[A/N: While this chapter does contain and does lead up to clop, it still contributes to the overall storyline of Lonesome and should not be ignored. I know that not all of y’all like clop but please bear in mind that you don’t have to read the clop; it’s skippable! Anyway, I hope y’all enjoy!]

Isaiah yawned loudly as he prodded the fire in front of him with a broken branch that came from a nearby tree. The flames crackled as their embers were stirred around by the human, the man’s breakfast cooking above the fire. Seven Morning Dove breasts had a long, thin pike of wood skewered through them by the man; a decently bountiful hunt on a Friday morning.

He reached out a hand and retrieved the skewer away from the flames, the meat slightly sizzled aloud when they were taken out of the flames of the crackling fire. Isaiah then set the breasts down onto a plate and waited for them to cool down till a bearable temperature.

The man spent his time wisely; waking up early, cleaning and grooming himself, hunting breakfast with his only pellet gun, and cooking his food over a pleasantly sized fire. Isaiah wasn’t that kind of man to dedicate long periods of time towards self grooming, but seeing as he would need to look his best around the princesses in Canterlot, he became a little bit more self conscience about his appearance.

A small sense of pride swelled in Isaiah when he picked up a piece of broken mirror and looked at his reflection. Isaiah managed to trim his facial hair perfectly; not a single hair was out of place or too long from the rest, just a perfect stubble that complemented his jawline. His brown hair was slightly difficult to tackle but he managed to shape it up a bit to the point where it seemed wild, yet tamed. His clothes that he currently wore weren’t worth writing home about; a simple red and blue plaid shirt and blue jeans.

Isaiah’s stomach complained and begged him to dig into the dove meat. He leaned towards the skewered meat, picked them up and brought them to his mouth, taking a hearty bite out of the first one farthest away from his hand. A hum of satisfaction sounded from the man as he chewed on the meat.

His mind began to wander back to the instructions Princess Cadance gave to him before he and she fell asleep on his hammock. They all seemed rather simple, nothing too worrying to think about; reach the Ponyville train station at eleven, get off at Canterlot train station at twelve thirty and wait to be greeted by a pair of guards that would take him to the castle without any disturbance. Her instructions were easy, nothing to complain about.

When the human took a bite out of the second breast, he bit down on something rather hard and rounded. He tore the meat around the problematic area and picked it out of his mouth with his hands. Searching the around the piece of meat with his fingers, he found the cause of the problem; a .177 pellet.

Romero and him would often accidentally forget about the pellets whenever they were preparing or cooking a small animal they killed with a pellet gun. Isaiah momentarily paused from his meal and started to think about his lifelong friend.

Every time the lonesome human would think about his friends and family, it left him in a depressed mood. Over the past couple of weeks, Isaiah would think about of all the people he cared about and what they were doing; wondering if they were searching for him or thinking about him.

For what felt like the hundredth time, he pushed those thoughts out of his head. The more and more he thought about his friends and family it would always leave an unwanted taste in his mouth.

Isaiah ate the rest of his meal without thinking much about anything. He just cleared his mind and filled his stomach.

“Before I leave for Canterlot, I should probably swing by Chrysalis’ gave and give her a present.”

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Princess Celestia practically glowed with joy and excitement for what would soon become of her day. She happily hummed aloud as she cared for her newly washed mystic mane with her favorite brush; enjoying the feel of the bristles coursing through her colorful mane.

Her perfect coat maintained his pure white shine and softness, she remembered how much Isaiah loved her fur and when she was in the bath, she spent extra time and care with it. The princess of the sun even went the extra mile and plucked any unwanted hairs that even dared to stick out from the rest.

“Auntie Tia,” Princess Cadance spoke from her left side. “I’m finished preening your left wing. Can you please extend your right so I can care for it?”

Celestia gave her niece a thankful smile, happy to see her fellow alicorn so caring to dedicate her morning helping her prepare for the day. “Of course, thank you.”

Cadance rose from her spot and sat next to her aunt’s right side so she could preen her other wing. When settled down, the ruler of the Crystal Kingdom brought her mouth down upon the appendages and began to straighten out the pure white elegant feathers. She expertly used her mouth and teeth to make sure every single feather, both primary and secondary, were nothing less than perfect.

“Sister, I believe your cutie-mark has been refined well enough.” Princess Luna called from behind her with a small brush and tweezers in her magic. “No matter how close Isaiah is to your flank, he will be unable to find any out of place orange and yellow hairs of your cutie-mark.”

“Thank you Luna.” Celestia praised as Cadance fixed a particular feather that was irritating her.

The eldest alicorn stopped brushing her wavy mane and thought to herself as her sister rose from behind and sat down in front of her.

“Something troubling you my dear sister?” Luna asked.

Celestia brought the brush down in her magic and tapped it against her chin. “I’m debating whether or not to curl my bangs. I want to try a different manestyle but I am worried it won’t turn out as I desire it to be.”

The princess of love lifted her head away from Celestia’s right wing. “I think you will look absolutely gorgeous with your bangs curled, as long as the curls are loose and not too curly.” Both of the mare’s aunties began to giggle at her. “What? I think that my idea is good, what’s so humorous about it?”

Both Luna and Celestia brought a hoof up and pointed at her chin. Cadance lifted a hoof and felt around as she looked down until she spotted one of Celestia’s down feathers. The mare brought the hoof with the white puffy feather to her lips and blew; the down feather flew across the gap between her and Luna and rested on the princess of the night’s muzzle, causing her to sneeze. Now it was Cadance’s turn to laugh.

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“I thought you had left long ago to stay with the princesses of Equestria for the next three days, why come here?” Queen Chrysalis asked the man who stood right in front of her laying form.

“What? Can’t I just stop by and say bye to my friend?”

The queen rose herself into a proper sitting position to talk with the human. “Wasn’t our farewells good enough last night?”

Isaiah shrugged his shoulders. “I thought that-”

“If you are worried about me Isaiah, I can assure you that I am safe and well. I believe my changelings and I can manage without your assistance for the time being until you return.”

Unaware of Isaiah’s idea, the queen watched him drop down to a knee and remove a bag off his side. “Before I left my shelter, I decided to bring this along and give it to you.”

The man presented to her an odd rectangular metallic object that appeared to be crudely made. A long strand of wire trailed from it’s side and connected to a small device with what appeared to be a lever.

“What is this?” The queen questioned the man who presented the object of interest to her.

“This is called a rustmore mine. It is a homemade version of a antipersonnel mine from my planet. When the device is triggered, the mine explodes and sends a hail of rusty ball bearings that can easily shred through anyone caught in it’s radius.” Isaiah explained.

The queen’s eyes sparked with interest. “Does it now…”

He nodded his head. “Yup. I would like to set it up at the entrance of this cave’s mouth. So whenever something that can cause you harm is too close, all you need to do is press this lever on the detonation device or wait until the victim hits the tripwire; either way, whatever is bothering you will blasted with a wall of rusty bearings.”

“Why rusted ball bearings?”

“So whoever is hit and penetrated by them and somehow lives, the rusty bearings will cause tetanus and degrade their health.”

She shook her head at his answer. “Isaiah, just because you’re cut by a rusted object doesn’t mean you’ll receive tetanus. Tetanus is caused by a of bacteria called clostridium tetani and the chances of the bacteria being on your little toy is slim. So unless the ball bearings are covered in the bacteria or fecal matter, it won’t cause tetanus.”

The man huffed, her knowledge flew a mile over his head. “If it can’t cause tetanus, then how come the last victims on Earth by this mine had tetanus after the attack?”

