Music and Chill

18 May 2016

21:29 GyroTech boops Eventide!

21:29 Eventide crosses her eyes

21:29 GyroTech crosses her teeth with his hoof

21:30 Eventide nibbles on the hoof

21:32 GyroTech takes a sharp gasp as she peirces teh flesh and a trickle of warm blood oozes out.

21:33 Eventide squeaks! That wasn't meant to happen! She's usually much more careful with her sharp fangs... She must have gotten a little carried away!

21:37 GyroTech holds his hoof there to let her lick it off if she wants. He didnt mind a little blood letting for a cute mare after all.

21:39 Eventide stares up at the stallion for a moment and looks left, then right. Finally, she slowly lurches forward, wrapping her lips around the little pinprick wounds she left. Her tongue runs over GyroTech's fur, lapping up the slow trickle of blood coming out.

21:41 GyroTech lets out a little giggle and then brings his free hoof up to scratch at her ear as the warm wet lips encircle his hoof. His fur taints the usual flavor of the blood just a tad with his fruity oils, and that scent hangs right at her nose as well. "Heh, you're feeling a little hungry this evening arent you? You seem more interested in that than your cocktail~" he teases gently.

21:45 Eventide rests a forehoof over GyroTech's leg, using it to hold it in place while she continued to lick and stroke at it with her tongue - even long after it had stopped bleeding. She tilts her head toward his hoof, flitting her ear against it. Only when he speaks to her again does she finally pull her head away, tilting it in confusion. "Cocktail?" She blinks, looking around, "I-I'm sorry, but... I... Where am I?"

21:51 GyroTech snickers as she continues to lick his hoof after it stops bleeding, but then he begins to feel a bit awkward about being held there as it continues and long strands of drool drip down his hoof. He quits stroking her and gives her a prod till she comes to. "DOnt you remember? We're at my house...I invited you back here from the bar for a little time alone to listen to some music and chill?" He offers with a hesitant smile on his face. He hoped she was a better lay than her memory seemed to be at the moment.

21:57 Eventide continues to examine her surroundings, tufted ears twitching this way and that. She licks her lips clean of excess saliva and finally turns back to look at GyroTech, "Music and chill, huh?" She extends a wing out toward the Mojito she just recalled he'd made her earlier and takes a sip. Perhaps she's already had too much to drink? Funny... she doesn't /feel/ drunk...

22:02 GyroTech looks down at his dripping hoof and then wipes it off on his chest fur with a little chuckle. "I didnt think you had that much to drink...Are you feeling alright there miss Eventide?" He asks, reaching a hoof out to wrap around her shoulder and steady her. He was feeling a little shakey abotu the chilling now...Last thing he wants was for her to regret things too much. With a glow of his horn he switchs the track on the phonograph to something a little more upbeat.

22:10 Eventide perks her ears up, tensing a little when she feels the stallion's hoof resting on her shoulders. She does nothing to pull away though, once the surprise had subsided. "Uh... Yeah, I'm fine. Sorry, I must have zoned out there or something." She tries her best to give him a confident smile, but it's obvious she's still a little confused. She frowns, trying to remind herself what she's even doing here in the first place. From what she can gather, she'd been invited here to listen to some music and relax. That's step one done, but she's not too sure about the relaxing part. "If we were going to chill, shouldn't we be listening to something, I'unno, kinda jazzy? Blue maybe?"

22:16 GyroTech gives the mare a little nodand smiles back at her. "Uhh right...ya I hope you get it together again...." He tussles her mane, letting her continue to relax when he hears her question. THe unicorn has to fight hard to resist the urge to facehoof. How the hell did he manage to find the one mare who doesnt know that euphamism... he signs and changes out the record to something a little more mellow. Maybe he could put her in the proper mood anyways? He snuggles a litle closer to the mare and leans his head down on her shoulder. "Hows that music doing for you? Does it please you?"

22:26 Eventide wraps a hoof around his waist and pulls him closer, leaning in to rest her cheek over his ear and letting the tip of her nose brush against his horn. "Oh yeah, this is much better. You've got good taste..." She stops herself short, only now realizing that she'd never gotten the stallion's name. Or perhaps she's forgotten that too. She takes a quick look at his flank for quick hints and takes a shot in the dark, "...Gyro..." She bites her lip, anxiously waiting for a response.

22:31 GyroTech draws a sharp breath as her fuzzy snout presses up against the sensitive bone. His form presses against hers in a gentle carress as his warm fur brushes up againt her body. THe unicorn seems unphased by the name and responds with a giggle instead. "Is that my blood or my music choice that you're refering too?" He tilts his head down and brushes his horn a little more against her soft fur, littling little tingles trace across the bone.

