Thunderlane x Anon pt 2

It's been nearly a week since you discovered Thunderlane's romantic interest in you. You've done your best to make sure nothing went downhill between the two of you. You've allowed him to get a little closer physically. The hugs and kisses on the cheek that are becoming more frequent day by day don't really bother you at all.

 

It does make you uncomfortable how often he says "I love you, Anon," though. Not because it bothers you that he has feelings for you, but because you can't say it back to him and really mean it. Not yet. There's always that little awkward silence each time he says it where he's hopeful that you'll echo it back to him, where instead you're forced to disappoint him, simply saying "I know," or smiling at him silently.

 

You have to give him credit for doing his best to give you your space, something you're deeply appreciative for, and which makes you believe that this really will work out given enough time. He loves you enough to be patient, and that's gotta count for something, right? You're also thankful that he keeps it toned down when his little brother is around - that's not a conversation that you think either of you are ready to have with him yet.

 

You still find it hard to believe yourself, sometimes - that you're in a relationship with a stallion. Or can you even call it a relationship yet? The thought still kind of scares you. The more you think about it logically though, the sillier that seems. There's not the same social stigma attached to same-sex relationships here that there was back home.

 

 

 

These are the kinds of thoughts that have been pervading every waking thought you've had over the last week. You find yourself frequently taking walks, either to take your mind off of it or allow yourself to give it serious thought. Today you're trying not to think too much about anything.

 

"It's such a nice day," you say to yourself with a sigh as you wander through town with nothing specific on your agenda. You seem to take more notice of couples than usual, thinking to yourself how nice it is that so many ponies have a significant other to share their lives with. When you reach the park you take a seat on a bench, leaning your head back and closing your eyes, soaking up the sounds of the wind rustling through the trees, birds chirping, fillies and colts laughing and playing, Celestia's warm midday sun beating down gently on your face. It's hard to imagine a more idyllic environment.

 

"Anonymous!" a semi-familiar voice rings in your ears suddenly. You open your eyes to see a blue unicorn mare approaching you with a warm smile.

 

Shit.

 

You force an awkward smile, your body tensing up as you sit up straight, trying to remember the name associated with that voice.

 

"S..Sapphire, hey!"

 

She hops up on the bench next to you and gives you a kiss on the cheek.

 

FUCK. Don't do that...

 

"Hey! I was worried about you when you never got back to me the other night! Is everything going alright? Is your friend okay?"

 

You simply nod at her.

 

"Yeah... I uh... to be honest I don't remember much about that night. I had a bit too much to drink, I think."

 

 

 

 

 

"I'm sorry to hear that, Anon. I know *I* certainly won't be forgetting that night any time soon. I'm so glad I ran into you," she says, placing a hoof on your knee as she looks up at you with a half-lidded gaze.

 

You squirm uncomfortably and bite your lip. Your discomfort doesn't go unnoticed.

 

"What's wrong, Anonymous... you still like mares, don't you?" she giggles as she scoots closer to you. She stretches her neck upward and plants her lips on yours before you have a chance to protest. You close your eyes and feel her tongue begin to part your lips for a brief moment before snapping back to reality. You gently push her away, and put your hand on her hoof, removing it from your knee. The smile quickly vanishes from her face, replaced with a look of slight confusion.

 

"I'm sorry Sapphire... I'm kinda seeing someone right now, I don't want to lead you on or anything..."

 

She scoffs and frowns at you.

 

"Hmph! Well does this mare know that you spent half the night with your tongue down *my* throat a week ago?"

 

"That was a mistake. I was drunk. I'm sorry," you reply sternly.

 

Her confusion quickly turns to anger, slapping you across the face with her tail as she hops down from the bench. You place your hand on your already-reddening cheek to rub the stinging pain away as she storms off, mumbling

something about a stupid hairless ape and this not being over as she disappears into the distance. You sigh heavily. It sure as hell wasn't easy to turn down such a gorgeous mare, but you remind yourself that you're currently spoken for, and any thoughts of such behavior have to be quelled the instant they arise.

 

 

 

 

 

 

The rest of the day is pretty uneventful. You make it home in time for dinner but aren't terribly hungry. As you walk through the door, you're greeted with a kiss on the cheek and a hug around the neck. Still not quite used to that yet.

 

"Hey Anon... how was your day?"

