Anon World Order part 10 [nsfw] (Dazzlings)

Apr 19th, 2015
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  1. > You wake up the next morning, a warm weight on your chest
  2. > All your bleary eyes can see is orange, so you probably won't have to save someone's life first thing in the morning
  3. > You wipe the grit from your eyes, trying not to stir the the poof
  4. > No dice
  5. > Adagio lifts her head, scowling as she peers around
  6. "Good morning, Princess."
  7. > Her eyes widen as she looks down at you, then at her hands draped across your chest
  8. > "I was just cold, that's all. Don't read too much int-"
  9. > She stops, irritated by your amused expression
  10. > "Shut up."
  11. "I wasn't saying anything."
  12. > She props herself up, her sleeping bag falling from her shoulders
  13. > Adagio shivers in the cool morning air, and eyes you contemplatively
  14. "I am still pretty warm, if you're interested."
  15. > You can see the conflicting urges in her face
  16. > Finally, she just lowers herself to your chest again, tugging the sleeping bag back up
  17. > It's nice, feeling her warmth and little movements
  18. > She makes little circles with her index finger on your shoulder
  19. > "What am I going to do with you?"
  20. "Whatever you want?"
  21. > She huffs at that
  22. > "If only I knew what that was..."
  23. > You pat her hair
  24. "Give it some time, you'll figure it out."
  25. > She lifts her head and scowls at you
  26. > "You're not making it any easier!"
  27. "Sorry?"
  28. > Adagio's hands fist in your shirt
  29. > "You have no idea, you aren't even trying to..."
  30. > You give her a perplexed look
  31. "I'm not trying to do what?"
  32. > She closes her eyes and breathes deeply, slowly letting go of your shirt
  33. > Cheeto girl wriggles over to lean against the side of the tent
  34. > She lets out a long, deep breath
  35. > "You have to understand, the girls and I... we're not exactly human. We used to be seaponies and,"
  36. > You cough, trying to hold in your laughter
  37. > Adagio scowls
  38. > "As I was saying, we used to be seaponies. Music travels a long way underwater, and seaponies have used it for magic for a long, long time. You have seen the effects of our singing, imagine a whole school of seaponies singing together."
  39. > That is actually rather frightening
  40. "So you ruled the ocean?"
  41. > She scoffs
  42. > "Hardly. Friendship magic is one of the most powerful kinds of magic there is. So while the seaponies maintained harmony in the school with the Shooby Doo,"
  43. > Wait
  44. "The Scooby Doo?"
  45. > Adagio facepalms
  46. > "Are you just going to keep interrupting?"
  47. "Sorry, won't happen again."
  48. > "Anyhow, the very harmonious magic that gave the seaponies their power also committed them to serving everything. Clownfish lost its kid? He just has to call out the Shooby Doo, and an entire school of seaponies helps him find the thing. I couldn't live that way. I found that when I held that resentment in my heart, I wasn't affected by the Shooby Doo."
  49. > She really should stop calling it that, you are having a hard time taking her seriously
  50. > "There was power in that, but I wanted more. I found Aria, so full of anger, and Sonata, shunned for her dangerous lack of common sense. We made a chorus, and a friendship defined by enmity. With that, we could corrupt the Shooby Doo, turning harmony into disharmony, selflessness into selfishness. We kept our resentments strong, finding little ways to annoy each other, reflecting that bickering in our music. Equestria was not prepared for such magic, and we rose to power quickly. And then, some stupid wizard banished us to your world, and that's where we've been ever since."
  51. > Okay, but
  52. "Where do I fit in, in all of this?"
  53. > Adagio huffs
  54. > "That's the problem. We're a prickly and irritating trio, but we can use that to gain power for our little group. That same spirit, of conflict for the good of our little school, is the controlling force in our magic. When I first brought you in, I thought you would be a luxury I could rub in their faces. Then you started acting receptive to them, and that was good for the school, both for their happiness, and our general interpersonal conflicts. So I shouldn't try to have you for myself, if I want to keep the power we have. But it is only because I want you that we have that power. Do you understand?"
  55. "So basically, you are both the horse following the carrot on a stick, and the driver holding the carrot on a stick. There's a conflict of interests."
  56. > She smiles wearily
  57. > "That's it exactly. It doesn't help that you are nearly the idea seapony mate."
  58. > ...
  59. "Really?"
  60. > She nods
  61. > "Helpful, no agenda of your own, just the good of the group. You try to play peacemaker, while also trying to satisfy the needs of each person. I'm actually worried that you are too much the peacemaker, Aria and Sonata haven't been fighting nearly as much as they used to."
  62. "And that's bad."
  63. > She nods
  64. > "If they become reconciled, then I have to be the aggressor, and then they will either take over, or all my work falls apart, and we're back in the Shooby Doo situation."
  65. "Would it really be back to that? You already have changed the song magic to suit your group. If the three of you got along, not necessarily serving one another, but still coexisting without attempted murder, wouldn't that work? You still desire power as a group, you would still be in competition, and there would still be irritating things each one of you does. It doesn't sound like too much different from how you girls are now."
  66. > Adagio's mouth twists
  67. > "Maybe."
  68. "If anything, I would say that you and Sonata are already well reconciled. They only thing I've seen you actually get angry about is making moves on me, and even then you've sort of encouraged that lately."
  69. > She raises an eyebrow
  70. > "You don't want to choose either. You said if I wanted this to be real, you had to have a choice, but you don't want to make one."