22:37 Eventide strokes a hoof up and down his side, smiling to herself upon realizing her success in remembering his name. "Hmm... Both, I guess. Your blood has a certain tinge about it.. I'm not sure how I could describe it, but I've never tasted anything quite like it before." Though she'd never admit it, she'd never actually /been/ so close to a unicorn. She might as well attribute it to that. She fixes her eyes on the stallion's horn, watching it curiously. She lets her tongue slip out of her mouth, just barely enough to prod against the hard protrusion. It's such a strange little thing up close...

22:37 < Eventide> (I've got to go to sleep in a minute!)

10:00 GyroTech purrs softly as her hoof runs down his side and then moves his own forhoof to stroke gently at the velvety wings. It'd been a while since he'd felt the carress of a bat pony, but he certainly enjoyed it when he did. His hoof trails down the long slender bones and back up the soft resilient wings. "Huh, well I suppose I've been told I've had really good blood before~ I'm glad you enjoy~" He responds with a grin. He nuzzles against the soft fur of her chin as her tongue slips out to the sensitive length. He tilts his head down against her tongue, stroking it across the indented spirals that trace along it, drawing forth from it a couple magical sparks that tingle at the tongue.

10:11 Eventide folds her ears back and closes her eyes, taking in a deep breath of the scent of GyroTech's mane. At his touch, her wing unfurls, coming up to rest against his side. The tips of its bony fingers play through his fur, ruffling it gently as she moves. "It has certainly... wet my appetite." She murmurs, those little tingles from his horn only drawing her closer. She presses her lips against it and drags her tongue upward to get a better taste. Hopefully this wouldn't appear too forward to the stallion.. She's just curious! And maybe still a little inebriated.

10:21 GyroTech presses himself into her soft wings as she wraps him up and closes his eyes, letting his other senses take him. His tongue snakes out of his mouth to give a gentle playful lick against the mare's chest, before nuzzling into it. "Well...its been ages since I've been claimed~" he says knowingly, "Probably ripe for the harvest at this point." A moan escapes his lips as she drags against his horn a little more, sending pleasant sensations down his spine and causing him to shudder. Hmm maybe she was in the mood to chill, even if she hadnt quite got the euphamism. His horn sparks a little more intensely hot wet tongue. He even tilts his head to the side, angling it as if to push the tip past her lips.

10:30 < GyroTech> (Gotta run off to a meeting I'll post when I get back)

10:30 Eventide twitches a little when she feels the sparking against her tongue a little more strongly this time. She's about to pull away when she senses the stallion tilting his head, as though inviting her to play with his horn some more. It doesn't take any more encouragement than that to get her to wrap her lips around its tip, swirling her tongue against its beveled ridges. At the same time, her wings wrap themselves around the stallion more fully, ensconcing him in their warmth and doing their best to keep him comfortable. After all, her worries about being too bold have been all but dissolved at this point. Perhaps this is the chill he spoke of?

10:30 < Eventide> (okiedoke!)

11:37 < GyroTech> (long meeting and then lunch too...sorry I'll be longer than I thought D:)

11:50 < Eventide> that's okay

12:42 < GyroTech> (Prods wonders if they're around and want to continue)

12:46 Eventide ees

12:51 GyroTech eases his horn up past the mare's soft lips as she takes it in and then tilts his head around, delibeartly scraping it against her teeth and trying to encourage her to bite down on the hard bone. His magic lights up her mouth in a green glow with each spurt as teh stallion moans softly. Now belly to belly with the mare, she can feel as his sheath begins to plump out steadily from the stimulation, causing the mottled tip to slowly extend from the blue pouch. The pink tail seeks out the mare's white striped one, and upon finding it, wraps around it in a tight embrace as gyro pulls himself tigher against her body. One hoof travels down her sides, coming to rest on her pretty flower, tracing around the petals.

13:03 Eventide drags her tongue up and down GyroTech's horn, suckling on it gently while she tilts her head forward further to take more of it in. Catching onto what the stallion was trying to do, she clenches her jaw, just firmly enough to let her scrape her teeth against its hard surface. While she was enjoying getting familiar with the bony appendage, she'd barely noticed the heat emanating from his nethers.. Or her own, for that matter. Only when his errant hoof finally graces her marehood does she react - with a short squeak and a hard clenching of her jaws upon his horn. Finally, the little batpony has realized the true meaning of this "chill" of his. It seems they've already gotten a head start, too. The sensual act of licking and suckling on the stallion's horn had already gotten her a little bothered. And a bit damp.

13:04 < GyroTech> (Sure we can go with that flower too :P)

13:04 < Eventide> (I am confused)

13:04 < GyroTech> (Her cutie mark is also a flower :B)

13:04 < Eventide> (I didn't realize there were other things you could call a flower :P)

13:04 < Eventide> (OH!)

13:05 < Eventide> (you've made me blush irl. thanks)

13:05 < GyroTech> ( :D 

13:06 < Eventide> (Yeah, now that I re-read it, it makes sense, heh. Anyway, carry on! It's not too big a divergence.)

