Fruits of your Labors (clop) (AnonXAJ)

>You’ve stopped counting the days you’ve been in Equestria, it doesn’t really matter anymore.
>You’re well settled. You have a small house in one of the town’s outlying areas, and there’s enough need for manual labor to support you.
>Hands, you are my best friend.
>No prob, Anon.
>Today, those hands are hard at work…[spoiler]hauling apples at Sweet Apple Acres[/spoiler].

>The sun is dipping low as you set the latest bushel of apples down, sweat rolling from your body like AIDS through the African countryside.
>”Hey there, part’. Ye’ sure worked up a might’ good sweat today.”
>Applejack leans on the fence that runs around the storage area, hooves crossed as she smiles at you with half-lidded eyes.
“You wouldn’t pay me if I didn’t,” you reply with a chuckle. Sure, the work is hard, but at least you get to hang around with AJ in the process. You don’t know, maybe it’s the twang in her voice, but hanging around with her makes you feel at ease, like it’s the closest thing to home.
>Plus, as you look up and down her own sweat-soaked body, for a p0ny she is very easy on the eyes. You always did have a thing for blondes, with eyes as green as the orchards she tends.
>”Well, maybe ah’ jus have ye come down so I can get a good look at yuh.” She wipes her brow with her hat. You may have almost taken that as a serious come-on if she didn’t follow up with that giggle.
>Yeah right, AJ’s really friendly and a bit flirty, but she’s not into that cross-species thing.
You respond with your own laugh. “Anyway, what’s up?”
>”Well, if you were lookin’ t’earn a bonus, I thought you could help me get some stuff down from the loft in the barn. Nuthin’ big, just some bales of hay n’ stuff.”
>Why is she staring at you like that? Sure, you’ve caught her sneaking a peek once or twice when you’ve been working with your shirt off,
”Yeah, sure AJ.”
>It’s a little bit of a walk to the barn. The apples have a few set up all over the orchard, to store supplies and equipment, and this one AJ needs a hand in seems to be the furthest. Plenty of opportunity for idle conversation.
>”So Anon…have ye ever thought of…” AJ stammers a little. You’ve never seen her embarrassed to ask something.
“Thought of what?”
>”Oh consarn’it! You know…Have ye’ ever thought about…settlin’ down with somep0ny?”
>You wish you were drinking something so you could have done a spit take. Sure, you regularly get asked about your love life from p0nies like Lyra and Twilight Sparkle, but AJ’s never shown an interest in that part of your business before.
>You blink and stammer a little in surprise, causing Applejack to blush a little in embarrassment. “Ah’m sorry Anon, I didn’t mean anythin’ personal…”
“No, no, that’s not it AJ,” you reply with a slight nervous quiver. Whatever your attraction to AJ, you wouldn’t want to risk your friendship and working relationship on confessing your attraction.
>AJ looks up at you, almost expectantly.
“Sorry, t’was just surprised you asked me that.” You grin sheepishly as you scratch the back of your head. Good save. “Well, I’ve been here awhile, and my life can be a bit lonely, so without any other humans, I guess…I will have to find a special somep0ny.”
>AJ looks back down to the path with a small grin before looking back up. She must be tired, she’s got that half-lidded look on her face again. “Well, do ye’ have that special somep0ny in mind?”
You turn away in a vain attempt to hide your crimson expression. “I…well…ok, maybe there’s a mare I’ve been thinking about…it’s no big deal.”
>”Oooooh,” AJ drawls, drawing close to you with a lecherous grin. “Is it someone I know?”
>Your skin tingles as she brushes against you.
>Fuckfuckfuckfuck….
“Tell you what, AJ. You beat me in a race to the barn, I’ll tell you all about her.”
>What the fuck are you doing? You can’t beat Applejack in a foot race!
>Shut up brain, I have the situation in hand.
>AJ doesn’t delay a second. “Yer’ on, loverboy!” With a hoot and a holler, she’s off like a bolt.