“Luck perhaps. Now let’s stop debating over it’s after effects and place it in a good spot near the entrance…”

(Several minutes later…)

“--make sure to inform your changelings of this mine; I don’t want to find out that a changeling was ripped to shreds.”

“I will be sure.” Queen Chrysalis replied.

“I went ahead and rigged up a tripwire for it so you don’t have to be out here to detonate the mine. Be extremely careful when you’re going in or out of the cave; same with your changelings.”

“We will be.” She assured the human. “As much as I enjoy your company, I believe that you have a Canterlot bound train to catch.”

Isaiah picked up his duffel bag he had set aside for easier movement while rigging the mine and slung it back on. “I guess you’re right. I still hate knowing that I’m leaving you behind in this damn cave while I’m at a fucking castle living the high life.”

“Worry not, I will be fine. Goodbye Isaiah and have a pleasant time, please.”

“I’ll see you later Queen Chrysalis, please stay safe.”

When their goodbyes were said, Isaiah rode towards Ponyville station and Chrysalis retreated back into to the caves interior.

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“Celestia, you are absolutely beautiful! There is no reason why you should feel conscience about your appearance; you never are!” Cadance complained to her aunt.

The mare of question inspected herself in the large mirror of her bathroom, worrying about her appearance. “I’m sorry Cadance, I am just a little stressed right now. As you may know, I have never been on a date before so I’m a little self conscience about how things will be.”

Luna was about to give her sister some encouraging words of wisdom, but a rap of knocks sounded from Celestia’s private chamber’s door. “It appears that somepony is at the door, I shall see who it is.”

Princess Luna teleported to the large, golden door and opened it with her magic. Behind the ornate door stood a messenger. “I bear news of Isaiah’s arrival. He is currently being escorted to the caste by the three guards who were assigned.”

“Wonderful. I will relay the information concerning Isaiah’s arrival; you may go my subject.” Princess Luna dismissed the guardpony.

The guard gave her princess a low bow and backed away as Luna closed the door. The princess of the night teleported back into Celestia’s bathroom to give her sister word of the human’s arrival.

“So, is our special little human here?” Cadance asked when Luna entered; she nodded. The youngest alicorn turned towards the oldest. “I think it would be best if the two of you waited until the appropriate time arrives to see each other.”

“I agree; I’m double checking over my coat once more for any imperfections.” Celestia said.

“Tia, you’re fine. You need to slow down and rest your mind a bit.” Her sister warned. “I hate to see you strain yourself over the little things… come to think about it, it’s not really little is it?”

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The man sat upon a small red cushion inside the conference room of the Castle that a mare guided and told him to wait in until the princess was ready for him. Isaiah wandered his eyes over the room for anything to spark interest in his bored mind; a stained glass window was the only thing worth looking at and a small figurine of an unknown pony posing on her hind legs.

The train ride to Canterlot was and will always be, something that Isaiah never enjoyed. Aside from the fact that the train was slow, small, hot as hell, and looked like a gay pride parade float with a cowcatcher on rails, it was mediocre.

A door from behind opened, he turned around to see a mare in a suit and a clipboard with some papers. The man watched as the pony walked around and sat herself down on the opposite side if the table.

“Hello!” She happily began, a little too loud for Isaiah’s liking. “My name is Quick Note and I am one of the many assistants working for the princesses; you must be Isaiah?”

The man nodded his head, curiosity rising in him.

“I have been informed that you and Princess Celestia will be visiting places around Canterlot this evening. It’s such wondrous news to hear of our beloved princess taking an interesting monkey-like being around our capital!”

Isaiah let out a sigh of annoyance. “Mind telling me what’s going on?”

“Of course I will!” The assistant chimed too gleefully. And like a quickly speaking rambling man, she sped through a list of terms and conditions to Isaiah concerning how to act and behave around the princesses; most importantly Princess Celestia.

“-and while you are accompanying Princess Celestia, you must absolutely comply to everything she tells you to do. You will speak appropriately and accordingly around her all times and you will keep any confidential opinions to yourself.” She was finishing up before the door she entered from opened.

A guard appeared, it wasn’t one of the mares that had escorted him to the castle but she did look like them though. “Miss Quick Note, I have been informed that you were not to go over the terms and conditions with Isaiah. Princess Celestia and Princess Luna stated that there was no need to go over them long before his arrival; why did you ignore their order?”

“I was told by…” The mare paused then scowled while muttering something to herself. “Very well, my apologies Mr. Isaiah.”

The guard who had stopped the meeting stepped aside from the doorway and allowed the assistant to pass on through. When she was gone, the guard closed the door behind herself and stood in front of Isaiah.

“Greetings Isaiah, several guards and I will be accompanying you and Princess Celestia this evening. As you may know, our Princess is very dear to us and we all worry for her well being, so a small group of guards will be in proximity at all times. You will not have to worry about us being in the way of things; we are here to make sure ponies keep their distance, shoo the paparazzi away and forbid any unwanted actions taking place.” The royal guard informed Isaiah of her and the other’s duties.

“Fine with me as long as you and your fellow guards keep a respectable distance from us.”

The guard bowed down. “It shall and will be done. I must now leave to prepare for today’s agenda.”

Isaiah gave the guardmare a curt nod and saw her out the meeting room’s door. When she left him alone, he corrected his position on the cushion; waiting for either one of the princesses to show.

He could practically hear the minutes tick on by as the day continued.

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The sound of the large golden doors opening stirred him awake from his half slumber. Isaiah turned his head to look over his shoulders to see who decided to talk to him next.

Isaiah’s jaw dropped and his eyes widened when he saw Princess Celestia slowly walking towards him; glowing with radiant beauty. While starring in almost a trance, the man noticed that she had done something different to her mane. Instead of her usual style, her bangs were elegantly curled; not too much, not too little, just the right amount of spirals. Each step she took, they would gently bob.

Her loving magenta eyes shone with their love and care like they alwaysed did when they were together. Celestia’s enchanting smile capturing his heart in a unbreakable spell. The princess of the sun’s cheeks began to slightly blush as his did; giving her an adorable appeal to her amongst her other attractive characteristics.

“Hello Isaiah…” Princess Celestia greeted before a long pause. “you do not know how long I have been waiting for this day.”

The man got up off the cushion, walked over to the princess and gave her a mighty hug. While he caressed her, she brought her lips up to meet his; he gave her what she wanted without any hesitation.

When the mare and the man broke apart, the man said, “I know that feeling. All those days and hours without seeing you has been testing my patience.”

She dove her muzzle into the crook of his neck to breath in his scent, cooing as she did. Isaiah didn’t bother to say anything, he chose to let her do as she pleased.

“I love your scent; always intoxicating no matter what you’ve been through.” Celestia chimed.

“If you want, I can get absolutely filthy and nasty to test your limits.” Isaiah joked to the princess he held in his arms.

She leaned forward and pecked him on his nose. “Let’s not; I would prefer for you to keep your normal scent.”

The man sounded with a chuckle at her reply as he coiled his left pointer finger through her one of her curls. “I really like what you’ve done to your mane, I always thought you’d look good with curls.”

“So you’ve been thinking about what I’d look like with curls before today?”

“A little weird huh?” He laughed. “No matter what the hai--manestyle, you’ll manage to make it look good.”

Princess Celestia gave him a smile. “What if I had an afro?”

“Don’t push it celly.” He warned.

The eldest princes gave him a small musically giggle.

