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>>155925
He walks around, looking to the window, then out the open door, and then in silence, like he’s trying to listen to the radio playing downstairs.
He walks up to her, and whispers in her ear
“We could try”
He walks around, looking to the window, then out the open door, and then in silence, like he’s trying to listen to the radio playing downstairs.
He walks up to her, and whispers in her ear
“We could try”
>>155926
She freezes. His own mother is right there, there's no physical barrier between them except for the height of the house. She doesn't want to imagine what could happen if she takes a looksee up the stairs. It's foolish, it's wrong, it's crazy! Yet…being so intimate with Mustard right in his own house, and sneaking it right under somepony's nose, is quite titillating, and shivers run up her spine from the thought. "How do you want to do this?"
She freezes. His own mother is right there, there's no physical barrier between them except for the height of the house. She doesn't want to imagine what could happen if she takes a looksee up the stairs. It's foolish, it's wrong, it's crazy! Yet…being so intimate with Mustard right in his own house, and sneaking it right under somepony's nose, is quite titillating, and shivers run up her spine from the thought. "How do you want to do this?"
>>155927
“Uh”
He looks to her, and looks around, then back to her.
“The other bed is just a little bit quieter if you want to do it there. There’s also the floor. And the bathroom. And my sister’s room. We can maybe have a blanket over us. If we have a book out, it might look like we were reading a book together if she walks in.”
“Uh”
He looks to her, and looks around, then back to her.
“The other bed is just a little bit quieter if you want to do it there. There’s also the floor. And the bathroom. And my sister’s room. We can maybe have a blanket over us. If we have a book out, it might look like we were reading a book together if she walks in.”
>>155928
"Your brother's bed…" she mutters disapprovingly.
She does snicker when his sister's room is mentioned. It would be funny, but Veneer would abhor them if she managed to find out.
"The bathroom is private, but she'd know if she figured out if we were both in there, and we couldn't do anything if she came up. Does the floor creak? The book is a good idea, but read from it out loud too. And if I hear her coming, I'll elbow you to stop." She can hardly believe he's already aroused enough to try something like this. She can hardly believe she is aroused enough to try something like this, but she is.
"Your brother's bed…" she mutters disapprovingly.
She does snicker when his sister's room is mentioned. It would be funny, but Veneer would abhor them if she managed to find out.
"The bathroom is private, but she'd know if she figured out if we were both in there, and we couldn't do anything if she came up. Does the floor creak? The book is a good idea, but read from it out loud too. And if I hear her coming, I'll elbow you to stop." She can hardly believe he's already aroused enough to try something like this. She can hardly believe she is aroused enough to try something like this, but she is.
>>155929
Though Amber simply gives thoughtful consideration to Mustard’s own proposal, some portion of the idea must seem unsavory. Mustard Trim’s smile disappears at the accusation of disrespect towards his veteran brother, abs it does not return by the time she finishes speaking.
“Well, we don’t have to do it now” he says
Though Amber simply gives thoughtful consideration to Mustard’s own proposal, some portion of the idea must seem unsavory. Mustard Trim’s smile disappears at the accusation of disrespect towards his veteran brother, abs it does not return by the time she finishes speaking.
“Well, we don’t have to do it now” he says
>>155930
"Maybe…maybe some other time. If she's on a shopping trip, perhaps," she replies, ears folded low.
"Maybe…maybe some other time. If she's on a shopping trip, perhaps," she replies, ears folded low.
>>155931
“Maybe” he says. He sits down.
The two sit together in awkward silence, and he stares at her. He extends a hoof, and rubs behind her ear.
“Maybe” he says. He sits down.
The two sit together in awkward silence, and he stares at her. He extends a hoof, and rubs behind her ear.
She leans in beside him, enjoying the rub and blushing.
"Heh. I, um, always feel funny–but in a good way–when I'm around you. Do you feel the same around me?"
"Heh. I, um, always feel funny–but in a good way–when I'm around you. Do you feel the same around me?"
>>155933
Amber must have earned herself some pets, Mustard moves up, and sits on the floor next to her. He pets behind her ears, the top of her head, and the back of her neck. Any part of her body that is exposed.
“Well… a little” he smiles
Amber must have earned herself some pets, Mustard moves up, and sits on the floor next to her. He pets behind her ears, the top of her head, and the back of her neck. Any part of her body that is exposed.
“Well… a little” he smiles
>>155934
filly is pet
Not much of her is exposed, and she wishes her dress could be taken off and put on more easily. She pets him back in the same places, plus on his back.
