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After the two singing birds had made the decision to finally have a baby together, a lot of their free time was spent, finding out when. While they could try now and hope that it would take, Rasta pointed out that trying while she was in heat would yield much better, and ultimately, much more likely results. With that in mind, they waited until the small owlbat’s cycle began.

The first day of it nearly knocked them both off their hooves, as Rasta had gone into work that day feeling perfectly normal. Slowly, a scent starting to waft from her and before Casey knew it, she was rubbing against him like a purring kitten. As the scent grew stronger while physical contact was made, Casey guessed what was going on. Reminding himself mentally that they were still at work, they could possibly try once the day was over and they made it back to the privacy of the house. Unfortunately, as the hours passed through the first half of the day, Casey found himself having difficulty concentrating. His attitude started to shift as well. Not so much angry at Rasta, or any pony in particular, but he started to get very defensive when he took notice that other stallions closest to them started to catch the scent as well.

His ears twitched and slowly his wings flared out as he struggled to keep them close to his body. He took a minute to go to Rasta, using his wings to block view of her from the patrons.

Casey: Are you doing okay so far..?

Rasta: Hnnnn…Snowyyyyy~ face flushed Mmmm, my big strong stallion~ tail feathers spreading

Casey: blushes I’ll take that as a no.. muzzle scrunches, trying to resist the scent Just a little longer, kay? Then we can head home and… sniffs And….. What was i saying…?

Rasta: I don’t wanna wait till we get home.

Casey:W-we can’t just do that here, where would we go?

Rasta: Office.

Casey: Rasta… sniffs … Hmmm… looks around for a quick minute before taking her hand and leading her away We need to be quiet..~

Rasta: I can tryyyy~ lifting her tail

Casey: goes into the office and shuts the door, locking it behind Rasta I don’t think I can take your word on that very well.. But.. sets her up on the desk, knocking things over I don’t really care right now.~

Rasta: Then shut up already and breed me!

Casey: lunges and gives bites on her neck, pinning her down to the desk as he undoes his pants

Rasta giggled almost drunkenly as he bit her rather hard, giving a claiming mating bite on her skin. Hiking up her dress, the scent coming from her seem to intensify as one of its causes was exposed to her mate. If she didn’t want to go home now, she’d want to later as the thin cloth of the panties she wore were less than…dry. It was more like she sat in a puddle. As enticing as it seemed, Casey still wanted to make the most of this time. Who said they had to stop after just one go? He removed the top of her dress, sliding it down til it was around her hips. Using both hands, he reached and playfully pinched both her nipples and tugged as he bit her neck again, wiggling his tailfeathers.

Rasta: Nghhh~ Casey, that feels really nice~

Casey: Glad you think so.. presses close to her, grinding between her legs

Rasta: You’re still wearing too much…shakily unbuttons his shirt

Casey: purrs and reaches down for her panties So are you..~ pulls them down, running his claws through the fur on her cutiemark

Rasta: Caseyyyy…I say we skip the formalities and go right for the prize~

Casey: Hmhmhm, can’t take the teasing like usual?~ presses on her clit

Rasta: H-Hah! I-I don’t want tooooo

Casey: Well…. You’re going to.~ slides the tip inside, but doesn’t go any further

Rasta: C-Casey! C-Come on, go further!

Casey: chuckles You really want it that bad? presses on her clit again rubbing it in a circle

Rasta: Yesss! Give it to me, Snowy~

Casey: Alright then.. Here!~ holds her thighs tightly before giving a hard thrust, popping the ring inside as well Mmm-Fuck!~

Rasta slapped her hands around her muzzle, muffling the loud cry that threatened to rip from her throat. She panted, before gripping his arms in pleasure, a lust-driven, lopsided grin taking over her face. Taking hold of her hips, Casey didn’t waste a second to start thrusting his hips back and forth, going at a fast pace right away as the scent had overtaken him. Leaning forward, he slid an arm under Rasta’s lower back to hold her closer to him as he bred her.

Rasta: C-Casey~ Nnngh Harder, Snowy~ F-Fuck…

Casey: Haaah- Damn…~ gives a harder thrust T-try not to tire out so quickly after this… Mmmmm, not stopping until you’re full.~

Rasta: Mmph why stop there? Oh!! Mmm D-Down a little more!

Casey: adjusts his hips before thrusting again How’s that- Aaah!~

Rasta: arches her back, gasping T-there! D-don’t stop, Snowy!!

Casey: gives a bite on her neck, holding her tighter as he starts pounding, the desk shaking along with them

Rasta squeaked and hooted, her strong legs wrapping around his waist as she tried to contain her screams and cries. She held onto him, pressing their bodies together as he pounded hard at her marehood, her own lust-driven state driving her closer to her own end. Rasta’s body shivered when she felt was she could only describe as a band, snapping against her lower half. It cause her fur to bristle and for Rasta to grip his waist tighter with her legs.

Rasta: H-hah! S-Snowy….!!

Casey: panting into her neck I-I’m almost…! I..!~ thrusts faster as his body shivers, cumming hard and filling her up, but doesn’t stop R-rasta!!!~

Rasta: C-Casey!! squeals, tightening up as she hit her climax, body shaking hard under him

Casey: Mnnn… Fuuuck.~ pauses for a moment to catch his breath, then starts thrusting again

Rasta: A-Ah?! Mnnn C-Casey…?

Casey: Haaah- I told you.. I’m not stopping…! I can’t stop myself..!~

Rasta: Nnngh… A-As much as f-fuck… I don’t want to…. We gotta!

Casey: Hmmm… But do you really think… we can..?~ thrusts harder

Rasta: Mmmm!!! B-But I can’t ..s-shit…. Scream as loud as you’d like me to here!

Casey: panting a little, slowing down Haah… That’s a good.. Point.. looks up at her To be fair.. We’ve been pretty loud this whole time, heheh..~

Rasta: Mmmm the music only hides so much… so… why don’t you get decent enough, take me home….and starts whispering in his ear

Casey: ears perk up, purring louder and louder Yeah, I can do that..~ stands up right, gently pulling out, making a mess as he does so

Rasta: Mmmmph… think you can fly with that? pointing down

Casey: Heheh, I can try.. Just need to stuff it.. turns to start hiding it in his pants the best he can Fuck….

Rasta: Hnnngh it’s good enough. It’s like a present this way~

Casey: Hehehe, feel free to tear into it once we’re home.. winces slightly I don’t mind ruining this pair of pants.~

Rasta: Oh trust me….I intend to~

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Posted previously at: 2018-06-09T15:13:31 | Posted previously by: Tekkaman18
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