Love of the Herd {Centaur Mpreg}

1.

I galloped across the fresh, grassy field, enjoying the crisp Spring air as it smashed against my face. The only sounds I could hear were the winds howl and the loud thudding of my hooves against the ground. It was a far cry from the frantic maids and my father's looming voice that I heard constantly at home.
Suddenly, I noticed a set of thuds that were not my own, growing louder and louder until a light weight tackled my body and a sweet voice graced my ears.

"Mornin' Cass!"
My smaller friend giggled as I tumbled from his full force barge into me, my heavy legs kept me upright as I regained my balance.

Although Alair was built for plowing fields, he couldn't push me over, though he still tried every morning to do so. My heavyweight build was simply too much for his mildly stocky body to topple.
"Morning Alair."
I chuckled, grabbing my friend around his slim waist before pushing him back.

The smaller taur dug his hooves into the soft earth in an attempt to stop my force on his body while his arms pushed at my chest. But even with his efforts, my strong body pushed the cob back with ease, until a small cry forced me to stop.

"Ow ow ow Cass stop!"
Alair huffed in a pained tone, causing me to instantly pull my arms from around him and instead, place my hands on his waist.
"I think I pulled a muscle in my neck."
He giggled, trying to laugh off the obvious pain he felt while roughly massaging the crook of his neck.

I sighed and pulled my friend close to my body, giving him a caring cuddle before apologising for my roughness.
"Sorry."

"Don't be, I should know not to try'n fight off a Royal."
He mumbled with a cheeky grin while nuzzling into my body.

Before I knew it, Alair reared up and wrapped his thick legs around my waist. Giving me a loving hug while his hooves dug into my back lightly. His head rested on mine, his soft breaths slipped through my dusty black locks and tickled my scalp, his slim arms wrapped around my neck while his delicate hands buried themselves in those same off black locks.
I never get hugs like this from anyone... Only Alair...
I couldn't resist, I tackled the cob to the ground while holding his waist tight in my arms. We both fell down with a gentle thud before the sound of Alairs sweet giggles made me chuckle myself.
I love him so much, I could hold him like this all day.

"I was waiting for you to do that, but you'll get your cloak dirty."
My smaller friend huffed, petting my head gently with one hand while the other dusted off the grass from my black over garment.

I had a habit of dragging Alair to the ground when I wanted to cuddle, it was comfier to lay down than to stand up, so it's no surprise that he expected it.

"Sorry."
I sighed with a chuckle.
"But I can hold you better like this."

My friend giggled into my hair while combing it with his delicate digits, making me feel amazingly relaxed before the young taur staggered to his clunky hooves and galloped off. Leaving me on the ground, baffled by how quickly he got away from me.

A playful smirk curled my lip before I pulled my heavy body from the ground and threw off my royal attire. I sprinted after the cob, though I knew I wouldn't catch up to him. He's like a barrel rolling downhill when he starts running, the only thing that'll stop him is an obstacle he couldn't avoid. In this particular case, said obstacle turned out to be the lake. Though it really did amaze me how he managed to dodge every tree that was packed densely around the water.

I trotted up to the waters edge and stared down at Alair, chuckling as he shook himself off, drenching me in the process.
"You need to learn to stop yourself Ali, you can't keep diving head-first into the lake."
I laughed as I helped the smaller taur to his feet.