"When did you start feelin' that way? For me, it was when we embraced up on that hill."
filly is pet
Not much of her is exposed, and she wishes her dress could be taken off and put on more easily. She pets him back in the same places, plus on his back.
"When did you start feelin' that way? For me, it was when we embraced up on that hill."
>>155935
“I don’t know” he says. He places a hoof on a covered portion of her, trying to rub her, while another is around her head.
“I don’t know.” He says. “You look good in your dress.”
“I don’t know” he says. He places a hoof on a covered portion of her, trying to rub her, while another is around her head.
“I don’t know.” He says. “You look good in your dress.”
>>155936
The dress slides over her hair, but nonetheless he manages to rub her. One of her hooves is wrapped around him in a hug, rubbing his side.
"You look good too, especially in your jacket. It makes you look bold."
The dress slides over her hair, but nonetheless he manages to rub her. One of her hooves is wrapped around him in a hug, rubbing his side.
"You look good too, especially in your jacket. It makes you look bold."
>>155938
She can feel his ribs as she rubs along his side.
“Heh heh, thank you.” He says. “You’re rather pretty yourself.” He runs his hoof through her mane. “Might look prettier with bangs and a ponytail though.” He says, almost to himself.
She can feel his ribs as she rubs along his side.
“Heh heh, thank you.” He says. “You’re rather pretty yourself.” He runs his hoof through her mane. “Might look prettier with bangs and a ponytail though.” He says, almost to himself.
>>155939
She feels a bit lower, along his flank. When he says this she blinks in surprise.
"You think I'd look better with bangs and a ponytail?" she asks.
She feels a bit lower, along his flank. When he says this she blinks in surprise.
"You think I'd look better with bangs and a ponytail?" she asks.
>>155940
“Well, maybe. I just thought maybe. You look nice Amber.”
He places his hoof over Amber’s flank, as surely as he is over his.
“Well, maybe. I just thought maybe. You look nice Amber.”
He places his hoof over Amber’s flank, as surely as he is over his.
>>155941
"Aw, thanks. And you're really handsome, Mustard," she coos. Through her dress he can feel muscles along her flank with very little in the way of flab. She gets a feel for him in the same way.
"Aw, thanks. And you're really handsome, Mustard," she coos. Through her dress he can feel muscles along her flank with very little in the way of flab. She gets a feel for him in the same way.
>>155942
“Hehe”
His fur is short, and Amber can feel the muscle on his flank - every fine detail. He moves closer to her, and tries to place himself on the bed, but not breaking her touch.
He moves his hoof along, and pushes and pulls on her dress, as if trying to get under it.
“Hehe”
His fur is short, and Amber can feel the muscle on his flank - every fine detail. He moves closer to her, and tries to place himself on the bed, but not breaking her touch.
He moves his hoof along, and pushes and pulls on her dress, as if trying to get under it.
>>155943
I hope he does more running or pulling, and gets a better diet, because he has potential, she thinks to herself.
"Careful, it's wool, don't stretch it too much. I wish I could take it off, but it takes too long to get back on and there would be questions about why it's off," she whispers. A mischievous grin spreads across her face, and she adds, "But this should help." She reaches back and pulls her skirt up over her back, exposing her rump and cutie mark. It's raised next to where he is on the bed.
I hope he does more running or pulling, and gets a better diet, because he has potential, she thinks to herself.
"Careful, it's wool, don't stretch it too much. I wish I could take it off, but it takes too long to get back on and there would be questions about why it's off," she whispers. A mischievous grin spreads across her face, and she adds, "But this should help." She reaches back and pulls her skirt up over her back, exposing her rump and cutie mark. It's raised next to where he is on the bed.
>>155944
Okay, so she is wearing a skirt?
He takes his hoof off of her dress immediately. But with her invitation, He places his hoof on the edge of her rump, simply smiling.
“This is a nice dress” he says
Okay, so she is wearing a skirt?
He takes his hoof off of her dress immediately. But with her invitation, He places his hoof on the edge of her rump, simply smiling.
“This is a nice dress” he says
>>155945
It's a full-length dress, including a skirt. I gave a full description earlier, I can repeat it if you'd like
Those are some decent thighs. Well-muscled, filling out a round rump, what more could a stallion ask for?
"Thank you," she says with a smile. "It's my mother's and she gave it to me to wear here. A little too much for the summer, but perfect for the weather now."
It's a full-length dress, including a skirt. I gave a full description earlier, I can repeat it if you'd like
Those are some decent thighs. Well-muscled, filling out a round rump, what more could a stallion ask for?