13:06 < GyroTech> (Indeed, but I still wanted to point that out :B I realized as I was typing it it might be misinterpreted but I wanted to see if you got it. I was gonna go either way :B)

13:07 < Eventide> (Okiedoke!)

13:16 GyroTech freezes as the teeth clench down onto his hard bony spiral and his tongue lolls out as a lewd moan escapes his lips. He slowly presses his horn into her mouth and then pulls it out, feeling the teeth click over ever indentation. His breathing accelerates to hot panting as his heart begins to race. He gasps and shudders at the hard bite on his horn, causing a refelxive surge in warm tingling sparks. He smirks as he feels the hot fluids dripping from her marehood and then traces his hoof around the mound. He lets the tip linger on her cute little button before dipping in between the lips. The unicorn grinds his lengeth against her belly fur as he manages to reach his full length, leaving little trails of beaded pre across the fuzz.

13:25 Eventide isn't quite used to the sort of prickling sensation she's feeling in her mouth. It's not unpleasant, though. In fact, she's only encouraged further, tilting her head to let one of her fangs press against the side of Gyro's horn while he moves it in and out for her. She crosses her hindlegs against his hoof, pushing her hips up a little in an attempt to grind against it when it finally begins to part her hot, pink folds, eager for more. In doing so, her soft belly fur also rubs itself against the stallion's warm length, smearing his pre into matted fuzzy patches.

13:44 GyroTech groans and thrusts his horn in and out of the mare, feeling the magic building along the tip with each scrap and warm suckle. His breathing is quite heavy now  as he focuses on the senstaions from there and the warmth surrounding him. Suddenly the stallion shudder as a powerful shower of sparks shoot from his horn, followed by the stallion slowing his head in a bit fo a daze. His hoof pushes deeper into her warm lips as the hindlegs grind against it, slipping his forehoof into the tunnel with a wet squelch. He leaves it in there for a little bit, wiggling it around, before pulling it out. The unicorn wiggles his hips lower and lower on the mare until his tip glides down across her supple lips.

13:57 Eventide is more than a little surprised at the sudden outburst from the stallion's horn and pulls her mouth away reflexively, just in time to see the colorful torrent of sparks. She'd have said something about it, but her attention is quickly diverted by Gyro's hoof pushing its way further into her, eliciting a strong twitch of her hips up against it when it finally slips in. She tries her best to stifle a moan, though it does end up escaping her in the form of a high pitched squeak. She gasps when it is then suddenly pulled away from her again, leaving her wanting more. From his position, the unicorn would certainly be able to hear and feel the mare's heart pounding in her chest, the spreading warmth from her nethers quickly making quiver and shudder from every little touch of his. She repositions herself, laying a little more flatly on her back, hips raised up in anticipation. Her wings grip the stallion, scraping through his fur anxiously.

14:10 GyroTech 's magical outburst recedes and slowly dies down to nothing having reached its stimulated peak. His ears press ot her chest as he listens to her rapid heartbeat and feels its thumping in his face. Rolling on top of her, he plays his senstitive tip over the warm lips between her hips and draws sharp panting breaths. His tip plays around her mound, leaving a trail of matted pre-smeared fur before he suddenly begins to press his thick length into her warm folds, easing forward as the tunnel grips around his shaft like a glove. The stallion shudders and a moan leaves his lips, muffled against the mare's fur. He can feel the grasp of her wing claws against his back and wiggles up against them 

14:19 Eventide takes deep, shuddering breaths, biting her lips while the tip of Gyro's cock teases her. She presses her muzzle into his mane, holding onto him gently with her forehooves and her wings. When he finally begins to press his broad head into her, she lets out a very audible little squeal, shuddering in pleasure. Her lips find one of his ears, and she grips it gently between her teeth, being careful to avoid using her fangs. She would need something to hold onto, after all! Hopefully he doesn't mind a few bite marks. Her warm tunnel accomodates the thick length with little difficulty, her muscles reacting to the little movements and twitches.

14:33 GyroTech twitches his ears from her loud squeal, so near to his ears right up against his mane, but still continues to press himself deeper into her, feeling the warm canal tense and squeeze around his sensitive member. He winces initially at the bite, feeling her warm lips encircle his fur, but then relaxes as he focuses more on the sensation between his legs. He presses deeper still into the mare, until his hips press right up against her mound, leaving his shaft to marinate in her warm feminine juices. his hooves wrap around her back as he raises his hind legs, slowly pulling the sensitive flesh out from the hot tunnel. Once he's nearly out, he presses back in with a gasp, a little faster than the first time.

14:49 Eventide keeps a good grip on the stallion's ear, keeping her eyes closed to enjoy his efforts. It's all she can do not to moan out loud. She tries her best to relax, wriggling slightly whenever he adjusts himself to keep herself comfortable. She feels every inch of his warm shaft as it slides in and out past her netherlips, arching her back more and more when he pushes back in.

14:49 < Eventide> (I've got to go for a little bit. Still haven't eaten!)

14:50 < GyroTech> (Alrighty!)