Jason hardly let Dash inside the house before be grabbed her around he waist and hoisted her onto his back, trotting up the stairs as if she weighed nothing. Without a word he rolled her onto the bed, laying next to her as he leaned over to kiss her gently. He put a hoof behind her head and another around he lower back, pulling them together with an energy that Jason didn't usually seem to possess.

"Why all the excitement, big guy?" She asked, pushing her forehead against his as she looked into his eyes. "Isn't that my job?"

"You died, Dash." Jason said, sighing. "I know I still had Scoots and friends, but I was so lonely all the time, and all the signals I usually got from you were gone without a trace."

"Is this the part where you say you missed sex?"

"No, I never really thought much about it. I mean, not the physical part, anyway. I love being with you, that feeling of closeness and love that seems so surreal. That's what I missed about sex, I guess."

"Well then, what are we waiting for?" She asked, before she leaned up to kiss at Jason again.

"Dash, at least let me do the first round my way, okay?"

"Fine. It's not like its ever bad with you." She paused. "But don't make this the time where you start."

"But no pressure." He replied sarcastically.

"Like you have anything to worry about." She cooed, shifting herself slightly. "So what's the plan here, are we-"

She was cut off as Jason pressed his lips to hers again, snaking a hoof between her thighs and brushing it against the inside of one. He felt the humidity forming there, keeping his touch gentle and slow as he moved a little further along her thigh. She tried to grind into his hoof, but every advance she made was met with a similar retreat. Dash voiced her annoyance, letting out an agitated moan into Jason's mouth.

He only chuckled in response, his member slowly expanding and rubbing between the insides of her thighs in a way that infuriated her with how close her prize was. Jason wrapped his hooves around her back again, shifting her downwards. She reached back without prompting, carefully guiding his erection to the mouth of her tunnel. She clearly didn't need any foreplay at this point, but it made her a little excited to know that he wanted to get right into it.

She felt him probe her, making only slight pokes and thrusts as he adjusted her position, sticking his head past her shoulder as he gently ended up on top. "Don't worry, it'll be worth the wait." He whispered, something that she could've heard from a mile away with how quiet things were. "Just relax."

She loved the sound of his voice, the effect it had over her when he wanted it to. Dash couldn't stop herself from trying to thrust herself back anyway, prompting another quiet laugh from Jason as her legs bucked involuntarily and she let out a sound of annoyance. She was about to start yelling before he finished whatever adjustments he was making above her and pulled her gently down the bed, flush against his smooth chest as she shifted.

It was the smoothest penetration she'd ever felt, fully stuffing her in such a simple motion that she assumed was only the beginning. Jason stayed put for a few moments, shifting a hoof on her back so that it nudged part of her wings. Her breath caught and she moaned out her satisfaction, feeling him begin to retreat as his mouth met hers. Her marehood clenched and she watched with a slight smile as Jason twitched inside her. That made her being seem to flood with arousal; that he appeared to like this slow, deliberate lovemaking more than when they simply rutted.

Maybe she didn't seem like the one that would care, but she knew that this way he would rather take his time, spend a longer period intertwined with her. And she knew from some of the things he had done before that the ending only got better the longer she waited. Sometimes that was more of a pipe dream with her natural tendency to rush.

Jason pushed inside her again, pausing at his deepest to focus more on the battle with her tongue. Sex never felt more amazing than with her, ridges shifting against his sensitive length as Dash's insides twitched and clenched in an off tune rhythm, something he knew she was only partly responsible for.

But something was different about today. He knew that actually keeping his orgasm repressed was going to be tougher, especially with the bolts of pleasure that seemed so ready to take to him and fog his mind, urging him to go faster.

Dash felt Jason speed up just enough to make her passage begin to light up and almost burn with desire and expectancy. Dash looked up at Jason's head, laying above her on the bed as he slowly moved her against his chest, providing his own little movements and twitches that seemed to give the whole activity character, it's own level of unpredictability. He would change his angle ever so slightly as he moved forward, keeping her guessing on which part of her marehood would be the next to receive that tantalizing friction.

She clenched again, letting out a quiet coo that seemed to go well with Jason's tendency to keep quiet. She felt him flex inside her, a little precum oozing out against her walls. He simply continued, smile covering most of his face as he gently penetrated her again. Dash let out a breath, feeling her end start to approach as she caught a glimpse of Jason's soaked length, covered in her juices.

"You have such a perfect body." He murmured, sliding into her more quickly. "I don't know how I got anyone who was this pretty with a personality and intelligence."

She leaned over to kiss him, snaking her tongue into his mouth in a way that she hoped would mimic his gentility. But even their kiss was slow, making her only seem to heat up more. She just felt so loved, so in love with him as he continued to preform in just the way she wanted him to, and yet could not have vocalized as a demand. He moved his hips slightly and suddenly he was up against that one spot, grinding and making her let out a few moans that broke away from her attempts to be quiet.

It was that feeling, the feeling of fullness coupled with the rising motion of her orgasm, mounting and extending until that end that she could only hope became as great as the time she's taken to get there. Dash felt Jason shift yet again, his stomach grinding against her clit on one of his thrusts that made her eyes shoot open as a groan escaped into Jason's mouth.