 

"Not too bad for the most part. I do gotta tell you about something that happened earlier today though."

 

"Oh?"

 

"Please don't be upset or take this the wrong way, okay?"

 

Thunderlane nods as he sits on his haunches in front of you, looking up at you expectantly.

 

"Do you remember a blue unicorn mare from the bar last week?"

 

His expression gives it away fairly quickly that he did.

 

"W..what about her?"

 

"I ran into her in the park today. She kissed me."

 

"Oh..."

 

He looks away from you and his ears fall flat. You get on your knees in front of him and put your hand under his chin, tilting his head and gently bringing his gaze back to you.

 

"Hey... I told her to buzz off okay? It was a misunderstanding, that's all. Okay?"

 

He nods slowly.

 

"Did...did you like it?"

 

"Thunderlane..."

 

"It's okay Anon... d...did you like it?"

 

You sigh.

 

"That doesn't matter."

 

"It does to me..."

 

"Please don't be like this..."

 

He simply stares at you, waiting for an answer.

 

"Honestly? Yes, I liked it. But that doesn't matter, I told her I'm seeing someone. She slapped me and took off."

 

"Anon... if you like her I don't want--"

 

You put a finger over his lips.

 

"Come on man, I'm really trying here. I want to be able to make you happy, to make this work... but I'm not going to lie to you about things like this okay? All I can do is promise it won't happen again."

 

 

 

"But I want you to be happy too, Anon..." he whimpers, pushing your hand away. You put your hand on his cheek, gently stroking it as you look directly into his eyes, not allowing him to break eye contact. He starts to tear up and closes his eyes. "I just want you to be happy too..." he whispers as a tear falls down his cheek.

 

It doesn't look like words are going to be enough here, no matter how carefully chosen. You take a deep breath. You were going to have to do this sooner or later, might as well be right now when he really needs it. Your tongue flicks out for a split second to moisten your dry lips as you angle his muzzle toward you. His warm steamy breath cascades off your cheeks through his flaring nostrils as you draw your face closer to his.

 

"A...Anon..." he whispers as you tilt your jaw and make your final approach, slightly opening your lips and closing your eyes as you--

 

"Hey Anon! Hey Thunderl-- what are you guys doing?"

 

You quickly scramble to your feet and spin around to see a light grey colt sitting on his haunches by the front door, eyeing you and his older brother with a raised eyebrow and curious expression.

 

"H..hey Rumble!" you stammer. "N..nothing little buddy, we were just uh... t...talking."

 

"Talking about what?" he asks, cocking his head to the side like an inquisitive puppy.

 

Thunderlane is quick to respond, grinning nervously, "Oh... just... boring grown-up stuff, little brother... hey, why don't you run along upstairs and wash up, dinner's almost ready..."

 

"Okay, I'm starving!" he chirps happily before bolting up the stairs, leaving you and Thunderlane alone again.

 

Thunderlane rubs his neck as he looks away from you, avoiding eye contact.

 

"S..sorry about that Anon... I t..totally forgot to mention that I have him for the next couple days..."

 

There's a brief awkward silence.

 

 

 

"I'm gonna go set the table..." he says as he turns to walk away from you, pausing to look back at you over his shoulder. "M..maybe we can finish our conversation later on? After Rumble's tucked into bed?" he says with a hopeful grin. You simply nod at him.

 

 

You and Thunderlane are quiet throughout dinner. You idly push your food around your plate, occassionally glancing over at Thunderlane, who is barely eating anything himself, while Rumble enthusiastically recounts his day with all the exaggeration and fabrication one might expect from a small child.

 

"...and then there was this huuuuge manticore," he says, waving his hooves in a giant circle for emphasis, "he was all like RAAAWWWR!!!" he contorts his face into a 'vicious' expression, swiping his hooves through the air like a cat's paws. "The other colts were scared but not me! I jumped into the air and flew right at him, and then BAM!" he slams his hooves on the table, shaking the plates and silverware and startling you, "I kicked him right in the face! He turned tail and ran away so fast! 'And don't you come back!!' I yelled at him. He was so scared of me I don't think he'll ever come back. HAH!"

 

You can't help but chuckle at the colt's tall tale.

 

"What a brave little stallion you are," you say, reaching over and ruffling his mane.