>You yelp and take off in pursuit, though this race was lost as soon as the challenge left your lips.
>By the time you catch up, AJ is leaning against the barn, just as out of breath as you are.
>”Ah’ guess that means ah’ win, sugarcube.” By Celestia, she’s even cute when she’s smug.
“I guess…tell you what, I’ll spill after we’re done in here. It’s going to be dark soon.” Thank you sun for buying me a little time to come up with a good lie.
>AJ looks a little disappointed, eyeing the setting sun. “Ah suppose yer’ right. Come on, let’s get to it.”
>The two of you go into the barn, AJ closing and latching it behind you. You don’t think much of it, probably to just keep the wind out. The barn glows with a warmth courtesy of the setting sun, giving everything a golden hue that seems to dance off of AJ’s orange fur, her mane sparkling like a-“
>”Is something wrong, sugarcube? Have I got somethin’ on my mane?”
“Uh…yeah.” You make a light swat at her tail. “There, it’s gone now.”
>Smooth.
>Applejack cocks an eyebrow, setting her hat on a nearby post as she climbs up into the loft. “Alright Anon, ah’m gonna toss down some of these here hay bales, you catch ‘em and stack ‘em up on the side, ok?”
“Got it!”
>While likely large for a pony, the hay bales aren’t terribly heavy or cumbersome. You don’t have much trouble catching them and stacking.
>You wipe your brow as you finish stacking what you think is the 15th one, you haven’t stopped to count, when AJ calls out from above. “Last one sugarcube! Ye’ better not drop this one!”
You laugh and turn back to face the loft. “Oh please, like I’ve dropped one so fa-“
>THAT’S NOT A BALE OF HAY.
>You leap backward, as Applejack has appeared to put too much force into her leap, and was about to overshoot you to what would have been a very painful landing.
>That painful landing is yours now as you catch the earth pony like a wide receiver, the two of you tumbling along the dusty floor. When you come to a stop, she’s on top of you, laughing with closed eyes. You look up at her like she was batshit crazy.
>Well, AJ seems to find it hilarious, so she’s obviously not hurt.
“ARE YOU INSANE!?” You lurch to sit up before a pair of tan hooves on your shoulders push you back down.
>”Uh-uh sugarcube, ye’ ain’t gettin’ outta here until you tell me all about this mare yer’ eyein’.”
>Does she have any idea how seductive that half-lidded look of hers is with that smile? Especially when her gaze is locked with yours like this? You start to sweat.
>Shit, brain! Ideas!
>Uhhhh….
>Great, thanks for nothing! Jimmies?
>Sorry sir, too busy rustling.
>Fuck. Heart?
>Sir, this is the lungs. The heart’s racing like a jet fighter on crank.
>Fuckfuckfuck. Pancreas?
>Wǒ bù zhīdào gāi zěnme zuò.
>What the….
>She’s still staring at you. Is her face even closer? “Well, who is she Anonymous?”
>DOES ANYONE HAVE ANY IDEAS?
>Penis here. I say tell her what she wants to know.
>Before Applejack can react, you frame her face in your hands, close your eyes and bring her lips to yours.
>It’s nothing forceful or intimate, just your lips and hers. For such a hardworking pony, you’re surprised at just how soft and supple they are. After a moment, you pull away and look at her reaction.
>You don’t think you’ve ever seen her eyes this wide. And she seems to forgotten how to breathe.
>Great Anon, you fried her brain.
>I didn’t see you coming up with any great ideas back there, Brain.
“AJ, I’m sorry…I didn’t mean…” You’re so busy fumbling with your apology to notice AJ’s expression soften as her mind finishes processing what just happened. “I figured you weren’t interested in someone not a p0ny, but I…” You start to lurch again to get up.
>You’re silenced as you feel yourself pushed back down by your shoulders again, but this time it’s different, with a much…softer touch.