Jason was in no better of a position, caught between his rather growing need to come and the want to be somewhat sober while Dash's played out. The way she looked when she was in so much pleasure, her back arched as she tried to squeeze him out of existence, well, it was really the best part.

Dash could feel the precum spreading on her walls, only adding to the heat that seemed to almost be about to make her melt from the inside out. She hugged Jason tightly, continuing the kiss as she began gently meeting his thrusts, trying to mimic his control to the best of her ability. Maybe this was what making love was all about, the lack of moans and updates on pleasure, the silence that only seemed to make her feel closer to the stallion she was gripping so tightly.

Her orgasm snuck up on her, spreading its warmth as it overtook her brain, clenching and squeezing around Jason's length inside her and almost feeling like she might try to pull it inside. She only let out a squeak, arching her neck as Jason slid a hoof under her side, lifting it slightly and lowering his head. A hoof found one of her wings, giving it a swift and somewhat rough couple of strokes, making her let out another few incoherent noises before his mouth wrapped around the leading edge and he bit down rather hard. That really sent her mind reeling, incoherent sentences leaving her mouth as she tried to tell him to never stop what he was doing. Just as she started to lose the haze of pleasure a quick thrust--the only one of the night so far--hit that spot again and she finally got out a broken yell, a sudden rush of juices finding its way around his length.

Jason's cock pulsed, leaving another dollop of pre inside her as he continued to lick over her wing and nip at it as she began to come down, her ragged breathing returning a more normal level as the pleasure evaporated. She could hardly begin to think after that, although the fact that Jason's warmth hadn't already infused her with that feeling of contentment was slightly irritating.

"You jerk." She mumbled, opening her eyes and putting up just a bit of resistance as he kissed her again. "I thought I told you when I wanted it."

"Shush, I'm getting there." He replied, shuddering as she pushed herself out from under him, an aftershock squeezing at his head as she pulled away.

"Fine, we're doing it my way then." She said, letting out a slight giggle as she bumped her forehead against his. "My eyes have that look yet?"

"Too much lust." Jason said with a grin. "But it's not without its charms."

"Well listen, I love doing things all face to face like that, but I'm going to put a little spin on this little procedure we have going here," She said, sliding her marehood against the tip of his length and feeling herself wink around it. "And I'm going to make sure round one ends with a bang." Dash continued in a tone that seemed to ooze off her lips, straddling Jason's waist and dick as she bent down towards his muzzle. "Don't think I don't know how to milk you dry whenever I want." She whispered into his ear.

She grinned as a rather sizable blob of pre dripped from the tool just underneath her heated sex, knowing by now that whenever she talked just the right kind of dirty, Jason could hardly stand it. It wreaked havoc with his careful timing, and she loved every moment. That a thought she said to him could have such an effect made her feel like some sort of sex goddess. Maybe she should just narrate the whole thing at that point. She felt like making things a little hard for him, no pun intended.

Dash moved upwards on Jason's body, making contact with his chest just after she ran out of stallionhood to tease. Jason squirmed, the wet presence on his chest surely arousing him more as he bit his lip, trying to keep himself under control. Dash eased back ever so slightly, feeling a prick of warmth as a droplet of pre managed to make the tiny jump to her opening. But she was getting tired of teasing him, and he had definitely given her a great orgasm by any right, so there wasn't too much of a reason to do this to him.

Jason's cock by now felt that it was going to actually explode in a mess across Dash's backside, and he tried easing her back, putting his hooves against her hips to try to get the sweet relief of that tunnel around his length. But Dash only giggled, gently knocking his hooves away as she dragged herself around in small circles. She arched her back, making her stomach flat against Jason as she finally eased back, carefully making his dick grind against the abundant moisture between her legs, gliding from her clit to the by now soaked tunnel. Dash changed her angle, slowing the sliding motion and making sure to put a little pressure against her labia, just awaiting the moment that it-

Dash let out a coo, hearing Jason let out a huge sigh of relief as well. "Don't come too fast, I'm running this show." Dash said with a smirk and a wink, lifting up her ass and immediately slapping it back down against his stomach as he gasped, his hips bucking and making her bounce slightly.

"Oh, where'd you learn how do do that?" He breathed, only receiving a toothy grin in response.

Dash knew she shouldn't tease Jason, but in a way she knew it would just contribute to making his final end just a little bit better. And besides that, it would be fun. "I started with a banana, Jason," She said, knowing that he was imagining what she'd said whether he'd wanted to or not. "But that didn't work too well, because as soon as I started to get a little excited I would just squish it to a pulp." Definite precum with that one, she mused as she leaned down closer. "I had to use a cucumber, and even then it didn't work."

"It- broke?" Jason stammered out, hissing as her hoof found one of his wings.

"No, I couldn't do it because I kept imagining it was you when it wasn't." She let confusion appear on his face, partially masking the grimace he'd had previously. "And you aren't always around to fuck me silly, now are you? But I like to think it was worth it, no matter how disappointing a stupid vegetable is, and how unsatisfied I was afterwards. You know why, Jason?"