  71. > You crawl out of your sleeping bag and to Cheese Poof
  72. > She watches at you warily as you sit next to her
  73. "Things are not always one or the other."
  74. > You wrap an arm around her shoulders and rest your head on hers
  75. "If you are brave enough, you can make a new choice. You can have me. Because you have me, you can share me. I will always be a point of competition in this group, but I can be your point of competition."
  76. > She scoffs, but doesn't try to wiggle out of your embrace
  77. > "You just want a harem."
  78. "You literally kidnapped me because you had a crush on me."
  79. > Adagio sits silently, leaning slightly against you
  80. > She works her arms out of the sleeping bag, letting them rest loosely on her lap
  81. > "If I let you do this, would you love me?"
  82. > You move your head to look down at her face, lifting her chin with one hand
  83. "I already love each of you. That's the problem."
  84. > Her breathing deepens and quickens
  85. > She shakes her head slightly and whispers,
  86. > "Kiss me, you fool."
  87. > And so you do
  88. > Your lips meet hers hesitantly, then with increasing passion
  89. > Her hands wander, softly clawing at your chest, clutching at your head, your neck
  90. > You stroke the nape of her neck, and she arches her back
  91. > She seizes your head in her hands and plunges her tongue into your mouth
  92. > Your tongue pushes and yields, exulting in the sensation of another mouth
  93. > You bring a hand down to her breast, your thumb rubbing circles where you can feel her hardened nipple
  94. > She breaks the kiss and pushes you down onto the tent floor, her face flushed and eager
  95. > "So that's how you want to play..."
  96. > Adagio grabs your shirt and pulls it up and over your head
  97. > She flings it into a corner, and lowers herself down to kiss your stomach
  98. > With each kiss, she climbs a little higher and unbuttons a button on her pajama top
  99. > She's kissing your neck when she discards the garment entirely
  100. > Finally, she kisses you on the mouth, letting herself rest on your chest, her breasts warm and soft against your skin
  101. > You lose yourself in the kiss, letting your hands roam up and down her back, dipping down to stroke the sides of her breasts
  102. > Adagio hums happily into the kiss, her hips grinding against your unfortunately clothed erection
  103. > You push her back, your hands pressing against her petite bosom
  104. "Wouldn't it be more fun if we didn't have clothes in the way?"
  105. > She grins down at you, rubbing her chest against your palms
  106. > "Maybe, but I want to make you cum in your shorts first."
  107. > With that, she increases the pace of her hips' gyration, her head thrown back in pleasure
  108. > You groan, your own pelvis rocking with an aching need
  109. > She laughs triumphantly, her pace increasing again
  110. > Your back arches as you press your throbbing erection against her frantic motions
  111. "Fuuuuuuckkk!"
  112. > Your dick fires away, soaking the front of your shorts with your sticky fluid
  113. > Adagio stops at the sensation, staring down at the results of her efforts
  114. > She dips a hand below your waistband and runs a finger under the cum soaked cloth
  115. > She pops it into her mouth, gazing into your eyes as she suckles on it
  116. "Hot damn."
  117. > Adagio grins
  118. > Then you hear the tent zipper being pulled down
  119. > Aria sticks her head in
  120. > "Come on, Sonata's getting hungry, make us so-"
  121. > Her eyes widen at the tableau, taking in your hands on Adagio's breasts, and the dampness of your crotch
  122. > "Never mind."
  123. > She quickly departs
  124. > Adagio stares down at your chest in embarrassment
  125. > "Maybe we should-"
  126. > You both hear a high pitched squeal and some rapid footsteps
  127. > Sonata pulls the door open wider, grinning
  128. > "Me next!"
  129. > Before Adagio can say anything, Aria drags Bluey away
  130. > Adagio shifts her hips slightly
  131. > "You're going to fuck me. Now."
  132. "Yes, mistress."
  133. > You roll her over onto her back, quickly removing the your shorts and underwear
  134. > Adagio pushes her pajamas and panties down her legs a bit, then lifts them up so you can take them the rest of the way off
  135. > You slide your hands up her thighs, reveling in their smoothness as you remove the last of her clothes
  136. > You press her legs up against her chest, leaving her womanhood on display
  137. > There is no hesitation, you push your cock through her moist folds, sinking deep inside her feverishly warm pussy
  138. > Adagio moans, her hands clawing against the tent floor
  139. > You thrust in and out, one hand stroking the length of her thigh, going low to grab her ass, then sliding up to her knee and back again
  140. > She whimpers, her back arched with pleasure
  141. "Who's a good mistress?"
  142. > You speed up your pelvic thrusts, drawing a gasp each time you hilt
  143. > "I am!"
  144. > You spread her legs and lower yourself down to kiss her
  145. > She wraps her arms and legs around you desperately, moaning into your mouth
  146. > Your fingers snarl into her hair, as you pump her entrance mercilessly
  147. > Her legs tighten around you, shoving as much of you inside her as possible
  148. > You grind against that pressure, feeling her climax all along your dick
  149. > Your hips buck one last time, and you empty your seed inside her
  150. > Even more than before, it feels like you can't stop cumming
  151. > Your cock pulses again and again, firing into her womb
  152. > At last, the orgasm subsides, and you lay boneless on top of her
  153. > She breathes deep, relaxing breaths as she strokes your head happily
  154. > "You really love me."
  155. "I do."
  156. > You stay like that for what seems like forever, but was probably only twenty minutes
  157. > Adagio sighs
  158. > "You probably should make some breakfast."
  159. > You kiss her forehead before you get up
  160. "As you wish."
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