Flying through the air, I had to go faster. I had to get away from the one who chased me.
Though his wings beat hard, his head lowered in determination, I had the advantage. My wingspan gave me more power with each push, there was no way he was going to get me.
Looking back, I could see him slowly getting further and further away and I began to smile with relief, I would succeed.
Turning my attention back to in front, there was no way I would mess this up now.

The serene surroundings with nopony else other than my pursuer made for a truly surreal experience. Being chased while in a surrounding that begged for calmness, though I had no option. I had to keep flying or he would get me.
Looking back once more, I couldn't see him! Looking forward again as I pushed harder just press home my advantage, I then looked back yet again and searched for him once more.
Nothing, he was gone. Letting out a sigh of relief, I took a moment to catch my breath.

The grass below was a beautiful, soft green that showed just how much better the world was these days. With the radiation gone, it had entered a new age of beauty that made me so happy. Now I was feeling distracted though and quickly checked behind me. Still no sign of my chaser, perhaps I'd gotten away.
Just as those thoughts filled my mind, the chill of a shadow blocking out the sun made me shudder as I turned my head to look up. There he was.

A grin on his face, my pursuer had managed to catch up with me and even get right next to me as I caught my breath.
Turning tail and speeding off in the opposite as fast as I could, he simply giggled away.
"You're not getting away that easy, Eos." He called, though with my racing heart I was sure I'd be able to do it, get away yet again.

Before I could get far, I found myself colliding down into the floor, limbs pushed back through no time to even try catch myself.
Looking down into the dirt, I began to shake my head before trying to push myself up, but it was no use.
Beside my shoulders two hooves came down, trapping me in place. Despite laying still, my heart rate became faster and faster, knowing what was about to happen.

"You should have made it easy on yourself and given in sooner." He said in a dominant voice. "Now I'm going to really have my fun with you."

Slowly he turned me over, my breathing becoming heavier in anticipation... and then he leant down and kissed me with a soft passion, leaving me with no option but to give in and return the gesture. As our lips melted into one another my eyes slowly closed half way yet still focused on the handsome stallion above me.
His deep red mane contrasting against the clean sky in a wonderful way.

As the kiss ended, he looked down at me and smiled before leaning in closer and whispering into my ear. "You could have made it easier on yourself, you know."

"But then I wouldn't be here, like this, breathless under you." I cooed back to him, winning a great big smile of appreciation.

With another press to my lips from his, I could feel the blood rushing to my cheeks and from the way he looked at me, I could tell he noticed almost instantly.
With a teasing little peck on my nose, I couldn't help but blush even harder than before. From the way his eyes rested upon me, looking straight down into mine as I looked up back into his to the gentleness in his smile, there could have been nothing more perfect about this moment.

For what felt like an eternity we stayed like that, though I'm sure it wasn't really all that long in reality. Still, for me it felt as if I was trapped in a moment that I never wanted to end and for as much as I could pretend, it never would.
The way he bowed his head down and caressed my neck as he nuzzled into me caused a small, content sigh to slide from my lips when his breath brushed against my coat.

Just as if to torture me he pulled away and looked at me with a pout, driving me wild with speculation as to what could have suddenly upset him. Did I smell? I had showered in the morning so unless our chase was more exhausting than I realised, it shouldn't be that. I didn't smell of another stallion, I knew that for sure. Was I doing something wrong? The thought filled my head with worry and doubt faster than lightning and I looked at him sadly myself. "W-what's wrong?" I pleaded, desperate to find out what I'd done, or perhaps not done.

"You're tense." He replied quickly, relieving my stress like the tip of a hat. "Is there something going on with you? Something wrong? Something I've done or I can do?"

With him asking if it was something he had done I blushed furiously and shook my head immediately. "No-no-no. I swear, you've done nothing." I blurted out, then realised how it sounded. "And you've not missed out anything either. I- I-"

Once more our lips touched and his tongue softly spilled into my mouth, our tastebuds meshing together as I invited him for more, my eyes closed as I focused only on the pleasure of our intimacy. When the caressing touch ended, I looked back up at him with another pout. I didn't want it to end, I wanted his lips on mine for the rest of time.

In that smooth, silk tone he spoke to me. "What's got you tense, babe?"