Isaiah leaned down and picked up his duffel bag that he dropped to the floor long ago in the first minutes inside the meeting room.

“I see that you’ve brought some of your belongings. If you’d like, I can summon a maid to take your bag to my private chambers so you wouldn’t have to deal with it later.” Celestia offered.

“You know what,” He spoke. “that’s a pretty good idea.”

Her horn lit up with her golden glow and in a matter of seconds, a unicorn maid appeared out of thin air with a pop.

“How may I assist you Princess?” She asked while giving a bow.

“Can you please take my friend’s belongings to my private chambers? You can just leave it in the foyer, thank you.” Celestia replied to the horned mare.

“As you wish.” The mare in the frilly maid outfit said while summoning a cart to place his duffel bag in to transport it without having to carry it around in her mouth.

Isaiah bent down, grabbed the straps and placed it on the cart for her. When his bag was safely on the cart, the mare began to push it out the door and towards Celestia’s private chambers.

When she left the meeting room, the princess closed the doors and turned back to her human. “If I do recall, our first plan for today is a quick bite to eat.”

He nodded his head. “Next will be the concert, which I am really excited to go to and listen, then will be our dinner, and last will be… you know…”

Princess Celestia lifted up a hoof and drew a circle on his stomach. “I’m glad you remembered; let’s see if you remember Luna’s and Cadance’s plans after tonight~?”

“Depends on how well tonight goes.” He said with his charismatic chuckle she loved so much. “Come on, let’s get something to snack on.”

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Isaiah awkwardly shifted around on the small stool that was provided for him to sit on. Across from him sat Princess Celestia in all her glory; the flashes from the paparazzis reflecting off her golden regula as they beckoned for her attention. While they were a good twelve feet away, the paparazzis immensely annoyed him as they called their princess’s name, yelling their questions about her new manestyle. Even with the guards holding them back, they were driving nails into the human.

“Isaiah,” Celestia began. “are you alright?”

The man looked up from his salad plate to her. “I guess so, I just don’t like all this attention is all.”

As if on cue to a play, a pegasus mare swooped over the guardline and landed right next to the princess. “Celestia! Can you please tell Manhattan Times wh-!”

Isaiah reached his hand out to violently pull back on the mare’s mane and away from Princess Celestia for disturbing the moment, but a guardpony was quick on the mare and forced her back behind the line.

“I saw what you were about to do…” The mare in front of him sighed with a hint of disappointment. “You would’ve made things a hundred times worse if you did what you were planning to do.”

“Sorry,” He apologized. “she was a little too close for comfort… I’m not used to all of this attention; especially when surrounded.”

“Why is that?” She asked before taking a small bite out of her salad.

“Back home, I was rarely the center of attention. At most, I have had twenty people looking at me but now, there’s more than forty all around us and staring.”

“Whenever I become nervous, I always try to focus solely on the objective and nothing else. Just stay calm and relax with me; the less you think about them, easier things will be.”

The man gave himself a calming breath and did as he was told. Celestia gave him a reassuring smile that added to his relaxation.

But still, all around him and Celestia, the cries for attention and pleas for answers to the princess still filled his ears and air. Isaiah hoped for something simple out in Canterlot with the princess but the population seemed to be against his dream.

“Hey monkey thing?!” A reporter cried aloud to Isaiah, wanting his attention.

Instead of looking at the reporter, the man curled his fingers around a fork.

“I wouldn’t do that…” The princess warned.

He released his grip from the pronged eating utensil.

“While I agree that his attempts for your attention was rather crude, justifying his actions with a fork assault wouldn’t do any good.”

Isaiah sighed irritation. “Can’t you just ask them to leave us alone?”

Celestia shook her head. “I’m sorry for I can’t. They have the right to--”

“I get it Celestia… sorry for asking a rhetorical question. It’s just.... I wanna have a conversation with you without having to tiptoe around any details or watch what I’m saying.”

“We still have our dinner dat- our dinner tonight; we’ll have a better opportunity to speak more freely.” Celestia reminded him of their later plans.

“You’re right. But something else is bothering me…”

Her loving smile faltered. “What is it?”

Isaiah lifted up the bill that was left on their table by the waiter. “How am I going to pay?”

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Princess Celestia’s royal guards cleared a way through the crowded lobby of the theater. All eyes were on them as they passed through the mass of ponies who’d be attending the same performance as them. Celestia walked with such elegance and grace, she made Isaiah look like a confused fool following her in her glow. Ponies bowed down as they were expected to do every time royalty was in their presence. The once loud lobby was nothing but a few hushed whispers.

“Please rise my ponies.” Princess Celestia called to her ponies.

At the soft tone fo her angelic voice, all of them returned to their original position and conversations. A portion of the crowd continued watching the princess and the human walk through their guard-made pathway.

Isaiah craned his neck to look around the extravagant theater lobby. He couldn’t compare it to any of the buildings back on Earth; mostly because anything that would’ve shared a resemblance was destroyed. Like many of the things on Equis, some of the things he recognized came from pictures in books he would skim through back home.

The whole theater itself reminded him of an eighteenth century theater; instead of seeing it in black and white of a drawn picture, his eyes absorbed the colorful details and decals of everything. From what Isaiah could guess, the theater was old, very old.

Princess Celestia turned her head and lightly giggled to herself as she watched the human twist and turn his head to observe the fancy theater. If it wasn’t for the ponies and guards in the same room as her and her human, she would’ve leaned up against him towards their seats in the royal box.

A trio of guards walked in front of Celestia and Isaiah, clearing a way through the mass of ponies to a sectioned off portion of the theater. There was a mare in a dress who unhooked the clasp of the chain and let the guards, the princess, and the human pass through towards the stairway that led to the royal box.

“Celestia,” Isaiah began with a quiet whisper, not wanting the others around him speaking formally to the princess. “where are we going?”

“We are going to our seats. What makes you ask?” She questioned him.

The man almost tripped on the first step of the stairs due to the dim lighting. “We’re not heading towards the audience area.”

“Of course we’re not. We are heading to the royal box. It allows us to have a better view and better hearing of the performance with much more privacy that a regular seat.”

“Aren’t those boxes situated along the sides of the theater?” Isaiah asked, receiving a nod from the princess. “Oh lord, the lincoln booth…”

Celestia turned her head in confusion as the human and her waited for the royal box to be unlocked. “Lincoln booth, what does that mean? And why do you seem so worried?”

“I’m not actually worried. As a joke, we call those boxes lincoln booths back home because a long time ago in America’s history, there once was an important president who was assassinated in one of those.”

“An odd thing to joke and play about; I’ll never understand earthy humor…”

Isaiah shrugged his shoulders as the princess of the sun walked in the royal box. “Meh.”

Princess Celestia chose her cushioned seat and laid down upon it, letting out a small sigh as she did. Isaiah did as she did next to her; looking around the booth too.

The eldest alicorn let him be and decided to view from her superior height, the audience down below. Several large crystal chandeliers hang from the tall ceiling of the theater, illuminating the down below in a warm, dim, glow of light. Hundreds of seats pointed towards the stage with all of the musicians’ equipment already in position. A few of the ponies looked up the the princess and waved to her with their hooves; Celestia returned the gesture along with a warming grin.

After a few minutes of ponies locating their seats with hushed chatter, the performers began to file out from the back and to their arranged positions on the stage. The man watched as a unusually large amount of performers filled the whole stage; three times as much as a regular human performance from what he learned about so long ago. Isaiah assumed that the large amount was to compensate for the lack of fingers… or talent, maybe both and a little more. But for now, he didn’t really care. The fact the he was about to hear and actual performance in live was beyond thrilling for him; human for not, Isaiah was still happy.