"Thank you," she says with a smile. "It's my mother's and she gave it to me to wear here. A little too much for the summer, but perfect for the weather now."
>>155946
His curious hooves move a little further back.
“Well I think it looks great on you. That’s really sweet of your mother to give it to you. Or to grant it to you. To let you use it.”
His curious hooves move a little further back.
“Well I think it looks great on you. That’s really sweet of your mother to give it to you. Or to grant it to you. To let you use it.”
>>155947
Now he can start feeling the curve of her glutes, which twitch slightly under his touch. Amber's face once again develops a bit of a blush.
"Aw, thanks. She's the best. What's the history behind your jacket?"
Now he can start feeling the curve of her glutes, which twitch slightly under his touch. Amber's face once again develops a bit of a blush.
"Aw, thanks. She's the best. What's the history behind your jacket?"
>>155948
He rubs her, trying to move his hoof a bit behind her.
“Oh, there isn’t much to tell. My mother bought it for me shortly after we arrived in Baltimare. She thought I needed a jacket for the winter, since I would be going to school here, and a new jacket at that.”
He rubs her, trying to move his hoof a bit behind her.
“Oh, there isn’t much to tell. My mother bought it for me shortly after we arrived in Baltimare. She thought I needed a jacket for the winter, since I would be going to school here, and a new jacket at that.”
>>155949
She jitters a bit as he touches the shorter hair there, but otherwise does not move.
"Well, it looks dashing on you, and it was nice of your ma to get it for you. What other clothes do you like to wear, besides your vest?"
She jitters a bit as he touches the shorter hair there, but otherwise does not move.
"Well, it looks dashing on you, and it was nice of your ma to get it for you. What other clothes do you like to wear, besides your vest?"
>>155950
He keeps feeling her.
“Oh, the usual. Shirts as necessary. Vests. Sometimes my mother makes me dress up, like earlier. There’s no uniform at the school. But sometimes I’ll have protective clothing for wood shop. Do you want to do this, Amber?”
He keeps feeling her.
“Oh, the usual. Shirts as necessary. Vests. Sometimes my mother makes me dress up, like earlier. There’s no uniform at the school. But sometimes I’ll have protective clothing for wood shop. Do you want to do this, Amber?”
>>155951
Firm, yet supple enough to make a soft cushion for one's head. She manages to calm down her jittering, but as his hoof parts the short hairs of her plot he can feel her wiggle it slightly.
"It would be nice to see you dress up in different clothes," she says with a smile. But then she thinks about something, and adds in a low voice, "You won't tell anypony about what we did, right?"
Firm, yet supple enough to make a soft cushion for one's head. She manages to calm down her jittering, but as his hoof parts the short hairs of her plot he can feel her wiggle it slightly.
"It would be nice to see you dress up in different clothes," she says with a smile. But then she thinks about something, and adds in a low voice, "You won't tell anypony about what we did, right?"
>>155952
“What did we do?” He asks, and it’s hard to tell from the tone if he’s seriously asking. He seems entranced bu Amber’s hindquarters.
“What did we do?” He asks, and it’s hard to tell from the tone if he’s seriously asking. He seems entranced bu Amber’s hindquarters.
>>155953
Robust, round, her tail hanging low, and a delightful shade of yellow, this pony's rear end is hard to beat. Salt Trim's is wider, rounder, and probably more supple, but, then, he didn't manage to get laid with Salt Lick. Who knows what the future may hold, though?
"Uh, you know, last night…," she whispers. "I was afraid you might tell ponies at the school about it, and it could come around to bite me in the, um, there," she continues, looking back.
Robust, round, her tail hanging low, and a delightful shade of yellow, this pony's rear end is hard to beat. Salt Trim's is wider, rounder, and probably more supple, but, then, he didn't manage to get laid with Salt Lick. Who knows what the future may hold, though?
"Uh, you know, last night…," she whispers. "I was afraid you might tell ponies at the school about it, and it could come around to bite me in the, um, there," she continues, looking back.
>>155954
If he's ever gotten laid with Salt Lick, he's not willing to confess it, and it hasn't made him think any lesser of Amber.
Mustard getting laid with Salt Lick, or Amber acquiring Salt Lick's... features?
The smile fades from his mouth, and his ears droop.
"But I want to tell the kids at school..."
If he's ever gotten laid with Salt Lick, he's not willing to confess it, and it hasn't made him think any lesser of Amber.
Mustard getting laid with Salt Lick, or Amber acquiring Salt Lick's... features?
The smile fades from his mouth, and his ears droop.