Slowly, I opened up my wings and looked to the side. I didn't want to show weakness in front of him, I wanted to be as tough as he was, I was an alicorn for pony's sakes. I was supposed to be rough and tough, ready to take a tumble and get back up with ease.
Letting out a small whimper, I finally managed to speak. "M-my wings... ache. I think I might have overexerted myself when playing around with you a minute ago."

"Roll over and let me see it then." He murmured still with the same comforting smile he always wore, he nodded gently before speaking softly to me as if he was taking care of the one he loved. With that however, he paused me and looked at me straight into my eyes in such a way that had me flush further. "And by the way, I know that look."
Before I could say a word to contest him, his mouth made its way down to my ear and he whispered something that made my heart flutter. "And yes, I do love you. Deeply, forever and ever."

Melting completely to his words, I became unable to do anything as the thought of him saying that rang through my ears and took over my mind. True that he had told me he loved me many times before, but every time I heard it it felt like the first time with how he said it. There was never any monotonous repetition to his attitude, he meant it with all of his heart every time and every time it got me.
Rolling me over onto my front, a kiss to my cheek made my smile grow to the biggest it possibly could.

With a tender touch he pulled my wings out with his lips, kissing the tips as he extended them for me. And then another kiss, and another, running along each wing, changing sides with each and every kiss as the moved closer to my shoulders with each and every one. Another sigh of utter bliss escaped from my mouth as he did, to which he responded by lowering himself onto my back softly and then... ahhh.

His feathers began to tenderly caress my wings, tickling and teasing their way through the layers of my own feathers before slowly stroking the bones. My lower lip trembled as I felt sucked into the motions of his wings making gradual circle movements through my wings, only to be further encouraged by the warmth of his breath on my neck as he began to nuzzle into my mane.
Feeling his body pressed against my own, his wings sifting through my feathers and his breath running down my spine and into my mane was now beginning to put unclean thoughts into my head as my body reacted to the intimacy of it all.
Internally I found myself begging for him to not notice, for him not to be mad that I could dare to want to spoil such a wonderful moment of utter bliss with him.

Trying to work the thoughts out of my mind, I opened my eyes and began to focus on the grass again. Noticing how beautiful it was to see life growing so freely like it had once hundreds of years ago. Focusing how soft it felt against my body swiftly turned to how wonderful Crimson's feathers were at interlacing with mine, the light touch making my whole body relax as the tenseness left and intimacy remained.
Without thinking, without warning, I let out a small gasp and a moan from my mouth and suddenly felt dirty and out of place for enjoying it.

Before the guilt could kick in however, Crimson kissed me behind the ear and another instinctive moan came loosely from my lips.
Turning my head to look at him, he just smiled at me as if there was nothing I had just done wrong... and kissed me even more.
Sliding my tongue into his mouth, I couldn't help it. I felt ashamed for turning this into a matter of such pleasures but the heat from my body was rising and feeling him pressed so closely to me, to feel his wings massaging me perfectly... I couldn't hold back.

Surprisingly he took my advance well and only broke it off to twist me onto my back, allowing him a better angle to kiss me. Looking up at him like this I felt so exposed, so vulnerable... and yet so safe. There was nothing he would do to hurt me and I knew it. Likewise, he knew there was nothing I would do to hurt him.
Still, as I lay there with my hooves held up as if to protect my modesty from him, he gently slid his hooves between my forelegs and parted them as he leant down for another intimate exchange.

Rolling my eyes back from pleasure, he moved down to my neck and began to kiss and ever so lightly nibble as he went along, down lower and lower in gradual stages.
By this point I was all but singing with little chirps of moans by his touch. I was putty in his hooves and no doubt he knew it.
The fact he wasn't at all mad at me gave me confidence, told me he was enjoying himself too, though I still felt guilty as I felt I wasn't doing enough for him.
With those thoughts lingering in my mind, he made his way down to my nipples and began to suckle with a teasing lick.

Gasping loudly now, not caring how much I moaned, I found it hard to focus properly. I wanted him badly and my body was ready, I could have taken him happily but no. That wouldn't be fair. "W-wait." I begged, pleaded as he continued despite me. "P-p-please." I continued, hoping he'd listen. Still, he didn't and then I felt his breath press against my marehood and his tongue... oh his tongue.
Just as his tongue worked tantalisingly slowly across my lips, I shuddered and let out a gasp before moaning loudly. It felt so good and then when he did it again, I released a prolonged moan.