Celestia turned to him to ask him to return some waves to the ponies down below but stopped. “Excited to hear the performance? I must say, I too am eager to hear them play.”

“Celestia, for the first time in forty five years, I’ll be the first human to actually hear a live orchestra play…” Isaiah said to her.

The mare took his words in and thought about them; her eyes widened a bit at the realization. “Wow…”

Isaiah didn’t say anything to her, he just continued to stare at the performers.

Eventually, the lights dimmed and the aducince ceased their talking, then the composer ventured out to a podium in the middle of the stage and pulled out her composer's baton. And with a few gestures with the baton, the music began to play slowly.

A smile formed on Isaiah’s face and Celestia’s too. With the given privacy of the royal box, Celestia scooted close to Isaiah and rested her head onto his shoulder. Isaiah then slowly lowered his head onto the princess’s, minding her long white horn. While letting out a coo of happiness, Celestia brought a hoof up and onto Isaiah’s right hand which he held onto.

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The music’s tempo increased to a rapid pace as Celestia’s tongue slowly danced around in Isaiah’s mouth. The man’s tongue met hers and eagerly tried to enter her mouth but her tongue wouldn't allow; she was winning the battle. She grazed the tip of her flexible muscle over his canines and felt his tongue trying to fight back.

As the last staccato notes were played, Isaiah reached his hand up to her cheek and gently rubbed it with his thumb. Despite Celestia wanting to continue on with the close interaction, it had to be ceased or risk getting caught. If by chance she and the human were discovered being intimate with each other… the outcome would most likely be outrageous due to her subjects ability of blowing things out of proportion and making something seem more intense and/or chaotic than it really was.

When the composer gave the final motion with her baton, Princess Celestia pulled herself away and retreated to a respectable distance away from Isaiah. She felt a pang in her heart when she saw the confused expression on the man’s face. And when the mare flicked her eyes towards the audience to give him a hint; he understood why.

Even though the royal box gave it’s occupants some privacy, it still gave some of the audience in certain areas down below a view if they chose to look hard enough. Slowly, ponies began to turn their attention away from the performers as they applaud and trained their focus on to the princess; waiting for her approval. Even the musicians looked to her, waiting from some kind of reaction from the monarch.

And sure enough Celestia rose from her seat and nodded her head. When she did the audience and even some of the performers applaud. When the cheers began to dissipate, the alicorn sat back down.

“Is that normal for them to do that?” Isaiah asked.

While waving to some of the ponies, she said, “It is. Whenever I go to any performances of some kind, many of my subjects look up to me to see if I approve of whatever has been performed. I understand that doing so is unneeded, but I can’t just ignore them without making the performers seem bad in their light.”

The man leaned back and rested against the cushions. “It gets annoying doesn’t it?”

Celestia didn’t even turn her head towards him, she just looked him in the corner of her eyes and nodded; showing that she did have a dislike to the ‘Royal Opinion’.

“And let me guess. Seeing as how you’re the co-ruler of Equestria, you must stay and socialize with the performers and guests to upkeep an acceptable appeal to both you and the performance?”

Princess Celestia giggled. “Not if we quickly avoid the ponies wanting to socialize and sneak out the backdoor…”

Isaiah rose to his feet. “I like that idea.”

The alicorn lifter herself off the red cushioned seat and gracefully fluttered to the locked door and opened it. “Let’s quickly go before they crowd the staircase!” She hushly whispered aloud to him over the growling chatter.

The man didn’t say a word and simply did as the princess said. As the mare and man were going down the red carpeted stairs a guard asked, “A pathway has been made towards the back door your highness.”

When Celestia gave her thanks, Isaiah said, “You must’ve snuck out so many times that your guards have managed to sum up a plan for quick and unnoticeable getaways to the back.”

“Oh hush~” The princess chimed to him. “By now, there should be a chariot waiting for us to take you and I to the castle.”

Isaiah reached ahead and opened a large heavy door for the mare. “Ready for that nice and romantic date?”

“Most certainly.” She said with a pleased and relieved smile.

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Princess Celestia and Isaiah walked down the long hallway that lead towards the living quarters for the princesses. Despite the darkness of the night from outside and the lack of light sources, the hallway with it’s stained glass windows still bared light to illuminate the area. The golden doors that the princess and the man slowly drew to still shone with it’s gold and special enchantments to prevent any unwanted visitors from entering the private living area. And when Isaiah’s hand touched the golden door, all of it’s enchantments shimmered and failed as the magic resistant human opened the door.

When the doors were fully swung opened, Celestia and Isaiah were greeted by a trail of rose petals leading towards her private chambers.

“Wow, what a way to set the mood.” The man said while snaking an arm around her neck.

The alicorn shook her head. “I didn’t do this; Luna and Cadance did.”

He rose an eyebrow. “Really?”

“They did. Lune and Cadance believed that you and I needed the perfect setting for our perfect night. So I allowed them to have the ability to do as they see fit to establish a romantic mood for the two of us.” Celestia confessed with a small blush.

Isaiah ventured further along the rose petal trail and into Celestia’s chambers. Near the balcony, a small table, with a pair of cushioned chairs and a single red candle with a lone rose in a slender glass vase stood next to it. “They did a really good job, better than my friends would’ve done. Knowing them, they would try to make the mood as awkwards as it could possibly
be. You’re lucky to have such a wonderful sister and niece.”

The princess slowly walked next to his side and rested her head onto his shoulders. “I know I’m lucky to have them.” She stuck out a wing and guided him to sit at the small table. “Take a seat so we can begin dinner; I am anxious to see what my niece has cooked for us.”

“Cadance cooked for us?” Isaiah asked while pulling out Celestia’s chair for her.

“She did.” The princess of the sun said while taking her seat. “Cadance offered to make us our dinner for tonight. Trust me when I say this Isaiah, her skills will not disappoint you.”

When the mare sat still on her chair, he slid her forward closer to the table. “So she’s an expert chef?”

“Not exactly, but close enough for us to enjoy the fruits of her labor.” Celestia chuckled.

Isaiah seated himself at his chair. In front of both him and Celestia, an ensemble of wares for eating were placed onto the table with a covering of red and white cloth. A teapot, and a pitcher of water along with a pair of empty glasses stood next to the candle, that was now lit thanks to Celestia’s magic. Between a pair of eating utensils, a silver platter covered with a silver lid was in front of him; the meal provided by the princess of love waiting underneath the shiny dome.

Celestia also had the same assortment placed in front of her. She lit up her long white horn with her magic and removed the lid off her meal; a bowl of soup with a line of steam rising from it, and what appeared to be a salad surrounding the blue and white porcelain bowl.

The princess of the sun let out a little hum of pleasure when the soup’s scent traveled up and into her nose. She was about to say something to the man, but her stomach beat her to it.

“Oh my~” Celestia shly giggled in embarrassment. “I’ve forgotten how long it has been since we’ve last eaten.”

Isaiah waved her a calming motion with a hand. “I’m gonna have to agree with you.” The man grasped the silver lid in his hands and removed it, revealing the same soup and salad that Celestia had. His stomach was next to gurgle in hunger.

Her spoon was engulfed in magic and slowly proceeded to dip itself into the homemade soup; the continents slowly dancing around as Celestia traced the silver spoon around the bowl to cool the soup.