"S-should I ask?"

"It's because now, after that practice, I finally have a huge, pulsing dick to work on. And somepony to mumble noises at me while I'm doing it." She finished, feeling his hooves make their way back to her hips as she began to ride him again, slowly at first. "I'm not the only one that can be reduced to a blubbering mess, you know." Dash hugged gently around his chest, bracing herself.

Dash liked the control about this, that the most Jason could do was rise up to meet her. That wasn't to say she fancied bondage, so much as she fancied the idea that she was the one controlling how fast he got somewhere. She tilted and his head ground against a spot inside her, making her eyes go crossed for just a moment. She bounced up a few inches too high and his length slid towards her back, finding another shelter between her cheeks as she eased back down.

"Practice?" Jason asked, with as much of a smirk as he could muster, although the shudder that ran through the middle of the word probably went to show how much his resolve had crumbled.

"I don't have any Jasons to practice on, I was just kinda doing the movements." She confessed, giving a slight giggle when she felt him pulse behind her, the non-dirty talk having an effect on him anyway.

"I think its got potential." Jason breathed out, watching her go flat against his stomach at the end of the sentence.

"Oh, I've hardly begun." She said, snaking a hoof back behind her to rub at his shaft. She only went up and down a few times, her hoof coming back soaked as she rose up to continue. "I can't exactly make claims and not fulfill them." Dash finished, putting her arms to Jason's shoulder blades and beginning to play with his wings as he reciprocated with one arm, still holding the other just above her tail. He let out a squeak as she reached back and held up his cock, making gentle contact with her flower. She left just the tip of him inside for a moment, before slamming down once again. Dash took a few more of what he assumed were practice strokes before she broke into a quick series of slightly toned down bounces.

She could hardly think straight anymore, where she was going with this becoming the only thing she could concentrate on besides the pleasure. Dash could tell how he felt well enough to know that he was itching for release, waiting her out and trying to be the one with the last say. It was much faster than usual after he'd brought her to an orgasm that he was on the brink of one himself, and it made her feel even more aroused that she could change his performance simply through what he thought about her actions. And with her absence and death, even if it was a memory, he could have probably gotten off only a few strokes if he had wanted to. She knew he didn't last long when they waited between sessions, but the fact that things lasted less time seemed to even out with how much seed he had to give her. With the last few days so barren, well, she could hardly wait.

But as her end approached and Jason started to shake against her slightly, she knew that he was about to finish at the exact right time. Dash leaned down to kiss him, holding the kiss as her breathing sped up and her stomach contracted hard, signaling the beginning of her orgasm. She felt her juices splatter onto his hips as he thrust upwards again to meet her, instilling her with a wave of pleasure that seemed so slow to arrive and yet so completely bountiful. Dash held back a moan, sitting up straight and placing her hooves against his chest for balance as she continued to move up and down in time with Jason's increasingly common throbbing. She looked up towards the ceiling, a goofy smile appearing with a corresponding moan.

Jason felt himself spasm, her suddenly oh so tight cunt pulling at him, trying to suck away his cum just like Dash had said she would from the beginning. She spasmed and shifted her angle, putting stress on the sides of his member as she guided herself back down. The way she had shifted had only made their contact more visible, a sudden clench finally throwing him over the edge.

The first shot hit Dash deep, oozing over her insides as she absentmindedly sent a hoof to rub at one of Jason's splayed wings, pulling his head up to meet hers halfway as she began whispering in her ear, some of her mind beginning to return.

"Come on, I want it all." she whispered, the continued twitching and groaning from Jason only accentuating the fact that he'd heard her. "All of your seed, filling me up, leaking out around your cock..." she continued breathlessly, hardly aware of the words she was saying herself.

Another spurt, even larger than the last hit her as Jason groaned, beginning to wrap his hooves around her back. Dash still hadn't really begun to come down from her orgasm, although somewhere in the back of her mind she was still making sure to nurse Jason's along, making sure her statement lived up to all it promised.

Jason was sent reeling, the most time he had spent without Dash quickly solidifying into the pleasures of one hell of a welcome back present. He let out a groan that easily became louder than any other noise they'd made so far, blowing another spurt inside her as the tingling pleasure seemed to spread even more. His wings seemed to heat up, buzzing excitedly against the covers as another wave of semen liberated itself. Jason looked down his chest at the connection they shared, his mind going fuzzy as a small amount of his seed slid back down his shaft, followed by a slightly larger second wave as semen actually seemed to run out of space inside of Dash.

Dash's small dips began to slow even further as she too started to see his seed seep out of her, some of it flowing down her thigh. She leaned down and kissed Jason, his eyes still focused elsewhere until she blocked his view. She felt him pulsate one last time, before he let his head fall backwards in a look of complete bliss.

"So, milked dry?" She said in a husky voice, her tone cracking slightly from exertion and the pleasure that had wracked her mind…twice.

Jason didn't respond for a while, his breathing fast and labored. "I thought that kind of stuff only happened in porn." He whispered, hips giving a small thrust as she rolled them to the side and kissed him on the nose. "That was literally the hottest thing I've ever seen in my life."

