>Echo sat at a table snacking on some tasty melon while talking to her older sister Midnight Blossom about her roommate anon. >Midnight was always the pony Echo looked up to as she was more assertive and a popular mare back when they were in school. >“Look little sis this is what you have to do if you like a buck.” >Midnight pretended to sneak up on a pear slice with her hoof while Echo looked on naively. >“You just have to know…” >Her hoof stopped before it got to the slice and slowly reached out to grab it. >Midnight made sure her sister’s attention was focused squarely on her hoof. >“…The right time to strike!” >She grabbed the slice and bit into it spraying messy juices all over Echo and the table. >Echo couldn’t help but let out a squeak as the cold droplets hit her. >Midnight swallowed the slice and slurped her lips clean. >Echo cocked her head and raised a brow. “I don’t know how that’s supposed to get anon to like me.” >Midnight rolled her eyes and sighed. >“If he’s not willing to make the first move then you have to!” >Echo felt a nervous burning in her stomach. >She did like anon, but was nowhere near confident enough to tell him how she felt. “W-what about just giving him something?” >“Ugh, alright Echo you need to go and-” >Midnight leaned into her sister’s ear and began whispering things that made Echo blush a bright red. “I don’t know, Midnight. That sounds like it might not work.” >Laying back in her seat and smiling, Midnight threw a confident hoof at her sister. >“Sis, if you take my advice he’ll be swooning over you in no time.” >Echo gulped, she didn’t even know where to begin, but she was head over heels for this pony. “Alright Midnight, I’ll do it!” >“That’s the spirit!” >You are anon. >Early the next day you wake up feeling refreshed from marathoning a whole sleuth of vampire movies the night before. >You shuffle to the fridge and get out the milk for your morning cereal. >Echo’s not around which is weird considering she’d be having dinner right about this time. >Oh well it’s kind of nice she’s not around for a change she can be quite energetic when she gets around you. >She used to be very quiet and kept to herself most of the time, but for some reason she’s been acting strange lately… >Well, stranger than a nocturnal bat pony usually is. >You shrug it off thinking that she must have gotten a boyfriend or something. >Finishing your breakfast, cleaning your bowl and spoon, you go and relax on the couch. >Today is your day off from picking berries in the fields >You’ve grown a general dislike for any kind of berries, seeing as how hard you have to work to get them, but you occasionally bring some home for Echo as she likes them. >Laying your head back eyes closed without any distractions around you begin to make a mental list of all the possible things you could do today. >You hear a silent flutter of wings and… small bells? >Opening your eyes you almost believe you’re still dreaming. >Echo is dressed up in black lace panty hose with small silver bells attached as she wiggles her flanks toward you. >She flashes you a sultry grin, struts over, and hops up onto the couch staring into your shocked face. >Dragging her warm body over yours she makes her way to your head. >Closer, until her warm breathe began to tickle your ear she waited a second before grinning. >Echo opened her mouth as if to speak softly into your ear. >“Hey, wake up sleepy head!” >Your eyes open and snap to Echo who’s standing at the edge of your bed. >Rubbing the sleep from your eyes you mumble half awake. “What?” >“I made yummy breakfast! Come and eat before it gets cold.” >She goes to grab the covers to pull them off you, but that cannot happen. >You grab the covers up and make sure that she can’t pull them off the bed. >”I-I’ll be there in a minute!” >She raises a brow at you and chuckles. >“Yeah, like I haven’t heard that one before. Seriously, breakfast is getting cold and I made your favorite! Chocolate chip pancakes! ” >Grabbing the covers in her teeth, and with a swift yank they come off you and the bed. >Echo’s wings flew out beside her with a distinctive POMF. >Her face blushed a deep scarlet as she turned to walked away, embarrassed at the sight of your morning wood. “P-pervert!” >You lie back on your bed and look at your fully erect member while sighing. >“What a great way to start off the day.”