It was dusk in the quaint yet eventful village known as Ponyville. With the sun hiding into the horizon, the many salesponies knew it was time to close up shop and call it a night, so they could finally get a warm meal down in their bellies and be nice and fresh for another day of selling. 

The same routine went for Jasmine Leaf as well. Being Ponyville’s best (and only) seller of tea, the dark magenta-furred mare stuck to the common nine-to-five tighter than a lid to a jar of jam. And much like tea, when you have to take the bag out at the perfect moment, once the clock hits five, she locks the door and heads upstairs.

The store owner was sorting out all the loose teas on the shelf behind the counter. Her green eyes soon checked the clock on the wall, whilst she put a jar of turmeric oolong up.

4:57, three more minutes till closing time. To her, today had been somewhat underwhelming. She had met her quota for sales today, but there wasn’t much in the way of unique experiences though. No Fluttershy wanting to find a new blend for a party, nor her peculiar friend, who made bags of ginseng sing, heck, not even somepony new who wanted to try out tea for the first time, so she could give them a runthrough of the many ways to make a wonderful brew and where to start. It was just a bland kind of day, a bit like a weak cup of black tea.

Placing one last jar on the shelf, Jasmine Leaf sat down and waited for the last two minutes to tick by. She could always close early, but she was oddly strict on herself when it came to closing time. She always had the feeling that if she were to flip that open sign to closed, be it ten or five minutes earlier than usual, a pony would soon knock on the door, making her come off as a jerk for not abiding by her opening hours.

With one minute left, the earth pony yawned deeply, she knew tonight’s dinner would be something easy to whip up, not wanting to fall asleep by the stove. But just as there was under thirty seconds in the minute, the wooden door creaked open.

“Hope I’m not too late.” Said one of the more unique residents of Ponyville. A grey-furred reindeer with brown hair which resembled dark chocolate stepped inside, his emerald eyes hidden behind a set of red prescription goggles, made to fix his vision, whilst not falling off during flight.

“Winter Tea!” The pony felt ecstatic to see a good friend and customer come in at the last moment. The reindeer had recently moved all the way here from up north, having opened a pleasant and cosy café close by her store. Whilst coffee, cake and hot cocoa were best sellers for him, the Reindeer’s name couldn’t hide his love for tea still, having bought tons of it from her since starting his business.

“Sorry for being late, it has been jam-packed today,” He explained, swabbing his brow of sweat from his mad dash towards the tea shop, despite having the magic of flight, the café owner enjoyed feeling the ground on his cloven hooves, even though it would tucker him out a bunch, like right now.

“That’s alright. Come, I’ll get the tea sorted out” Jasmine Leaf smiled, inviting the reindeer in for their weekly activity.

Being a common customer, Winter Tea and Jasmine Leaf had become pretty close friends. It soon led to them coming up with a business opportunity, one that would become a great boon to both of them…

“Here we have a chai with cardamom and home-dried cloves,” Jasmine pushed a freshly made cup of spiced milk tea towards her friend, explaining the contents of it. Winter then used his magic to raise that cup to his muzzle, taking a healthy sip of the beverage. 

With an interest in creating her own blends, she asked the café proprietor to be a second opinion when it came to taste testing them. He then suggested that he could sell these homemade blends at his place, promoting her store in the process and ensuring they’d both be making a profit.

Winter savoured the warming flavours of the original blend. The cardamom and cloves formed a medley that reminded him of wonderful cold days back in his homeland. With a satisfied gulp, the reindeer smiled at its creator.

“Mmm, such a wintry blend,” He praised the tea, taking another sip of it. “You always know how to make chai even tastier than it normally is~” Slowly transitioning his praises toward the pony, who lightly blushed from the praise.

“Oh stop~ You say that with all my homemade blends, Winter,” Jasmine Leaf took a sip from her cup of chai, knowing well that she’d love to have this with a macaroon or two, on a snowy day. The warming spice of it was also a point of critique from him and her though.

“But I don’t think it’ll sell that well right now” Finishing the rest, he put the cup down, he would happily drink it again, but not all would, especially during the searing summertime they were in the middle of.

“Well, I bet you’ll like the other blend I made lately~” Soon that earth pony got another teapot out, not wanting the flavours of the chai to taint the flavours of this next tea. Taking a small jar out, she put the loose tea leaves into the pot and added hot water from a nearby kettle. The two tea aficionados chatted as the tea steeped, an aroma familiar as the smell of fresh grass or ground coffee tickled the reindeer’s sense of smell. Having a good idea as to what the tea might be, he decided to wait until he got a taste before saying what it was.

