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Another more somber piece for this time, this time focusing on Snowfall!
The quiet flap of wings was the only sound that Snowfall could hear as he descended towards the ground, the edge of Ponyville barely visible in the dark. They landed without much noise, their hooves gently touching the ground, flattening a few wild flowers in the process. Snowfall’s ears perked at the sound of a branch snapping on the ground and her head turned, trying to spot another figure through the trees.
“Beat Drop?” They called softly, their voice barely above a whisper. It was clear they were trying to keep a low profile. Snow didn’t want to figure out what would happen if the two were caught.
A pale unicorn passed through some shrubbery, giving a toothy grin. “Snowfall, I thought that was you. Have a good day at work?” She questioned, already moving closer to them with every word, her eyes glowing in the darkness.
“We really don’t have to do that, you know.” The pegasus muttered, glancing away, seeming bored rather than threatened by Beat’s red gaze and noticeable fangs. “You don’t need to pretend we have catching up to do or talk like friends. I’m just here to help out and earn some money.”
Beat Drop sighed, the grin fading for a moment. “But we are friends, doll. You keep me from bloodlusting and check in on you. The money’s just a plus. Don’t think I don’t appreciate all your help with donations. Not a lot of ponies know about me, you know that.”
“Yeah, yeah. I know. I’m just tired from work. Had to work a double shift today, so that’s probably the reason for my mood.” Snowfall tried to give a smile, but failed halfway through the attempt. It was clear that they were just making excuses, but Beat Drop wasn’t one to press further right now. “Anyway, it’s been eight weeks so I’m good to give some more.”
He sat down on the ground beneath him, his wings fluttering momentarily as he adjusted his position to get comfortable. With such short hair, Snowfall’s neck was already exposed and ready, and if someone was to look closely enough, two small dots on their skin was enough to show how often this had been happening between the two. Knowing that Snow wouldn’t talk anymore about themselves from experience, Beat Drop flicked her head back and moved her mane out of her face before stepping around the pegasus, her eyes locked on the small scar on Snowfall’s neck.
“I’ll try to be gentle, as always. Let me know if I’m hurting you.” Another smile appeared on her face and her eyes seemed to glow brighter than before, almost showing complete and utter devotion to Snowfall in that moment. She wrapped her arms around them, her hooves ruffling into Snow's feathers. Beat couldn’t stop staring at his neck, inching closer as she savored the moment. Snowfall looked away, his eyes landing on the few houses at the edge of town as the unicorn sunk her teeth into their skin. The vampire would be so focused on feeding, and doing so as gently as possible, that she didn’t hear the next words out of Snowfall’s mouth.
“Just take it all.”
Snowfall got that deep depression
The quiet flap of wings was the only sound that Snowfall could hear as he descended towards the ground, the edge of Ponyville barely visible in the dark. They landed without much noise, their hooves gently touching the ground, flattening a few wild flowers in the process. Snowfall’s ears perked at the sound of a branch snapping on the ground and her head turned, trying to spot another figure through the trees.
“Beat Drop?” They called softly, their voice barely above a whisper. It was clear they were trying to keep a low profile. Snow didn’t want to figure out what would happen if the two were caught.
A pale unicorn passed through some shrubbery, giving a toothy grin. “Snowfall, I thought that was you. Have a good day at work?” She questioned, already moving closer to them with every word, her eyes glowing in the darkness.
“We really don’t have to do that, you know.” The pegasus muttered, glancing away, seeming bored rather than threatened by Beat’s red gaze and noticeable fangs. “You don’t need to pretend we have catching up to do or talk like friends. I’m just here to help out and earn some money.”
Beat Drop sighed, the grin fading for a moment. “But we are friends, doll. You keep me from bloodlusting and check in on you. The money’s just a plus. Don’t think I don’t appreciate all your help with donations. Not a lot of ponies know about me, you know that.”
“Yeah, yeah. I know. I’m just tired from work. Had to work a double shift today, so that’s probably the reason for my mood.” Snowfall tried to give a smile, but failed halfway through the attempt. It was clear that they were just making excuses, but Beat Drop wasn’t one to press further right now. “Anyway, it’s been eight weeks so I’m good to give some more.”
He sat down on the ground beneath him, his wings fluttering momentarily as he adjusted his position to get comfortable. With such short hair, Snowfall’s neck was already exposed and ready, and if someone was to look closely enough, two small dots on their skin was enough to show how often this had been happening between the two. Knowing that Snow wouldn’t talk anymore about themselves from experience, Beat Drop flicked her head back and moved her mane out of her face before stepping around the pegasus, her eyes locked on the small scar on Snowfall’s neck.
“I’ll try to be gentle, as always. Let me know if I’m hurting you.” Another smile appeared on her face and her eyes seemed to glow brighter than before, almost showing complete and utter devotion to Snowfall in that moment. She wrapped her arms around them, her hooves ruffling into Snow's feathers. Beat couldn’t stop staring at his neck, inching closer as she savored the moment. Snowfall looked away, his eyes landing on the few houses at the edge of town as the unicorn sunk her teeth into their skin. The vampire would be so focused on feeding, and doing so as gently as possible, that she didn’t hear the next words out of Snowfall’s mouth.
“Just take it all.”
Snowfall got that deep depression
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