Mars Miner and Venus Spring (NSFW): Archive

A birthday gift for @marsvenusnsfw , my apologies if it’s super late! (Partially inspired by a recent art piece of Venus having her food paid for by a kind pony)
It was a typical day for Venus, as in things went wrong almost at any chance they could. Of course, being used to this sort of luck, she didn’t mind. It was to be expected.
As she prepared to go out for coffee and to pick up a few groceries she heard a soft knocking at the door. Quickly she peered through the peephole to see a rather scrappy looking Zebra stallion standing at her door. A little nervous, but not one to turn down company, she unlocked her apartment door and opened it.
“H-hello?” She muttered softly. The zebra smiled and held up a few envelopes with one hoof.
“Sorry to bother a lovely mare like you,” He began in a manor that was almost flirtatious. “but I seem to have gotten a bit of your mail.” Venus took the mail and thanked the kind zeeb.
Just as Venus prepared to shut the door he put his hoof in the way of the door. He opened it with strength that far surpassed her own, grinning down at her.
“I think a little favor is in order for me returning your mail, hmm sweetheart?” He stated in a tone that was dangerously close to being seductive.
“I… umm-” Venus began nervously, averting her gaze from him.
“How about a tall glass of that fresh tea on the counter?” The zebra suddenly exclaimed cheerfully. Venus, a little dumbfounded quickly agreed and hurried to pour his drink. The zebra waited patiently at the door as she prepared him a tall glass with a lemon slice.
He thanked her and downed the drink in just a few gulps, then wiped his mouth and set the glass down. He thanked Venus again and left with a smile.
Now Venus was a bit confused, but pleasantly surprised. Taking it as a sign of good luck for the day, she sat out to enjoy a hot cup of coffee at a local cafe.
The walk was pleasant. Not many ponies were out and about that day and the few that were gave friendly nods as they passed by. The pleasentness of the morning was soon interrupted when Venus arrived at the coffee shop to find the front door boarded up with a sign directing ponies to the side ally entrance, and apologizing for the slight inconvenience.
Poor Venus had had plenty of experience with dark alleyways in the past, and almost none of them were pleasant. She considered just walking away, but something about a fresh cup of hot bean water was far too alluring to her. With a shaky hoof she stepped into the ally and slowly began to make her way to the cafe door.
The ally was rather obscured on either side by the odd architecture of the building neighboring the cafe, which added to her anxieties. Venus noticed a couple of stallions approach her quickly when she was halfway to the door. Before she could turn to flee however, one of them was right in front of her speaking at her in a drunken and slurred manor.
“H-hey preeeeaty little… m-mom…” He paused to gather himself a bit, trying to force a coherent thought. “little momma!” He finally finished. This stallion was green with a piss yellow mane. Venus noted he also smelled very strongly of both alcohol and urine.
The second stallion, who now was standing beside his friend, was red and brown. He smelled of alcohol too, but far less strongly than his pal did.
Venus was now essentially cornered by two rather big ponies. One of them probably too drunk to remember how to be gentle. She gulped as the drunk one stepped closer to her, but his friend pulled him back with a swift yank.
“C-come on man, I want.” The drunk one began before his friend yanked his tail again. “Ow! Ok, okaaay, sorry. You can, you can have the first kiss.” Venus felt her heart about to beat out of her chest with fear. However, after a brief silence, the much more sober stallion sighed and turned to her.
“Sorry ma'am, my boyfriend is piss drunk from an all nighter.” With that the red stallion pulled the green one closer. “Come on sweetie, you need to get to bed.” They began to walk past Venus. “We need to sober up for that zeeb orgy tonight!” That was the last Venus heard from the red pony as the two stallions disappeared around the corner.
Venus blinked a few times trying to process the events that had just transpired. With a small sigh of relief, she entered the busy coffee shop and began to wait in line behind a couple other ponies.
When she finally got to the counter and ordered her drink she realized she had forgotten her purse at home and, by extension, her money. Of course the drink was already made and the mare behind the counter impatiently waited for her cash.
“I’m sorry, I umm, seem to have forgotten my money at home.” Venus said sadly. Just as she finished her sentence a stallion approached the counter beside her. He was tan with a pink mane, and had a cutie mark that was clearly a BDSM collar and whip. He gave Venus a sly grin as he paid for her drink.
“You didn’t have to-” Venus began before being cut off.
“I wanted to, don’t worry about it.” He said. “Just give me a little something back, alright?” He asked. Venus was already mentally preparing herself to be forced into a bathroom stall, and she frowned at the prospect.
“I guess I owe you.” Venus muttered quietly. He put a hoof under her chin and lifted her gaze to meet his.
“How about a nice date later this week? My treat!”
Venus stared at him agape.
“Are you serious?” She asked, to which he nodded and slipped her a piece of paper with a phone number on it.
“I’ll let you think on it, alright? Call me.” He quickly shuffled off about his day leaving Venus even more shocked than the rest of the morning had.
The rest of her day went by in a rather similar manor. At one point she even found herself in a rather vulnerable position when her rather wide flanks prevented her from squeezing through a gap in a fence she was hoping to use as a shortcut to home. Even with her crotch entirely exposed to anypony who cared to look, she only caught the attention of a single mare who helped her squeeze past the gap by pushing against her.
Finally, Venus reached her apartment. Since she was holding a bag of groceries in her magic grasp she decided to take the elevator up to her floor even though it always had the strange stench of stale piss. She stepped into the elevator where the only other pony was a stallion with a sly grin on his face stood. It wasn’t until after the doors to the elevator had closed that she noticed the rather thick and erect stallionhood hanging under his belly.
Venus quickly looked away with a light blush on her face. The Stallion gave a small chuckle.
“Like what you see, sweet cheeks?” He asked while brushing his dark blue mane away from his amber eyes. Venus blushed a bit darker and continued to face the other way.
“I’m heading up to surprise my marefriend for her birthday. She’s a sexy little zebra, knoe what I’m saying? Hell yeah, you do!” Venus gave him a nervous smile and gulped a bit.
The elevator stopped and opened, and Venus peered down the hallway to her door.
“This is my stop, b-bye I guess.” Venus stuttered while stepping out of the shaft.
“Yeah, you have a damn good night little lady!” The stallion exclaimed with a big flashy smile. “I sure as hell know I will!”
The metal doors slid closed and he was gone, leaving Venus in the calming solitude of an empty corridor. She approached her apartment and started looking for her keys. She shuffled about wildly looming through everything she had with her but came up short. With a defeated sigh she let her head fall against the door which then slowly opened. Venus looked inside her home realizing she had locked the door and forgotten to latch it properly. Despite how dumb she felt, she was glad to finally get a break.
Honestly, after such a rough day Venus was glad to throw herself down in bed and slowly drift off to sleep. Oddly enough, she felt a sense of peace in the stillness if her bedroom that night that soothed her dreams of hot rape all throughout the night.