 

"You know it!" he replies confidently. "Hey Thunderlane, I'm done with my dinner. May I be excused?"

 

Thunderlane shakes his head. "Finish the rest of your alfalfa first."

 

"Aw come on, I'm full already!" he groans.

 

 

 

 

Thunderlane sighs. "Fine, you're excused, but next time don't put so much on your plate if you're not gonna finish it, okay?"

 

Rumble nods as he pushes his chair back from the table and hops down. "Hey Anon, you wanna come play with me after you're done eating? I got a couple awesome new Wonderbolts action figures I wanna show you!" the little colt lets out a long, drawn out yawn.

 

"Maybe tomorrow, Rumble. It's getting close to your bedtime. Go brush your teeth and start getting ready for bed and I'll be up to tuck you in in a few minutes." Thunderlane says.

 

"Awww but I'm not even" *yawn* "sleepy yet.."

 

"Listen to your brother, Rumble. We can play tomorrow, I promise" you say, patting him on the head as he gives a little frustrated sigh.

 

"Fiiine," he grumbles, taking his plate to the sink before making his way upstairs.

 

Thunderlane smiles and shakes his head, chuckling under his breath. "That little guy loves you so much, Anon," he says as he begins to clear the table.

 

"He's a great kid," you reply as you stand up to help him. "Hey, I'll take care of the dishes if you wanna go put Rumble to bed," you offer.

 

"Thanks Anon, I appreciate it."

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

It only takes a few minutes to scrub the dishes and put them on the drying rack before making your way to the living room and having a seat on the sofa. It's a good twenty minutes or so before you hear the clopping of hooves on the staircase, turning to see Thunderlane just as he reaches its bottom and makes his way over to you, taking a seat on the opposite end of the sofa. He taps his forehooves together nervously, once again avoiding eye contact.

 

"So... did you want to talk? or..." you start.

 

"Y...yeah."

 

You turn to look at him, waiting patiently.

 

"Well?"

 

He hesitates.

 

"T..tell me more about that mare..."

 

You slowly place a palm over your face, rubbing your forehead.

 

"There's nothing to tell, Thunderlane. She was into me, I said no. That's the end of the story," you groan.

 

"No just... tell me what you liked about her... what made you enjoy kissing her..."

 

"Oh hell, I don't know... what makes anyone enjoy kissing someone else? It was mostly physical attraction, I guess. We didn't really get much of a chance to get to know each other... it's not like I loved her or anything."

 

"But you don't really love me either..."

 

You scoot closer to him.

 

"You mean more to me than she ever would have," you offer reassuringly, placing a hand on his back. He slowly turns his head to look at you, forcing a smile even as tears threaten to form in his eyes. You let out an exasperated sigh. "...but you still don't look convinced."

 

"Y..you were about to kiss me earlier, weren't you?"

 

You nod.

 

"w...well Anon... do you *still* want to kiss me?"

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

You get the feeling he's not going to accept 'no' for an answer. There's no getting around it this time. Sliding your arm further around him, you pull him sideways onto your lap so that he's straddling you and looking at you face-to-face. You place one hand on his rump just above his tail dock and the other behind his head, running your fingers through his mane and scratching at his neck. He starts shaking almost instantly, unable to take his eyes away from yours as he reaches a hoof up to your cheek, his wings unfurling to their apex. You gently lift up on his rump, simultaneously pulling his head toward you as you both close your eyes. He gets a little overeager and bumps his muzzle into your nose painfully, prompting your eyes to water slightly.

 

You ignore the pain and decide that perhaps opening your eyes might be a good idea to avoid that happening again. His trembling lips are millimeters from yours and once again you feel his hot breath on your face, coming in more frequent bursts this time as his breaths have become shallow and rapid with anticipation, his whole body starting to feel warmer.

 

"You really want me, don't you?" you whisper softly.

 

"I want you so bad..." he whispers back.

 

You lift your chin and pucker your lips, blowing a focused stream of air at one of his ears, which suddenly twitches and flops in reflex.

 

"Hahah... it's so cute when you ponies do that," you tease.

 

"So you think I'm cute now, do you?" he says, hooking both of his front hooves over your shoulders and nuzzling at your cheek before parking his lips right in front of yours again.

 

"Still waiting for that kiss by the way,"

 

"Hmmmm, I dunnnooooooo" you say, tilting your head away from him slowly. "I mean, what would Rumble say if he woke up and saw us like this?"