>AJ is looking at you with a wry smile and…tears in her eyes?
>”…heh…what took ye’ so long, ya big galoot?” With that, she nuzzles into your hand before pressing her lips to yours. You feel her tongue slide into your mouth, hooking around yours and pulling it like a harness for your head.
>wut.jpg
>Is…is this real?
>Brain? Exploded.
>Jimmies? Exploded.
>Heart? Exploded.
>Pancreas? Bàozhà.
>Penis? Hard as goddamn diamond.
>You don’t spend much time dwelling on your inner monologue, your attention snapped to the present when a soft moan from AJ vibrates your teeth.  You had always imagined those lips tasted like apples, and damn if you weren’t right.
>”You were takin’ so long to notice, ah’ was afraid ye’ didn’t like p0nies…” Applejack breaks the kiss with that damn seductive look you now know wasn’t just some half-sleepy friendly glance.
>She was checking you out. Well shoooooot.
>AJ nuzzles into your neck, nipping at the skin lightly as you get a noseful of her mane, which oddly enough doesn’t smell like apples. Under the layer of dust and sweat from a hard day’s work, you get a definite dose of orchids, like the ones down by the river.
>You thread your fingers into that golden curtain, undoing the strap holding her mane back in that p0nytail as it falls all around her head, feeling the surprisingly soft strands against your bare chest…wait, what?
>Applejack has begun to unbutton your shirt with her teeth, her warm breath dancing across your chest, making the fine hairs of your skin stand on end.
>Reaching up to help her, AJ pushes your hands away with a smile. “Let me do this ma’self…”
>Hey Anon, it’s the brain. I’m sure you’re having fun and all, but are you sure this is such a good ide-
>You reach up and brush some of AJ’s mane out of her face, which is framed by the golden strands like a painting. You don’t know if it’s just the heat of the moment you feel rising in you or the last rays of the setting sun, but you could swear she was glowing.
>Ok, so apparently you aren’t the only one to think of this, but isn’t this moving a little fa-
>AJ nuzzles into your hand as you stroke her cheek, taking your thumb into her mouth and suckling softly.
>And like that, your internal voices are gone. Your questions, your self-doubts, all seem to vanish like petals in the wind.
>You’ve missed too much in your life hampered by questions like “What if” and “Are you sure,” both here and where you were before.
>Not this time.
>Your fingertips trace the contours of her head and shoulders as she returns to unbuttoning your shirt. You can feel her shudder under your ministrations as she finishes her task.
>”I knew those fingers o’ yours were good for something special.”
She’s interrupted as you suddenly roll, hovering over her as she squeaks in surprise, looking up at you with a mix of prehensiveness and interest. “I’ll show you what they’re really good for.”
>”What do ye’ mean by…oh…” She gives up on her question as you kiss her neck, pressing your body against hers as your hands trace her countours down her sides. You can feel the hairs of her fur go rigid under your touch as she lets out a short gasp, your hands approaching her flank.
>There are no words that need saying now. You were nervous to find somep0ny before, being a human and all. Now…in this place, with this beautiful mare whose body reacts to your every action, your every glance and touch, you don’t see yourself as a human and a p0ny.
>Your gaze locks with hers as you look up, her emerald eyes shining as her golden mane flares out under her like the rays of the sun.
>It’s just two souls now, yours and Applejack’s, that have found each other in the dark.
>The lights in the barn start to dim as night approaches, but you hardly notice, enthralled by the glow of the mare beneath you. Rolling to the side, you draw her close, enjoying the look of expectant apprehension on Applejack’s face until she realizes just exactly what your hand is doing.
>”Anon, wha…” You silence her by drawing your lips to hers again, tongues wrestling for superiority as you trace across her front and between her legs. Her eyes go wide before they roll back into her head, closing as you press your palm against the warm, wet spot that you’ve found.
