Proverb & Contrail

[19:35] * Contrail is hanging out down in the Tavern! He's wearing his Enclave leather jacket with his old unit insignia on it and is drinking his usual drink: a black magic. He hummed a bit and looked around the quiet bar.
[19:45] * Proverb trots down from upstairs, also wearing a leather jacket! She hums, swishing her tail as she heads up to Contrail and smiles. "Hi Dad~!"
[19:48] * Contrail waved at Proverb as she walked up. He pulled her into a warm hug, his wings curling around her as well. "How are ya, Provy?" he asked with a warm smile.
[19:53] * Proverb smiles at Contrail, nuzzling into his side and murring happily. "I'm good!"
[19:53] * Contrail nodded. "Good to hear," he told Proverb with a warm smile. He nuzzled her back and patted the barstool next to him. "Want a drink?" he asked the mare. "It's kinda quiet down here tonight."
[19:56] * Proverb hops up onto the stool, smiling and nodding to Contrail. "Cola please~." She says, wiggling a bit.
[19:57] * Contrail nodded and climbed over the bar, grabbing a bottle of Sparkle-Cola and tossing it to his daughter. "Don't want anything in it?" he asked, leaning on the bar across from her and smiling. He watched her wiggling and chuckled. "You look excited."
[20:03] * Proverb smiles at Contrail, shaking her head. "No thanks." She says, giggling. "And I am~!"
[20:06] * Contrail chuckled a little and sipped his drink, a combination of vodka and coffee liquer. "Oh, why's that?"
[20:07] * Proverb giggles softly and smirks at Contrail, her tail swishing. "No reason~!."
[20:07] * Contrail watched her tail swish and laughed a little. "/Really/~ now?" he teased.
[20:11] * Proverb giggles softly, nodding to Contrail and smirking at him, leaning over to nuzzle her father. "Yup!"
[20:11] * Contrail nuzzled Proverb back, nose against hers. He smiled warmly. "Well, good to hear you're doing okay." He finished off his drink. "How's stuff on the far side?" he asked. "With the DCR?"
[20:14] * Proverb wiggles her nose against Contrail's, giggling. "Pretty good~!" She says. "Been working a bit more."
[20:15] * Contrail nodded. "I noticed. You're looking pretty fit. Guess the military there does know how to ride their soldiers pretty well," he teased.
[20:15] * Proverb giggles, her lithe, curvy body wiggling against Contrail's.
[20:16] * Contrail grinned and wiggled back against Proverb and laughed a little. "Looking better than me," he teased. Despite being in his 40s, he was still a damn good looking stallion.
[20:21] * Proverb snickers, looking Contrail over. "Oh, you can still ge the mares~."
[20:22] * Contrail chuckled a little. "Not as easy as you, I'd bet. And yes, that /does/ include mares," he teased. An extremely fit 20-something like Provy... the lack of an eye probably didn't hurt her image at all. Not in Contrail's eyes anyway.
[20:27] * Proverb giggles, a soft blush spreading over her cheeks as she leans in closer to Contrail, nuzzling up under his cheek, murring.
[20:28] * Contrail nuzzled Proverb back, draping a wing over her. "What? You think I don't know what happens in barracks?" he teased. "Whaddya think happens when only one gender is in a room for a few weeks?" He stuck his tongue out at her. "Bet you got a ton of mares~"
[20:29] * Proverb blushes a bit more, shaking her head. "No... not really."
[20:29] * Contrail leaned in to kiss her on the cheek. "Stallions?" he teased. "Am I going to have to start knockin' in heads?" He asked, squeezing her around the middle a little and holding her close.
[20:33] * Proverb mmmms, leaning into Contrail and looking up at him. "Only one~."
[20:33] * Contrail chuckled softly. "Who's that?" he asked. He had a feeling he knew~ but he wanted to make sure.
[20:34] * Proverb blushes brightly as she leans in, firmly kissing Contrail on his lips.
[20:35] * Contrail felt Proverb's lips hit his and he murred softly into the kiss. She had soft lips and.... well, she /was/ an attractive mare... He held the kiss, pressing back against the mare.
[20:40] * Proverb mmms, rather heatedly kissing Contrail, pressing firmly up against him and eagerly deepening it, her tongue pressing out and proding at Contrail's lips.
[20:41] * Contrail parted his lips for Proverb's probing tongue, his own pressing to hers and exploring inside her mouth. He pressed her back up against the bar, having no qualms about taking her right there, considering how quiet the Tavern was.
[20:43] * Proverb shudders, moaning eagerly into the kiss as her tail swishes rapidly back and forth, wings flaring out against the counter. Her scent hits Contrail's nostrils, filling the air around them as she shudders against him.
[20:45] * Contrail moaned back into the kiss. He could smell her arousal in the air, strong and pungent. He pulled away slowly from the kiss, trialing a bit of saliva. He wondered if she was in heat... might explain how eager she was. "Down here?" he asked. "Or upstairs?"
[20:45] * Proverb nods to Contrail, panting hotly as she licks her lips. "H-Here... on the bar."
[20:46] * Contrail nodded and slipped off his barstool to get between his daughter's legs. He nibbled at her thighs with a mischievous grin. "Pretty eager... you in heat?" he asked.
[20:54] * Proverb nods to Contrail, squealing softly as she shuders, her fluids dripping all over the counter. "Y-Yeah~!"