"But I want to tell the kids at school..."
>>155955
The former, though he may fantasize about the latter and feel less guilty about it.
She is surprised by this, and she turns her head to face him directly. "Why? I thought our relationship was private."
The former, though he may fantasize about the latter and feel less guilty about it.
She is surprised by this, and she turns her head to face him directly. "Why? I thought our relationship was private."
>>155956
He takes his hoof off of her, and brings it up to his other hoof, placing them together as he sits upright on his hindquarters.
"But I wanted to tell them I had a fillyfriend. And they'd ask how far I got and I wanted to imply it to them...."
He takes his hoof off of her, and brings it up to his other hoof, placing them together as he sits upright on his hindquarters.
"But I wanted to tell them I had a fillyfriend. And they'd ask how far I got and I wanted to imply it to them...."
>>155957
She sits down on her haunches, facing him with a bemused expression.
"They won't think of you as a bad pony 'cause of it?"
She sits down on her haunches, facing him with a bemused expression.
"They won't think of you as a bad pony 'cause of it?"
>>155958
"Some would. I wouldn't tell them. But some would think it's like, like a rite of passage. They'd be impressed, or at least, would think more of me."
"Some would. I wouldn't tell them. But some would think it's like, like a rite of passage. They'd be impressed, or at least, would think more of me."
>>155959
"Oh." She tries to think about which of the ponies she's met so far would be impressed by her getting so far with a stallion, and which would consider her "rough." "Have your friends at school also done…that…thing before?"
"Oh." She tries to think about which of the ponies she's met so far would be impressed by her getting so far with a stallion, and which would consider her "rough." "Have your friends at school also done…that…thing before?"
>>155960
"Some" he says. "Some are betrothed to be married. But more so having a filly friend and kissing."
"Some" he says. "Some are betrothed to be married. But more so having a filly friend and kissing."
>>155961
"Hmm…" She thinks about this, then last night's dream. "I'd much rather, that, er, you don't tell other ponies about it, at least not without being betrothed. They might see me with you, know it was me, find out who I am, then…then use that information against me. I'm a little afraid of that." Her ears droop low above her pleading face.
"Hmm…" She thinks about this, then last night's dream. "I'd much rather, that, er, you don't tell other ponies about it, at least not without being betrothed. They might see me with you, know it was me, find out who I am, then…then use that information against me. I'm a little afraid of that." Her ears droop low above her pleading face.
>>155962
He places one hoof on each side of her neck, holding her, and pressing against her ears.
"Do you regret it?"
He places one hoof on each side of her neck, holding her, and pressing against her ears.
"Do you regret it?"
>>155964
He scratches both ears, pulling her mane up a little. In a soft voice he asks:
"Do you want to try it here, or wait until we get back to your place?"
He scratches both ears, pulling her mane up a little. In a soft voice he asks:
"Do you want to try it here, or wait until we get back to your place?"
After a bit of pondering, "I can wait if you can. I crave your wonderous touch, but…it ain't the only way to enjoy each other's company." She smiles softly.
>>155967
filly is ruffled
She is slightly annoyed by that and straightens out her mane with a hoof, but smiles again quickly enough.
"I don't know about you, but I'm tired. Mind if we cuddle on your bed? Just a regular, ol' fashioned cuddle."
filly is ruffled
She is slightly annoyed by that and straightens out her mane with a hoof, but smiles again quickly enough.
"I don't know about you, but I'm tired. Mind if we cuddle on your bed? Just a regular, ol' fashioned cuddle."
>>155969
She hops onto his bed, on top of the blanket and lies on her belly, closer to the wall. She puts the side of her head on the pillow and looks at Mustard.
She hops onto his bed, on top of the blanket and lies on her belly, closer to the wall. She puts the side of her head on the pillow and looks at Mustard.
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>>155971
How can anypony refuse a face like that?
"Um, alright, but let's not make each other…spurt," she says with an intense blush. "When do you think she'll be checking on us?"
How can anypony refuse a face like that?
"Um, alright, but let's not make each other…spurt," she says with an intense blush. "When do you think she'll be checking on us?"
>>155972
"She's probably into whatever she's listening to. I think we should go downstairs together to get something like water, so we are not together unseen for a suspiciously long period of time. Also, we should use a blanket, and a book and just look like we are cuddling, or something." He blinks. "Don't make each other spurt?"
"She's probably into whatever she's listening to. I think we should go downstairs together to get something like water, so we are not together unseen for a suspiciously long period of time. Also, we should use a blanket, and a book and just look like we are cuddling, or something." He blinks. "Don't make each other spurt?"
