Plan B-Part 2 [Clop]

Chris allowed himself to be dragged along by his weary marefriend as they entered into his dark bedroom. He felt tired from the lack of sleep he’d experienced the night before and was a bit confused at Lyra's strange behavior, but he couldn't help how aroused he felt. The act of being dragged into his bedroom by the hem of his shirt to perform sexual intercourse with his detainer was quite the turn-on.

Lyra weakly tugged on Chris’s shirt, directing him towards the side of the bed. Once they reached their desired destination, Lyra released the fabric from her mouth with a soft and exhausted pant.

Chris turned on the bedside lamp, illuminating the dark room with a soft, ambient light, making it easier to see. Lyra started to lightly nuzzle her head against his crotch while humming softly in content, causing Chris’s heart to beat a little faster in his chest. He could feel himself start to swell as she rubbed his sensitive member through the fabric of his mock jean pants.

He took off his white t-shirt, dropping it to the floor while Lyra continued to nuzzle his waist affectionately. He would’ve taken his belt and pants off as well, but he knew Lyra liked to do this part herself, so he waited patiently for her as he pinched one of her ears between his fingertips and gave it a nice firm rub.

Lyra purred softly, taking a moment to enjoy the light ear massage as she tilted her head into Chris’s crotch a little more. It felt wonderful to her, almost too good. She could feel herself nodding off as he pinched her a little tighter, rubbing deep into her ear. She took a few steps back, moving away from his enchanting touch, causing him to stop and let go.

She cooed softly in the back of her throat as she gazed upon his bare chest and abdomen, slowly letting her gaze drift lower to his dark blue jeans. It wasn’t hard to tell that he was already growing excited and the sight sent a warm shiver down her spine, helping her to wake up a little more.

The unicorn held her breath as she scrunched up her muzzle, concentrating what little remained of her magic on Chris’s belt buckle. Her horn sparked and flickered twice before she exhaled the breath she was holding, giving up on using her magic. “For buck... sake,” she panted in frustrated disappointment, taking a step forward.

She bit the edge of Chris’s leather belt, gripping it the best she could and gave it a light tug. She did all she could in her weakened state, but the leather wouldn’t come undone from the buckle. After a few more small tugs, she whimpered in defeat and let go. She looked up to Chris with a disheartened frown, pawing at his leg with her hoof, pleading for his help.

Chris frowned a little as he looked down into Lyra’s sad and expecting eyes. Seeing her struggle reminded him of how overworked she was at the moment. “Are you sure want to do this now? I can just give you a nice massage until you fall asleep, if you like,” he offered kindly with a loving and gentle tone.

Lyra whimpered helplessly, frowning a little more at his suggestion.“Please?” she begged with a shaky voice, keeping her saddened gaze fixed on him as she continued to paw at his leg.

Chris furrowed his brow a little more in confusion, not sure why Lyra was being so persistent about this. Sure, he wanted this as well, but she couldn’t possibly have the energy right now. She obviously wanted this no matter how tired she was and he wasn’t going to deny her any longer. “Okay, sweetie, but if you get too tired we can stop,” he stated, smiling softly as he complied with her request. He started to unbuckle his belt, pulling it off and letting it drop to the floor. He then unbuttoned his jeans, letting both his pants and boxers fall to his ankles, exposing himself completely to his lover.

Lyra smiled warmly before looking down at Chris’s member. He wasn't completely erect yet, but that was an easy fix. She got up on her hind legs and placed her forehooves on his chest for support, giving him a quick kiss on the lips. She gently pushed him back, guiding him to sit back on the bed.

Chris allowed himself to be directed, sitting back like she wanted. Lyra dropped her forelegs down, gently placing her hooves on top of his thighs while she nuzzled his furry cheek lovingly.

Chris leaned into her cheek as he ran his hands up and down her slightly sweaty forelegs and shoulders, rubbing them gently.

Lyra hummed in delight as he massaged her sides. She slowly pulled back, giving Chris a half-lidded and sensual gaze before slowly sitting back on her haunches, making it so that she was now at eye level with his waist.

Chris started to slowly spread his legs out for her, taking his hands off her as she dropped down.

Lyra wrapped both of her hooves over the top of Chris’s thighs, holding him open a little more for her so she could reach his still semi-hard length. The scent of his musk overwhelmed her, helping to excite her even more. She pressed her muzzle against his length, taking in a deep breath through her nose. She let his natural scent fill her senses before slowly exhaling in a soft, blissful moan.

