Ingress 4
#4 of Ingress
Jason stretched faintly, giving a yawn. It was ten minutes before his alarm was going to go off. It was the time he always woke up. He reached over towards the alarm clock, but paused. There was something warm and firm against his bare chest. Blinking his eyes open, he pulled the edge of the blanket upwards, and peeked underneath. The image of a sleeping pony greeted him, and the question of 'what the fuck are you doing?' died somewhere between his mind and his mouth under the sheer amount of adorable that was possessed by the sleeping pony.
Very gentle, Jason eased his way out from under the covers, leaving Lyra laying there as a warm lump, before moving stiff-legged towards the shower.
After just a few moments of running the hot water system, steam began to fill the bathroom, fogging up the mirror. Jason left the door open just a crack, and then slipped in under the hot water. With a soft, happy sigh, he sat himself down in the corner of the shower and tilted his head towards the spray, letting it wash over him.
The first indication that Jason had of Lyra being in the shower with him, was the sound of her hooves hitting the bottom of the shower with a soft thud.
Jason's eyes blinked open, and he snorted, immediately closing his legs to protect his modesty, just shaking his head at the small unicorn, already too used to her eccentricities to bother berating her.
"Ooo, it's warm!" Lyra said with a happy grin, leaning towards the spray and arching her head up into it. "What magic is used to make this?"
"The hot water system," Jason said with a slight frown. "And it's not magic or nothing."
"Maaaagic~" Lyra responded in a sing-song tone, sitting down in the shower and stretching out happily under the water. "Why do you hide yourself like you're deformed or something?"
Jason looked away, trying to think how best to explain it. "Well... It's private."
"You've seen mine," Lyra said with a flippant shrug.
"I have not!" Jason said immediately.
"Well you must have nearsightedness!" Lyra huffed, pursing her lips.
Jason make a scrunching motion with his hands, exasperated. "Why would I want to look there?!"
Lyra's lower lip poked out a little bit, beginning to tremble. "You don't find me attractive?"
Jason could only stare at the unicorn. "You're not even my species. I mean, kissing is one thing, finding you attractive is another thing entirely."
"So you don't even find me attractive enough to look?" Lyra asked, frowning deeply.
"That's just not something humans do!" Jason protested, trying to get it across to the unicorn. "Even if it was another human I wouldn't do it. It's disrespectful!"
"I don't want your respect," Lyra said instantly, giving him a sly smile.
"But I'm not going to disrespect you by just ogling you without your permission," he stated flatly, shaking his head in exasperation.
"Annnd if I gave you permission?" Lyra asked sweetly, leaning towards him and batting her eyes.
"Oh god... this is so bloody awkward," Jason stated, closing his eyes and shaking his head.
"I could make it more awkward?" Lyra suggested with a tilted head, a mischievous grin on her muzzle.
Jason just sighed. "I really doubt that, Lyra."
Lyra grinned even more, and then leaned in to nip at his earlobe, before whispering heatedly into it, "You remind me of my father... it turns me on..."
Jason's eyes widened, and he immediately pushed at the unicorn's chest with both palms, forcing her away from him. "I stand corrected!"
Lyra dissolved into a fit of giggling, stuffing a hoof against her muzzle to stifle the sound.
"What are you even doing here?" Jason asked, to divert the conversation into less awkward lands.
"We kissed. I'm totally allowed to sleep in your bed now," Lyra said with an earnest nod.
Jason blinked once, raising a brow. "You're making that up."
Lyra shook her head. "Oh no, if you kiss a pony, you get special privileges!"
Jason stared at Lyra for a long moment. "...really?"
Lyra giggled and bopped his nose with her hoof. "Nope! But I'm an adorable pony and I can just make big, sad eyes at you to save myself from any possible repercussions to my eccentricities."
A soft sigh left the human, and he shook his head. "I hate how aware you are of your cuteness."
Another giggle left the pony, and she stepped over closer to him, dropping herself into his lap without a single word and splaying herself out happily.
Jason pushed at her with his palms again. "What're you doing?!"
"I'm getting comfy!" Lyra said, huffing at him, "Or I was until you started pushing me!"