[20:55] * Contrail nodded. That would make things... interesting. He stuck his muzzle between her legs, eagerly attacking her marehood with a soft tongue and lips. He knew exactly what he was doing, slipping his tongue into her marehood and toying around in the soaked pink.
[20:56] * Proverb squeals hotly, grabbing the back of Contrail's head as his tongue pluncged into her searingly hot and wet depths. "AAAAAh~!" She cries out, shuddering.
[20:58] * Contrail eagerly lapped up her sweet mare nectar, nibbling at her clit and the lips of her marehood. He'd keep going until she begged him to fuck her, or she came... whichever came first.
[21:04] * Proverb squeals, tossing her head back and arching her back against the counter, thrusting herself against Contrail's muzzle, screaming in delight as she creams herself very quickly under the attentions of his tongue, her hot marecum spurting out all over his muzzle as she writhes in pleasure.
[21:06] * Contrail could tell she was in heat just from the way she came that fast. He'd barely been at work on her marehood and had just barely put his hoof on one of her pillowy breasts when she came, soaking his muzzle and tongue in hot marecum. He pulled away, muzzle dripping. "You taste /amazing/, Provy..."
[21:14] * Proverb pants hotly, whining as she looks up at Contrail, legs quivering. "F-Fuck me D-daddy.."
[21:17] * Contrail straightened up, his shaft at full attention, before putting his forehooves on the bar on either side of Proverb. He put the broad tip of his stallionhood right up against her marehood, then gave it a quick, hard thrust, all the way to the hilt. He groaned in pleasure and rocked his hips, starting off with a quick, deep rhythm of thrusts.
[21:18] * Proverb lets out a squeal of delight as Contrail rails into her, grinding her hips back eagerly as she moans towards the rafters. "F-Fuck me Daddy~! Fuck meeee~!" She cries out, her wings banging against the counter.
[21:20] * Contrail 's own wings flared out as he pounded his daughter against the bar, his thick shaft grinding against the warm, velvety walls of her marehood. He moaned in pleasure, looking down at her. "Ngh, yes..." he gasped. "Provy..."
[21:22] * Proverb hooks her forelegs around Contrail's wings, squeezing them as she lifts her hips back up against his thrusts, her walls pusling and squeezing around his shaft as she moans heatedly.
[21:24] * Contrail groaned in pleasure, leaning down to kiss and nibbled at Proverb's neck as he kept thrusting, hard. Each thrust slapped his balls gently against her rump, and brought his tip up against her cervix. He had no idea how long he'd last... but it still felt amazing. "F-fuck, Provy..."
[21:25] * Proverb lets out a whinny, her searingly hot walls eagly milking Contrail for everything he had, on the verge of another climax already. "More Daddy~! MORE~!"
[21:28] * Contrail felt his climax starting to build as her walls clenched his thick shaft, trying to draw out his orgasm. He nibbled at her ear and pounded into her a little harder. "Want... ngh... your Daddy's cum?" he breathed. She was in heat... and while he was old, he was still virile. She was an adult, she could make her choices.
[21:29] * Proverb nods, letting out a whinny of need as she thrusts herself back against Contrail wildly, moaning in delight. "Y-Yes~! F-Fill me Daddy~!" She cries out.
[21:32] * Contrail moaned hotly and nodded. He turned to catch Proverb's lips with his own, holding it in a hot, loving kiss. He kept pounding into her until he couldn't hold it anymore. His tip flared out and he shuddered a bit as his climax hit. Hot strands of sticky, potent seed splashed through her cervix into her womb. -c-
[21:33] <Contrail> He held the kiss the whole time, enjoying the feelings of love and lust pouring through it as he rode out his orgasm.
[21:37] * Proverb squeals into the kiss with Contrail, returning it eagerly as she quakes beneath him, hitting her own climax the instant she felt his cum quenching her fire, moaning and shaking as she milks his cock eagerly.
[21:40] * Contrail rode out their shared orgasm, working his lips against Proverb's as she milked his cock for more of that hot stallion cum. He pulled away to let out a ragged moan and a grunt. "Goddesses, you're hot..." he breathed. He could barely speak, just panting in pleasure.
[21:42] * Proverb gasps, panting havily and only managing a giggle, wiggling on his cock. "Mmmm... full..."
[21:45] * Contrail stayed buried in her for a moment until his shaft was done spurting out and was starting to soften. He slid out slowly with a soft moan and sat down on the barstool, leaning against the bar. "D-damn," he breathed. "Got what you wanted?" he teased, once he could finally speak.
[21:48] * Proverb slumps on top of the counter, nodding. "Mhmmmmm... thanks Daddy..."
[21:49] * Contrail murred happily and rested his chin on her belly. "You're welcome, Provy~" he mumbled happily. He kissed her belly gently. "You ah... know what could happen, right?"
[21:49] * Proverb giggles. "I get on birth control?"
[21:50] * Contrail laughed softly. "Unless you want your Dad's foal, yes," he teased.
[21:51] * Proverb yawns. "Sleepy now..."
[21:51] * Contrail nodded and gave Proverb a long, loving kiss on the lips. "Here, I'll help ya upstairs," he said, helping her down off the bar.
[21:53] * Proverb flops on top of Contrail's back!
[21:54] * Contrail helps carry Proverb up to their shared bedroom, then sets her down on the bed. "Want me to spend the night, Provy?"
[21:56] * Proverb nodnods, curling up with Contrail.
[21:56] * Contrail settled into bed with Proverb, closing his eyes and drifting off to sleep!