eyes stared down his own chest, absorbing the sight of Rarity's cheeks mashed between his inner thighs. "Tap out," he ordered with a grunt. "I got you…" His head lolled back, eyes glazing over. "…Just… ahhh… just give up…" |
Despite the pain and pressure building between her ears, Rarity couldn't help but giggle inwardly at the effeminate moans escaping Diamond. He was so easy to distract. A few kisses here, a nibble there, a lick, and the poor little colt went all to pieces. She'd been pecking and kneading and biting at Diamond's erection since he trapped her in the headscissor, and he seemed on the verge of bursting already. |
His hold slackened as she continued lapping at his cock, and with his body balanced on his fores, his butt hovering off the mat, Rarity was free to caress his naked ass cheeks. When his grip loosened enough, a firm smack to the flank made his hinds involuntarily splay open. |
In a move that was almost too quick to see, Rarity bit the hem of his thong and tugged it down past his stifles, freeing his engorged length. He tried to sit up, to counter, to do something—anything—but a swift stomp to his ball sack stopped him cold. |
"Ah, ah, ah," said Rarity, now standing on all fours with one front hoof crushing Diamond's balls. "Lie still, or Little Diamond's going to lose two of his best friends." |
Diamond winced. "Okay, okay, just don't—" His voice broke into a harsh howl as Rarity leaned her weight on the crystal fighter's gemstones. |
"And no talking. Understand?" |
Diamond nodded, and some of the pressure on his gems ebbed away. Rarity's bare bottom dropped onto his muzzle, and her eyes fixed on his erect crystal shaft. It was dazzling—a priceless diamond cut into a phallic shape, as if meant to honor some obscure Zebrican fertility god. |
Slowly, savoring the moment, she leaned forward, cupped his gems and took the radiant shaft in her mouth. A moan billowed into her mound as she sucked him off, and the tickling breath made her throat shudder around his length. She took him deeper and deeper with every bob of her head, reveling in the stink of his arousal and the airy whisper of his smothered pants. He pushed against her thighs and bucked his hips at the same time, trying to free himself, even as he pumped in and out of her mouth. |
The crowd cheered with new abandon, loving it. |
Rarity had been wrong about this one. He was all stallion after all—a real fighter and a surprisingly eager lover. She ground her lap against his face, already imagining what that phallic diamond would feel like slamming into her— |
"Oh my—!" she spat. "You miserable, vulgar, uncouth, inbred, worthless…" Her voice trailed off into a slew of curses and coughs as she hacked up a viscous wad of Diamond's load, which he'd released without warning. Rarity wiped her mouth, scowling. There was no excuse for rudeness like that. |
Angry now, she laid herself across his torso and locked his neck between her thighs, her back fetlocks crossing behind his head. |
"Rarity, wait! I'm sorry! I didn't mean to—" Diamond would have said more, but Rarity reached behind her back, grabbed his mane and wedged his muzzle between her ass cheeks, smothering his breath along with his words. |
"I said no talking!" she barked, her sculpted quads bulging around his jugular. She flexed her haunches, and the sturdy throat sandwiched between her thighs contracted and convulsed. It shuddered against her mound, driving her half-mad with ecstasy. Purring, she arched her back and straightened her hinds, squeezing harder and taking more of Diamond's muzzle between her ass cheeks. |
A forehoof slapped against her flank. |
"Did I give you permission to submit?" Without waiting for answer, Rarity grabbed Diamond's forehooves and pinned them alongside his writhing body. Looking over her shoulder, she drank in the tantalizing sight of her rear smothering his face, his nose and mouth buried in the crack of her ass. An idea skirted through her mind. She released Diamond's neck, clamping her thighs around his temples instead. |
With the match nearing a decisive conclusion, and her fun nearly at its end, Rarity peered up in search of Fancy Pants. She wanted to make sure he was still watching, still entranced by her every move. When she didn't find him seated directly ahead, or on either side of her, she figured he must be at her back. Glancing over her shoulder again, she locked eyes with Fancy and gave her ass a showy wiggle, flaunting her snared prey for his amusement. His lusty eyes begged her to finish the beaten fighter. |