"I'm naked!" Jason reiterated, scowling.
"And? Show me yours and I'll show you mine!" Lyra said with a giggle.
Jason sighed and rolled his eyes. "What are we, nine?"
"Nine...?" Lyra asked, blinking once. "Nine what?"
"Years old!" Jason huffed, glowering down at the pony.
"I'm far older than that!" Lyra scoffed, nudging his chin once with her nose, and then turning her gaze on him, with wide, innocent eyes, and a quivering bottom lip. "Pleeeease Jason? Can I just sit in your lap? Pleeeease?"
Jason grit his teeth, staring down at her, grimacing, before he covered her face with his hand. "Fine! Just stop making that bloody face at me!"
Lyra giggled happily, and then squirmed around in his lap, sitting down with her back against his stomach, peering up at him upside-down.
"I think I figured out how I got here, too!" the unicorn said with a happy nod.
"That's good," Jason replied, idly stroking his fingertips through her mane.
A long silence stretched between them, before Jason asked, "Well?"
"Well what?" Lyra asked, oblivious.
"Tell me how you got here!" Jason growled.
"Well... I made a portal," Lyra said with a happy grin.
"...really?" Jason asked, his voice laced with sarcasm.
"You know about the multiverse theory, right?" Lyra asked suddenly.
"Something about each of our choices creating a new alternate reality that exists in parallel with our own," Jason stated.
Lyra blinked once.
"I've seen a few episodes of Stargate," Jason said with a shrug.
"Well... there are only two possibilities of how I got here. One; I moved a great distance. To another planet. Or another galaxy," Lyra explained, still watching him upside-down.
"Aye, but if that were the case... we wouldn't speak the same language," Jason pointed out.
"Exactly!" Lyra said excitedly, wiggling in his lap happily. "And I've looked at the wardrobes. They're exactly the same! I don't just mean in the size, I mean in composition as well! They were cut from exactly the same tree! The whorls in the wood are the same, the striations, the size and shapes, everything!"
"And the significance is?" Jason asked blankly.
Lyra face-hoofed. "Right! You don't know about magic... Well, I was trying to target the magic to a different point in Equestria, but a bird hit my window and I must have lost my train of thought,"
"I cannot possibly see how that could happen to you," Jason stated, with heavy sarcasm.
Lyra swatted his cheek with a hoof. "Shush you! I must have forced it to target the wardrobe itself by accident. And since you can't make a doorway that ends in the exact same place it starts, without breaking the universe, it did the next best thing! It found a copy of the wardrobe elsewhere and make the doorway link there!"
Jason rubbed his cheek where Lyra had swatted him, and peered down at her thoughtfully. "But... why here?"
"Why not?" Lyra asked, tilting her head to the side. "If not here, then I would be having this discussing with some other human. Or maybe even some other you."
"And now my head hurts," Jason said, rubbing his temple. "And not just because you hit me."
"Want me to kiss it better?" Lyra asked, perking up.
Jason snorted, wrapping his arms around her and rubbing his fingertips against her stomach. "No. I don't intend to be here another half hour while you try to eat my face again."
Lyra snorted and rolls her eyes. "But I just need more practise!"
Jason shook his head, tapping her nose with a fingertip. "So. If you managed to create a portal to a... alternate reality or whatever it was. How exactly is it that you're a pony and I'm not?"
"Random chance!" Lyra said with a happy wiggle of her hips. Jason immediately placed a hand on her hips, to stop her from doing that again.
"Why not other ponies?" Jason asked, confused. "That would make more sense."
"Maaaaybe~" Lyra sing-songed. "But it would seem that there are strong similarities in our histories! Etymology shows that many words are based on past events. Their use and evolution is governed by historiological events that we must have in common, otherwise we'd just be speaking gibberish at eachother!"
"Okay, then. But what about technology? Why do you ponies not have TV's and microwaves and toasters?" Jason asked curiously.
Lyra gave a grin at that. "I've been thinking about that too!" she said with a happy nod, deliberately tilting her head back until her horn touched his chest, wiggling it back and forth slightly.
"Magic," Jason said with dawning comprehension.