"S-stop!" I begged, hoping he would listen. "P-plea-please!"

That time he did, raising his head with a look of confusion. "Is something wrong Eos? Am I being too soon, too forward?"

With a wide smile from the pleasure that only stopped a second ago, I shook my head. "N-no. It's not that. I... I just."
Deciding that it was better to do than to explain, I brought myself from the floor and leant into a kiss with him, gently pushing him back by leaning in closer and closer until he fell backwards. For a second he went to pick himself up but with a calm, soft touch from my hoof to his muzzle, he stopped.
Sliding my own muzzle over between his legs, he quickly caught onto what I had planned as he looked up at me.

All of my previous guilt was now gone. His own member was as hard as ever as it stood to attention for me, blood flowing through it with the beating of his heart. In a small part, I was sure I could even see it twitch with each and every heartbeat.
Slowly my lips touched the tip and softly suckled on it, making him breathe in and out heavily in anticipation.
With his pleasure now resting on my hooves, I began working my tongue down the shaft as he began to enter my mouth at a slow rate, my lips making sure to greet each and every little bump and inconsistency in his member.

With a delicate touch, Crimson ran a hoof along my mane as he gazed upon me, my eyes meeting his as I worked my way down. We both knew I could work him a lot faster, that I could hold his magnificent piece even in my throat, but right now I purposefully teased him with long, slow suckling on the head alone.
With every time he let out a moan I bobbed my head a little lower, with every grunt I retracted just as much.
At first it was a slow action as we kept eyes locked almost the entire time, only broken when I wanted to marvel in what a wonderful stallion he was with the wonderful mast he had.
Soon though he realised what I was doing and took the flow of things into his own hooves by deliberately moaning for me, only serving to make me wetter than before as I imagined what pleasure he was receiving as I sucked and sucked.
Eventually he managed to have me completely deepthroat him to the hilt, his breathing becoming extremely heavy as he lost ability to keep his eyes on me as I swallowed, tempting him.

"E-e-en-enough!" He cried, "I can't handle much more!"
Was that really an issue though? I certainly didn't mind the idea of having him release his wonderful love inside of my mouth, even if it would go straight down my mouth before I could truly appreciate it.
"Please!" He begged, he actually began to beg now. "Please.. I want.. I want to make love to you!"

Pausing on the spot, I slowly worked his member out of me before swallowing what pre-cum had made its way out of his shaft. Recomposing myself, I pressed my nose to his and he kissed me despite having only just been sucking on him.
"Make... love to me?" I whimpered. "Here?"

"Yes," He whispered, still trying to calm his body down by the way he was breathing. "it matters not where we are, just as long as I am with you."

Falling onto my back again as I melted from his words, he began to giggle. Then his hooves interlocked with mine, his face looking at mine as he beckoned me to look to him with soft coos of my name.
Looking into his eyes, I bit down on my bottom lip as I felt his body position itself, sliding, grinding against me and...
Letting out a gasp of a moan, I was quickly stopped as his mouth completely covered mine.

Regardless of that, I still moaned into his mouth as our tongues began to dance together, his impressive size beginning to truly penetrate me.
Feeling it slowly ride into my insides, pressing against me and pushing the walls apart in that slow, fluent fashion... feeling every bump, every ridge, every sensation that there was had me wanting more.
Finally he hilted and the sensation of being full consumed my body as he stayed in that one position, finally breaking the kiss only to initiate a long line of smaller, brief ones that gave me no control.

With his lips taking dominance in our kisses and his forehooves on either side of my neck past my shoulders, I tried to wrap my wings around him for a small part of control.
Instead of giving it to me, he blocked me with his own wings and interlocked them, melting two into one.
Letting out a small whine, he pushed in deeper with his member and I could feel it twitch as my marehood worked around it, pleasuring both of us at the same time.
Letting out another whine, he pushed again, causing me to gasp and moan one after the other respectively.