“Here it is, bl-”

“No need to say, I’ll be able to tell” Winter politely cut him off, magically lifting the freshly poured cup to his muzzle.

That distinct scent and flavour was easily identifiable as that of black tea, lovingly complimented by none other than the sweet tartness of apples. And if apples weren’t tasty enough in a tea like this, it was made more luxurious by hints of vanilla.
“Black tea with apple and vanilla!” The reindeer said with delight after he drank that tasty tea with glee. His accurate assumption brought a smile to Jasmine’s face.

“Both dried pieces of fruit and the leaves too! I was able to get a good offer on them from Sweet Apple Acres last month, and Applejack was more than happy for me to pick some of the leaves as well. And I felt such a flavour would contrast perfectly with vanilla,” She explained, having a taste for herself, ecstatic that her blend was a hit with the friendly reindeer. 

“It’s nostalgia-inducing. Reminds me a lot of an apple pie, baked with love”

“I thought the same thing!” Jasmine replied to Winter’s reminiscence with a large smile, happy to see their minds intertwined when it came to the blend.

“But you know, milk would make this so much better,” That was the only critique Winter Tea had, but it didn’t affect the teapony at all. She instead narrowed her eyes at him.

“Milk, right?” She licked her lips as she took his words differently. “I can fix that~” Winter wasn't overly surprised by this approach, a blush on his grey-furred face.

To say Jasmine Leaf and Winter Tea were close friends was correct. But no one knew how close it truly was.

Their friendship was at the point where the earth pony could sit her rump on the floor and take her reindeer friend’s short and thick cock into her needy mouth. The feeling of that warm muzzle around his reindeer phallus made Winter Tea shudder in lust.  

The friends-with-benefits part of their friendship had been going on for just under two months. Having begun when the bull had spilt some tea during a tasting session, leading to the mare cleaning it up and giving him a lewd look at her equine sex and puffy ass. That led to his member going stiff, which led to some intimate sex between pony and reindeer, in Jasmine’s bed.

The tea-loving pony was quite the skilled fellator, having blown quite a few stallions and mares in her life. Even so, she found blowing the Reindeer with a below-average length to be the most enticing, and what made loins leak the most. Maybe it was due to the close bond she had forged with Winter Tea, or maybe the more exotic flavour he had, like toasted marshmallow with hints of high-end cocoa powder. 

Fuelled by the sensual sounds of sexual moans from the reindeer, the pony ensured he’ll be satisfied this evening by her erotic skills, showing how easily she could deepthroat him, which was an easy task, thanks to how small he was. And performing this task rewarded her with a taster of his ‘milk’, the festive taste was her personal ambrosia; a muffled moan leaving her mouth and tickling his shaft with horny vibrations. 

“Mmm, I-I’m close, Jasmine~” Winter warned the cock-sucking pony, who was quick to slip his penis out of her mouth. With her spit serving as lube for her hooves to stroke it good, watching his cum leak down from it.

Once she saw that he was ready to blow. The pony gave his tip a teaseful tonguing, before aiming it at her cup of tea, watching as thick ropes of reindeer milk landed in the cup and lightened the dark liquid inside. When those balls were finally emptied, she let go of her friend’s length, seeing it go limp as she stirred that ‘milk’ into the tea.

“G-Gross~” Winter commented on her newly lewd beverage. “You know what I mean when I said it would go good with milk,”

“Of course I do,” Jasmine spoke, unfazed by his earlier comment as she raised the cup in her hoof, a lewd look on her face. “And you know I know how much I love nut milk~” With that flirt, Jasmine downed the tea in a singular gulp, whilst still savouring how his seed made the apple and vanilla tea taste. 

Whilst such a thing wasn’t Winter’s cup of tea (much like that cringeworthy pun she said), he wouldn’t shame her kinks, she was able to enjoy such a dairy substitute in her drinks, and she was willing to supply~

The two talked and tasted more homemade tea blends, having a merry time as friends. Until 6:30, when Winter Tea headed home, as he needed to get a good sleep for work tomorrow. So with a saddlebag full of several unique blends Jasmine Leaf had made, he said goodbye.

With her friend gone. The earth pony took a deep sigh. Walking upstairs, she knew dinner would be delayed, because of the need to rub her sex til she squirted all over her bed. It was a shame Winter had arrived so late because she would’ve been more than eager to have a quickie during work hours, imagining the reindeer hiding beneath her counter whilst she rode his dick and sold tea to customers. 

The thought of something so risky as that had her slit drip onto the stairs. She knew the fantasy she’d be masturbating to tonight~

Even if it could’ve been more. Jasmine Leaf considered the past hour and a half with Winter Tea to be like a cup of her favourite tea. Warm, sweet, and perfect with milk~