>>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.
>>155976He pets her head
because Amber is a cutie little patootie.
"Let's go downstairs" He says
>>155977She 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.
>>155978It'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.
>>155980Dahlia 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
>>155981Amber pauses and smiles back,
"Thank you, ma'am! How was the radio program?"
>>155982"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."
>>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.
>>155986She 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?"
>>155987Hydration 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."
>>155988He 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
>>155989She quaffs her own cup before following him back up, thrilled that she's actually going to do this.
>>155991He 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.
>>155992no problemAmber smiles and cups her hoof against his, pushing her frog out to feel him.
>>155993He 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.
>>155994Whose 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.
>>155995Amber'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."
>>155510Silver gets out of the way with him.
"Sorry about that, my friends. We were just having moment together."
>>155997The 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]
>>155998>>155998White Orchid says "
What?!" but is shocked. White Orchid slips out from the Earth Pony, but the zebra stallion grabs him
>>155996She 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.
>>155998Oh shit.
Silver doesn't happen to have any weapons on him, does he? Or will he have to engage with hooves only?
>>156001He'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>brotherhttps://youtu.be/8_iXD1Gcoek?t=85He 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
>>156002To 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.
>>156002Amber 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>>156005Damn, okay. Roll initiative to make sure it happens in time
[1d20+1 = (8+1) = 9]>>156004Amber 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.
>>156007The Zebra moves back, pulling into the car.
What is Silver's move, precisely?
[1d20+1 = (7+1) = 8][1d20+3 = (8+3) = 11]
>>156006She 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.
>>156008Reeeeeee, 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?
>>156010Just 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]>>156009It's dialogue between two male characters. Banter. One is awoken from a hammock, apparently.
He taps her flank, and looks to Amber
>>156011Yeah, grapple, like the first roll he made.
>>156010>>156012The Earth Pony cries out in pain as Mala draws blood. Just as well, because a revolver falls down, which the Earth Pony stallion was attempting to draw.
>>156005>>156013Uh, opposed
[1d20+1 = (14+1) = 15]
>>156013>>156014The Zebra succeeds in pulling White Orchid to the door of the car, as the Zebra is partly in the back seat of the car. Silver, however, grabs a hold of him.
>>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.
[1d20+8 = (13+8) = 21]>>156015Silver attempts to pull him out and pin him against the ground.
>>156016he 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 TrimMustard 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.
>>156017>>156019>>156020>>156021The Earth Pony stallion makes a swing at Mala with his free hoof, and misses. Mala pulls him down, and drags him down to the ground.
>>156018Mustard 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]>>156022Finally, Silver makes to break the hold the zebra has on White Orchid.
>>156024>>156025Silver succeeds, and the colt is loosened from the Zebra's hold
White Orchid cries, and falls down
"Ahhhhhhhhh!"
[1d2 = 1]