"Exactly!" Lyra squeaked, grinning. "We don't need to develop all these things because we have magic!"
"Interesting," Jason admitted, rubbing his chin with one hand, his other hand rubbing against her stomach.
"Very interesting!" Lyra said with a giggle and a bounce.
"How do you know you didn't just go back or forwards in time?" Jason queried.
"Starswirl's laws of time travel prevents that!" Lyra explained with a happy nod.
"Starswirl's what?" Jason asked, perplexed.
"Laws of time travel!" Lyra added with a grin. "I think it's the... fifth law? Some law! One of them states that a constant time bridge must be contained within non-elemental vehicles!"
"You've completely lost me. Again," Jason admitted, sighing and shaking his head. "I feel dumb around you."
"Silly," Lyra said, bopping him on the nose again with a hoof. "The law basically states that for any time bridge to exist, it must be made of a material that does not exist in our universe! The wardrobe is made of wood, so it's an elemental material~ Therefore, it can't be a time bridge that I've made!"
"Elemental?" Jason asked flatly. "What's that supposed to mean? Why would it even matter?"
"Elemental means basic," Lyra explained, wiggling against him again. Jason once more stilled her with his hands. "So anything that the universe is made up of is elemental. The bridge can't be made of an elemental material because it would exist in two places at once~ Like, if you made a capsule, and then went back in time two minutes! There'd be another capsule right there that's already the same as the first one! And the time-space continuum really doesn't like having clone objects within it. It kinda... breaks after a little while."
"And back to not understanding a thing you're saying," Jason admitted, sighing and shaking his head.
"Just... take it from me! A time machine has to be made of non-elemental materials and it can only work one-way! Ponies can go back in time at will, but they've gotta take precautions. And they can only be there for a few seconds, or sometimes even minutes! Otherwise, they get torn apart at a molecular level as the time-space-continuum forces the two objects, I.E ponies, are forced to try and inhabit the same place in the continuum. 'Course, you can avoid all that by just going back to before you were born!"
Jason placed a hand over Lyra's mouth. "Okay, can we go back to talking about really awkward stuff before you make my head hurt any more?"
"Okay!" Lyra said with a happy grin, wiggling against him again. "Why are humans so averse to allowing others to see their genitalia?"
The human scoffed at that, shaking his head. "I didn't mean literally."
"No! I'm curious!" Lyra said with an earnest nod. "You could see mine whenever you wanted!"
Jason snorted softly. "Humans only let other people see them naked if they intend to have sex."
"So your kind does that as well?" Lyra asked, head canting to the side curiously. "If you walk in on some human when they're changing their clothes, or when they're in the shower, are you expected to have sex with them?"
Jason facepalmed, shaking his head. "No, silly pony. We only have sex if we want to."
"Ohhh, that's good!" Lyra said, wiggling her hips again.
"Stop that!" Jason whined, stilling the unicorn once more.
"Stop what?" Lyra asked innocently, giving him her most wide, naive eyes.
"Wiggling!" jason said, exasperated.
Lyra snorted and then wiggled her hips against, irregardless of his attempts to stop her. "Whyyyyy?" She asked innocently, peering up at him still.
"Because you're in my lap!" Jason growled, shaking his head.
Lyra giggled again, pressing back against him. "In that a prooooblem~? Is it making you arouuuused~?"
Jason's eyes narrowed, and he huffed at the unicorn. "If you keep hinting at that kind of stuff, it's going to actually happen," he warned, poking her nose with a fingertip. "And I doubt you actually want that."
"Dooon't I?" Lyra asked innocently, grinning up at him.
"I get the feeling you're just bluffing and use sexual innuendo to put me off-balance," Jason explained, idly rubbing her stomach again with a palm.
"Why doncha just call my bluff then?" Lyra asked innocently, tilting her head to the side, still staring at him upside-down. "And then you could exult in your victory over me while I gasp and blush and hide in the corner!"
Jason stared down at her, eyes narrowed. "And if you're not bluffing?"
"Then you could totally exult in-" Lyra was cut off as Jason pressed his hand down further, letting his fingers drift between her thighs. The unicorn's eyes widened, and she gave a soft squeak and a shudder, her back arching just a little bit.