>>155973
"Those are good ideas, a-and you know what I mean. We're both a little messy," she says bashfully.
"Those are good ideas, a-and you know what I mean. We're both a little messy," she says bashfully.
>>155974
"Um, well, we'll be quiet when we do it. I'll get a rag out of the washroom, maybe a blanket."
"Um, well, we'll be quiet when we do it. I'll get a rag out of the washroom, maybe a blanket."
>>155975
"Alright, I'll, uh, bite a pillow to keep myself quiet." Her eyes dart around; talking about bodily functions with a member of the opposite sex, even one she's already been intimate with, just feels awkward.
"Alright, I'll, uh, bite a pillow to keep myself quiet." Her eyes dart around; talking about bodily functions with a member of the opposite sex, even one she's already been intimate with, just feels awkward.
>>155977
She accepts the pets with a shy smile.
"Sure. Just don't let your mood be shown," she warns as she tries to look between his hind legs.
She accepts the pets with a shy smile.
"Sure. Just don't let your mood be shown," she warns as she tries to look between his hind legs.
>>155978
It's packed away in his sheath right now. Rather fortunate, as he is naked. But after he stands up, he goes over to the other bed, and picks up and puts on his jacket.
Going outside, Dahlia is sitting on the couch alone, listening to music (soft songs, last decade. Amber isn't familiar much) and staring at some paper. She puts it away as the two make sound coming down the stairs. She looks over to them.
It's packed away in his sheath right now. Rather fortunate, as he is naked. But after he stands up, he goes over to the other bed, and picks up and puts on his jacket.
Going outside, Dahlia is sitting on the couch alone, listening to music (soft songs, last decade. Amber isn't familiar much) and staring at some paper. She puts it away as the two make sound coming down the stairs. She looks over to them.
>>155979
"…I can see why you consider those school books boring, but to me they're really interesting and I can see why your teacher picked them. They have a certain flair to the language that's hard to find elsewhere…," she prattles on in an attempt to simulate conversation. Glancing at Dahlia, she realizes that the matriarch has finished her radio program and is not so distracted. It probably would have been better to take initiative earlier, soon after Veneer had left.
"…I can see why you consider those school books boring, but to me they're really interesting and I can see why your teacher picked them. They have a certain flair to the language that's hard to find elsewhere…," she prattles on in an attempt to simulate conversation. Glancing at Dahlia, she realizes that the matriarch has finished her radio program and is not so distracted. It probably would have been better to take initiative earlier, soon after Veneer had left.
>>155980
Dahlia moves something with her hoof, and looks to Amber and Mustard
"See! She recognizes the value of education. You should too. Spend more time on that, and less on the toys."
Mustard tries to look away, and bee lines for the kitchen
Dahlia moves something with her hoof, and looks to Amber and Mustard
"See! She recognizes the value of education. You should too. Spend more time on that, and less on the toys."
Mustard tries to look away, and bee lines for the kitchen
>>155982
"It was..." She pauses for a moment, blank expression. "Good. Actually just a news program at this hour. The radio plays are later."
"It was..." She pauses for a moment, blank expression. "Good. Actually just a news program at this hour. The radio plays are later."
>>155984
"I don't know what the story tonight will be" She says. The she smiles. "But I know the readers are good, and Mustard has liked them."
"I don't know what the story tonight will be" She says. The she smiles. "But I know the readers are good, and Mustard has liked them."
>>155985
"Oh that's nice. I need to grab a drink of water," she says as she hurries on. Fortunately she has a dress on, because her tail is raised and her nethers start to quiver at the thought of being penetrated once again by Mustard.
"Oh that's nice. I need to grab a drink of water," she says as she hurries on. Fortunately she has a dress on, because her tail is raised and her nethers start to quiver at the thought of being penetrated once again by Mustard.
>>155986
She gives a little wave before Amber goes to the kitchen
Mustard Trim is already there. The glass of water is not only real, but he's drinking it. He says to Amber,
"Why did you have to tell her I said the books were boring?"
She gives a little wave before Amber goes to the kitchen
Mustard Trim is already there. The glass of water is not only real, but he's drinking it. He says to Amber,
"Why did you have to tell her I said the books were boring?"
>>155987
Hydration is important, and Amber grabs one too.
"I…thought she already knew. But I'm sorry, I put words in your mouth. I'll make it up to you."
Hydration is important, and Amber grabs one too.
"I…thought she already knew. But I'm sorry, I put words in your mouth. I'll make it up to you."
