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"I love you, Jubee."
He bends down and kisses the back of her neck. He steps up the pace of his thrusting, getting slightly deeper inside her with each thrust in. With a grunt from the unicorn, she feels him reach his medial ring against her parted lips before he pushes with some effort to get it inside.
"I..." She exhales loudly
"AH!" Her claws extend outwards, and grab into the floor. Silver is running out of room to place his love into her
"I love you!" She says
Silver will find a way. He steps up the intensity of his thrusts a bit more, resulting in meaty whaps
as his balls come up and slap her pubic mound in the apex of each thrust. She can feel as both the ridges on his flared cockhead and his medial ring slide and push out against her walls. He tries to keep going deeper with each thrust in, the last quarter of his shaft leading to his thick trunk and base of his stallionhood being tricky.slap, squish, squelch, slick, plapp, squish, whap
Silver may worry for the floor with how she pulls her claws across it.
Her insides ppush against him, and almost fight to keep him out. Still, he may force himself deeper. She raises her hindquarters up, and presses herself closer to him, drawing him deeper in. She winces in the process
Silver starts to pant now, as he gets closer to the end. He looks worriedly down at his griffu, even as he continues to thrust.
"Want me...to...slow down? Go easier...?"
"Ah!" Her tongue comes out. She can barely speak, dragging her claws on the floor, and clearly in pain.
She manages to say
Silver obliges, pushing that extra inch to hilt inside her, his massive trunk stretching her lips to the limit, before resuming his thrusting from the tip of his cock to the base, and at a quick pace. He lowers himself even more until he's right on top of her. His breath starts to get unsteady, and he speaks to her.
She presses her hind quarters firmly into him, and moves her rump up and down, pressing him against her up, and then lower walls, back and forth. She presses her fore up, firmly gripping the floor and closing her eyes. She stops breathing for a moment, and then pulls her claws across the ground.
She suppresses a scream
His thrusts get uneven and slow down. One, two, and...
He bites down gently into her neck and lets out a grunt as he thrusts deep into her with enough force to send them both forward on the floor a couple inches. She feels his cockhead flare up even more than it already was and release a flood of white-hot cum inside of her. Someone behind him would be able to see his balls clench and pulse with each pump of seed. She fills up quickly as rope after rope of foal batter splatters inside of her and paints her walls white. Her belly even distends a little to make it look like she's in the beginning stages of a pregnancy.
"AH!" She is pressed forward, her beak hitting the ground.
She drags her claws across the ground, and then picks them up, swiping the floor, then swiping at it again and again, attacking it with her claws. Her insides pull inwards and contract, giving slight friction as the seed eliminates all resistance,
Thankfully, it seems Silver's Sword forms a good enough seal to keep it all inside and not spill out and flood the kitchen floor with spunk. The flow of baby gravy starts to taper off after a few ropes, turning into trickles and then stopping altogether as his balls run dry on this load. He manages to hold himself up on shakey legs instead of just slumping down onto his poor, stuffed griffu. He is silent at first, just trying to catch his breath before he looks lovingly at Jubee and says:
"I love you."
>>152184Shield your eyes, little pony>>152185
Her mouth hangs open, with her tongue hanging out. She breathes heavily, and tries to form words
"I," heavy breath "love you too"
He leans forward, and kisses her deeply, passionately, and lovingly.
With enough time, effort, money, and hoof cuts on broken glass, Amber has an apartment she can be tolerant of.
The angle is awkward, more so than usual. She attempts to reciprocate, but she doesn't seem fully able
He does his best, but has to give up after a short bit. He would move to fix the problem, but he doesn't want to give up the feeling of being inside of his griffu. She's still warm, which keeps his stallionhood erect and tingly.
"Heh" She smiles, looking up at him with an almost goofy expression
He smiles back.
"How is that for hangover cure? Good old fashioned fuck."
Tired, she decides to spend the rest of the day doing something relaxing. She decides to check on how Mustard Trim is doing and embarks southward(?) toward Summervale.
“Heh. Heh heh. I hadn’t heard of that one. Guess it works though.”>>152193
Yes. South and west.
He nuzzles into her neck.
"And I am always willing and ready to provide it to you."
Amber enjoys the warmer afternoon air on her journey. Once she's on the street she looks for his house.
Her feathers part, moving around his sticky nose.>>152196
The air remains rather cool, and puddles on the ground imply recent rain. Amber walks, until she finds a red brick townhouse of two floors, with one window on the lower floor.
"Heheh, I still have some of you on my face."
He licks at his lips.
"Mmm. Still delicious!"
A red-purple mare with straight brown mane and a green shirt with yellow flowers answers the door.
She looks down at the yellow mare, as if she’s wondering what product or religion Amber is there to sell her.>>152198
“Heh, well then…”
"Actually, there is one thing we have never tried, or you have never tried at least. Maybe someday, if you want, we could try oral. I am bit curious."
She seems surprised by this. “Yes…. Who should I say is looking for him?”>>152202
“What? I… I don’t know.”
"Have you ever wondered what it tastes like?"
I should be free tomorrow.
"Uh..." She seems to smile
"Not... really? Heh.">>152211ruffles
"Heh. Just idea."
