He had considered the possibility already. He had been mentally prepared. Somewhat.
It was in the realm of achievable options.
It still was an entirely different feeling to actually be thrown over the shoulder by someone one-and-a-half head smaller than him and carried away like a hunting trophy. By the goddesses, she has used a lasso.
And now he hung over a shoulder and was left with his thoughts while Matia - enthusiastically whistling victory-tunes – carried him to her her bedroom.
Frankly? It was perplexing. And getting more ridiculous by the second. He deliberately had not spend too much time thinking about this occasion at all… it would have been rather uncomfortable for everyone involved, but now? Now he was swamped with ways the following – considering her energy? - hours would go… and so he gulped when he was thrown on the bed. And looked up at his now 16-year-old ‘captor’.
"Everything seems in order," Raphael chirped, wiggling his fingers.
Enoch groaned, the sound coming out mangled through the bit and tongue port but intent clear. Alright, alright! If everything was fine, then you could pull out your entire damn hand from his... his unmentionables!
Moving slowly, Raphael did indeed do so, fingers happily wiggling along his prostate, drawing another groan like a wounded animal from Enoch. "Seems you're ready, then!"
'Ready for what?' Enoch tried and failed to say. He wiggled his tongue against the bit, but it was stuck tightly inside his mouth through the bridle.
The whip in Raphael's hand was brought down on his butt, causing a whimper.
"Ponies don't speak," Raphael told him. "But... let's just say it's a good thing I strapped you down on this..." Taking off the long veterinary gloves, Raphael patted his neck and walked off, headed for the stables.
Dizzy and flustered after the in-depth rectal examination, Enoch hung his head, looking at the rack his body was leaning on. Hoof-gloved hands were secured to the floor and his legs had been held open by a spreader bar. What could he possibly be able to do with this?...
The sound of hooves on the ground heralded Raphael's arrival before he came into view, followed by Gabriel, wearing --
Nonononono. That... no!
There was no way he could manage a life-sized horse penis!
Enoch immediately started shaking his head violently, well before Raphael was even able to see it, making very, very panicked sounds. Worried, the younger husband walked up to him, undoing the bit. "What's wrong?"
"I can't take that!" the answer was, punctuated with a head-jerk at what hung between Gabriel's legs. "I'll break!"
"You won't break," Raphael said dismissively, patting his head. "Why do you think I was doing that examination? I had to stretch you, didn't I? It's flexible, it won't hurt --"
"Yes, it will," Enoch hissed. "You're going to rip me apart!"
Raphael tutted. "Tell you what," he said. "We're going to try this and if it hurts, then you can tell her to stop. Alright?"
Enoch grit his teeth. "You won't listen until I do this, will you?" he snapped. "Fine."
Raphael smirked, re-doing the bit and ignoring the gagging when the tongue port got into place. Grabbing the reins of Gabriel, who'd held still while he talked to Enoch, he pulled her in closer. Tying the reins to the rack Enoch was on to keep her from moving away, he picked up the jar of Vaseline used before from the floor and started adding copious amounts of it to the thing attached to Gabriel's harness while Enoch shivered and tensed.
Nudging at Gabriel's shoulder to get her closer, she bent down somewhat, mimicking a stallion's examination of his mare. Enoch held his breath --
She moved in. Raphael reached out, guiding the thing to Enoch's waiting rump so she could press inside ad oh god oh god oh god oh godohgodohgodohgod--
Enoch hung his head again, whimpering. He felt stuffed already and she wasn't even inside more than an inch and god help him he was going to die --
After what felt like forever, Gabriel's hips met his, fully seated. She wiggled them a bit, breathing hard, looking to Raphael for guidance. He nodded, so very, very slowly, she moved out of him again, hearing Enoch whimper slightly, but he wasn't giving any signs for her to stop...?
Raphael paused her a bit before she pushed in again, adding more of the Vaseline, giving the okay when he'd done that. Okay?...