The man began to stir the contents of the soup. Carrots, peas, small chunks of potatoes, bits and pieces of chopped celery, and tiny diced tomatoes swirled around in the brownish broth with many other ingredients and spices. He was about to take his first bite of the soup but stopped, remember who was joining him.

“How about you take the first bite of tonight Celestia.” Isaiah announced to the princess who quickly glanced up from her bowl.

Celestia nodded with a smile and brought the soup filled spoon to her lips and began to dainty consume, humming once again in pleasure with the occasional chew. “Perfect.”

Isaiah quickly followed suit and took his turn. His mouth was instantly filled with flavor as the contents filled his mouth, his mind too, as memories resurfaced.

The solar mare’s eager smile to hear what he had to say about the soup vanished as the human in front of her peered down at the soup.

“Isaiah, is everything fine? Are you alright and well?”

Her question momentarily fell on deaf ears, until she asked again.

“Y-Yeah…”

She gently settled her soup back down into the food. “Is something wrong?”

Isaiah tapped his fingers onto the spoon. “No nothing is wrong. It’s just… the soup reminds me of home. When I tasted it, I got a flood of memories of my mom’s cooking.” He swirled the utensil around to cool the soup some more. “My mom made this kind of soup before I left for scavenging missions for Dustin.”

“How odd...” Celestia began, causing the human to look up from his bowl to her. “Cadance was experimenting around in the kitchen and made this soup a couple days ago. Such a soup like this has never been documented before so we assumed that Cadance was the original maker; it appears your mom beat her to it.”

He lightly chuckled. “I guess. Sorry, I should be forgetting about home for right now and focus on you-”

Celestia interrupted him. “It’s nothing to worry about Isaiah. In fact, keeping in what troubles you is unhealthy and should be talked about openly to a close friend or a famil-, I’m here for you. We can talk about what’s bothering you right now if you want.”

The man served himself a hearty spoonful of soup before kindly declining her offer. “Celesta, tonight is about you and me relaxing together with no worries. As much as I am pleased to hear you invitation, that’s gonna have to wait. ‘Sides, there’s something else that’s bothering me that’s not family…”

“What it is?” The alicorn asked?

“It’s something that we can worry about later.” The man dipped his spoon down into the soup before asking, “So, care to explain to me how you treat your sister and your niece during heat?” Isaiah asked devilishly.

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Celestia may had quenched her hunger for food, but their was also another hunger that would need to be quenched that only Isaiah could satisfy. Her angelic wings threatened to fully stretch out; they were already half-way splayed open and they twitch along with her heartbeat.

Both the princess and the man were done with their food. Isaiah learned that Celestia was right, Cadance was a good cook and hopped to have more of her cooking in the future. He had completely cleared his plate while Celestia had a small amount of soup and salad left on her platter; she didn’t want to eat too much to the point where it would make her feel sluggish.

Isaiah and Celestia now found themselves staring at eachother. An hour and thirty minutes had already passed, an hour and thirty minutes of eating, talking, laughing, joking, and overall enjoying each other's company.

The man could see that the alicorn sitting in front of him was becoming antsy with her movements; she would wiggle around, flutter her eyelashes, and move her wings a bit. Isaiah knew full well that other things were moving, things that the table blocked his view from.

“I-Isaiah,” Celestia calmly spoke. “should we…”

He knew what she was wanting and couldn’t deny it, he couldn’t even dream of it. Isaiah rose from his chair and slowly walked over towards her and began to caress her head with his hands.

Now it was Celestia’s turn to rise from her chair. With the assistance of the human, the chair she sat upon moved to the side so she could fully stand next to him. Without the human noticing, Celestia used her magic to close the curtains of the windows that gave a magnificent view of nighttime Canterlot.

With the curtains fully closed, the mare of the sun leaped up and pecked Isaiah on his lips and said, “I believe we should follow the rest of the rose petal trail~”

The human who caressed her so nicely simply nodded his head and wrapped his right arm around her swan-like neck. He then took a couple steps towards the rose petal trail left behind by Cadance and Luna; Celestia didn’t even need to be told to follow.

In each other’s embrace, the mare and the man walked along the trail that lead towards Celestia’s private chambers. Each step she took, Celestia could feel her heart pace quicken and her tail shake back and forth, spreading her scent around the private chambers. The alicorn put an extra bit of sway to her hips as she walked with the human. Isaiah could feel and see the signs that the mare in his arms was giving him.

The trail of rose petals stopped at Celestia’s sleeping chamber doors, a small scroll placed onto the handle with a little red bow keeping it from unraveling. The man stuck a hand out and grabbed the scroll and passed it to the eldest princess, who then opened it.

Reading aloud the note, Celestia read,

“Dear Celestia and Isaiah,

We hope that the two of you have a grand and memorable time with each other. There will be no need to thank us for what we’ve done to make this night special.

-Love Luna and Cadance”

Princess Celestia engulfed the scroll with a flame by her magic; filling hers and Isaiah’s eyes with a warm glow as the ashes were whisked away by a non-existent wind. Neverminding the ashes of the message dissipating away, Isaiah open the large golden doors for the mare still wrapped in his arms.

She managed to snake her way out of his hold and strut over towards her grand bed; making sure to put a sway to her gait and to flick her tail left and right to spread her scent around the private chambers. As the princess slid herself onto her enormous bed, the man followed in her hoofsteps and patiently waited for the mare to situate herself comfortably.

When Princess Celestia sat herself comfortably on the plush covers of her bed, Isaiah climbed up next to her and gently used his hands to usher her to fully lay down. Without putting any resistance, the alicorn did as the human wanted and rested her back onto the comforter; her wings splayed out and lightly twitching as they touched the surface.

(Mature warning)

Isaiah began to remove his clothes off of him, but was stopped when the mare next to him on the bed rested one of her fore-hooves onto his shoulder. “May I please undress you Isaiah?”

He ceased what he was doing and rested his arms.

Celestia smiled when he relaxed himself and motioned for her to take over. She directed the man to lay onto the bed so she could have easier access to him and his clothes. As he went down, the mare locked her lips onto his and hummed gently into his mouth.

First was his shoes and socks, next was his shirt, then his pants; all that was left of his clothes was his boxers. Celestia lowered her mouth down to his hips and lightly clenched the last article of clothing in her teeth. Slowly and with the assistance of Isaiah raising his lower half, she pulled the undergarments down his thighs, over his knees and past his feet. As Celestia removed the boxers, she inhaled his masculine scent emitting from him, causing her button to madly wink from her lower lips.

Once all of his clothes were off, Isaiah rose from his resting position and pulled Celestia into a warm hug. “My turn.”

She didn’t say anything and let the human do as he wanted.

First was her horseshoes, next was her barrel piece, and lastly was her crown. As he held her headdress in his hands, the solar mare engulfed both it and the other regula in her magic and settled them down on the stand beside her bed. Without the disturbance of bumping into the barrel piece, Isaiah ran his hands up and down her neck and all the way down to her shoulders, loving the feel of her fur brush between his fingers.

Just the simple touch of Isaiah caressing her neck caused Celestia to shudder and lightly coo in pleasure. But there was something else that needed to be touched by the human, the innocent contact between her and the human elected a burning desire under her majestic, wavy tail.

The man could feel how tensed the mare was in his care, she lightly trembled in anticipation, her body was burning hot in desire, both her cheeks and her flanks were blushing red. He reached both of his hands out and grasped her cutie-marks; giving them a gentle squeeze that earned a whine from the mare.

