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A Pleasant Present part 3

Stepping inside, I closed the door behind me. There was a spark, followed by the birth of flame held by the mare, she raised the lantern and hung it over the door frame. Her attention returned to me, she was staring at me expectantly, as if I was supposed to do or say something. I tried. "Am I fired?" I asked, averting my eyes to my feet immediately after speaking. There was silence.

"Yes." She said flatly. My heart sank, was this just an elaborate act to tease me? "No wait, you're being promoted! That's what I meant!" She was teasing, it was getting me worked up in a way I couldn't define what emotion was behind it. "Sorry to say you're on suspension for wrecking my boat. Normally we would take a statement, but since you were alone and you consent responsibility, it isn't necessary. Don't feel too bad we all go through it some time or another, but it's a system that has kept us from having the same accident as frequently. While on suspension you have the option to reassign yourself to a temporary job, I thought I'd help you out by letting you be my Keeper." She smirked, "Lighthouse Keeper, though I didn't mean only that." She winked exaggeratedly... I wondered if that wink was meant in another way as well. Even in this dimly lit room I could see her blush, she was no doubt planning something. "Maybe this isn't a promotion, more like a transfer?" She was nothing short of amusing, at least.

I nodded and scanned the interior of the lighthouse. The support beams stood naked on the inside, the walls seemed of plaster and drywall, unfurnished. "How do I get up there?" I asked, staring upward as the entire house was hollow, there were no stairs. "Also where do I sleep, and eat-"

She took my hand and headed to the opposite side, heading toward the only other door. I had expected to end up outside, but there was a descending spiral staircase. It was finely lit, and looked as if it had been recently renovated. "I live here, it's nice and quiet. I know how much you like that." She spoke heading down the stairs with my hand still in hers. I followed as easily as I listened. "I noticed you've been distant, and I had a feeling the distance was causing it. You're Captain's reports show a decline in work ethic, mostly clerical errors but those are just as important. Whenever we talk, you don't seem upset or sad or even distant, so I could only guess you needed me physically as well. Last week confirmed it..." we reached the bottom.

My ears burned with embarrassment, I whined softly to myself while looking at her bunker home. The stairs seemed to be located at the center, there were 5 doorways spaced evenly in the circular stair room. They were identical, no signs or significant markings that defined where each door lead. I shot Leif a glare that I wasn't amused anymore. She stepped up to me hugged me tight, I felt so much better, and hugged back.

The silence was apparent, hard to ignore but I managed. The unicorn really seemed to care, I just had to stay out of my own head, and give in. I splayed my fingers as we hugged, clenching them on her back as her fur bunched between my digits. It was soft, and short, her skin wrinkled as I gripped it. She whimpered and hugged me tighter, pressing her weight into my body. I pushed back, slowly we stepped until I had her gently pinned against the wall, she was panting. It was really hard, but I only managed to ask her if she was alright five times. She nodded and licked my cheek every time.

My hands wandered around her back, rubbing and massaging various sections as I observed. She had her fingers caressing my ears, and it felt amazing. I held my breath and buried my face in her chest, my nose separating her soft and warm bosom. She gasped, but didn't protest, and smelled really good. I knew what it was, my body knew what It was. I felt the change as my arousal grew, my confidence and dominant instincts kicking in. I inhaled as audibly and as much as I could, and growled lowly.

Leif wasn't expecting that, she pushed me off and stared at me with worry. My face returned to normal, with concern and confusion. "Sorry I-I don't know what happened." I said, stepping back in embarrassment. She said nothing, it was almost like a reflex as she stared blankly at me. "Hey!" I barked, she shook her head and regained her senses. This time she looked embarrassed, and turned toward one of the doors. Without a word she stepped in and closed it behind her.

I stood for a few seconds, feeling rather exposed before heading towards the door. I silently gripped the knob and turned it, it wasn't locked. Slowly I opened it to reveal a quaint bedroom, there was a dresser, a bed, and... my computer? Leif was lying naked on the bed face down and away from me. I noticed my bed sheets and pillows, this was all my stuff in here. I got the message.