Slowly at first, Gabriel started rocking her hips back and forth, hearing Enoch's breath hitch every time she moved in again. Still no panicking though, no safe-sign used...
When Enoch clenched around the prosthetic, shivering violently and letting out a sound that might have been an attempt at neighing, Gabriel froze, worried she might've done something, but he seemed happy?...
Oh. Oh.
The riding crop made contact with her rear then, Raphael telling her, "Keep going..."
Eyes squeezed shut, Gabriel nodded, moving again. Slowly speeding up, slowly increasing how hard she thrust...
Enoch had long since given up on trying to keep his composure, shivering and squirming and oh god, this was horrible but he wanted more of it, she was way too deep but he couldn't help...
By the third time Enoch had neighed, Raphael was satisfied. Using the crop to indicate this to Gabriel, she nodded in understanding, stepping back and dismounting him.
Kneeling in front of him, Raphael undid the clasps holding the hoof-gloves in place and unlocked and undid the spreader bar.
Enoch shook his head. When the bit was undone, he groaned, "I don't think I can walk... My knees are too weak..."
Smiling in sympathy, Raphael pat his head. "That's alright. You can stay here for a while." Redoing the bit, he ran his fingers through the 'horse's' mane. "You were a lovely mare. Good temperament for breeding..."
Enoch glared blearily, but didn't say anything. This... hadn't been so bad after all... maybe...
Gabriel needs to stay true to her words… so Raphael enveloped her in two arms… not that it would be much of a hindrance, but… he would get to embrace a naked Gabriel, too. Which was always a good thing.
"Ahahahha… I’m afraid you wont be leaving any time soon then, love…" Enoch commented the scene… and then joined Raphael’s endeavour to keep their wife in bed.
Two men could maybe bring up the strength to hold one woman back.
"Maybe it’s good to do things different around here… we’ve been in a rut for too long, lean back and cuddle with your husbands again?"
'surrendering' to the sudden snuggle-attack, Gabriel sat back down, wrapping one arm around Enoch and Raphael each. "I can see I'm outnumbered," she chuckled. "Much better like this anyway."
Happily wiggling back under the blankets, she picked up the corner of the blanket and held it up for Raphael. "Come join us?" she asked. "Don't want you to feel excluded in any way..."
"Sure! You have to face your fears!", it’s a reason t get excited.
Alright, he faced enough fears every day right now, but… this fear was kind of tangible. And avoidable. It only had teeth and hooves. That was kind of okay…
His wife was so close, that was so nice… And Raphael seemed, okay?
"We should… probably get freshened up or at least half way dressed before Matia storms in here though… shouldn’t we… Raphael’s all pretty already, I can’t let Matia see me like this, my hair is a mess…" he said, with a laugh.
"Why should we when we're so comfortable here?" Gabriel asked, winking. "She'll understand, I'm sure. We've got all day ahead of us to go let you two pet the horses, so there's no rush..."
She did stretch and make to get up, though, placing the breakfast stuff back a bit so she could slip out from underneath the table.
There was something on Enoch’s face and in his eyes. Not just a smile, a shimmer, a shine… almost like a sparkle.
"… this’ll be so nice…" he said… and watched Raphael eat, with relief.
"We haven’t actually done anything together as a family, really… except from meals… and that… doesn’t count… we need to spend some quality time together… all of us…" he nuzzled his nose against Gabriel’s cheek, but nodded at Raphael.
"Looking after the animals is rather time-intensive, too," Gabriel mused, leaning closer to Enoch. "It's actually a surprisingly good thing to do to have some family bonding time, come to think of it."
Resting her head on her first husband's shoulder, she smiled at Raphael. "I'm glad to see you getting so excited about it."
"… I… I’ve rode once, with my sisters, but I was a little smaller and she was holding really tight onto me… and the horse only walked and was led by another sister and… it was… nice?" he nodded, slowly sounded good…
"… so we’ll have a family day in the stables today?" his voice was enthusiastic, hopeful even.