Jason stared down at her, raising a brow slowly, letting his fingertips brush along the cleft of the unicorn's sex, exploring it with his fingertips gently.
Lyra gave a faint shudder, biting her bottom lip and squirming back against him with a gasp and shudder, spreading her hindlegs and bending her back further to allow him easier access.
"Well, at least I know how to shut you up now," Jason stated, giving a firmer rub with his fingertips.
Lyra shuddered and whimpered softly, swatting at him with a hoof. Jason grinned and leaned back, allowing the swing to miss him. "Y-your fingers are so much better than a hoof!"
Jason gave a wry grin at that. "Most likely. But hey, if you think just rubbing is something..."
Lyra perked her ears, staring up at him curiously, her eyes suddenly widening as she felt his fingertips spreading open her sex, and a single long digit suddenly pressing inside. A stifled gasp and squeal left the unicorn, and she wiggled against him again, her ears splaying hard.
The soft depths of the unicorn's sex squeezed around his digit as he pressed it inside, the warm walls already moist, clenching against the intruding object.
"O-oh sweet Celestia!" Lyra squeaked, her eyes wide, biting her bottom lip all the harder. Jason gave a sly grin and then pressed a single finger into her body, making the young unicorn whimper and arch all the more, quivering against him helplessly.
"Not what you were expecting?" Jason asked innocently, even as he twisted to the side slightly so he could twist his wrist and allow his thumb to begin rubbing against the unicorn's clit firmly.
Lyra whimpered once more, pressing back against him, her hindlegs splaying and lifting just a little bit, kicking at the air helplessly as she shuddered and gripping his arm tight in her forehooves.
"Not so different from human girls then," Jason said with a sly grin, beginning to work both fingers into her again and again, sinking them into the squeezing depths firmly.
"D-don't you d-dare stop!" Lyra whimpered, squeezing his arm so tightly that it was starting to go numb.
"You ponies do cum, don't you?" Jason asked, worried for a moment.
"Yes!" Lyra squeaked, whimpering helplessly and beginning to grind her hips towards the stimulation again and again, her horn beginning to glow.
Jason stared down at the glowing horn with concern, worried that it would begin to affect him again. Immediately, he began to work his fingers into her harder, grinding his thumb against her clit firmly in an effort to make the unicorn orgasm as soon as possible.
Lyra bit her bottom lip again, clenching her eyes closed and humping her hips against his thrusting fingers, her quivering depths starting to squeeze and clench around them all the tighter. Her horn began to glow all the brighter, and muffled squeals escaped her quivering muzzle.
The unicorn's horn suddenly exploded with light, and a sharp pain invaded Jason's temple, like a minor migraine, while Lyra quivered and shuddered against him, a sudden rush of liquids spilling down over his fingers and palm, wetting his thighs as the pony came.
Jason held the unicorn close as she slumped, going limp in his embrace. Panting hard, the Unicorn took several long moment to return to coherency, lifting her head with a low groan, licking her lips and blinking up at him. "W-wow."
"Call your bluff," Jason stated, slowly sliding his fingers out of her warm, tight sex. Lyra whimpered at the sensation, wiggling her hips helplessly.
"You did..." Lyra panted, laying back against him with a low moan. "I had no idea your fingers were so dextrous!"
"And I just fingered a unicorn," Jason stated, blinking once down at her.
"A cute unicorn!" Lyra corrected.
"A cute unicorn," Jason agreed, leaning down to kiss her upside-down-nose.
Lyra purred, kissing him in response and then slumping back against him. "I need to sleep more," she murmured, wiggling to get comfy.
"Very human thing of you to do," Jason stated, shaking his head at her.
"Whaaat?" Lyra whined.
"Falling asleep directly after sex. Well... orgasm. That wasn't really sex," Jason said with a shake of his head.
"So sue me!" Lyra snorted, wiggling around to face him and then splaying across his front, resting her chin on his shoulder.
Jason rolled his eyes, rubbing a hand through her wet mane and allowing the tired unicorn to rest against him, kissing her cheek once.
The unicorn made a faint, incoherent sound that could have been a word, and then she was asleep.