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Love Bites - (Twilight x Anon)

Aug 7th, 2014
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  1. You and Twilight were over Rarity's for a chat. It was about a new set of clothing you needed, and Twilight had all of your measurements memorized. Twilight would occasionally move her neck just right by mere chance, exposing the obvious bruises under her skin. Rarity's eyes would immediately lock onto them until they were out of sight, her eyes shrinking to tiny pinpricks each time.
  2.  
  3. Each of those bruises were from you biting Twilight on the neck.
  4.  
  5. Lovingly, of course.
  6.  
  7. The mare discovered she had a fetish for it early on, and you were more than happy to oblige. You never went further than bruises, naturally. You weren't in a rush to actually hurt Twilight, and you weren't a fan of wounding your lover.
  8.  
  9. The other ponies? They didn't know that. One had actually screamed bloody murder when you bit Twilight in public once, swearing up and down you were going in for the kill.
  10.  
  11. Frankly? Twilight never bothered to correct them, she simply dismissed the guards when they showed up.
  12.  
  13. She wore her 'battle scars' with pride, even going to Celestia herself with her neck bruised. Celestia had ignored it, likely knowing what they were.
  14.  
  15. "Anon and I would love to have you over for dinner, Rarity." Twilight said.
  16.  
  17. Your name being spoken brought you out of your own little introspective reverie, looking back at the two mares. Twilight rubbed her cheek against yours, and brought an ear down to your mouth. You took your cue, nibbling gently on her ear and getting a cooing sound for a reward.
  18.  
  19. You smiled softly as the lavender mare pulled away, though Rarity's expression was anything but pleased. Rarity was looking at you with a healthy dose of fear, and Twilight went from happy and content to giving the unicorn a flat look of disbelief.
  20.  
  21. "Hey, I thought we got over this whole 'stranger danger' thing *years* ago." The alicorn said bluntly, irritated.
  22.  
  23. "D-darling, can I speak to you...in private?" The white unicorn asked, looking as if she were about to bolt out of the room.
  24.  
  25. Twilight sighed.
  26.  
  27. "I guess. Anon, could you...?"
  28.  
  29. "Head on home?" You asked, finishing her thought. "Of course, my little cutlet."
  30.  
  31. Twilight shivered, a broad grin on her face.
  32.  
  33. "Hunter, please, not in public!" She giggled.
  34.  
  35. Rarity looked absolutely mortified.
  36. ---
  37. "Twilight, look at you!" Rarity started, as soon as she was sure the human was gone.
  38.  
  39. He was walking down the street, whistling to himself.
  40.  
  41. "...what?" You replied, quirking an eyebrow.
  42.  
  43. "You've got bruises all over your neck! He's been *biting* you with those horrible canines of his!"
  44.  
  45. You chuckled, blushing lightly.
  46.  
  47. "I wouldn't call them 'horrible'..."
  48.  
  49. The fashionista's eyes looked like they were going to bug out of her head.
  50.  
  51. "Y-you...what?!"
  52.  
  53. You sighed, pulling over her fainting couch and catching her just as the mare fell. Taking a seat yourself, you took a deep breath.
  54.  
  55. "Rarity, I *like* it."
  56.  
  57. "Like WHAT?! Being EATEN!?"
  58.  
  59. "Now you're just over-reacting." You said, narrowing your eyes at Rarity. "He's gentle. I give him complete and total control...and he doesn't abuse it."
  60.  
  61. "He. Is. Biting. You." The mare repeated, as if you were either hard of hearing or deaf entirely. "And the names! 'Cutlet'!? 'Hunter'!?"
  62.  
  63. "They're just pet names." You replied evenly, attempting to not get more upset. "If you didn't want to stop over for dinner, you only had to say 'no'."
  64.  
  65. Rarity looked away, sighing.
  66.  
  67. "No, Twilight. I can't do dinner tonight. Not because I don't like Anonymous, and not because I disapprove of...this." She said, waving a hoof at you. "I have too many orders to keep up with, I'm afraid."
  68.  
  69. You huffed, seeing right through the lie. She was sweating, heavily. Her eyes were dilated, and her heart rate was way, way up. You could see her heartbeat in her neck. Funny how living (and sleeping) with Anon let you pick up on your own tells, and apply them to others.
  70.  
  71. "Yeah. You're afraid, alright." You replied venomously. "I'll see you later, Rarity."
  72.  
  73. Before the fashionista could retort or reply, you teleported home.
  74. ---
  75. Twilight appeared in a flash of magenta light, just a few millimeters from teleporting *into* you. You had never been entirely sure what would happen if she ever did. Nothing pleasant, most likely. You leapt back in shock, and a small yelp accompanied it.