"Yeah, I'm pretty sure practice payed off there." She replied, feeling his dick start to slacken inside her. Dash pulled off and flipped over onto her stomach, trying to keep what she was sure was way more semen than she'd ever had before inside her marehood.

"You really are an amazing mare." Jason said, putting a hoof to her cheek.

"Hey, I have an amazing stallion to go along with, what can I say?" She paused. "You think you have one more in you?"

"I think I can have another orgasm tonight, I don't think I can really do that much again." He murmured, pointing towards her folds.

"Oh, you'll have plenty to give if I want it, there's no debating that one." She said, getting up and going into the bathroom as a shower started. Jason propped himself up on his elbows and frowned. The mare walked back out, a bit of semen dripping visibly down the side of one of her legs. "I'll be quick, don't worry." She said, disappearing as Jason let himself fall backwards. The next few minutes passed in a haze, his mind beginning to filter back together as it filled with thoughts of Dash and what they had just done. He vaguely heard the shower go off, not moving from his spot on the bed until he heard a giggle.

Jason sat up, expecting it to be Scoots for some reason before Dash grinned at him, pointing at his erect length as she toweled off her wet mane. "Ready again? You sure there isn't another mare running around here?" She asked. "Getting this excited by your thoughts alone, huh?"

"Hey, I've got a vivid imagination."

"Oh yeah?" Dash inquired, walking over to the bed as she wiggled her hips. "Well how about I give you something new to fantasize about when I'm not around?" She asked, a hint of nervousness getting into her voice despite her attempts to act confident. Jason was just about to ask about it before Dash pushed her mouth onto his length, bobbing her head like mad and making Jason completely forget what he was going to ask.

Dash slowed down after a few strokes, some drool leaking past her lips as she made the experience more sensual, pushing herself downwards until her nose met his pelvis. Just as soon as she did that she popped all the way back off, grinning that same nervous grin at him.

"So, what's this… new thing?" Jason panted, sitting up to give her a reassuring kiss, whatever it was. Dash stumbled over her words for a moment before she simply got up and turned around, flagging her tail. Jason gestured between him and her a couple times and she nodded. He shrugged, slowly mounting her as he placed kisses down her side and along her neck. His tip bumped her clit and she jumped, cooing into the open air.

"How do you want it? Fast and hard?" He asked, watching her try to decide.

"Just put it in and I'll see how it feels." She replied, Jason's expression becoming confused. Whatever, sometimes Dash didn't know everything about sex. Or maybe he was the naive one, he wasn't sure.

"Everything okay?"

"Yeah, just a little nervous."

"Okay..." He said, pushing against her marehood gently and letting out a hiss of air as he entered.

Dash moaned, but let out an annoyed huff of air. "I- stop, Jason."

"Huh?"

"I want to try- well, you know-" He pulled out and took a few steps back, staring at her. Her face was completely red, and she covered part of it with her hoof. "I kinda want to try anal." She continued, as if he was supposed to know what was going on inside her head.

"Well why didn't you just say so?" He asked.

"I thought that it was obvious, Jason!" she yelled back, her passage clenching around his length as some of their mixed juices from before dripped out and ran down Dash's thigh. "I took a shower, got all cleaned out, and then lubed myself up for this."

"Oh. You forgot to tell me any of that." Jason replied, reaching out a hoof to stroke at her mane.

"Yeah, sorry. I'm just a little nervous that it'll hurt. You ever done this before?"

"No." Jason replied. "You're really clean though?" To be honest he wasn't sure how much he wanted to try this either. The idea of possibly hurting Dash was probably up there, besides the fact that it seemed a little too dirty for his tastes. He shook his head, trying to clear his thoughts. If Dash wanted this, than it couldn't possibly be that hard for him to provide.

"Yup." She said, excitement mixing with more fear.

"Alright, then I guess I don't have any big problems with this." He said, lifting himself up and aiming. "You ready?"

"Yeah…wait." she reached to one side, handing him back a bottle of lube. "Just- put some on you, alright?"

"Where'd you buy-" He began, stopping as he saw the annoyed look on her face. Jason squeezed out a large dollop, smearing it all over his length quickly. He would be lying if he said he wasn't at least a little excited for this. "Alright, here goes." He said, placing his head against her tailhole and beginning to push.

"Urf." Dash mumbled, as Jason began to think that she was too tight to do this. She pushed backwards against him, her eyes closed in a look of either concentration or slight pain. Suddenly she seemed to relax and the slightly painful pressure he'd been using to push inside made him suddenly hilt inside of Dash's bowels.

"Ooh!" She yelled, Jason pulling in a huge breath to account for the sudden blast of pleasure that went straight to his brain. "Aah." She continued, shifting her hips uncomfortably. Dash felt him shift inside her, but it didn't really feel anything like it had before.

"How's it… feel?" Jason asked, finally starting to grasp how unbelievably tight Dash was.

"Not really bad, just uf- not that good." She paused. "How… about you?"