>>155988
He pauses
"Alright, I'll give you the chance"
He takes the cup, quickly adds more water and is on his way back to his room
Sadly, I have to sleep now. Just before it gets spicy
He pauses
"Alright, I'll give you the chance"
He takes the cup, quickly adds more water and is on his way back to his room
Sadly, I have to sleep now. Just before it gets spicy
>>155989
She quaffs her own cup before following him back up, thrilled that she's actually going to do this.
She quaffs her own cup before following him back up, thrilled that she's actually going to do this.
>>155991
He actually takes the whole cup with him after refilling it. He makes quick movements trotting up through the living room, to the stairs. But not too quick. He doesn't want show off that he's in a hurry to get somewhere. He does not move for Amber's hoof until after they are in his room.
I am being drafted into work for a couple hours, but I'll be back most of the afternoon I hope.
He actually takes the whole cup with him after refilling it. He makes quick movements trotting up through the living room, to the stairs. But not too quick. He doesn't want show off that he's in a hurry to get somewhere. He does not move for Amber's hoof until after they are in his room.
I am being drafted into work for a couple hours, but I'll be back most of the afternoon I hope.
>>155993
He stops, and presses his hoof up against hers, so that the walls of her hoof match to her slightly smaller hoof walls, and his frog to hers. He takes a moment to look into her blue eyes. This only lasts a few seconds. He breaks off to go place the glass of water on the table between a set of books and a lamp, and then leaves the room. He walks purposefully to a room down the hall, opens the door, turns on the light, and spends a number of seconds in there. Amber is of course alone for these twenty or so seconds. He comes out carrying a rag, holding it to his left side so that it would be out of sight even from the bottom of the stairs. He walks back into the room, and turns around, evidently seriously considering shutting the door. He instead turns to the left of the door, to the small closet door, which he opens. He takes out a blanket, and holds it. He turns to Amber.
He stops, and presses his hoof up against hers, so that the walls of her hoof match to her slightly smaller hoof walls, and his frog to hers. He takes a moment to look into her blue eyes. This only lasts a few seconds. He breaks off to go place the glass of water on the table between a set of books and a lamp, and then leaves the room. He walks purposefully to a room down the hall, opens the door, turns on the light, and spends a number of seconds in there. Amber is of course alone for these twenty or so seconds. He comes out carrying a rag, holding it to his left side so that it would be out of sight even from the bottom of the stairs. He walks back into the room, and turns around, evidently seriously considering shutting the door. He instead turns to the left of the door, to the small closet door, which he opens. He takes out a blanket, and holds it. He turns to Amber.
>>155994
Whose hooves are smaller?
She is flushed with the knowledge that indeed he has brought her home to…make her his, and the anticipation has an intoxicating effect. She's glad, though, that he doesn't close the door; although it would "feel" safer, it would only heighten suspicion and make it harder to hear an approach. When he comes in she's lying on her stomach, facing the foot of the bed and the door. She looks to him with excitement.
Whose hooves are smaller?
She is flushed with the knowledge that indeed he has brought her home to…make her his, and the anticipation has an intoxicating effect. She's glad, though, that he doesn't close the door; although it would "feel" safer, it would only heighten suspicion and make it harder to hear an approach. When he comes in she's lying on her stomach, facing the foot of the bed and the door. She looks to him with excitement.
>>155995
Amber's. That first "her" should have been "his." Presumably Mustard is a little larger than Amber in almost every regard because of sexual dimorphism.
He looks at her, and smiles. He comes up to her and speaks in a low volume.
"The other bed is a little less creaky. I think we should use it. What I'm going to do is place the old blanket under you, and we'll get a different blanket to place over us. I think we should have a book open out in front of us. I think I will have to get on top of you. But I hope that if she comes, I can move beside you, and it will look like we are lying down next to each other while reading."
Amber's. That first "her" should have been "his." Presumably Mustard is a little larger than Amber in almost every regard because of sexual dimorphism.
He looks at her, and smiles. He comes up to her and speaks in a low volume.
"The other bed is a little less creaky. I think we should use it. What I'm going to do is place the old blanket under you, and we'll get a different blanket to place over us. I think we should have a book open out in front of us. I think I will have to get on top of you. But I hope that if she comes, I can move beside you, and it will look like we are lying down next to each other while reading."
>>155510
Silver gets out of the way with him.
"Sorry about that, my friends. We were just having moment together."
Silver gets out of the way with him.
"Sorry about that, my friends. We were just having moment together."
>>155997
The stallion says to the Zebra
"This is him."