"Whenever Matia wakes up," Gabriel said. "I know she'd want to be there for that and it's probably safer." Could get in some horse-tending as well while they were at it, maybe... Yeah, that'd work.
"Because I am a stubborn one and need to be intimidated to be talked to! It totally works." He nodded earnestly.
"And Matia totally wants to take advantage of that now. She won’t like the that, but she’ll be a good girl, I promise. And I won’t get close either, don’t worry, I do have some sense to keep alive!" The horse was scary. And that had been the nicest and oldest one of the mares.
For all he knew, Matia would have a preference for the wildest of them all. But he’d see. And make sure to stand outside of the stables. Jupp.
"… wait… we talked about seeing, not riding… " Okay, abort mission! Abort mission! That was a step too far.
And he even kind of wanted to ride a horse… but they were so big… and intense… and also so… up and down going.
Oh God that would feel horrible.
"… uh… I’d rather not ride one… today? They are so bumpy on the lower back… I’d like to touch it’s fur though, if that’s possible?"
"Of course it is," she assured him. Made her feel one hell of a lot safer, too -- two people to watch the horses while these two pet them. "You can take a rain check on the riding thing if you want to do that some other time, by the way. That would only be fair. Wouldn't it?" she asked, glancing at Raphael.
"Sounds perfect!", he grinned and nodded. Bigger bed meant more room, after all.
"I… am going to carefully ask Matia to show me the horses. I think she will eagerly agree. I promise to be careful, really!" He raised his hands defensively.
"… and cleaning. Lots of cleaning." These bedsheets, too. AND his own, definitely. Best all of them.
Perhaps yes, it would definitely be nicer in a bigger bed…
"… ha, then I’ll bring you breakfast to bed tomorrow…” Enoch chuckled, longingly looking after another slice of bread.
"… wait what… horses? Why do you get to see the horses?" he looked at Raphael, then at Gabriel, then back at the boy, then at his wife.
"… why does he get to see the horses?”
...well, there went the surprise."Because," Gabriel said, placing a hand on one of Enoch's shoulders, "you will get to ride one with me today. If you're feeling up to it, at least..." Could be he didn't want to, after all. Nothing to be done about that.
Looking at Raphael again, she told him, "Make sure you tell her I said to only let you pet them with the stable walls between you and them. This is not open for negotiation and if either of you disrespects that, you will be punished accordingly. I don't want to come back and find that the horse got spooked and broke your leg, or worse."
The boy did as he was told: clambering over them from the side and nestling there, reaching over for a kiss to the lips for Gabriel… and one for Enoch. If needed with a little chin-hold.
"Thank you!", he continued grinning and grabbed his own cup of coffee, taking careful sips. Still hot, too hot for him, at least.
He let the kiss happen. Replied it even.
Whatever Gabriel had done. It must have been some female magic, considering Raphael was the complete opposite of yesterday…
"… it’s a bit small though for ménage à trois like this…" he said, laughing quietly… then shifting again a bit… the confined space made it near impossible to find a sitting position that didn’t hurt his lower back…
"Could move to my bed next time," Gabriel offered. "It's bigger, so it might work. Not sure if it's big enough, though..." Raphael was lanky, but...
Meh. Food for thought later. Right now, there was breakfast, and snuggling up to Enoch. Gabriel finished off her toast. "So what were you two planning to do today?"
Nymphia: Semiiiii
Nymphia: I SAW THE THING
Semi: just wanted to say. He doesn't even mind dressing up as horse to pretend to be horse to fuck his horse wife.
But he does mind having to fuck a wooden/pillow horse thing because it has no uh... outcome
Semi: like... there is no payoff, no advantage, no result...?
Nymphia: Poor Enoch XD
Nymphia: ((Just kinda imagining the initial conversation/s though.
Gabe: So there's this thing I kinda want to try...
Enoch: If it makes you happy, of course.