He had total control over me and by the look on his face, he knew it. The way he looked down at me as he began to slide his stallionhood out only to push it back in at that agonisingly slow pace, it felt absolutely wonderful and to feel all of his passion, his heat, his life force being pushed into me.
Still, a large part of me begged for more and I made it obvious by going for kisses that he would deny and counter with kisses, nibbles and bites to my neck that made me moan as he began to work my body.

"Y-yes." I groaned, feeling him beginning to utilise my wetness. "Please, more." I begged with a gasp.

In a teasing tone, he questioned me. "More? I thought you wanted to make love."

"I do!" I called. "I do! I just..." And mid sentence he thrusted harder and faster while biting my shoulder. "Ah! Yes!" I cried out in rising pleasure. "I want you to make love to me, but I also really want you-ah ah ah!"

"Enjoying something?" Crimson asked with a small grunt, the speed and intensity rising. He tried to sound calm, though I could feel his body temperature rising and his penis showing the first signs of flaring.
In an attempt to turn the tables, I began to buck my hips in time with him, though that was quickly thrown out of sync as he began fucking me harder, faster and deeper.
Now he openly groaned and moaned away, his member almost ready. "Oh no... you... dont..." He managed to say.

Quickly moving his forelegs to my sides rather than over my shoulders he quickly gripped me and fucked me as hard and fast as he could, his intense member fully flaring now and making my levels of pleasure rise with every pump as he asserted his dominance over me. "You're my fuckdoll." He growled. "You're my toy." He announced between grunts.
"But most importantly? ...You're mine!" He shouted, and with that, I felt a sudden rush as hot sticky fluid coated my insides and filled my empty space.
I wasn't aware of just how much my body was begging for it until he leashed it upon me, but the second it touched I felt as if an itch I was needing to be scratched was suddenly a hell of a lot better. Not quite perfect, but definitely scratched.

Reeling in the sensation of still being full of his body and juice, and the words Crimson said to me, I laid my head back blissfully and closed my eyes.
Slowly his limbs and feathers worked away from me, but rather then crawling up to me to be next or atop of me, he disappeared.
Feeling lonely and rejected as a cool breeze blew past, I opened my eyes to see where he had gone - only to find out he hadn't gone anywhere and was actually waiting with a large grin, waiting for me to look down at him before filling the gap where his stallionhood had been with his tongue.

"You're mine." He muttered between licks, though I was barely able to hear him over the chorus of moans I let out. "And I'm going to make sure you stay that way."

Between the still lingering sensations of being fucked, the pleasurable waves of his tongue hitting all the right spots, being called his fuckdoll and his toy - and most of all - his, I still felt near orgasm myself.
Desperately reaching down for his head, he put up no resistance as I forced his tongue deeper inside of me, grinding myself upon his muzzle and desperately crying out for relief.
I needed this so bad, I couldn't stop it now and I wouldn't let him back down at this stage. I was too close.

Feeling him pull away, I began to beg and whine. "Pleasepleaseplasedon'tstop!" I cried. "Please! I need this! I need this so much!"

"Who do you need?" He asked.

"This!" I cried in response, not hearing him properly.

"Who do you need?" He asked again, grinning away. That time I heard him perfectly.

"You! I need you! I need nopony but you! Oh goddesses please, just... I need you!"

Pressing his hoof to the lips around my clit and rubbing it with skill while he slid his tongue in deeper than even before, I couldn't help but lock him in with my legs to ensure my pleasure.
Seconds later I felt the sweet shock of relief run up my spine and fill my head with overwhelming sensations, my juices splattering the insides of his mouth while my thighs gripped him so tightly I was scared I'd crush my lover.
But most of all, was the screaming. "Oh fuck! Crimson! I love you! Fu-u-u-u-u-u-ck!"

Feeling my whole body release any tension it held, Crimson swiftly made his way up to me, grin on his face as he swallowed my juices.
Laying down next to me with a huge grin, he brushed my mane with a hoof and spoke to me. "So, who do you want?"

"You." I answered with a quick kiss.

"Who do you need?"

"You." I answered with another kiss, this time longer.

And now with a grin on his face, he spoke once more. "Who do you love?"

This time I began the most passionate, slowest kiss we could manage. Our tongues twisting around one another for as long as we could manage before needing a breather. Slowly I looked at him and whispered into his ear as we snuggled up close under the warmth of the sun. "You. I love you."