Each of the two grab White Orchid
[1d20+2 = (4+2) = 6]
[1d20+2 = (1+2) = 3]
[1d20-2 = (1-2) = -1]
[1d20-2 = (11-2) = 9]
The stallion says to the Zebra
"This is him."
Each of the two grab White Orchid
[1d20+2 = (4+2) = 6]
[1d20+2 = (1+2) = 3]
[1d20-2 = (1-2) = -1]
[1d20-2 = (11-2) = 9]
>>155996
She looks at the other bed and pauses. It's just a bed, it's nothing sentimental. And maybe his brother would be happy that Mustard got so close with a mare.
She smiles back at him. "That sounds good, I think it would be the best option.
She looks at the other bed and pauses. It's just a bed, it's nothing sentimental. And maybe his brother would be happy that Mustard got so close with a mare.
She smiles back at him. "That sounds good, I think it would be the best option.
>>155998
Oh shit.
Silver doesn't happen to have any weapons on him, does he? Or will he have to engage with hooves only?
Oh shit.
Silver doesn't happen to have any weapons on him, does he? Or will he have to engage with hooves only?
>>156001
He's not carrying a long rifle, or a big fuck off sword. Maybe a side arm? Most likely hooves. But remember, anything can be a weapon.
>>156000
>brother
https://youtu.be/8_iXD1Gcoek?t=85
He smiles, and goes to the other bed, first pulling off the few clothes and placing them on the floor, but then placing them on the side carefully. He places the blanket on the back of the bed, and takes another blanket from beside his main bed. He turns to the table beside the bed, near the window, and looks at a book. He places that down, and picks up a new one... But he doesn't like it, and picks up a different one.
He pats a hoof on the bed
He's not carrying a long rifle, or a big fuck off sword. Maybe a side arm? Most likely hooves. But remember, anything can be a weapon.
>>156000
>brother
https://youtu.be/8_iXD1Gcoek?t=85
He smiles, and goes to the other bed, first pulling off the few clothes and placing them on the floor, but then placing them on the side carefully. He places the blanket on the back of the bed, and takes another blanket from beside his main bed. He turns to the table beside the bed, near the window, and looks at a book. He places that down, and picks up a new one... But he doesn't like it, and picks up a different one.
He pats a hoof on the bed
>>156002
To an average pony, this would be a shocking turn of events, but as a seasoned warrior Silver shows little hesitation in reacting.
He shouts out "ORCHID!" as he attempts to grapple with the zebra stallion grabbing White Orchid.
To an average pony, this would be a shocking turn of events, but as a seasoned warrior Silver shows little hesitation in reacting.
He shouts out "ORCHID!" as he attempts to grapple with the zebra stallion grabbing White Orchid.
>>156002
Amber hops onto the bed and lies down on her belly, not centered on the bed but closer to the edge. She's grabbed a pillow and set it below her front hooves. Her heart is beating faster now that they're closer to doing this; though they've done it several times already it still feels brand-new, even awkward for her.
Amber hops onto the bed and lies down on her belly, not centered on the bed but closer to the edge. She's grabbed a pillow and set it below her front hooves. Her heart is beating faster now that they're closer to doing this; though they've done it several times already it still feels brand-new, even awkward for her.
>>156003
>>156005
Damn, okay. Roll initiative to make sure it happens in time
[1d20+1 = (8+1) = 9]
>>156004
Amber finds herself touching the wall and looking in the direction of the open door, which provides a view to the wall on the other side of the hallway. Amber can see the yellow light emanating from downstairs, and a portion of the wall over the staircase.
Mustard moves besides her, laying on the bed, and pressing against her fur. He takes the book, and opens it to a random page... then decides he doesn't like the random page, and turns a few pages. The book is opened and is propped against a part of the bedframe. Amber and Mustard really could lay there besides each other - if cramped - and read books. He places a leg over Amber, clearly intending to move on top of her.
>>156005
Damn, okay. Roll initiative to make sure it happens in time
[1d20+1 = (8+1) = 9]
>>156004
Amber finds herself touching the wall and looking in the direction of the open door, which provides a view to the wall on the other side of the hallway. Amber can see the yellow light emanating from downstairs, and a portion of the wall over the staircase.
Mustard moves besides her, laying on the bed, and pressing against her fur. He takes the book, and opens it to a random page... then decides he doesn't like the random page, and turns a few pages. The book is opened and is propped against a part of the bedframe. Amber and Mustard really could lay there besides each other - if cramped - and read books. He places a leg over Amber, clearly intending to move on top of her.
>>156007
The Zebra moves back, pulling into the car.