Chris shivered slightly as Lyra peered up at him through heavy, lust-filled eyes. She lightly kissed the back of his hardening manhood, causing it to twitch. He moaned in approval at her touch, making her giggle tiredly.

She squeezed Chris’s thighs firmly with her hooves, opening her mouth slightly. She pressed her soft, broad tongue on the underside of his length and began to slowly lick upwards, savoring his salty flavor that she loved so much.

Chris let out a soft moan as Lyra continued to caress him with her broad, slick muscle. He gently grabbed her horn with his hand, giving it a firm squeeze and began to rub little circles on the side of the tip with his smooth thumb, causing her to gasp in surprise.

Lyra froze in the middle of a long lick as she moaned loudly in relief. Chris’s smooth but firm hand felt amazing on her aching, overused horn. “Ooohh, Chris… that feels... s-sooo, good right now,” she cooed softly, letting her muzzle rest just above his fleshy orbs as her eyes started to slowly roll in the back of her head.

Chris chuckled a little at her reaction. “Well, it seems like you used a lot of magic helping Twilight today. I’m sure your horn is aching by now,” he stated as he started to slowly but firmly stroke her horn up and down.

Lyra groaned loudly in pleasure as her tired eyes started to shut on their own. Chris’s hands seemed to soothe away all the aching pain within her horn, replacing it with a blissful relief. “O-o-oh, s-sweet Celestia,” she moaned softly as she tilted her horn into his hand a little more, completely forgetting what she was doing.

Her eyes shut completely as she laid her head down against Chris’s thigh. Her breathing started to become more constant and steady and her grip around his thighs began to weaken as his ministrations tightened and increased in speed.

Lyra could feel herself slipping into the dreamscape as Chris kept up his wonderful assault on her sore appendage with those magical hands of his. Everything started to go dark as her thoughts were replaced with the overwhelming sensation of her aching horn being kneaded into submission. She started to dream about Chris and Bon Bon together in the cabin as they― “No!” she shouted suddenly, jerking her head up once she realized she was falling asleep, causing Chris to let go of her horn.

Chris frowned sadly at her. “Honey, just let yourself sleep. You need your rest,” he pleaded with her.

Lyra quickly shook her head to help herself wake up. “N-no, I want this,” she responded tiredly. She looked between Chris’s legs and saw that he was now at full-mast and throbbing, begging for her attention.

She smiled weakly as she picked herself up, standing on her hind legs again. She leaned on the bed for support as she pushed Chris down with her hoof, gently guiding him to lay on his back.

Chris laid back at Lyra’s implied command, while she slowly got up onto the bed. He watched intently as she positioned herself until she was standing directly above him, aligning her hips with his.

Lyra let out an exhausted giggle as she peered down at her lover through heavy eyelids. “Just... enjoy the ride... big guy,” she cooed tiredly between her soft panting as she lowered her hips and started to straddle him. She slowly ground her wet, pliable marehood up and down on his stiff length, pinning him to his lower abdomen as she did so.

Chris moaned in pleasure, slightly pushing his hips up into Lyra's slow and steady rocking motions. She coated his entire length in her slick lubricant, making it even easier for her to glide along him. His hands quickly grasped the back of her flanks, holding her steady as she continued to slowly rock her hips back and forth on top of him.

Lyra let her eyelids close a little as she cooed in content, enjoying the feeling of Chris's hot and hard length running between her folds. She gasped suddenly as her sensitive clit ran over his tip, sending a small jolt of ecstasy through her spine, waking her up a little more. Her legs started to tremble as she rocked, causing her to stop her movements. She was losing her strength and had to hurry before she collapsed completely.

Lyra lifted herself on shaky legs, reaching back between their bodies with her hoof, using it to help prop Chris’s now soaked member up. She tried desperately to direct him to her winking entrance, but she was having a difficult time moving him into position with one hoof. She looked down between her legs, trying to see what she was doing. “C-Come... on...” she whimpered helplessly between her heavy panting. Her legs started to ache from holding herself up after all the running around she had done looking for Bon Bon. Normally she might have used her magic to do this part, but that wasn't an option at this point.

Without saying a word, Chris reached his hand down between them and gently pushed Lyra’s hoof aside. She watched as he held himself up for her. He lined his tip up with her entrance, parting her nether lips with his member, causing Lyra to coo in relieved delight. She wasted no time in letting her hips fall ever so slightly, taking his smooth, round crown into her eager depths.