Enoch upon facing the horse thingy: ...I did not sign up for this))
It seemed to be a rather normal breakfast. At least from Raphael’s point of view. Okay, maybe not exactly view. Because that one was a lot better than usual. A lot more skin was seen than usual. And unkempt hair.
"Good appetite!", he said with the biggest grin that could be. His family was okay. Right now, all was quite okay. Grinning was absolutely acceptable. Happiness!
He flinched shortly… that tickled but… it was nice to have that arm around himself…
And she ate… which was good.
Raphael didn’t though… Mhm…
Enoch picked up a piece of bread as well, biting into it… Really good. Much better than he had expected bread to ever taste.
"Mhmm… this is great!" he said after swallowing. "Have you eaten yet?" He patted on the bed at their leg and feet level, shifting a little and sitting halfway crosslegged to make space, hoping Raphael would join them… and surely Gabriel would figure to move as well.
Holding to a corner of the tray, wary of adding more dirty laundry to the boys' workload, Gabiel carefully shuffled away as well, happily freeing up a spot on the bed. Gestuing at it, she said, "Come on, Raphael, sit, please. It would be a shame if you put all that effort into a breakfast you won't even eat." And it would help both her and Enoch feel a little more secure in the boy's health...
If she accepts your touch, pat her neck and tell she is a good girl.
DEAR LORD
Ashee Chaos: AHAHA xD
Ashee Chaos: ... I have NO idea if Gabe would LIKE that, but hey, LETS TRY!
Ashee Chaos: Enoch... what do you say to a tail?
Ashee Chaos: Semi is horrified ^^'
Ashee Chaos: OR in bed
Ashee Chaos: Both are sane things to do
Ashee Chaos: For all of us
Semi: Enoch: .... why?
Ashee Chaos: Raph: Becaaaause you might enjoy it! 8D
Nymphia: I have learned so much more than I ever wished to learn and I am blaming you Ashee.
Ashee Chaos: Hey!
HEY! I at least did the same
Semi: Enoch: ... why would you put a tail... there... why... what... why??
Ashee Chaos: (even if I preserved my sanity a little xD )
Ashee Chaos: Raph: It's easy to push and pull with the hair... and it looks nice! 8D
Ashee Chaos: Also feels nice, as far as I can tell! 8D
Nymphia:
Role-play is nothing new and the Greek philosopher and polymath Aristotle is alleged to have loved being ridden like a horse. In fact, PP is (in some circles) referred to as ‘The Aristotelian Perversion’. In her 2000 book Deviant Desires, Katharine Gates makes reference to the fact that ponyplay was depicted in Assyrian art dating back to 2000 B.C. More recently Gates notes that in the 19th century human ponyplay existed as an erotic amusement for the upper classes in British colonies."
...WELP.
Nymphia: http://41.media.tumblr.com/02209c83edb401065381f079dd15b254/tumblr_natgwz61fk1qfnh6ao2_500.png
.........Enoch?
Semi: more Henoch than Enoch since the latter is not as bulky as the usual versions but yes
Semi: http://www.moronacity.com/horse-journal/images/Andalusian.jpg
http://www.wallpaperhi.com/thumbnails/detail/20111128/P9206307.JPG
Semi: (but with the mane as gorgeous as this frisian http://media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/f6/88/00/f68800b16b87d298a2af1d744978c8ad.jpg )
Nymphia: That is one fabulous horse. o_o
Nymphia:
Ashee Chaos: so... there was no answer for ever breeding with Gabe... just as usual *scratches head*
Nymphia: ...huh? O_O
Nymphia: OH
Nymphia: Semi
Nymphia: Right?
