r63 Rarity x Rover why god am I writing this

        At the time, kidnapping ponies to be slaves in the mine sounded like such a good idea, but now Rover was reconsidering.

 

        Ever since they picked up that stallion with the diamonds on his butt, everything had been nothing but torture. Whining about the dust, whining about the cart, whining about digging, whine whine whine. He and the boys could barely take it, at which point Rover got it in his head that the best way to remind this pony who was in charge was to drag him off to one of the back caves and show him what happens when you piss off a diamond dog who hasn’t gotten any in weeks.

 

        He was starting to reconsider that idea too.

 

        Here he was, fucking this stallion in the ass, but even in a situation like this that damn pony seemed to find a way to make the master feel like the slave.

 

        Elusive turned his nose up. “Honestly, darling, what are you doing?”

 

        “Quiet!”

 

        “You’re doing nothing but thrusting away! How do you expect to keep up your stamina like that?”

 

        “I said quiet!” Man, were all stallions this prissy?

 

        “And you have no care for your partner either! Here you are with those two big paws—mangy and in desperate need of a manicure they may be—and you haven’t even thought of giving my stallionhood any attention! I mean that’s just common courtesy, plain and simple.”

 

        “Sh-shut up!” For such a tight ass, this pony’s whining was seriously killing his boner. Was a fuck even worth this sort of verbal assault?

 

        “And another thing,” Elusive continued, throwing his head back with dignified haughtiness even as he was being penetrated, “you don’t know a thing about foreplay! You just go right to the deed, don’t even bother with the more sensual side of lovemaking, and then have the gall to harass me. Really, do you have any experience in lovemaking at all?”

 

        That was it; he could take no more. Rover quit thrusting—slipped out, even—and covered his ear. “Please, just stop!” he begged. “Stop whining! I’ll do anything, just stop!”

 

        Perhaps if he had been paying attention, he would have seen the gleam in Elusive’s eyes as he got up.

 

        “Now darling,” he said, brushing some of the dirt off of his coat, “you don’t have to be so dramatic. If I am going to be forced into such a carnal situation, all I wish for is a proper fling.”

 

        Rover took his paws off his ears, given that Elusive’s speech had become a lot less high-pitched and whiny. “Huh? That’s all, pony?”

 

        “Elusive, and yes.” He put a hoof on Rover’s chest. “I can tell you need quite a lot of tutoring in the art of sex. Everypony, no matter how base, deserves to at least know his way around the bedroom, so it would be a travesty if I did not educate you.”

 

        He tilted his head. “Educate me?”

 

        “Yes, educate you. Now bend over forward, please.”

 

        Rover hesitated, but he found himself complying, partly out of curiosity but mostly out of concern for his eardrums and sanity. Elusive patted him on the head.

 

        “Good boy. Now then,” he said, walking behind the diamond dog, “I would normally start this lesson with foreplay, but seeing as you are bent on getting to the main attraction and are probably far too aroused to last that much longer, let us just skip that part shall we?” Before he could reply, Elusive had already mounted him, and he could feel the tip of the stallion’s penis poking at his ass.

 

        “Now for the first part, you’ll want to enter your lover comfortably. Just ramming it in won’t do, you have to give him time to adjust, like so.” With that, Elusive pressed his tip slowly in—the stallion wasn’t sure whether he was more surprised at how tight the diamond dog’s rear was, or that the fact that his unorthodox partner just actually let out a gasp and a shiver at that. He was really new to this; this was going to be more fun that he thought.

 

        Rover, on the other hand, was trying to figure out how exactly things got like this, but while his mind was complaining his body certainly wasn’t. He thought to pipe up, until the stallion scratched his ears.

 

        “The second part,” he said, enjoying the pants from Rover a little more than he would have imagined, “is to explore your partner’s body. While most of the action undeniably happens between the legs,” he said, scratching a bit harder, “focusing on those other erogenous areas can make the entire experience that much more pleasurable, as I’m sure you are already realizing.”

 

        Fuck. This was so wrong, Rover thought. Wasn’t this pony supposed to be working for /him/? And yet, he had to admit, this pony’s caresses did actually feel pretty good, and that thick, quivering shaft buried within him sliding in and out...no, what was he thinking? He had to tell him to stop. “Please...don’t stop!”

 

        Dammit.

 

        “Oh, I wouldn’t dream of it, darling.” He had already picked up the pace a bit, but still very much in control. “Now, for the third lesson, one you really must remember...” With his left forehoof, he reached down and took Rover’s cock in the crook of his hoof. “One must never be selfish during lovemaking.” He began stroking Rover’s penis in rhythm with his own thrusts. “It is a two-person job, after all, and both parties deserve stimulation, understood?” He took the panting as confirmation.

 

        Rover closed his eyes, his tongue hanging out and his claws digging at the rock as Elusive began to thrust in a bit faster. He had to admit, so far this was a lot better than most of the fucks he had had in his life. Why did the stupid whiny pony have to be so good at this?

 

        “How are you holding up?” Elusive asked, knowing damn well the answer. All the diamond dog could focus on was the sex; the world around him seemed to fade into oblivion. He was already dripping pre all over the ground, what with the deeper and deeper thrusts and the firm reach-around he was getting. He could feel the pressure building up in him as he panted and whined, trying to fight it. He didn’t want to cum, not just yet. Maybe it was because he didn’t want to prove this stallion right that he was just a one-pump chump, or maybe it was because he wanted to feel the pony fill him up with his thick seed (he had heard ponies came buckets, oh god, he hoped they jizzed waterfalls). In either case, he moaned and whined, fighting back as hard as he could. There was no way he’d cum first, there was--

 

        Nevermind.

 

        Before Rover knew it, he was shooting hot, thick streams of cum onto the ground and Elusive’s forehoof. Part of him felt relieved, part of him felt embarrassed. Elusive sighed, feigning disappointment. “I knew you couldn’t keep up after that overzealous display earlier. Oh well, I will hurry this up. Just give me a bit, dear.”

 

        Rover could only nod, letting the stallion do his thing until eventually Elusive let out a small, refined whinny (how the hell did he let out a refined whinny, he wondered) and with a deep thrust filled the diamond dog up so much that some dribbled out and onto the cave floor. Not that Rover minded.

 

        “Phew,” Elusive said. They laid there for a bit, until Elusive softened up and pulled out. “And that about wraps it up. I do hope you paid attention. Now, I suppose you won’t mind if I were to take a break, would you? I’m dreadfully tired after all that. Oh, and do fetch me some tea.”

 

        “Y-yes sir,” Rover replied as he got up and wobbled off in search some tea. He would have to make a habit of kidnapping stallions from now on.