Straddling him, Celestia threw her fore-hooves over his shoulders and encompassed him into a tight embrace as he pulled her close by her flanks. The alicorn shuddered as she felt his hands explore her hindquarters.

Isaiah let his hands venture over her, feeling a dampness with his fingers as they felt around her inner thighs. He then slowly trailed his fingers up to the source of the dampness and lightly brushed his appendages over her flower.

Celestia gasped when his fingers gently poked and prodded her marehood, she could feel every single movement they made over her sensitive area. She held him tighter, causing the man to hum and rub his face into her white and enticing barrel. She lightly bit her bottom lip as Isaiah traced around her mound and finally spread her nether lips apart with just two fingers.

Just those simple touches cause the princess to involuntarily thrust her hindquarters backwards; needing more attention to her flower. The man, below her, decided that enough was enough and lifted the mare off of him and onto the the bed. She looked up to him with her soft, gentle magenta eyes, wondering what he was about to do with her.

Bringing his mouth to her ear, he whispered, “Just relax and let me do all the work…”

She watched as the man removed himself from the bed and stand by the edge. With his powerful arms, Isaiah grasped her waist and pulled her close enough to the edge so her tail was touching the floor and her hind-legs sticking high into the air.

Celestia once again bit her bottom lip and smiled in anticipation; she knew what he was about to do and could hardly wait.

Bathed in the gentle glow of hundreds of candles scattered around the private chamber, Isaiah glazed his eyes over her undercarriage, noticing how her pearl white coat transformed into light-grey tender skin at the teats, marehood and everything inbetween.

He squatted down till his mouth was leveled with her flower, which was now puffy and pink with juices spilling from it; neglected of touch during her heat. Their foreplay had barely even started and Celestia was already dripping and ready for more, but Isaiah felt that some more tender love and care was in order before any advancements were to be made.

Isaiah blew a gentle gust of warm air onto her sopping mound, causing her to trimble and twisted around in place. Her vulva bulged as her clit peeked from her folds and begged for attention by the human. The man watched in slight amusement, her tail swished and her hind-legs moved around while she whimpered. Using his fingers, Isaiah traced around her lower lips and rubbed both of his thumbs over her aching clit; eliciting a loud moan from the mare.

Deciding that he tormented her long enough, Isaiah wrapped his arms tightly around her stifle and lowered his mouth on to her puffy mound. As soon as his tongue touched down, the man felt her body once again tense, freeze and tremble.

Starting off slowly, Isaiah dipped his tongue in between her folds and trailed upwards until he would reach her swollen clit. From there, the man would then wrap his lips around her button and lightly suck; earning a whine of pleasure and a buck of the hips from Celestia. Traveling down, he would then shake his tongue back and forth against her lower lips.

“Please, mm-more!” The mare in his care half-yelled as he repeated the same action once more.

Celestia felt as if she had died and ascended into the great beyond. Her head swam in ecstasy as Isaiah tended lovingly to her swollen mound, enjoying the feel of his hot tongue against her equally hot pussy. The alicorn’s tongue lolled out as she rested her head towards the side.

Suddenly, Isaiah increased the pressure of his assault on her marehood; feeling her juices wetten his mouth and face as he put more effort into his pleasuring. The result of his efforts caused the princess to widen her eyes and open her mouth as she felt her first orgasim coming.

Seeing what the mare was doing, Isaiah pulled his mouth away from her love tunnel and gave her a devilish smirk; denying her chance of release. Celestia shot both of her fore-hooves down to her lower to bring herself to climax but the man was quick and caught them in his hands.

Using his strength of his muscular arms, Isaiah pulled her fore-hooves to him to the point where Celestia was raised into a sitting position like a human would sit. While she was in her confusion, the man leaned forward and pressed his lips against hers. She could taste her own juices upon his mouth and tongue.

Pulling away and breaking the kiss, Celestia asked with heated breath, “Care to explain to me why you wouldn’t let me reach my climax?”

“So what I’m about to do with make you scream out my name.” Isaiah said while carefully lowering her back down onto the bed and trailing kisses down her chest and belly.

Celestia, who was brushing a curl out of her face mumbled, “I have a feeling that we’ll be screaming each other’s names…”

He chuckled aloud at her comment when he reached her teats. He looked down upon them and stopped his advancements when he recognized their resemblance to a horse’s. They were more narrow rather than rounded like a woman’s and bared a light coat of fine hairs covering the light-grey pinkish skin. The nipples were much more erect and closer to each other, unlike a woman’s.

Not noticing the conflict between her teats and Isaiah, Celestia mumbled aloud for the man to continue on with his pleasuring. Her words snapped him out of his inner conflict and reminded him of exactly who he was with.

Closing his eyes, like the first time he pleasured Celestia with his mouth, Isaiah encompassed one of her teats and began to suck on the erect nipple.

The solar mare gave a pleased coo at the unexpected contact. She could feel his hot, wet tongue trace over the nipple and teat. When the human began to suck harder onto the sensitive nipple, Celestia began to hyperventilate at the stimulating contact. With the continued suction, he let his lips move around in a circular motion and lightly nibble on the nipple with his teeth.

Isaiah didn’t leave the other teat unattended. With his right hand he started to carefully play with the nipple of her right teat. The man would occasionally give it a flick, which would then cause Celestia to gasp at the sensation.

Right as Isaiah was about to treat the other teat with is mouth, he felt one of Celestia’s hooves beckoning him to lift.

“Dear,” She began with a sultry voice. “how about you tend back to my nethers and I’ll give you a very nice surprise. Does that sound good?”

The man didn’t say anything. Isaiah retreated back in between her long, intoxicating hind-legs and hovered his mouth of her pussy which was leaving a large trail of juices down the covers of the bed and onto the floor.

Unknowingly of the spell that Celestia placed upon herself, Isaiah pushed his tongue fully into the solar mare’s needy flower.

“That’s m-more l-like--”

Princess Celestia cried out during her own words as Isaiah rubbed his nose onto her clit as he darted his tongue inside of her. An explosion of sensations rocked throughout her body at the feel of his oral assault. The man practically shoved his face into the mare’s flowing flower; feeling her juices coating him in it’s warmth.

When Celestia thought it couldn’t be any better, Isaiah slipped in some fingers from his left hand and began to slowly move them around inside of her. The mare’s eyes threatened to roll all the back as his pointer and middle finger split apart and feel both sides of her velvety walls. She was reduced to a mumbling mess as the feel of both his fingers, tongue, lips, and even the stubble on his chin brought her closer and closer to her orgasim.

Noticing the state of bliss Celestia was in, Isaiah increase his efforts to the best of his abilities. Placing his mouth right onto her winking clit, sucking as hard as he could on the swollen button. The princess cried out in pleasure, unaware that it was just the beginning of something epic for her. Isaiah reentered his pointer and middle finger inside of her and started to do the ‘come hither motion’ onto her g-spot.

Princess Celestia’s body began to tremble madly as she whimpered, “I-Isaiah, I-I’m c-c-cumming~!”

Tripling his efforts, Isaiah both suched, rubbed, and licked onto her soaking mound that now started to increase in temperature. Using his right arm and hand, he held on tightly for what was next to come.

Celestia’s orgasim hit her, hard.

Isaiah closed his eyes as a blast of marecum washed over him like a tidal wave. Her screams of pure ecstasy fell on deaf ears as Isaiah focused solely on pleasuring the mare in front of him. He could feel her marehood constrict and massage his fingers as if they were a cock cumming it’s load inside of her. Celestia’s hips quickly thrusted into his face, holding onto her left leg tightly with his right arm; the only thing keeping him in place. The man could feel her sprayed juices dribble from his mouth, down his chest and onto his erect member that grew even more excited than it was before.