"Like the tightest thing in the world." He replied with a grunt, feeling her clench around him. "You- you want me to try moving?" Dash let out a few more grunts of discomfort, shaking her head slowly. A minute passed, and Jason felt himself start to go a little soft, despite their connection.

"Alright, go ahead." She said. "Slowly."

Jason gulped and gently put his hooves around her barrel, placing kisses on her neck as he moved.

"Ooh!" She cried out as he shifted, a pleasurable sound for a change. "Do more of that!"

Jason grinned, moving slightly out and then back inside. He never shifted more than an inch either way as he tried to get her to feel better in what they were doing. As if he had any experience. Dash let out a moan after a few, a drip falling from her pussy onto the floor with a soft plat noise. "Want me to try longer thrusts?" Jason asked quietly, leaning down to nuzzle into her mane.

"Y-yeah, I think I'm good. Just make sure that unless I tell you otherwise, we're rutting by the end of this." She replied, a husky chuckle ending the sentence as she peered back at him.

"Trust me, I'll make sure." Jason grinned, pulling himself back until the tip of his member was housed inside the tight ring of flesh just inside before diving back in, moving until he was hilted slowly. He repeated the process, making sure that Dash was still enjoying it every time he sped up. Five small increments later, she finally seemed to lose her resolve.

"God dammit, Jason, just rut me already!" She yelled, moaning as Jason did exactly that. She seemed to take to it immediately, pushing herself back onto him as if that would allow him to go deeper.

This felt so different from what they normally did; the feelings had all changed. Where there had been wetness and dick crushing clenches, now there was more tightness that seemed less varied. The ridges that Dash's marehood had were replaced by what felt more like a malleable, rather smooth sock.

Jason panted, feverishly thrusting into Dash by this point. He was having trouble controlling himself, unsure if the novelty of it all was why he felt like blowing his load already. It didn't help that the familiar clenches were still present as Dash pressed her rear end back against him. She was moaning under him like mad, his balls slapping against her labia and only increasing her pleasure. She felt like her insides were on fire in that same way, the bursts of pleasure zipping up her spine. Yet this felt so foreign, in such a different environment that made her feel so dirty. But she loved every moment of it.

She moaned as Jason put a hoof around her leg, rubbing against her marehood and making the pleasure seem to extend onto a whole new level. And yet, there was something about it that she didn't want him to do. Dash snaked a hoof back, batting away Jason's from her nether lips before she completely let her forelegs buckle, allowing her cheek to hit the ground. For some stupid reason, she wanted to see if she could come from what he was doing already, and see if that felt any different from a normal orgasm. That may have been the main motive she'd used to push this, after she'd heard that it could actually be pleasurable. She'd always kinda assumed that it was good for the guy, and that was about it, but that idea was so… false. "Mmmrm" So false.

Dash felt like a mare in heat, exposing herself this way, though she couldn't seem to find a fuck to give (no pun intended). With Jason behind her, this pleasure snaking through her being, it just felt so right. She realized that he probably wanted an explanation for her batting his hoof like that, seeing as he'd continued to stroke along her inner thighs. She met his eyes as she looked backwards, trying to make sure a lot of her weight was still on her fore hooves.

"I… wanna see if you can get me off from just this- Ooh! wow."

"Heh, is that- grh- supposed to be a challenge?" He asked, not putting in much of an effort to smile. Jason seemed to be having enough trouble trying not to come. As if she couldn't feel all of the twitching and hear the muffled but telltale grunts.

"If it'll-" Her thoughts scattered for a moment, eyes going wide as she let out a loud, drawn out moan. "Fuck, that's so good..." she mumbled into the floor, her cheek squishing every second as she was pushed forward.

Jason thrust forwards and held his position for a moment, grunting before he began to draw out slowly, moving his hooves to get into a better position. Halfway through one of Dash's meager fore leg supports crumpled under her neck and Jason let out a yelp of surprise before he joined her on the floor in a spooning position with a quiet thud. She felt a little guilty even through the pleasure, and turned to say something just as his lips met hers again.

Jason restarted his movements, keeping them slower and without quite the same amount of movement as before. It pushed away the inferno that had seemed to be there a second ago, replacing it with a nice warmth. A hoof slipped around her tummy, pulling her gently against Jason and keeping her steady.

"You know-" Jason began, cutting himself off with a grunt as he twitched sharply inside her. "It's really tough to last a long time with you."

Dash twisted her back around, putting a hoof around Jason's neck and pulling him over her shoulder. She kinda liked the mounting position on the floor, it made it a lot easier for her to have access to Jason. She definitely didn't wait to use that privilege, and brought him down to her lips again, a rush of air escaping her mouth in a pant as she did. That was probably a good enough response. Or maybe not, but it wasn't as if she didn't know it was true.

The kiss broke and Dash contained a slight smile, clenching around him as best she could. One thing she liked about this was that it seemed a hell of a lot more under control. He grunted and squirmed a little, holding himself in place as she repeated the act. "That feel good?" She asked, pushing back against him impatiently to try to regain her slowly ebbing arousal. She felt herself wink, a few drops of her juices running across a leg and into the floor. Jason seemed to take notice and traced the stream from its endpoint, carefully grinding a hoof into her marehood despite her previous attempts to keep him away.