Chris grunted in pleasure as Lyra slowly lowered herself onto his large, throbbing manhood. She cooed softly as his hard length started to spread her delicate walls apart. She could feel her legs starting to weaken, but before she could adjust or do anything, her muscles gave out, causing her to fall and spear herself on top of him, suddenly hilting him inside her.

Lyra yelped in surprise as his thick and long member filled her completely. His tip kissed her deepest barrier, causing her tight, rippling walls to convulse and clench around him in reflex. She whimpered helplessly as her love tunnel tried desperately to adjust to the sudden intruder, causing her hind legs to shake and jerk.

“A-are you alright?” Chris asked in concern, rubbing her trembling thighs.

Lyra panted heavily, keeping her head down and her eyes shut tightly as her whole body shuddered above him. “Y-yeah,” she answered weakly. “I just... wasn't ready,” she panted as her legs began to steady. “Just... give me a second.”

Chris started to massage and rub her flanks where her cutie marks were, helping her to adjust to him. She could feel her walls slowly starting to relax around his thick member.

After a short while, Lyra took a deep breath, opening her eyes to peer down at Chris. “O-okay,” she breathed, as she started to slowly lift herself up, then proceeded to lightly bounce on Chris’s hard length. She moved up a few inches then relaxed her aching muscles, letting gravity guide her back down until her hips collided with his.

Lyra’s legs started to tremble every time she went to pick herself up, which Chris seemed to notice. He tightened his hold on Lyra’s hips, causing her to stop her slow bouncing completely. She opened her tired eyes a little wider, giving him a worried look. “W-what’s w-wrong?” she asked in a weak voice. Before she could protest more, Chris rolled himself over, taking her with him and causing her to squeak in surprise. He gently placed her down on her back before pulling himself out of her depths.

Lyra whimpered helplessly as she felt Chris’s thick and throbbing warmth leave her body completely, much to her dismay, but she was too weak to do anything about it. It seemed like he wanted to stop and make her sleep again. “N-no, Chris, please... I-I’m not… tired. I just―,”

Chris silenced her by pressing his lips against hers, kissing her softly before leaning back a little, giving her a calm and loving gaze. “It’s okay. I know you’ve had a long day. Just let me take over,” he reassured her sweetly, slowly smoothing his hand down her sweaty coat and across her barrel.

Lyra smiled up at him with tired eyes. She weakly nodded her head in agreement and waited for him to continue their love making.

She watched as Chris pushed himself up and grabbed the closest pillow he could reach. He placed it under her flanks, helping to raise her hips up a little more. Once the pillow was in place, he pulled her towards him so that her hind legs were hanging off the side of the bed. “Comfortable?” he asked with a sweet and loving tone.

“Uh-huh,” Lyra answered weakly, nodding her head a few times and letting her eyes shut just a little.

Lyra peered at Chris through half-lidded eyes as he ran his hands over her slightly damp chest and abdomen, slowly making his way to her teats. He let his hand linger there, cupping both of her mounds and giving them a firm but comfortable squeeze, causing her to moan softly in response. He let go of her soft breasts, letting his hands lightly glide up and down her inner thighs, spreading her legs out a little more for him.

Lyra was enjoying all the extra attention he was giving her, but she was struggling to keep her eyes open. “C-Chris…” she pleaded softly with a quiet moan.

Complying with her implied request, Chris stepped closer to the bed, using his hand to direct his throbbing manhood into her winking entrance. He easily parted her glistening folds with his tip before slowly pushing his hips forward.

Lyra cried out in pleasure as his hard length penetrated her again. He felt so much better in this position with her hips propped up. She could feel everything about him as he slowly sank deeper. His smooth, rounded tip hit all the right spots, making her body shiver in delight. “Y-yesss,” she hissed in content as she lazily rolled her hips into him.

Chris reached his hands out, lightly rubbing Lyra’s chest, causing her to groan in approval. She weakly wrapped her hooves around his forearms as his hands gently kneaded her soft and wet coat. He started to pull himself out of her marehood only to push back into her, building a smooth and steady rhythm, which she was enjoying immensely.

He started to move his hands up her forelegs, grasping her hooves tightly. He brought them up to his lips, giving them both a gentle squeeze and a tender kiss on their soft undersides while he pumped in and out of her. He slowly licked her clean and well maintained frog on each hoof, causing her body to shudder. His firm and slick tongue felt incredible on her sore hooves. It tickled, but in the best way possible.

After leaving a few more gentle kisses on Lyra’s hooves, Chris released his grip, letting them drop down to her chest. He leaned down, placing his hands on the bed for support as he thrust all the way inside her, letting their hips press up against each other as he kissed her on the lips deeply.