When the princess was beginning to come down from her high, the man pulled his mouth away from her flower and started to kiss and nibble on her left inner thigh. His fingers were still doing their magic on her g-spot, this time his thumb gently massaged her twitching button.

After a full minute passed of gasping and involuntary twitching, Celestia mumbled out, “My goodness…”

“...Wow.” Isaiah said after whipping his face clear of her marecum. When he was about to join the alicorn on her extravagant bed, he noticed something different about her. “Celestia, your teats!”

She turned her head to look at the astonished human. Celestia then drifted her fore-hooves to her now larger teats and pressed them together, making small dribbles of milk leak from the erect nipples. “I hope you like your little surprise; think of it as a small pick-me-up. Come and have a drink, I’m sure you’ll like it~”

He paused to think. The mare below him still softly rubbed her mounds of flesh together to coax some more of the white goodness out. Isaiah watched as Celestia’s milk leaked out from the nipples and travel down to pool inbetween her teats.

Isaiah realized that he was staring like a fool and immediately reacted, bringing his head to her belly.

The princess of day brought her hooves away from her teats and carefully used them to usher Isaiah down until his mouth was directly over her left teat. Before tackling it with his mouth, the man brought both of his hands to them and began to experimentally knead them; earning more warm milk to flow from her perky nipple and trace all around the offering teat.

Suddenly, Celestia once again used her hooves onto his head, this time successfully getting him to latch onto the teat he held.

Princess Celestia giggled warmly as she watched the human suckling her teat turn his expression from confusion, to surprise, and finally to curiosity. She figured that she’d use this time to recuperate herself after her mind boggling orgasim. Her horn glowed as she levitated a pillow under her head so she could rest more comfortably. Celestia would give the occasional sigh or gasp when ever Isaiah would give a particularly noticeable suckle for her milk.

Isaiah couldn’t believe it but he was actually enjoying Princess Celestia’s milk. The warm goodness was pleasant to the tongue and soothing to the throat, it tasted a little bit different than pasteurized cow milk and human milk, but still good enough to drink. Using both hands, he gave the teat that his mouth was latched onto and gave it a gentle yet firm squeeze. A long stream collided against the roof of his mouth.

A smile grew on Celestia’s lips upon the realization; Isaiah, a tough, strong, masculine individual was suckling her teats and drinking her milk as if he was a little foal. The eldest alicorn alwaysed enjoyed this kind of interaction with her sister and niece.

After drinking all from the left, Isaiah switched to her right teat and continued on. He found himself wanting more and more of her milk; her creamy goodness felt intoxicating. An idea formed in his head that he was sure the mare he drank from would enjoy. Filling his mouth with as much milk as possible, Isaiah crawled up to Celestia and connected his mouth to hers.

She knew what he had planned and opened her mouth. Celestia hummed in delight as she drank the warm substance from Isaiah’s mouth. When all that he offered as gone, Celestia gave him a passionate kiss and hug.

“Maybe we could get some honey for us; I know I enjoy it when I cast the special spell every once in a while.” Celestia cooed to him, her mouth still lingering next to his.

“That sounds amazing. But for now, lets us make each other feel wonderful…” Isaiah spoke to her with his hot and heavy breath that sent shivers down her spine.

Slowly pulling away, the human pulled her away from the edge of the bed and put her in the center. The large size of the mattress gave them plenty of space to move around freely without having to worry about falling off.

Once he rolled her onto her belly, Celestia spread her legs out; her fore-legs connected to each other, her hind-legs too. With the pillow she used to rest her head while Isaiah drank from her, she slid it between her fore-legs so she could have something to rest on, or possibly scream into, while Isaiah took care of her from behind.

Straddling the alicorn with his hips resting on her plump flanks, Isaiah began to trace his hands all the way from her shoulders to her cutie-marks. Celestia sighed as she felt his hands travel down her back, over her wings, and finally rest at her flushed rump.

With his fingers and palms, Isaiah started to slowly and firmly knead her large hindquarters. His simple touchings caused the mare beneath him to squirm and wiggle anxiously.

Isaiah finally began the end of his foreplay with Celestia by leading a trail of kisses all the way from her flank and towards her neck. Looking over her shoulder with a honey-sweet smile, Celestia waited and watched as he planted his final kisses and occasional nibbles on her neck. When Isaiah gave her his last pecks, he leaned forwards and connected his mouth with hers.

When Isaiah pulled away he said, “Are you ready?”

Celestia nodded her head, her curls bobbed up and down with her.

As Isaiah slowly pulled himself back, Celestia could feel his spire graze across her back and flanks; making her even more eager to the point of thinking about straddling Isaiah herself and go wild. Her heat sent her flower’s temperature skyrocketing, making it impossible to ignore, especially now considering what’s happening.

He could see her expressions change as he brought his cock closer and closer to her flower that was tucked between her large, flushed flanks and under her wavy tail. As he began the end of his journey, Isaiah dragged his member along her tail dock; putting pressure onto it so she could feel it getting closer to her hot mound.

Before entering his member inside the waiting mare, Isaiah reached a hand down to her flower and began to lightly massage it. When he could feel her pre flow onto his fingers, he cupped his hands so her juices would pool on his palm. He could feel her readiness dribble around his appendages as his hand was bathed, and when the man decided he had enough, he brought the dampened hand to his cock and began to coat it with her pre.

Isaiah shivered at the warm, sticky feeling of her juices; the temperature seemed to drive him wild and to press on to give what the mare was waiting for.

Princess Celestia once again looked over her shoulder to see what her partner was doing. She bit the tip of her tongue in anticipation, the sight of seeing Isaiah stroke his large cock made something primal grow inside of her.

Suddenly, what she had been waiting for so long was slowly happening. Watching and feeling his hands on her flank, Celestia eyed the human slowly direct his manhood towards her eager, puffy flower. Right as his tip touched her lower lips, she whimpered and wiggled her hips slightly back for him to fully enter. But Isaiah, wanting to take things a little more slower, pulled himself back from the mare’s mound.

When Celestia gave him a pitiful expression, he regretted his decision and returned his spire to it’s original position near her gate. He began to carefully slide his marepre covered cock into her craving cavern; the more pressure he gave, the more the mare increased her breaths.

The mare of the sun’s eyes shot wide and her pupils grew when she felt her puffy lower lips become parted by Isaiah twitching cock. She could feel his hot member slowly enter her burning cavern.

“Holy shit! Celestia, your pussy is so hot!” Isaiah groaned aloud the mare.

She couldn’t say anything; his manhood left her speechless as it continued spreading her walls. Celestia bit onto the pillow she bared between her hooves as she felt more and more inches slide into her, she could feel the barb of his head and the many veins that covered it.

When she could take anymore, out of desperation to start, she asked Isaiah by turning her head over her shoulders, “Please Isaiah, rut me~!”

Isaiah, who had his eyes closed due to the almost overwhelming sensation, leaned forwards so he could be closer. “Just a… few more… inches…”

The princess’s tight, neglected walls felt like a burning oven; the deeper he went, the hotter it got. For the princess, it felt like an eternity for the human to fully enter her marehood, but when she felt a something hot and hard prod her cervix, she moaned.

The man figured asking the princess to continue was unneeded. Starting off slowly for both his and Celestia’s sake, Isaiah began to gently thrust his hips into her’s; his cock pleasuring every inch of her neglected flower.