 

Thunderlane sighs. "You're right... I hadn't thought about that... we should go to one of our bedrooms."

 

 

 

 

 

Without another word you stand up, still cradling the pegasus in your arms, holding his body close to yours as you climb up the stairs. You can feel his heart begin

 

to beat faster as his tail swishes back and forth in excitement. You enter your bedroom, turning and locking the door behind you before laying down on your bed,

 

pulling Thunderlane down on top of you. He sits straight up, still straddling your lap and runs his hooves underneath your shirt, lifting it up and over your head to

 

expose your bare chest before nestling down on top of you. His warm fur against your naked belly and chest feels soft and cozy. He scoots forward, resting his hooves

 

over your shoulders as he stares into your eyes with a half-lidded gaze and the dopiest smile you've ever seen. He's been so patient waiting for this moment, for

 

this kind of intimacy. He deserves this.

 

You place a hand on the back of his head, tightly grasping a fistful of his mane, digging your fingernails into his neck at its base and feeling your own heart skip

 

a beat as heat begins to radiate off your cheeks. You get an odd sensation in the pit of your stomach and a chill runs up your spine causing your entire body to

 

shudder. Any thoughts about fighting what was about to happen quickly leave your mind. Right now in this moment, you want this stallion.

 

 

 

 

"Thunderlane..." you moan softly, quickly applying pressure to the back of his head, forcing his lips against yours eliciting a surprised gasp from him. You close

 

your eyes, sliding your tongue past his lips, getting a brief taste of his before parting with a loud wet smack, only to forcefully pull him into another, deeper

 

kiss moments later. He flaps his wings and moans hungrily, his own tongue going on the offensive and invading your mouth, tracing the edge of your lips before

 

plunging inside and dancing against your own.

 

Hot damn he can kiss! Right now you don't even care that he's not a mare.

 

Saliva trails between your mouths as they part once again, you lick your lips and sneak in another quick peck, gently biting and pulling at his lower lip before

 

allowing your mouths to fully separate.

 

Thunderlane lets out a massive sigh, resting his cheek against yours as you knead your fingers through his mane against his neck lovingly.

 

"You have no idea how long I've been waiting for that..." he coos softly, nearly panting.

 

 

 

 

"That felt... good..." you mutter.

 

"I love you so much Anon..." he says, playfully nipping at your earlobe causing the hair on your neck to stand on end.

 

You continue to stroke his mane silently.

 

"Come on... just give it a try. I don't care if you mean it or not... I just want to hear you say it... just once... p..please Anon?" he begs, nuzzling and kissing

 

your cheek.

 

"I... I love you too Thunderlane," you reply uncomfortably. Though it's becoming less and less of a lie as you feel yourself slowly starting to fall for him, it

 

still feels wrong and hollow to say.

 

He brings his head back slightly, his lips meeting yours once again, pressing and holding for what feels like an eternity before finally breaking it and resting his

 

forehead against yours.

 

"Thunderlane..."

 

"Hmm?"

 

"I'm sorry..."

 

"Sorry for what, Anon?"

 

"For making you wait so long for this..."

 

"Shhh..." he places a hoof over your mouth, "it was more than worth it."

 

You pull his hoof away with your free hand, kissing and rubbing it tenderly.

 

"S...so what happens now?" he asks timidly.

 

"That depends."

 

"On what?"

 

"On what you want to happen," you say with an impish grin.

 

Thunderlane's cheeks would be beet-red right now if he were a human.

 

"W...what do you mean?"

 

You shrug nonchalantly.

 

"If you could do *anything* with me, right here, right now, no holding back, what would you like to do?"

 

Thunderlane goes wide-eyed and bites his bottom lip so hard it nearly bleeds.

 

"Go on big boy, tell me. Talk dirty to me. Tell me all your wildest fantasies," you insist.

 

"I...I don't know if I... eep..."

 

You're having way too much fun making him squirm.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"I... I wanna..."

 

"You wanna what?" you ask playfully, moving a hand to his rump and lightly tracing over his cutie mark with your index finger

 

"Mmmm... I wanna..."

 

You pull him into another kiss, simultaneously giving his rump a light slap. You feel his member spill out of its sheath, pressing against your bare stomach as it

 

grows rapidly.