A burst of pleasure shot through her almost immediately, and she felt herself clench down hard, a loud moan leaving her lips. She had to fight back the urge to come right there, taking a few breaths as she pushed him out of the way once again. In all their time with sex, she'd never gotten that much pleasure from a simple touch. It was almost as if the lack of direct pleasuring had almost made her pussy more sensitive.

Without another thought Dash pulled Jason's head back to hers, placing her muzzle right up against his ear. Jason gave a little shiver of excitement as his cock twitched, spurting out a little pre that only served to make her tense up again.

"I want you to turn me over, the way we were before, and shove that dick of yours into me harder than you ever have." She whispered, feeling him tense a little in preparation. "And when I come, I want you to just keep rutting me, and enjoy the sight of a orgasming mare writhing on that marvelous tool you have. Don't think I don't know, by the way, that you'll still have something in there to fill me with. I may have taken a lot, but it's better when it's fresh, an-" Jason picked her up and she let out a squeal of delight, immediately planting her forehooves back on the ground alongside her cheek.

"What's taking so-" A thrust blew the words out of her mind, as an arm snaked under her neck and Jason tugged against her mane. He was done being gentle with her by now, some of his own needs seeping in alongside her own. Maybe she'd gone a little too far with the dirty talk, but being over-the-top just seemed to push him along further. Jason pushed against her hard, thrusting in an extra bit that made her gasp, and caused her to push back with the same ferocity. She want- she fucking needed this, and her body had definitely gone along with the idea. But at the moment, all she could think about was how stuffed she felt with him sheathed inside her like he was.

Jason began without warning, throwing his other arm under her chest for leverage as he began a rhythm of thrusts that he knew he couldn't keep up. Dash moaned, her eyes shut tightly as Jason looked down at her flushed face. With every thrust she was getting tighter, and he felt like he was going to just break as soon as things finally released. Jason changed his angle and his balls slapped against Dash's cooter, one of her eyes cracking open to look back at him. Her mouth moved, but no words came out, only gibberish woven through expressions of pleasure.

A tremor washed through her backside as she let out a grunt, like she wasn't expecting the pleasure to come. The cloud floor helped muffle her moans, which quickly became broken and interspersed with gasps. Her pussy clenched at nothing, making a quiet squelching noise that she could somehow make out around everything else. Dash couldn't think of anything besides the heat of her rear and the pleasure that seemed to electrify her entire being. More weight suddenly fell on her forehooves as she realized that her rear hooves had slipped out from under herself, and that Jason had hardly seemed to care.

She was graced with a view, the hottest of which she had ever seen so far. The way Jason had transferred her weight all of the sudden had put her more upside-down, and with the way her neck was bent around she could see every movement of that length against her backside. Not that she could be bothered to think much about it, or the fact that her legs were still shaking like she was freezing to death.

Her eyes focused on her pussy, and the drips of white she could see clearly among the clenching and her own juices, as a drip fell from her mare hood. It moved in what seemed like slow motion as another wave of pleasure washed through her. Jason pushed into her again, going just out of her view before he pulled back out and her flesh dragged back with him. Her back tightened and she voiced another broken moan, unsure if the second wave was from the visuals or from the hoof on her wing.

Audio started to filter back in, just as Jason found that he was rapidly approaching his climax. His dick pulsed and swelled, Dash's nerves rejoicing with even more signals of pleasure. He didn't slow his pace, still pounding against her as she awaited the finale with a pleasure-muddled mind. She had needed that last part, but she found she really wanted this. Yet as Jason pulsed the first time, she felt a pang of disappointment as something only a little larger than a bit of pre entered her.

"Not- done yet-" Jason murmured, as he seemed to explode inside her, his engorged length stretching her out as he emptied everything he had left into the mare with a groan of pleasure. His mouth opened into a silent yell as he pushed the side of his muzzle into her wing, hard, with an occasional jerk of his neck making the sensitive tissue light up with pleasure. Most of his seed had been in the first load, but Dash didn't particularly care. Her legs touched back down on the ground, her brain awake enough by now to hold Jason up as he panted and groaned, little twitches going through his legs. He'd completely spent himself, no doubt about that.

"I-" Dash began, trying to catch her breath. "I think that lived up to expectations."

"Mrf." Jason responded, putting a forehoof to the ground and pushing himself up. "I'm gunna go take a shower." He mumbled, pulling her head to his and giving her a quick kiss. "Love you."

"Mind if I join you in there?" She asked with a giggle, and he turned to shoot her a tired smirk.

"How about I clean myself off first, then you can join me."

"Isn't that counterproductive?"

Jason blinked. "I hate how you can stay awake after this stuff. Must be because I do all the hard work." He said with a chuckle, pushing the bathroom door shut behind himself as the sounds of running water appeared a moment later.

Dash laid down on their bed, spreading her legs and slowly sliding a hoof between them. Her backside felt warm, but not in the same way. She pushed one side of her lower lips aside, watching a drop of Jason's cum ooze out. In a way, she knew that she should feel somewhat slutty after these things. She acted fairly deprived, and was probably a bit more vocal than she should be. But she wasn't insatiable by any means, and she didn't do this for the pleasure. She liked the closeness and the meaning, no matter how she seemed to act. It wasn't her fault that Jason made it so good.

