Title:           Muss es sein?
Author:          MD_Tm27jGxpYk
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First Edit:      Sunday 9th of December 2012 12:41:02 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Sunday 9th of December 2012 12:41:02 PM CDT

>”Ngh… you sure this is a good idea?”
“What, making love?”
>You peer up from between Dash’s legs at the worried-looking pony.
>”Your cloud walking spell, I dunno how to cast it if it runs out!”
>Ugh. This again.
“Aww, don’t worry about that. I know you’ll catch me.”
>You run your tongue up the length of her deliciously sweet snatch, eliciting a shudder and silencing her worry.
>It can’t really be that big of a deal; besides you’ve got far more important concerns than silly magic.
>Such as availing yourself of the best dessert in all Ponyville;
>soft, silky, and surprisingly subtle,
>the scrumptious banquet between her thighs is the tastiest spread you can imagine.
>You dutifully service Rainbow Dash for quite a while, but she seems to be growing impatient.
>Maybe you’re not actually very good at this.
>”Hurry it up, already…”
“Whatever you say, honey.”
>She did always prefer the main course.
>You climb up, taking your dick in your hand and rubbing it to attention;
>Rainbow, for all her worries of silly spells, quickly stifles any protest as you lean into her,
>slipping your cock between the folds of her plush and well-lubricated marehood.
>The look on her face right now is what makes every moment of this new life worth it.
>Running one hand along her trembling flank, you caress her dazzling mane with the other;
>there’s nothing quite like the feeling of Rainbow’s fur against your skin as you share these moments of passion,
>deftly thrusting into her as you rock the entirety of the cloud-stuffed bed.
>”H-hey… I think I’m getting close…”
“What, already?”
>”S-shutup…”
>The look on her face is priceless; you lean in, quickening your tempo of flesh against flesh,
>and Rainbow Dash’s fidgets and sighs build toward an unbearable peak.
>Almost… not quite…
>She’s quaking like a mare in heat, desperate for that one final…
>Something slips.
>”Huh? What’d you stop for?”
>You feel your knees sinking into the aerated cloud of your cushion;
>this is what it’s like, yes, you remember it clearly, Twilight’s warning –
>”Hey, are you gonna finish the job or what?”
“Huh!?”
>An angry, unsatisfied pony is lying beneath you, scowling as your cock lies limp in her depths.
>You can’t let anything on. Keep going, Anonymous…
>Back to a rhythm; you focus every fiber of your being on the task at hand,
>pumping away at Rainbow’s hips as your legs sink further and further,
>more rapidly by the second, into the fabric of her very home.
>”Ah… ohhh, yess…”
>She wraps her hooves around your back, your own arms clutching her withers as you use her for leverage;
>desperately pistoning yourself into Rainbow Dash, your mind is elsewhere;
>namely, at a point five hundred feet below you,
>a rocky outcropping in a field with your shattered skull case’s name on it.
>”Oh... –nonymous… aaah!!”
>Her sharp contractions force you over the edge,
>and your thoughts, as you climax into the love of your life, are as pointless as they are ineffable.
 
>The all-consuming satisfaction of love well made.
>The slip of a leg.
>The foundation of air, ripped asunder.
>The open sky.
 
>...
 
>…”I know, I know I've let you down…  
>I've been a fool to myself,  
>I thought that I could  
>live for no one else…  
>But now, through all the hurt and pain,  
 
>”It's time for me to respect  
>the ones you love  
>mean more than anything.  
 
>”So with sadness in my heart,  
>I feel the best thing I could do,  
>is end it all,  
>and leave forever  
 
>”What's done is done, it feels so bad,  
>what once was happy now is sad,  
>I'll never love again,  
>my world is ending…
 
>”…I wish, that I could turn back time…  
>’cause now the guilt is all mine,
>can't live without  
>the trust from those you love…  
>I know, we can't forget the past,  
>you can't forget love and pride,  
>because of that, it's killin' me inside.  
 
>”It all returns to nothing, it all comes  
>tumbling down, tumbling down,  
>tumbling down  
>It all returns to nothing, I just keep  
>letting me down, letting me down,  
>letting me down…”
 
>”I’m sorry.”
Fin