 

"Mmmhmm, I'm listening..." you arch your back slightly, pressing your stomach against his, firmly sandwiching his now fully-erect penis between your two bodies.

 

"GAH! I wanna MOUNT you, Anon! Oh sweet Celestia I wanna mount you SO bad!" he whimpers, grinding himself against you. "I wanna hear you squeal like a mare in

 

heat... I want you to shout my name as I fill you up with my seed..."

 

You weren't quite prepared for that. You'd just been assuming this whole time he'd want to be on the receiving end of things. He takes the edge of your pants just

 

above the crotch in his teeth and begins to tug vigorously.

 

"Whoa whoa whooooa there, stud..." you say, trying to sit up as you scoot backward, which only facilitates in the removal of your pants and underwear.

 

Thunderlane has a ravenous, desperate look in his eyes that's almost frightening, every other breath punctuated by a loud snort. You're beginning to think getting

 

him all riled up like that was a bad idea.

 

"Hey hey hey now... I thought *I* was gonna be the stallion in this relationship... this kinda changes things..." you gently push him off of you.

 

You make the mistake of rolling over, but before you can even begin to realize just how big of an error you'd just made you feel a sudden weight on your back, two

 

hooves pressing into your shoulderblades hard enough that's going to leave bruises. You feel teeth clamp down hard on the back of your neck, holding you in place.

 

You also start to feel something warm and wet on your back as pre-cum starts to dribble from the tip of his member.

 

"OW! FUCK!"

 

Poor choice of words.

 

"Thunderlane cut it out man! You're hurting me!"

 

As insane as it seems, you find yourself beginning to become aroused at his sudden display of dominance.

 

"H...hey come on... we don't even have any lube..."

 

 

 

 

Thunderlane wiggles around to find the right position. You feel the tip of his member slide up and down between your cheeks as he zeros in on his target.

 

"Th..Thunderlane I don't think I can..."

 

*BANG BANG BANG*

 

"Anooooon?"

 

*BANG BANG*

 

"Thunderlaaaane?"

 

You hear what sounds like soft crying accompanying the voice coming from the other side of your bedroom door. It seems to snap Thunderlane out of his craze fairly

 

quickly, as he rolls off your back with a look of shocked confusion on his face as you scramble out from underneath him and stand up next to the bed. The two of you

 

stare wide-eyed at each other for a few brief seconds before you clumsily put your pants back on and stumble over to the door. You crack it open just barely wide

 

enough to see Rumble sitting there on his haunches, sniffling as he lifts a front hoof to wipe a tear from his face. The fur around his belly and hindquarters seems

 

slightly damp.

 

"A...Anon...d...do you know where Thunderlane is at? H..he wasn't in his bedroom..."

 

You look over at Thunderlane who shakes his head "No" emphatically, his throbbing shaft still standing at full attention.

 

"Well um.. he uh... he was helping me with something but uh.. he...he got tired so he's taking a nap and I uh... I was j..just getting ready to take a s..shower

 

while I waited for him to wake up and..."

 

You shake your head, quickly realizing the young colt hasn't the slightest clue what's going on as his sniffles continue.

 

"Hold on one second little buddy..." you say, shutting the door just long enough to retrieve your shirt and put it on, giving Thunderlane time to hide himself

 

underneath the covers on your bed and pretend to be asleep before opening it again and kneeling in front of him.

 

"What's wrong Rumble?"

 

"I...I had a bad dream a...a...and... I had an accident.. I'm s..sorry.. I didn't mean t..." he quickly breaks down into sobbing.

 

 

 

You quickly put your arms around him and give him a good squeeze.

 

"Shhh shh shhh shhhhhh... it's okay, it's okay... hey... it's not your fault. Accidents happen... there's no need to cry..."

 

You gently lift him up, patting him on the back as he cries on your shoulder.

 

"Shhhhh...." you stand up and gently rock him until he settles down.

 

"Let's go run you a nice warm bath and while you're washing up I'll take care of your bedsheets, okay?"

 

"B...but what about Thunderlane. Shouldn't I wake him up and tell him?"

 

"Nawwww, this can be our little secret okay? Don't you worry about a thing."

 

Rumble squeezes your neck tightly and gives one last sniffle before smiling as you carry him toward the bathroom.

 

"Thanks Anon."