Puff after puff, the pegasus continued on, eyes held firmly shut as he waited for the mare’s gentle prod. Surely it would come soon, she had to come awake at some point! Until that happened, though, it was all that he could do. Even as he felt her swollen body starting to turn into quite a decent air mattress underneath him, each of his repeated huffs having less of an immediate effect, the soft squeaking of ballooned hide rubbing against inflated rubber catching his ears to the rear of the carrier. Now that… that couldn’t be her legs rubbing against the rear hatch already, could it? Surely not, he couldn’t have puffed her up that much already… maybe…

Another soft moan left the swollen cellist, her airfilled body squishing and squeaking as it filled up nearly the entire floor of the room they were inside. Quite a persistent stallion, isn’t he? She had to wonder if he were acting in good faith, doing this, or if he had some other motives behind it… then again, if he were awaiting her signal, she was the one who hadn’t given it yet. Letting a small smile grown on her lips behind those of the pegasus, her soft gaze settled on his face, blush firm on her cheeks. He’d see her eyes were open eventually, surely, and then… well, hopefully he wouldn’t mind if she asked him to not stop right away…