Sleepytime Sparkler

Something short made for a fetish thread. Which, effectively, is the focus of my stories.


After several months of being in Equestria, you had developed a special relationship with a certain peanut-butter loving magenta pone.
Amethyst Star, known better by the name Sparkler, had invited you to stay over at her house for the evening to help her plan the fireworks display the next day.
You obliged, since you knew a few things about pyrotechnics as a hobby back on Earth.
This was, of course, a ruse to get you to come over to her house because you noticed she already had the majority of things planned out.
You weren't that far into the relationship just yet, so you spent a bit of time petting her and then making out on the couch before she decided to turn in.
You try to sleep as well, but it never comes.
It's a shame these ponies don't have adequate sources of late night entertainment.
Even a crummy infomercial to help you pass out would be amazing right now.
An hour passes, and you get a devious idea in your head.
You look to Sparkler's door and see it's slightly open.
Creeping over, you open it slowly to let yourself in.
You spend several minutes in the dark by the door to let your eyes adjust until you can finally see the outlines of things and you make your way over to her bedside.
You then look around her room to see if there's anything that would make an especially loud noise.
The stillness in the air would be perfect for making it all the more alarming.
There's nothing in the room you can see right away, so you start to think of alternative options.
Pots and pans all the way in the kitchen maybe... and a big wooden spoon...
You look back down at her as you consider this, noticing she's slowly turning and her blankets slide off of her, her legs spreading out wide and giving you an unobstructed view of everything you haven't been able to pay special attention to yet.
You rub your chin in thought, changing your plans almost immediately.
You'll wake her up a different way!
You start out slow to test the waters, for she may not be completely asleep yet.
You run your hand over her tummy slowly, using just the tips of your fingers to tease her short fur and see if she'll wake up from regular contact.
She makes a small sound, but is still out cold.
You take it a step further and move to her ticklish spots, being extra careful to not jolt her awake.
Again, she only breathes heavier and makes a soft whimper but doesn't wake up to the sensation.
You nod mentally and move south, trailing your hand over her inner thigh and gripping at her more confidently.
Getting closer to your directive, her whimpering grows louder and she pushes her legs open more.
"Anon..." She whispers hotly.
You freeze, looking up to her eyes, but see that her head is turned to the side and she must be dreaming the whole thing.
'No way.' You wave your free hand in front of her face just to be sure.
Not a single reaction.
You finally get your gentle touch to trace the lips of her marehood, and she makes a small pleased cry.
Her head tosses to the other side and you watch for her to wake up as you get her labia soaked from your caress.
In no time at all, she squirms in her sleep and you manage to leave a sticky mess between her legs.
You can see she's breathing really heavy and biting her lip, eager for more.
You move to the side of her bed where you can slowly move her body down to the edge of it to continue pleasing the sleeping pone.
Time for more experimenting.
One long, slow lick of her and she still doesn't wake up, despite a throaty gasp from her and the following shudder.
You wrap your mouth around her mound and slowly lick and suck away, her winking clit pushing back against your tongue from time to time.
The whole time you keep your eyes on her, ready to duck down in case an angry face comes up to meet you.
After a few minutes of cleaning her up and listening to her moan in her sleep for more, your erection is quite impressive and ready to be free.
Guess it's now or never.
You finally stand and drop your pants, stroking yourself slowly.
You're sweating bullets.
This is going to make escape definitely impossible and really would be getting caught with your pants down.
But your mind changes as you look at the girl panting in the dark room, legs spread, marehood soaked and winking.
You gulp and start to feel your heart attempting to beat out of your chest.
Your legs are weak and your throat is dry, regardless of how much marejuice you just gulped down.
Everything gets numb and it feels like you move on your own as you push the tip against Sparkler's slit and slide it up and down to get it wet.
She makes a small oof as you push against her entrance a few times and worriedly says, "It'll never fit..."
With no lube in sight, you decide to spit into your hand.
Now that you're all slick, you make your final attempt to slide into her.
Success.
Sparkler has a look on her face mixed between pleasure and excitement.
It's a shame she's not awake for this, she could be moving her flank a little.
Since she's not awake, though, you can afford to be really quick.
And her tightness is only helping.
It seems like every time you dip into her, she tightens up at the peak.
She's moaning louder than before now, and you're worried she's going to wake herself up.
You move a bit faster and it seems to be just what she needed.
She makes a strained sound and then you feel your waist get covered in dampness.
She winks against you a few more times and then you blow your load in her tightness.
As you recover, you try to clean up as much as you can manage in the dark and then replace her in her sleeping spot.
You then return to the couch and pass out in the afterglow.