But she just felt like there was something else she wanted to do. It only took her a moment before it struck her. And she could get in that surprise from before, too.

Dash entered the bathroom quietly, gently pushing the shower curtain aside to see that Jason had promptly fallen asleep, leaning up against the wall in the warm water. And for some reason he was in pony form as Alternis. The mare shook her head and got straight to work, grabbing a bar of soap and pressing it against his chest. She sat down next to him, already soaked, and pulled him over to lean against her instead of the wall. Then she started on his wings, mashing the bar of soap against the feathers, watching as they quickly spread to their full span and Jason's head moved.

The blue mare peered over his shoulder, grinning tiredly as his length began to emerge once more. She hardly had trouble keeping herself from diving on it, she was no whore after all, and that was out of her zone of things she would ever do, considering where it'd been. Dash simply re-tasked the bar of soap, rubbing it down one side of his length and then up the other. She rubbed a little into her fur and carefully caressed the tip, knowing that Jason had woken up by now.

"Dash, come on, I'm tired." He mumbled, his voice low. "I don't have the energy."

"Oh, don't worry." She cooed with a grin. "I'll do all the work." She knew anything more with her down there was out of the question by now anyway, she didn't want to wake up more sore than she already would be. Or, at least, she didn't want to broadcast the fact that she had had sex more than she did with the usual innuendo. "So, how come you're Alternis?"

"I kinda like the feeling of wet fur when it's not cold." He replied, looking like he was about to doze off despite the pleasuring. Dash continued her massage for a few more minutes, making sure to keep things slow and teasing, but not to the extent that Jason would really get annoyed… past a certain extent. Jason shifted and the water washed the soap away, making him jump a little at the stimulation.

"So, why is it that we're always going after things that I want to do?" Dash asked, kissing against his neck. "What do you like?" She paused. "And you can skip the lovey-dovey junk, I want to know about what makes you feel good, because sometimes I feel a little guilty, you know? It's not much of a relationship if I'm all selfish."

Jason chuckled. "Like you're selfish." He replied. "You care about what happens to me after you get off, and you don't just let it happen either. You try to make it better. I love that."

Dash grinned, slipping her hooves around the head of his dick once again, to a quiet moan. "So what's it going to be?"

"I feel like if I gave away some of the stuff I'd like to try, that you'd look at me funny." Jason said with a chuckle. "And besides, your dirty talk was pretty telling. Having a shaking, moaning mare in my hooves that I pleasured is probably the best stimulant."

"How about once we're sure things have settled down, I give you… mostly free reign?"

"I- oh…" He let out a breath as Dash focused on his wings once again. "Fine, but you better not judge me."

"Oh yeah, because I'm so normal to begin with." Dash said, sliding out from behind him. "I've already done anal, and I've been fucked in every hole."

Jason paused. "But, you haven't-"

She only grinned, sliding a hoof from the bottom of Jason's length to the tip, before she slid from behind him and pressed her mouth over his dick in one fell swoop. It still had a slight taste of soap to it and she cringed. At least it was better than the alternative. She heard Jason grunt, placing his hooves on the back of her head to push her on ever so slightly.

Jason let his head rest against the wall, slowly slumping further down as she went on. Dash slid a hoof between her legs, toying with herself as she sucked hard, and Jason's eyes shot open with a gasp.

"Remember that surprise?" She asked, letting her tongue loll out for a second to trail around the edge of his tip. "I'm giving it to you a little late."

"Dash, you've- mrf -given me oral before."

"Yeah but-" She said, leaning down to suck at his tip again. "It's not just that." Dash pulled him up and he grudgingly obliged her. He stood still, waiting for her to explain herself. She didn't seem to want to give him any information, and quickly pushed herself between his forelegs to recover her access to his length. Her muzzle bumped into his balls, followed by a sharp inhale and a sigh. That slight musk smell had started to grow on her, so characteristic that she could smell it through remnants of soap. Her mouth enveloped him again a moment later, Jason's eyes quickly losing focus with a lack of anything exceedingly important to look at.

It was only when she pushed her back into his stomach that he began to realize what she wanted. She pushed herself to her full height, a move that was surely fatiguing given her previous efforts. But his fore hooves left the ground, quickly wrapping around Dash's hips instead. She was still on his cock, making little moans of impatience and pleasure.

Jason thrust forwards slightly, pulling back out as he let his eyes close. He wasn't becoming any less sleepy, but there probably wasn't a better activity. There were some aspects of this idea that he didn't like; it seemed degrading to Dash, for instance. But then again, Dash had been upfront with everything today, and he had to admit, he'd had fun with her schemes so far. And something about this felt so much nicer than he'd expected.

Dash, honestly, was beginning to grow a little bored. She had expected him to be more up-front about thrusts, but he was hardly moving. She stretched her neck out and sucked hard, hoping that the pleasure would wake him up.