I stepped in and shut the door with force. She jumped from the sound, but remained lying after. Her face was buried in her arms, her tail swaying side to side over her exposed rump. Her clothes trailed to the bed, she was eager to remove them, perhaps to get in position before I saw. A flattering gesture, there was no question, despite my internal debating if this was certain or not. I inhaled again, and began to strip.

I appreciated that she wasn't watching me, maybe in time I'll get used to being looked at while aroused. I approached the bed, naked as I hovered over the unicorn. I reached out and gripped one of her buttocks, pressing it sideways which exposed her sex. She tensed, but didn't object, I stared entranced at her privates as I watched intently, she winked. Grabbing her other butt cheek, I spread her wide as I knelt at the bed. I was drooling, and I couldn't stop it. My cold nose touched her outer entrance, she squeaked, her face still buried in her arms. I inhaled again, as I had before, she winked. My tongue lashed out as she briefly exposed her sensitivity to me, she moaned into the bed, panting heavily.

The taste was more texture than flavor. Like syrup that tasted like mineral water, with a hint of wheat grass, and carrot cake... I couldn't get enough of it. Her scent, it elicited reactions I've never had before. After the initial lick, my tongue was now lashing at her slit, she happily continued to wink with each lick. Each time she did, she pooled more of her nectar in my mouth. I greedily lapped her, leaving no area "untongued."

My nose was now pressed against her taint, which also smelled amazing. Strong, and spicy... By now I was shamelessly delving my tongue into her vagina as deep as I was able. Leif began to rock her body into my muzzle, I pressed my nose against her pussy and let her push. I was able to still breath out of the corners of my maw as her lips outlined my muzzle, the fur on it now matted. We pressed against each other, each time my muzzle disappeared more and more. Every time she relaxed, a gush flooded my mouth. Warm, thick, and faintly sweet, I had no complaints.

I dove further, my tongue achieving depths I've never imagined. Her muscles began to spasm, clenching my snout which squeezed my tongue out even more. She cooed in delight, her motions becoming more deliberate and intense. Her thighs flexed, holding my head still while also pushing me further in, I held my breath.

Leif brought her hands and grabbed my ears, her back arching to reach. With her head exposed she was panting violently, her breathing so shallow and desperate her voice escaped with each exhalation. Whatever ounce of self preservation she had, was now long gone. She tilted her head back, and looked right at me. Her tongue hung helpless, her own saliva streaming from it, her face was so flush, she seemed worried and paralyzed. She gasped, shut her eyes and repeated: "I'm so sorry I can't hold it!"

I was prepared for it, her grip was so tight around me I wasn't able to receive anything. My tongue wriggled, attempting to taste, but I couldn't. I thought I was prepared for it. She yanked my ears, taking my muzzle all the way in, stretching her wide. I couldn't see her face anymore, just the stretching of her pussy, and her tailhole. I braced myself, my body bringing to my attention that I'll need to come up for air soon. Hopefully she won't be too long.

The pressure was astounding! What fluid she had reserved for her orgasm was now fighting to escape, I couldn't pin point where it was coming from but it was spraying all down my neck and chest, pooling on the bed as the cooling liquid touched my knees. There was a new feeling, warm pressure right outside my throat. I swallowed, and felt it flex. I reached under my chin and took hold of what felt like a tongue. Leif cried out, louder than ever.

Her grip eased up, and I withdrew out of curiosity, and oxygen. I coughed and panted shortly, never releasing my hold of the tongue. Only it wasn't a tongue, it was apart of her clit! Her face was buried again, she sounded like she was sobbing, and the member in my hand was curling between my fingers. Prehensile as anything I've ever seen, I watched it dance in my grip. Steadily it dripped it's milky white, and viscous substance. I simply watched in amusement, before giving it a lick.

To be continued....