DT thing (short, lewd?) to do

>>30964421
>A couple years passes by, as do hoofball seasons
>You grow closer and closer with every matches, and you soon find that the older she gets, and the more she drinks, the cuddlier she becomes
>You wake up in the middle of the night, half sprawled on the sofa with the preteen filly lying on top of your chest, completely out
>No wonder with how much she drank
>But speaking about drink...
>You gotta piss
>Really badly
>Fuck
>There's no way out, and if there's something you learned throughout these years, is that she HATES being awoken before sun is up
>You ponder over your situation for a minute, simply watching the filly's belly slowly rise and fall in rhythm with her breathing
>Her mane is a fucking mess, some strands sticking to her forehead thanks to a mix of sweat and booze and... you have no idea
>Also the ballcap she was wearing until recently didn't really help
>Yeah, she's gonna be pissed about that too
>Eh, whatever
>You do your best and try to somehow push the liquid in some interdimensional pocket you wish you kept somewhere in there
>To no success
>You really gotta take a leak, and there's no negotiations possible
>You take a deep breath and prepare yourself mentally
>You gotta metal gear that shit
>You shift a bit and use your elbows as support to slowly, ever so slowly rise up, then use your other hand to--
>You freeze as you see her stir in her sleep, her little hooves stretching out as she lets out a yawn
>You give her a couple seconds, making sure that she's well asleep, and finally decides to bring your hands to her form
>Okay, you got this, easy... easssyyy....
>Your fingers finally make contact and--
>"What are you doing?"
>She's still half asleep
>And yet she somehow already sounds pissed
>She lifts her head to get a good look at you, or something close enough, sleepiness making it hard for her to open her eyelids further than that
>"Were you going to pet me while I was asleep?"
>What
"W-wha-no! I was just--"

>>30964845
>"Or maybe you wanted to do more,"
>What the fuck?!
>"Oh I see, this was the perfect opportunity to strike, I mean, you had a poor, defenseless filly passed out on top of you, so of course you'd try and take advantage of me~,"
>You have a hard time processing every words
>You'll never understand how she does it, how she can act as if she didn't drink three bottles of hard cider not four or five hours ago
>Maybe it's a horse thing, you don't really know