Granting her captor's wish, Rarity rolled to her side and coiled her forelegs around Diamond's barrel, combining her scissor hold with a bearhug. Her body lock tightened until her forehooves touched her elbows, and her greedy thighs utterly devoured the crystal fighter's head, hiding his entire face from view. |
Diamond's body writhed. His hinds kicked, his tail floundered. Maybe his face turned blue from lack of oxygen, maybe it didn't; there was nopony in the Showroom who could tell at this point. |
Rarity's hips shuddered as she ground her lap against his face, hard, using his muzzle to pleasure herself. He had disappointed her twice in a row now, true, but the match hadn't been a complete bust. Diamond felt hard and smooth between her flexed biceps, her crushing quads, and it wasn't every Saturday night she got to dominate a living gemstone. |
"Mmmm... lick me..." she panted. "Do it... or I'll crush your skull..." |
She loosened her hold a bit, giving Diamond enough air and room to grant her wish. His tongue lapped at the spandex covering her mound, and the material was so thin she felt his every lick pamper her swollen lips. |
"Oh, that's it. Right there. Lick me right there..." |
Without meaning to, Rarity tightened her hold and redoubled her grinding. Waves of pleasure crashed through her body as she bucked her lap against his face, squeezing, and squeezing, and panting, and squeezing, and— |
"Ahhhhh... she moaned. "Fuck me... Fuck me, Fancy..." |
Her body convulsed as hot juices squirted from her mound, coating Diamond's muzzle. Though exhausted, she held both her bearhug and her reverse headscissor, even as her thighs shuddered from the violent orgasm. |
The squeezing lasted a long time. In the throes of her domination, she parted her hinds and adjusted the scissor hold, momentarily revealing Diamond's sleeping face. Then her glistening thighs enveloped his skull again, and she continued her torture, not caring that her victim was no longer awake to feel it. |
She squeezed him long into the night, her heart set on breaking the unbreakable. |
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[tags: author: ROBCakeran53, character: Starlight Glimmer, character: Sunburst, character: Trixie, genre: Romance, genre: Slice of Life, series: My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic ] |
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CHAPTER: It's so Hard to Keep this Smile from my Face |
The road was barren, the two-track covered in a blanket of heavy snow which hadn't seen traffic since before it began falling from the bucks of pegasi hooves. Not because it was a less traveled route, but because everypony knew better, and they were home in their warm beds or before a roaring hearth. |
No such luck, for three ponies of varying sanity and magical peruse, traveling to visit family on Hearthswarming Eve. |
Kicking at the fetlock deep snow, a orange unicorn, bundled up in blue winter clothes with stars covering the pattern, pushed through, doing his best to follow the barely visible indents of the trail. He pulled behind him a large cart of purples, blues, yellows and golds, done up in a pattern of magical symbols, fire works, and shooting stars. |
This was not, however, his wagon, but it was his turn to pull so that, between the two current occupants, one could continue to rest, while the other warmed herself from the laughably small wood stove. |
Thankfully, inside, a light purple mare cozied up to her blue friend, nuzzling her and sharing her body's warmth. |
"You should have traded a half hour ago," said Starlight Glimmer with a slight frown, yet she didn't relent in rubbing against her friend. |
"Yes. Trixie knows this, but you two have the only clock, so one of you should have stopped me," said the aforementioned Trixie Lulamoon. |
"I know, and I'm sorry, but Sunburst was curled up beside me, sleeping still, and I just didn't have the heart to wake him yet." |
"So you let Trixie suffer longer, because you love her far less than him." |
Starlight rolled her eyes, grabbing her friend with a foreleg and pulling her closer. "No, Trix, and you know that. I love you both, but well, you know what Sunburst is to me." |
Remaining silent, Trixie simply looked between them, and at the slightly large belly of her friend. |
"Yes, the sire to your foal." |
"Not just that! We were childhood friends, and we both had feelings for so long that we kept quiet about that… well…" |