Whenever Isaiah would bottom out, he could feel Celestia’s clit wink out and touch his sack. And whenever he gave a hard thrust with perfect timing, his balls would collide with her button and send her begging for more.

What first started out as slow thrusts began to pick up in speed and force. As each time Isaiah thrusted deep inside her, Princess Celestia let out a primal moan or whimper that sent shivers up the man’s spine and told him to keep going.

Isaiah couldn’t believe it. Her marehood felt like heaven and burned like hell, he never would’ve guessed that heat would do such a thing to a poor mare. Each time he would slide in, the walls seemed to grip him hard and keep him locked inside; almost as if they were trying to prevent an escape. And when Isaiah would try to pull back for another thrust, it proved to be rather tight and seemingly difficult to do so.

For Celestia, it had barely even been three minutes and she was already reaching another organism. Each time she felt his big, fat, throbbing cock slide back and forth inside her, it brought her unavoidable climax closer. At each complete thrust, Isaiah’s force would cause her whole body to rock forwards and cause the bed to creak. Her breathing quickened every time he went back in and back out.

The man’s hands made themselves known to Celestia as they searched across her back and found the base of her wings. She gave a loud and throaty moan as he firmly massaged them with the occasional tug mixed in that would cause her to whimper and yelp.

As much as Isaiah was enjoying everything, he believed that the position wasn’t right. Leaning towards her once more he asked, “I have a better idea for a position; I’m sure you’ll love it~”

The melting princess who was under him didn’t say a word. When she opened her mouth to speak, all she could sound was ‘oohs’ and ‘ahhs’. The only thing she did to show she agreed was a nod of her head.

Pulling his cock out, which caused Celestia to whimper out in displeasure, Isaiah dismounted off of her and left the bed to stand at it’s edge. He then gripped her slim perfect hindquarters, he pulled her all the way back so that her hind-legs were off the bed and touching the tiled floor.

“Perfect…” Isaiah quietly mouthed when he noticed how comfortable Celestia was in the new position. The mare’s flank was at level with his hips; something that greatly benefitted them both.

Celestia purred when she felt Isaiah mounting her from the behind. She felt his hands hold onto her cutie-marks as he lined his cock up with her winking entrance. Her mouth gaped when his lower head passed through her lower lips and continued on with the pleasuring. The princess was thankful for the newer position; she could feel things much better than before.

Holding on tightly to her hindquarters, Isaiah thrusted her flank against his own thrusts from his hip, which then caused Celestia to scream aloud in ecstasy. Thrust after thrust sent her reeling in pleasure as his girthy cock completely filled her and stimulated her to the fullest. Each time his hips collided with her flank, her plump full teats would be rocked back and forth; the sensation of her erect nipples dragging against the covers of the bed left her trembling at the hind-legs and gasping. Unseen by both the human and mare, milk was lightly streaming out and wetting the edge of the bed and the floor, adding to the pool of bodily fluids.

Suddenly, Celestia could feel her next orgasim cominsing. Glancing back to the human pounding her from behind, she half-yelled and half-whimpered, “Isaiah I’m about to c-cu-cum~!”

Hearing that the mare he was with was reaching her point, Isaiah increased his speed and force to his thrusts. The man could also feel the point of no return starting, the need to climax with her was unignorable. “M-Me too!”

“Please, rut he harder! Make me your mare and fill me with your seed!” Celestia bellowed, he heated voice filling her sleeping chambers and probably more. “Lean onto me, I wanna feel your weight on me; dominate me!”

After slightly adjusting his stance, he began to practically climb on top of Celestia while his still mounted and pleasuring her. His ability to thrust and move into a different position without much disturbance, surprised both him and her.

Celestia had her face buried into the pillow where she laid her head on. She loved the way he felt on top of her, making her feel submissive by his large dominating form.

She felt her climax coming and coming, and when Isaiah gave a particular thrust, her orgasim came and hit her like a freight train. The alicorn threw her head back as the first wave hit; the sensation of Isaiah gigantic spire still pounding her left her almost paralized.

When Celestia gave a powerful gush of cum that covered his radiating member, Isaiah couldn’t hold his orgasim back anymore and began to release his seed deep inside her. The man lightly bit onto her right ear as their world melted apart; causing the mare to feel slightly more dominated by the action.

Princess Celestia screamed Isaiah’s name out as she felt his steaming seed fill her insides. Burst after powerful burst of his cum blasted against her cervix that was desperately trying to take in the overwhelming amount of his seed further inside. The man inside her could barely make any movements within her; her walls gripped him so tightly as they massaged his cock for more of his cum.

Isaiah buried his face into the princess’s back as the last powerful burst of cum was finishing plastering the insiders of her flower. The softness of the finely cared coat felt soothing to the touch.

When both of their orgasims both finished, Isaiah started to pull his spent rod out of the mare, but stopped when she mumbled for him not to pull out. “Please leave it in…”

He did what he was told and, despite just cumming, left his still stiff spent cock inside her flower. Isaiah could feel the tip of his lower head being massaged by Celestia’s velvety walls; wanting to get every last drop out.

The man waited patiently for Celestia to give him permission to dismount. By the time she said to, Isaiah’s pride had already returned to it’s limp state.

After moving both himself and Princess Celestia completely onto the bed, he dropped his body next to her laying form; she was still recovering from her high.

As the man waited, he allowed his eyes to wander of the princess’s gorgeous body. He eyed her up and down, stopping at her flower when he noticed that not a single drop of his seed had oozed out, which was something expected because of the overall design of her flower. Isaiah let his eyes rest at her teats, licking his lips when he remebered what happened during their foreplay. Princess Celestia, despite what had just happened, was still producing some milk from her light-grey pinkish teats.

Isaiah was about to her return to the milk filled mounds but a prod from a single hoof interrupted him.

(Mature End)

“Isaiah, could please sleep on top of me, honey?” Celestia asked another odd request.

The man scooted closer to her, “Why do you want be on top of you? Won’t you be uncomfortable, wouldn’t it be hard for you to breathe?”

Princess Celestia looked into his blue eyes with her magentas. “I enjoy your dominating form on top of me, it makes me feel safe yet submissive and owned; think of it as a different way of hugging.”

“Well… alright then, just tell me when you’re uncomfortable and need me to get off.”

While Celestia was on her back, Isaiah climbed onto her and rested his body; his large frame completely dominated her’s and suppressed her whole body. He then began to encompass her into a hug by wrapping his arms around her torso. She showed no signs of difficulty breathing as he rested on top her.

“This is something that I’ve been waiting for so long…” Princess Celestia mumbled, her mouth next to Isaiah’s.

“Hmm?”

She tilted her head so it was lightly touching his. “For centuries, I have been waiting for that special somepony, a male to be more specific, to take care of me during my estrus cycle.” She bumped his head with her so he could make eye contact with her. “You see Isaiah, when a stallion claims a mare, after they copulate the stallion will then rest upon his mare; just like what you’re doing now. It signifies that he’ll always be with her and care for her.”

Before he asked his question, Isaiah gave her a nice comforting kiss upon her lips. “When you said you wanted me to ‘make you my mare’ a while ago, is that your way of saying you want to take things to the next level; a relationship?”

Celestia slowly nodded her head. “I-I really want t-to be in a re-relationship with you…” The mare’s cheeks burned bright red. “My feelings are deep and true for you Isaiah... And there has been something that I’ve been wanting to ask you, do you want to start a harem?”