Lyra groaned loudly into Chris’s lips, loving the feeling of being filled completely. She wrapped her forelegs around his chest and held him tightly as she opened her mouth, sliding her tongue into his. He gladly welcomed her tongue with his own, letting her explore his mouth while he caressed her wet muscle with his own. He started to move his hips again, causing her to moan even louder into his mouth as their kiss lingered.

Chris started to pick up speed, causing Lyra to pull her head back, breaking their kiss as her breathing became more drawn-out and heavy.

Lyra looked up to her lover, smiling warmly as he kept his steady pace, pushing in and out of her. She truly was a lucky mare to have such a loving stallion in her life. It was hard to picture her future without him… or without Bon Bon for that matter.

She knew her plan to get them together was wrong, but it was the only way. Bon Bon was perfect for Chris and Chris was perfect for Bon Bon. They would make each other so happy, if only her friend would give him the chance, but she would see for herself what a wonderful stallion he was in the cabin.

Lyra could feel tears start to build up in her eyes as she thought more about her lover and what she was about to put him through. He wasn’t going to like it, but she hoped he would forgive her in time. Even if he ended up hating her, she would still love him, but she didn’t think it would come to that… but if it did.

Lyra peered up at her lover with teary eyes, causing him to give her a worried look. “I-I… I love you... I love you... so much,” she stated in a weak, doleful tone between her steady panting.

Chris frowned a little more in confusion, but he kept his steady rhythm going. “I love you too, Lyra,” he whispered lovingly with a gentle smile.

Lyra smiled up at him and nodded her head, sniffling a little between her panting. “I-I’ll… I’ll always… love you… no matter what... happens,” she added in a soft and saddened whimper between her heavy breathing.

“And I’ll always love you, Lyra, no matter what happens,” Chris reassured her lovingly.

Lyra smiled up at him blinking away her tears, leaning up to nuzzle his furry cheek, holding him tightly. She could feel her walls start to convulse and tighten around him as a pressure began to build within her, signaling her impending release. She pressed her cheek against his a little harder. “C-Chris…” she whispered lovingly into his ear. “I’m close…”

Hearing this made Chris lean back, causing Lyra to let go of him and fall back onto the bed. He grabbed one of her hind legs and lifted it up, letting her hoof rest on his shoulder. He repositioned himself a little, getting ready to bring her to climax. “Cum for me, Lyra,” he demanded as he sank deeper into her aching marehood.

Lyra gasped in surprise, then moaned loudly in delight. Her inner walls squeezed and clenched around him as she weakly arched her back, pushing her hips forward ever so slightly, trying to force more of him into her.

Her breathing started to become louder and more constant as Chris started to firmly hump into her. He would slide back until only his tip remained, just so he could shove his amazingly hard length all the way back inside her, causing her to moan loudly.

Chris groaned with delight every time his tip kissed her deepest barrier, causing Lyra’s love tunnel to clench around him. Her own liquids made it easy for him to slide in and out of her, helping him to keep a fast and steady rhythm even with the powerful resistance of her tight marehood.

He squeezed the leg draped over his shoulder a little tighter as he moved his other hand to her throbbing clit. He pressed his thumb down on her delicate nub, kneading it in with firm circular motions, causing her to scream her approval to the ceiling. “Let yourself go, my love,” he demanded as he thrust into her at a faster pace, spreading her to the root each time.

Lyra propped herself up with an elbow, fighting the tiredness and overwhelming waves of pleasure being pumped into her delicate marehood as she reached her hoof out. She panted heavily between her helpless cries of pleasure as she limply petted Chris’s chest and abdomen. “C-C-Chris―AHHH!,” she cried as his member repetitively hit her most tender spots, deep within her.

Chris didn’t let up. He started to pick up speed, slamming himself into her fully as her walls squeezed around him ever tighter, trying to coax him deeper inside her.

Lyra kept trying to paw at Chris’s chest limply as her vision started to blur and her mind started to blank from the onslaught of blissful pleasure of her clit being kneaded firmly and her soft inner walls being filled to the brim over and over again. She felt like she was going to explode and there was absolutely nothing that could stop it. Her horn started to spark every once and a while as her climax started to surface. “C-Ch-Chris!” she managed to stutter out loudly between her fast panting. “C-cum with meeee!” she cried.

