That stupid, sexy Anon agrees, turning to the side to allow you access
>Well trained already, huh?
>You make it a point to brush up against him slightly, blaming your pack and the width of the door
>Other pones say some things to Anon, he says some things back - you're not paying attention
>No, apparently nopony bothered to tell you that HIS WHOLE HOUSE SMELLS LIKE HIM
>Buck. It's light, but present everywhere.
"Where should we sit?"
>He turns back to you, closing the door.
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>"Uh, couch works for you if it works for me."
>Oh colt. You don't even know.
>You walk over to the couch and drop your pack, hopping onto the cushions with a *pomf*
>oh buck, he must've lived on this couch
>You lower your head onto a cushion and it's like you're bathing in his scent
>You inhale deeply
>Anon coughs
"Ah!"
>You sit back up straight, looking at him with your wings slightly raised - blushing
"S-sorry, just had a long day."
>He smiles. "I understand. Should I make you some tea?"
"That would be nice, but do you have any coffee?"
>You're not into that prissy-stallion stuff like tea. Coffee or Cider for you, or some of that Gryphonian boarbon.
>"Sure thing. Let me get it set up."
>He walks back to the kitchen and you hear the gentle *clinks* and *thuds* of a coffee kettle being prepared
>"So, how do we want to do this?"
>Heh. You have no idea, colt.
"Well, I figure we start high-level and go from there. Tell me about your people, your nation."
>Find common ground, start to butter him up, he befriends you and then BAM, suddenly he's balls deep in you and you've got arguably the best buckle on your belt
>fuck just being another notch. He's gonna be the centerpiece.
>Speaking of centerpieces, you start to rummage through your pack
>Always come to a stallion's house with a gift. Warms 'em over.
>You hoof out two things - First, a box of roses. Stallions love roses
>The other is a bottle of boarbon. That's more of a ... gift to the room, if you can be honest
>First gift is to get him to let his mane out, second is to get him to let his cock out
>You position yourself back on the couch, tucking the bottle of boarbon under a wing. Can't let him get wise to you just yet.
>He comes back in, holding a cup of hot coffee in each one of his paws
>Unf. Fresh from the kitchen with a gift for momma. I like.
>"So I didn't know what you took with your coffee, so I just kept it black, like mine. Is that ok?"
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Daring Douche
FanfictionDaring doo has every stallion in every city but she keep them a city apart but what happens whne she meet a very random Human that Came to Equestria.