Ashee Chaos: yes ^^
Ashee Chaos: But I honestly think Raph might get that idea if Matia tells him things about horse breeding (which she might... o_O )
Nymphia: Maybe, if she read about it. But breeding live horses requires at least two people and ideally a lot more than that to make sure nothing and no one gets kicked somewhere important (such as the stallion's legs, for example. I have no idea how horses are a thing in the wild), and with Matia being still young, I don't actually bred horses there in a long while. Probably lock the menfolk in the basement and have a trader come to them ^^;
Ashee Chaos: AHAHA xD
Ashee Chaos: Like I said:
It won't be EXACTLY ponyplay. Oh nononono.
I don't think that would be something he'd think of (not at first, at least.
But with the whole 'I can't give her children bwäääh!' he might think: Hey, the best chances with horses it that. Maybe it will work! 8D
... because he's an idiot.
Nymphia: Oh gosh XD
Nymphia: Raph, you're a precious dorkbaby
Ashee Chaos: well, since they are all people that don't think sex isn't that important, we need other reasons for strange things! xD
Ashee Chaos: so it would be enough if Matia told him:
And we'll breed them one day! *SPARKLE FACE*
Oh? How? I mean, *blah bah blah*
Matia explains! (roughly) the rougher the better xD
Nymphia: Oh dear me XD
Ashee Chaos: Raph goes to Gabe, all smile-y faced: BREEDING! 8D
Nymphia: Gabe: ......what
Ashee Chaos: Raph: Maybe that's how Enoch COULD produce children! 8D
Nymphia: Gabe: .........I'm not sure I follow.
Ashee Chaos: Raph: See! ... do you have a minute?
Nymphia: Gabe: ...sure?
Ashee Chaos: Raph: Good! *grabs hand and drags to bedroom*
*strange thing is there*
*wrestles out of pants*
*gets rope*
There! Lay on this! 8D
Nymphia: Gabe: ......mind telling me what I'm getting into before I do?
Ashee Chaos: Raph: Breeding! 8D
Nymphia: Gabe: ...and can I get some specifics?
Ashee Chaos: Raph: WELL! This is a height-adjustable breeding-station! It's clean and from the storage beyond the stables...
You will be on it and then mounted! 8D
Ashee Chaos: Raph: ... and properly secured.
Nymphia: Gabe: *quiet pause* ...may I ask why?
Ashee Chaos: Raph: ... because it's safer! 8D
Nymphia: Gabe: ...I'm not really sure what you're picturing here, but... alright?...
Ashee Chaos: Raph: WELL THEN! 8D *indicates station!*
Nymphia: Gabe: *...does so?*
Ashee Chaos: Raph: *properly ties her, making sure the knots are safe, but not too tight!*
Ashee Chaos: Raph: Back in a bit! *tapers off to get Enoch*
Ashee Chaos: ... and THEN it would suddenly NOT work anymore xD Because he'd not exactly be into it.
... or he could test-ride the pony =.=
Ashee Chaos: .. probably the better idea.
Nymphia: Gabe: Wait, wh-- *was under the impression Raph would be the one to have sex with her??*
Ashee Chaos:
Ashee Chaos: ... and THEN it would suddenly NOT work anymore xD Because he'd not exactly be into it.
... or he could test-ride the pony =.=
... probably the better idea.
Nymphia: ...screw you Skype *pokes it again*
Ashee Chaos: So yes, he most likely would. And if it's just because of the alluring image he gets
Ashee Chaos: But he INITIAL INTENTION
Ashee Chaos: was Enoch, cause he whines so much
Nymphia: She wouldn't mind either way. ;)
Ashee Chaos: yeaaah but likely, Enoch wouldn't be that into it first.
Ashee Chaos: And if he can already say Yes, yes, she enjoys is very much! 8D And i feels GREAT! And it's good for making babies!!!
then he might agree.
Ashee Chaos: He might go and get Enoch after he's done.
Ashee Chaos: Jupp.
Semi: Enoch: *upon being led into the room* 1. WTF did you do to my wife!? Why is she tied up in such an uncomfortable position. *upon explanation* ...2. which part of sterile do you not understand?
Wifely attention is always good attention. Good attention he shall grin about. And even more about them leaning against one another, eyes lit up with warmth.