“Let me see you cum, Lyra. Let yourself go for me,” Chris ordered in a deep and loving voice as he thrust harder into her tight, suckling marehood. He gave her one final but powerful thrust as he pressed harder into her clit, sending her over the edge.

Lyra clenched her eyes shut as she slammed her back against the bed’s soft comforter, stretching her forelegs out, arching her back high into the air. “I LOVE YOOOOOOOU!” she cried out at the top of her lungs as she came hard, splashing Chris’s lower abdomen and thighs with her warm essence, coating his skin in her liquids as her marehood convulsed and squeezed around his hard length.

Her horn flashed briefly and flickered into nothing as her climax peaked. She could feel her consciousness leave her as her mind started to blank. She fought to stay awake, but it was pointless. Her walls continued to twitch and spasm, trying desperately to milk Chris’s member as she came down from her explosive euphoria, slowly drifting into the dreamscape.

Chris let go of her hind leg that he was still grasping, letting it retract to her body. Her whole body fell limp and her head tilted to the side as she finally passed out.

He watched Lyra’s chest rapidly rise and fall as her sleeping body tried desperately to fill her lungs with much needed oxygen. He stayed hilted inside her for a moment, feeling her insides twitch and convulse around him as her orgasm lingered. He wanted to keep going, but with Lyra passed out like she was, it just wouldn’t feel right.

Reluctantly, he started to pull himself out. Even though Lyra was passed out, Chris could feel her walls constrict around him as if she was trying to keep him inside her. His member slipped out of her tight, velvety entrance with a faintly audible, wet popping sound, making him shudder as his wet member hit the cold night air.

Chris gently picked Lyra up and shifted her so she was laying on her side in her usual spot on the bed. He pulled the covers up and laid them over her, making sure her head was resting on her favorite pillow before taking a few steps back and gazing down at her sleeping form. She was still breathing pretty hard, but she was sound asleep with a slight smile on her lips.

Not wanting to fall asleep with a raging hard on, Chris made his way to the bathroom, utilizing Lyra’s generous amount of natural lubricant to help finish himself off. It didn’t take long with the mental image of her explosive climax and the minty, musky scent that filled the room.

Chris returned from the bathroom after cleaning up to see Lyra still passed out in his bed and her breathing had returned to normal. As he got a little closer he noticed her smile had faded into a thin line, and her brow was furrowed.

He took a moment to gaze at her, thinking about what she had said earlier. It wasn’t what she said that bothered him, it was how she said it. She sounded so sad when she said ‘I love you’ and it was even stranger that she would say that no matter what happened she would still love him. What did she think was going to happen?

Lyra was a strange pony sometimes. It was a quality that he really loved about her, but the way she said those three little words just gave him a funny feeling. He would have to ask her if she was okay in the morning.

Chris sighed to himself as he thought about cleaning up the wet mess that was now on his bedroom floor, as well as go out and try to save some of that vegetable stew he’d made, but he was so exhausted. He figured he would clean his carpet in the morning and just let the stew go bad and throw it out.

With an exhausted sigh, Chris climbed into the bed and laid down next to his passed-out lover. He wrapped his arms around Lyra’s chest and pulled her into him. As soon as he did, she placed a hoof on his arm and held him firmly in place.

Chris propped himself up a bit to see if Lyra had woken up, but she was still sleeping. He noticed her brow was furrowed and her lips had turned into a small frown. Her eyes were screwed shut and every once and a while her eyebrows would twitch. It seemed like she was having a nightmare.

He was about to lean in to kiss Lyra on the cheek, but stopped when he heard her mutter something. “B-Bonny…” she whimpered quietly.

Chris paused for a moment to see if she would say anything else.

“C-Chris… forgive me…”

Chris raised his eyebrow. She was dreaming about him and Bon Bon, but why would he need to forgive her?

“Don’t... leave me…”

Chris sighed and shook his head. Lyra was obviously still stressed out about everything that happened between them and Bon Bon. That could be why she was saying all those things in such a sad tone. She must think he would leave for some reason. “Silly pony. I'd never leave you,” Chris whispered into her ear, giving her a gentle kiss on the her cheek.

Lyra’s grip on Chris’s arm seemed to relax at his words, making him smile to himself. He snuggled up nice and close to his lover, laying his head on top of her messy mane as he shut his heavy eyes.

“Good night, my love. When we get back from our vacation, I promise to make this right,” he whispered sweetly as he entered into the dream world.

Author's Notes:

Hey doods!

Sorry this took so long... I always think that the clop parts are going to be the easiest to do, but I'm always so terribly wrong... Clop is hard to write!!!

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