Sighing, Trixie nuzzled up to Starlight, placing a hoof upon her friend's belly. "Trixie knows, Starlight. She knows. It's just… not always easy being the third wheel." |
"Third wheel? Trix, you know you're not that, us three love each other equally! Nopony is lesser than the other in this relationship." |
Trixie gave Starlight's belly a poke. "Clearly." |
Rolling her eyes, Starlight grabbed Trixie's head, pulling her in close to kiss her forehead just below her horn. "You silly magician, you're the one who said you weren't ready for foals." |
"Yes, however Trixie thought you shared the same reservation." |
"Well, yes, I did… but then, after talking with my father, and Sunburst's mother, things… changed." |
Trixie's ears went flat, and with a shuffle to the side, she pulled away from Starlight's foreleg, instead pushing her chest against the sill to the forward window, closed to block out the wind, although a small draft was present. She pressed her right ear against the shutter, feeling the cold soaking through the wood and causing her still numb ear to burn. |
Trixie was used to this kind of winter abuse, out between her shows. But Sunburst? He did live in the Crystal Empire for a number of years, and still traveled out there to teach Princess Flurry Heart magical lessons, so maybe he was hardened enough for this sort of thing? |
"Aaaah!" |
The wagon jolted, then stopped, and Trixie with her magic unclasped the locked shutter, opening it just far enough to peer outside. |
Sunburst was in the process of picking himself up, having clearly fallen belly first into the snow. |
Trixie sighed, and before she could close the window, Starlight stood overtop of her, resting her chin on top of Trixie's head to also peer out. |
"Oh dear, he's not doing so well, is he?" |
Trixie's response was a simple hum. |
"Do you think I should go out and change with him?" |
"No, you heard Doctor Stable. After seven months, you need to keep off your hooves as much as possible. Hitching you to a harness is the opposite of that." |
"I know, but, well… look at him." |
Trixie hadn't stopped, instead listening with one ear on Starlight while the other, and her eyes, focused on the struggling stallion. |
He was on his hooves now, brushing as much of his underside off as he could with his hoof and magic. He only had winter gear on his forward half, his rear only sporting the saddle blanket draped to his dock. |
"At least we have a nice view," Trixie commented with a grin. |
She could feel Starlight's own grin on top of her head. "Yeah, he has a cute set of flanks for a bookworm." |
Both mares huffed a laugh, but when another large gust of wind, and big snowflakes, blew in at them they pulled back. The shutter was closed and latched by Starlight's magic, however it continued to rattle from the outside winds. |
They laid there, still, on the one large bed (in favor of the two small hammocks of past travels) as they counted down the seconds, and then a full minute. Starlight worked her jaw, preparing to say something, when the wagon lurched forward, and the steady rhythm of movement through deep snow picked up again. |
"Well, I'll be," Trixie said, then turned to Starlight. "Trixie supposes he is made of sterner stuff." |
"Sunburst has a way of surprising you, that's for sure," Starlight said with a chuckle. |
Starlight then returned to the bed, laying on her side and patting the thin mattress with a hoof. "Now, come here and lay down. You need to warm up and rest." |
Dragging her hooves, Trixie did as told, laying on her opposite side so the two mares faced each other. With her magic, Starlight draped over a blanket, covering them to hold in their heat, while Trixie nuzzled against her friend's chest and neck. |
Finally, with a deep breath, Trixie truly settled down, and Starlight gave her another gentle kiss before resting her own head atop her friend's. The two then drifted off to slumber to the rocking of the wagon, allowing Luna to give them pleasant dreams. |
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Both mares were woken by a sudden jolt, and with enough of a lean to cause Trixie to roll out of the bed with a thud. |
"What happened?" Starlight asked, yawning and rubbing her eyes. |
"Clearly we crashed," Trixie grumbled from the cold floor. |
"What? No, that can't be it." |
There then came a rushed knock from the back door, to which Starlight answered with her magic. |