>Another moan escapes those apple-flavored lips into your own as you press against her marehood. One hoof wraps around your neck as you feel the other one tugging at the button of your pants, your own rhythmic, circular rubbing soon matched by the rhythm of her hips. If you were listening to your mind right now, you might have even been surprised at how far you two were going.
>“Aaahnn….” Her moan escapes into the cooling dusk air, like an angelic note as she presses herself further against you, her now steady panting playing over your neck as the rhythm of your own breathing matches hers.
>”Anon, wait…” You stop.
“Applejack?” Did you do something wrong? Did you…nope.
>With a wry smile, AJ drops down, tracing her tongue along your torso until she finds herself nuzzling the very noticeable bulge in your pants. You writhe under her ministrations, something the farm-mare takes no small delight in. Like with your shirt, she uses her teeth to unbutton, unzip then finally bring down your pants. When she does the same to your boxers, you’re sent nearly over the edge as she exposes your rock-hard member.
>”Hehe, guess it t’aint so different after all.” You aren’t sure what that means, and quite frankly, you don’t care. The feeling of warm breath against your shaft as her damp tongue graces the head sends what little vestiges of conscious thought you had out to lunch.
>You close your eyes as your head goes back slowly, your mind awash in the sensations elicited by her attention to your manhood. As she takes you into her mouth, you feel her ears twitch in your searching hands, moving up and down with the rhythm of her head.
>Crap, if she keeps up like this, you’re going to finish before she even gets started.
“AJ, wait….I’m gonna…” Grasping her mane through your fingers, she looks up at you with a smug, seductive glance before taking you down to the hilt.
>You don’t want to know how she learned to do that.
>Nevertheless, you pull out of her mouth before your loins explode. Applejack looks up at you confused as you draw her back up to eye level with you.
“My turn.” You grin as you roll back so she’s atop you. If you’re going to go through all the trouble of sexing up p0ni, you’re not going to be some one-pump chump when you get to the real action, nossir.
>AJ opens her mouth in protest, which turns quickly into a sharp breath through gritted teeth as your hand returns to her marehood, your fingers becoming a bit more…bold than last time. She hugs your neck tightly as you slowly part the flesh with your fingertips, feeling what feels like a little button as you blindly search for your target.
>”Anon, ah…ah lo-“ You adjust yourself as you draw your mouth up to her ear, twitching under your hot breath as she squirms under your touch.
>Her eyes go wide as you whisper to her, too soft for even you to hear, but she hears it clear as day as you finish what she was about to say to you. At the exact same time, your finger finds its’ target, heading in for the proverbial attack run.
>You don’t know if her gasp was from your words or your finger’s penetration, but it’s like something changed in her as she pulled you in tight, locking her mouth to yours as she began gyrating against you, exploring her insides by touch.
>It isn’t long before she pulls back, locking eyes with you with the most intense purpose you’ve ever seen, drawing your hand away from her.
>”Anon, ye’ big stud. Take me now or lose me forever.”
>Show me the way home, honey.
>Certainly you wouldn’t want to keep the lady waiting, so you roll back under, allowing Applejack to take position, hovering her marehood over you, so close you can feel the heat radiating from it.
>And with a slight twitch, your world melts.
>You’ve lost track of the time by the time everything is said and done. You can tell from the high windows it’s well into the night. Both of you breathe heavily as you feel AJ nuzzle into your side. You wrap an arm around her, holding her close as what just happened sinks in.
>Normally, this is the last thing to happen in a courtship, not the first.
>You look into those shining emerald eyes to know that AJ was thinking the same thing. “You know, hon, you owe me one heck of a first date now.”
>You both stare silently before the two of you chuckle in unison.
“I’m sure we can figure something out.”
>You just lie there awhile, you and her. She presses her snout to your nose as the two of you start to lose yourselves in each othe-
>AJ’s eyes go to the size of pinpricks as she looks behind you.
>You turn around.
>Big Macintosh looks –pissed-
“Oh, hey Big Mac…”
>….
>Oh shit.