"Yes, she did. Also a note telling here where we are. But she’s still sound asleep, maybe comes over later." Or maybe not, she might have some running to do, seeing that she held still a lot during the evening. Mmmmh.
"The kitchen is all cleared up already, so no reason to worry, Enoch"
He did sleep well. Felt a bit groggy, but positively though…
And slowly began to shift into a more humane, sitting position.
It was a bit awkward to have Raphael here. And Raphael knowing full well that they had done marriage business.
"… good morning to you too, Raphael…" his voice was calmer and softer than he had expected it to be…
"… I’m sorry you had to make breakfast on your own… but thank you for cleaning up…" a smile even…
And then his stomach reminded him that there was breakfast to pay attention to…
But first… cautiously kissing Gabriel’s cheek.
"… good morning…"
Enoch would get an arm wrapped around his waist to pull him a bit closer when Gabriel returned it, or at least as close as could be done without upsetting their breakfast. "Good morning."
Reaching for a piece of bread and eggs, Gabriel bit into it, giving Raphael a grateful smile for the breakfast.
He slept so incredibly well… even though when he eventually woke he felt a little cramped and like he had slept in a too small space..
His nose pressed flat against the pillow… not immediately waking from the kiss…
"… MMmmnnnh?.." was his first sound as the shifting on the bed grew stronger, as did the smell of breakfast…
Eyes blinking sluggishly… raising his head a bit.
Raphael then proceeded to smile and lift the bed-breakfast-tablet, putting it on it’s stilts, securing them on the side of the bed and proceeding to place it over the two of them… and sat down on the opposite side of it
"Breakfast for the wonderful, lovely married couple." He smiled widely and poured the coffee.
"… I’m happy to see you slept well." He was the picture of happy.
"We did," Gabriel agreed, taking one of the coffee cups. "Still a lovely surprise to wake up to something like this, though. Thank you, Raphael."
When he put the coffee down again, she took his hand and kissed the back of it, settling back against Enoch slightly when she let it go. "Did Matia get breakfast yet?
The first rays of sunshine hit Raphael and he blinked awake. Well rested and warm.
Warm? That was new.
With a tired stretch, he realised the source of the warmth: Matia. Sound asleep and cuddled up to him. There was no way he couldn’t smile at that.
She even had proper cuddling-manners: No arms were slung around him, she only curled up again his chest and he curled around her - obviously only due to his size.
It was easy to disentangle and get up, pressing a very light kiss to her forehead. Sound asleep. Very well. It had been rather late in the end.
On his way down he noticed the complete silence in the house… mmmh… so he might want to prepare breakfast on his own… thankfully, that was the easiest meal of the day.
After half an hour he was done preparing and went to look for Enoch… who… was in his room. But… he proceeded to close the door carefully. Only to go away with the widest grin possible. Yay.
That meant the easiest meal possible would now be a transportable meal. A small version with a tiny sketch of the other three in Enoch’s room attached and a big version for the married couple of the house and him. Plus bed-rest for the meal.
After everything was brought in silently, he walked to Gabriel’s side, kissed her cheek and whispered ‘good morning’ in her ear. Then repeated the same on the other side.
"Huh?..." Gabriel blinked at the touch, the room slowly coming into focus.
...Enoch's room?... Ah. Right. Yesterday, she had sex with him...
At some point in the night she'd sprawled out with little regard for obstacles, so she was half-tangled in the blankets, with her legs draped over Enoch's and head dangerously close to falling off the side of the bed.
Shifting until she was on half of the bed, Gabriel sat up and leaned against the headrest, smiling at Raphael. "Good morning. Breakfast sounds great."
Technically he should look after Raphael and Matia…
And he should make sure that….—— no. He was just going to sleep now… wrapping himself around his lovely warm wife.
Who smelled incredibly good.
Muttering a few more inaudible “I love you”s before also drifting off to sleep…