What is Silver's move, precisely?
[1d20+1 = (7+1) = 8]
[1d20+3 = (8+3) = 11]
The Zebra moves back, pulling into the car.
What is Silver's move, precisely?
[1d20+1 = (7+1) = 8]
[1d20+3 = (8+3) = 11]
>>156006
She takes a cursory interest in what the book and page selection is about, but her main focus is on what Mustard is doing, her excitement for it, and listening to noises from outside the room. She doesn't stop him moving on top of her, but her dress is fully covering her and he would need to pull her skirt up to do more than use her as a pillow.
She takes a cursory interest in what the book and page selection is about, but her main focus is on what Mustard is doing, her excitement for it, and listening to noises from outside the room. She doesn't stop him moving on top of her, but her dress is fully covering her and he would need to pull her skirt up to do more than use her as a pillow.
>>156008
Reeeeeee, you have failed me yet again, dice gods!
Silver yells out to Mala "STOP HIM!" as he attempts to grab hold of the zebra stallion to pull him out.
Will that require a new roll?
Reeeeeee, you have failed me yet again, dice gods!
Silver yells out to Mala "STOP HIM!" as he attempts to grab hold of the zebra stallion to pull him out.
Will that require a new roll?
>>156010
Just what precisely is the action Silver is rolling for? Grapple?
Mala darts forth, and attacks the Earth Pony with his teeth. He makes an odd yip-like bark as he does so.
[1d20+3 = (16+3) = 19]
>>156009
It's dialogue between two male characters. Banter. One is awoken from a hammock, apparently.
He taps her flank, and looks to Amber
Just what precisely is the action Silver is rolling for? Grapple?
Mala darts forth, and attacks the Earth Pony with his teeth. He makes an odd yip-like bark as he does so.
[1d20+3 = (16+3) = 19]
>>156009
It's dialogue between two male characters. Banter. One is awoken from a hammock, apparently.
He taps her flank, and looks to Amber
>>156011
"Hmm?" She notices the issue, and with a blushing face flips her skirt–and her tail–over her loins. Her long, auburn tail extends to her right onto the open side of the bed.
"Hmm?" She notices the issue, and with a blushing face flips her skirt–and her tail–over her loins. Her long, auburn tail extends to her right onto the open side of the bed.
>>156016
he looks down and stares at her hindquarters. He has a wide, proud smile.
Technically her right side should be the wall, and the left side is Mustard Trim
Mustard Trim does not move until Amber has herself lifted her dress and her tail out of the way, and left a clear opening for him. Mustard does not play pillaging soldier to Amber's peasant maiden; he does not force himself upon her by moving her tail and dress. But once he's gotten a good look, peering his head back, he stands up, and places himself on top of her. Amber can feel her poking first her anus, and then lower. His head and neck are over top of hers, as he settles down, belly touching her back, and each leg to her side.
he looks down and stares at her hindquarters. He has a wide, proud smile.
Technically her right side should be the wall, and the left side is Mustard Trim
Mustard Trim does not move until Amber has herself lifted her dress and her tail out of the way, and left a clear opening for him. Mustard does not play pillaging soldier to Amber's peasant maiden; he does not force himself upon her by moving her tail and dress. But once he's gotten a good look, peering his head back, he stands up, and places himself on top of her. Amber can feel her poking first her anus, and then lower. His head and neck are over top of hers, as he settles down, belly touching her back, and each leg to her side.
>>156018
Mustard can see the left side of her face as her head is turned to proudly look at him. They are mates, they are in love and though they must hide from his mother they needn't be ashamed.
From his angle, and the room left to him on the bed, he can't see much except for the dock curving away from Amber's hindquarters, the top of her round protruding anus and the side of her marehood, all a light umber. Amber spreads her hind legs across the bed to not feel unnecessarily tight. As he gets on top of her she smiles as her mane rubs his chin. She is ready for this.
Mustard can see the left side of her face as her head is turned to proudly look at him. They are mates, they are in love and though they must hide from his mother they needn't be ashamed.
From his angle, and the room left to him on the bed, he can't see much except for the dock curving away from Amber's hindquarters, the top of her round protruding anus and the side of her marehood, all a light umber. Amber spreads her hind legs across the bed to not feel unnecessarily tight. As he gets on top of her she smiles as her mane rubs his chin. She is ready for this.
[1d20+8 = (18+8) = 26]
>>156022
Finally, Silver makes to break the hold the zebra has on White Orchid.
>>156022
Finally, Silver makes to break the hold the zebra has on White Orchid.
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