He nuzzles the back of her neck.
"So...how do you want to do this? I am not sure if we will make big mess on floor or not when I pull out."
Her feathers are nuzzled
"Uh, let me just.."
She attempts to move forward to slip out underneath him, sabotaging Silver's efforts
Silver tried to anticipate what she's going to do, and help.
She seems to be crawling out from under him. Admittedly it isn’t necessarily delicate. Silver can simply get off of her, but that poor floor…
Better to take things slow.
Silver steps backwards to see what the damage is.
Two separate puddles connected by multiple droplets, and several black streaks.
Silver sniffs the puddles.
Silver snorts in disgust.
"Eh. We may need mop."
Jubilosa pulls away, turns around, and looks back with an awkward smile. Yeah… maybe.”
Silver trots forward, taking care to avoid the puddles with his hooves, to look at Jubilosa's backside.
Jubilosa has by this time turned herself to present her side to Silver - though perhaps Silver has repositioned himself to be behind her once again. She’s moved her tail down. She looks down at the puddles.
"Do you mind if I have look, Jubee?"
Her eyes are wide. But she complied, lifting her tail
Yes, it’s still leaking.
Has she closed back up, or is she still gaping a little?
"Mmm, another masterpiece."
He kisses a clean section of her rump.
"Know where Khoi keeps cleaning supplies?"
She flinches and closes her tail, evidently not expecting the kiss
“No?” She answers
"Hmm...I will look around for them out here, how about you check inside counters here in kitchen? Must be somewhere..."
Before he leaves the room, Silver peaks around to see who, if anyone, is outside of the kitchen.
Both Paper Clipping and Mala are in the living room, looking at Silver as he approaches, although Mala stands away from Clipping
Silver retreats before anything is potentially seen, offering a "JUST A SEC!" as he returns to the kitchen. He looks for a soft towel to clean himself up.
Paper towels and kitchen rags
Wet kitchen rag it is. Not only does it clean, but the cool water forces his Sword back completely in his sheath and feels very uncomfortable.
Silver has magic, so this is easier for him than for many creatures. Jubilosa attempts to walk through the living room, before turning around, walking through the kitchen, and out of the side door.
Once clean and sheathed, Silver rinses the rag out, and comes out into the living room with a sigh of relief.
"Sorry about that."
Mala’s dark brown eyes and triangular ears are much closer to the door for the kitchen, but Paper Clipping’s wide eyed expression over on the couch is also rather noticeable.
Silver looks at Clip with a sheepish smile on his face, and a faintly noticable blush.
"Uh...what is wrong?"
While Mala’s expression is his inexpressive normal, Clipping has his eyes wide, lips pulled back but firmly closed, and ears pulled back.
Silver looks between the two, sheepish smile and blush maintained.
"So, um...did either of you...hear any of that?"
Silver is rather taken aback by the hyena's brashness.
Mala looks up at Silver, and blinks.
"So, I take that as yes."
He tilts his head back at Mala.
"Your reaction seems much more calm than, uh...than Clip's."
Mala tilts his ears down, and breaks eye contact.
“It’s not the first or the fiftieth time I’ve heard it…”
"...oh, right...thin walls..."
He scratches the back of his head.
"I am sorry if it has disturbed you."
“But there are at least walls here.” Mala replies
Now it's time for Silver to tilt his head again.
"What do you mean?"
“There are walls here.” He says
“Not like the last place. For me…”
Aww. Silver trots up to his hyena friend, and gives him a surprise hug.
He is surprisingly fluffy. He accepts the hug, and his ears wiggle.
"You will always have walls here, friend."
He presses his muzzle into him, and places a paw over Silver. His leg is also rather fluffy, with a large, soft pad.
Just two fluffy friends hugging. They stay like that for a minute, before Silver looks over at Clip.
"Are you okay? You seem to be troubled by what Jubee and I, uh...did."
Paper Clipping blinks. This is the first time he’s seen him blink since he entered the living room, so it’s progress.
Silver pets Mala before leaving him to sit next to Clip.
Clips eyes turn to meet Silver
"Are you okay? We did not traumatize you, yes?"
"...did we traumatize you?"
"Oh, good. You looked disturbed."
"So, uh...did you see
anything, or did you just hear?"
“I saw something. I heard more. Much more.”
“You. Your behind. And her tail.”
"Ah. Okay, not exceptionally
bad...unless you caught glimpse of my, erm...jewels. But yes, that is what sex sounds like, little Clip. Sort of. It does not always sound exactly like that."
Mala shakes his head
“And they don’t fight before or after. Or at all, really. Not yet at least.”
Paper Clipping’s eyes remain wide open, and his ears down.
Silver looks over at Mala.
"Uh...who fights before or after mating?"
“My parents… or Mohlokemeli with Mohlaban, or her other partners…”
"I...am sorry to hear that. No, I do not believe Jubee and I will fight. We are good together, and we can work any issues out."
“They had their sweet moments too. They all did…”
Silver scoots over on the couch closer to Mala to return to hugging him.
Mala walks up next to the couch and sits next to Silver, legging him hug him.
"It will be alright, I promise. Things are different this time."