  76.  
  77. "That mare!" Twilight shouted, growling angrily.
  78.  
  79. "What?"
  80.  
  81. "She won't do dinner with us, because she saw the bruises." Twilight said, huffing. "Not like she'd end up the main course!"
  82.  
  83. "Yeah, she's more of a side." You chuckled.
  84.  
  85. Twilight glared daggers at you, and you rolled your eyes.
  86.  
  87. "C'mon. It'll be just me and you then. A salad for you, a nice steak for me...I know you like watching..."
  88.  
  89. Twilight's anger almost evaporated entirely at the mention of that.
  90.  
  91. "...I...alright."
  92.  
  93. You set the table while Twilight lightly cooked a steak and prepped the salad. She had always wanted to try a bit of the steak, but her flat teeth could never really chew it that well. So she would watch instead.
  94.  
  95. Dinner was prepped and ready in record time, as you had mentioned to the mare that you could eat slightly-raw beef. So once the center hit one forty-five, she cut it off of the heat and threw it on a plate with some side greens for you.
  96.  
  97. Twilight polished off her salad, then settled in for her 'show'. You cut off a small portion, and bit into it. Tender, juicy, flavorful...
  98.  
  99. "You know, Twilight."
  100.  
  101. "Hmm?" She replied, almost lost.
  102.  
  103. "The darker the meat, the better the flavor."
  104.  
  105. "Oh? Why's that?"
  106.  
  107. She was mystified, the occasional chill going down her spine as you detailed the various reasons. You were giving this mare an adrenaline rush just by getting your protein for the day.
  108.  
  109. Grinning deviously, you cut into the steak and let a little of the juice splash on her snout. She lapped it off, humming in pleasure.
  110.  
  111. "What's going on in that little pony head of yours, tenderloin?" You asked quietly, a sly smile crossing your face.
  112.  
  113. She didn't speak, only presented her neck to you.
  114.  
  115. "Hmm."
  116.  
  117. You ran your fingers down her spine, and she shivered again. Your teeth graced her neck next, and the mare moaned in pleasure.
  118.  
  119. "This would be a nice chuck roast back home." You said in a low, playful growl.
  120.  
  121. Your teeth glided along her spine next, and she gasped. You squeezed her sides, feeling her ribcage flex.
  122.  
  123. "Ribs with barbecue sauce here..."
  124.  
  125. Your hands reached to her belly, lightly scraping her fur and tummy with your nails.
  126.  
  127. "I'm sure I could do something with this..."
  128.  
  129. You felt her shudder again, and she squeed in joy.
  130.  
  131. "But your flank..."
  132.  
  133. You gripped her flank and bit down lightly, teeth grazing her cutie mark. She whinnied in sheer reflex, blushing horribly at the natural reaction.
  134.  
  135. "Remember what I said about dark meats...?"
  136.  
  137. She nodded very slowly, shuddering in anticipation.
  138.  
  139. Then your tongue went across her velvet folds, savoring the mare's unique blackberry-hinted flavor.
  140.  
  141. "They always have the most flavor..." Twilight moaned, wings flared. Her natural lubrication dripped from her pussy, the scent absolutely intoxicating. You put your hands on either side of her, guiding her away from the table and upstairs.
  142.  
  143. She hopped up onto the bed, and you pushed her onto her side. Twilight smiled at you as the bed absorbed her fall.
  144.  
  145. A smile filled with equal parts complete arousal and total trust.
  146.  
  147. You pressed your lips to her neck, feeling her heartbeat surge through her arteries. Her breath hitched in her throat as she wrapped a wing around your back. You guided your lips up her neck, on her jaw, and to her own lips. Your tongue invaded her mouth, and she held you there, savoring her own little morsel.
  148.  
  149. She slowly let you go, nibbling on your tongue every couple of millimeters.
  150.  
  151. "Anon..."
  152.  
  153. "Twilight?"
  154.  
  155. "I...I think the hunter can claim his game..."
  156.  
  157. "It's cute that you give me permission." You said with a hint of darkness, teeth nibbling the tips of her ears. A shriek left her mouth as your canines again went to her neck, sucking on the minor wound. It too started bruising lightly, the mare was like a banana. Eventually Twilight would just be one giant bruise.
  158.  
  159. "It implies you have a choice." You finished, planting your hands on her flank.
  160.  
  161. You pulled on her flank, dragging her onto your stomach and letting her fluids drip onto your belly.
  162.  
  163. You could tell she was absolutely terrified...
  164.  
  165. ...and couldn't possibly be happier.
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