"I-" he mumbled, groaning lightly. "How hard?"

Dash hummed impatiently, pulling a hoof from the ground to slap him on the flank. He jumped and forced his way a little farther, making her want to gag. She tried to swallow, but it only constricted harder on his length, and the thing gave a pulse, emptying a little pre into her stomach.

"Fine." Came a slightly louder murmur, though Jason still felt as if he was passed out on her back. His legs started to move, pushing him steadily deeper and deeper. Dash debated pulling away, but by now she knew that she could take him and not suffocate. Her nose sandwiched itself between his cock and his hips, little whiffs of musk seeping into her nostrils and arousing her more.

She was sure she was dripping, but whatever juices she was producing were just getting washed away by the water running off of Jason's body. It was slightly annoying, because she had thought she might be able to do this without getting all riled up again. What a stupid idea.

Jason pulled out slowly, pushing back in a moment later. He sighed, his breath increasing its pace along with his thrusts. They stayed deep and without a lot of movement, but Dash didn't really mind. It hurt a little, and keeping from gagging was hard, but it was arousing as hell. She felt like she might just burst without a touch.

She wrapped a hoof around one of Jason's legs, trying to draw him in farther. She was going mad with desire, she wanted to feel his cock twitch and pulse and go off in her mouth. That'd make her three for three tonight, and for some reason that only served to bump up her arousal again. After all, it was why she was doing this in the first place.

Jason twitched and shifted on her flank, tiredly peering down at her well-used holes. They were still oozing a little semen, and his cock twitched with the sudden memory of all the moaning and thrusting that had made them that way. He obliged Dash's tugging at him and pulled himself over her flank, letting his head hang down just over her rump.

Dash sucked on him hard as she squeaked in pleasure, feeling Jason's tongue caress her folds. It was completely unexpected, but oh so welcome. She attacked his length with newfound vigor, ignoring any increasingly insignificant pain as she tried every manner of pleasuring she could find.

Jason moved a hoof through her legs, rubbing the wet fur across her clit and hearing a moan of satisfaction from the mare beneath him. She hummed, sending pleasurable vibrations along his length and getting a satisfied reaction from her stallion. He only wormed his tongue in deeper, pushing it against her walls. She was beginning to think that she might beat him to orgasm.

The taste of their juices in Dash's pussy had seemed to combine into something Jason couldn't really seem to get enough of. He was past the point of caring that some of it was his own, and after all, he knew Dash hadn't been expecting him to do it. Her tongue brushed against his head and Jason pulled away to let out a groan, his hips speeding up their thrusts as he returned to his task.

Dash's teeth made contact at the base of Jason's shaft, gently grinding their blunt edges against his skin. She took them away just as soon as they had arrived, though the excitement stuck in Jason's head. He pulled himself towards her thighs with more pressure, watching her muscles twitch and ripple beneath her skin.

He began to thrust into her with abandon, his peak quickly growing and spreading as Dash took his pace in stride. It was still no rutting; he was too tired for that. But that didn't change how good it felt, or how hard it was for him to voice his closeness.

"I- I-" He got out, pushing his chin into her folds in the absence of his mouth. "Oh fuck." He mumbled, digging his muzzle back into her folds. She knew what was happening anyway.

It hit him and his legs went rigid, hooves and muzzle slowing to a crawl as he lost his concentration. Some small loads exited his cock as Dash pulled back somewhat, allowing his seed to land on her tongue, or at least, what there was of the almost burning load. She didn't stop, her tongue swirling around his head and forcing his orgasm to continue.

Dash's climax came a moment later and she committed herself to a simple sucking motion. That was all she could concentrate enough to do, as a similarly dwarfed amount of juices tried to rush past Jason's muzzle, only to get stopped by his tongue. It wasn't spectacular, but more of a lasting warmth that rushed through her veins. It was more calming than the others, in a way.

He let out a moan as his orgasm ebbed, his dick still pulsing in fading pleasure as Dash began to come down. Her legs wobbled but held, waiting patiently for Jason to move as she pulled off, returning her nose to his balls. His length rested across her head, and in a way it felt nice like that. He pushed himself to the side, falling onto the floor with his dick still on display. Dash leaned down to nuzzle it towards his body and out of the water flow, giving Jason a little kiss on the lips.

She flopped down beside him, staring into his tired eyes as he grinned at her. "You've always got to get that last one in there, huh?" He mumbled, his energy from just moments before fading quickly. A bit of magic turned off the water and floated a towel over to her as Jason shifted and heated away most of the water with a hiss.

"Night." He murmured, almost inaudible as he closed his eyes.

Dash smiled, pushing him gently into the bedroom. She looked at the bed and sighed, laying down beside him. She planted a kiss on his cheek before dozing off herself, into a pleasurable dreamland. One thing was for sure though, she wouldn't mind reliving tonight once or twice.

Author's Notes:

Tried something different here. I'm really experimenting at this point with different ways of writing that go from focusing on the physical aspects and smut to more emotional type junk. I can do the latter more easily, but when it gets into more porn for solely the purpose of porn, I'm not as good with it. Maybe it's that obvious.