I lay there, breath taken, as the mare before me pleasured herself eloquently with the purple phallus, letting out soft moans of pleasure as pussy juice began to leak from that beautiful puffy pink slit of hers.

I began to stroke myself, precum leaking down my length. My friend moaned out as she looked to me, no doubt imagining the exact same thing I was... that dildo being my thick cock, sliding in and out of her with glorious ease. Driving it into her, she could feel my texture, feel the near electric stimulation of my length hilting inside of her...

The cerise mare withered on the ground as her moans only grew in intensity, my own grunts added to the mix as I stroked my meaty length to the rhythm of her vibrator. I could just imagine myself, plunging into her velvety depths. My powerful body above her as I pistoned my hips into hers, our bodies connected in a sacred unification...

Her tongue lolled out of her mouth as her rear end began to tense up, a squeaky whine leaving her mouth as she held her breath. Tensing up, her foreleg spasmed and she accidentally tossed her dildo, said toy slapping my face.

I got a full view of her petite little twat, slightly gaped from the dildo. Her inner muscles contracted as she oozed out a drizzle of marecum that leaked down between her perfectly toned flank cheeks. I watched as her hole would try to close shut, then open back up when she'd gasp and twitch in orgasmic high.

I took her toy, coated in her juices, and began to suck on it, tasting her essence as I stroked myself closer to my own impending orgasm. Her one hoof darted to her clit, rubbing it furiously as she drove herself further over the edge. How easy it would be for me to just...

I tossed the toy aside. Jerking myself off just wouldn't due. Standing to all fours, I slinked towards her, tongue licking the sides of my lips as I eyed my prize. She moaned out for me to stop, barely able to speak with her orgasm still shaking her body.

We weren't supposed to have sex, just masturbate together. But I couldn't take it anymore, I just had to have her-

I went to turn the page but found that the page after was vacant of words, just a sexy picture of a show mare in a very dazzling pose. I flipped to the next page but it too just had more pictures. I flipped back to the story and found where I left off then turned to the next page. With a slight groan I shook my head. The pages were stuck together...

“So what happens next?” asked a dopey voice, making me jump up in fright.

“YEAAAAA! WHAT?!” I gasped, scrambling and falling off the side of my lawn chair. I hadn't been paying attention to my surroundings and had gotten very drawn into the story, so much so I apparently hadn't been able to notice the pony sitting right in front of my lap. Looking to the voice's owner, I spotted Derpy, sitting carelessly right by my lap, chin on her front hooves while each elbow was on the outside of one of my legs. 'Goddess, somepony could get the wrong idea from seeing us like this...'

“What happens next?” she asked, shaking me out of my shock.

“I... next?” I asked, still confused and a little weary about what she meant by that. Derpy stood up and retrieved the Playcolt magazine, myself having flung it when she startled me. Handing me the magazine, she asked the same question over again.

“The story you were reading. What happens after he couldn't take it anymore? Can you read me the ending?” she asked. Her voice was so simple and calm that I wondered if she had any idea what was happening in the story. She had to have at least a semblance of idea, I mean... even Evan would understand what was going on.

“I... I uhh... I can't,” I replied and she looked to me with a bit of a frown.

“Well, why not? I wanna know what happens,” she told me, still making me hesitant about whether or not she had any clue about the happenings of the story. She had to have... it was just so obvious.

“The...” I looked to Lassie, whom was snoozing peacefully on the deck by the pool. I rolled up the magazine and threw it at her, smucking her in the side of the head. Jolting up in shock, she flailed her paws as she slipped and fell into the pool, quickly scrambling in the water and pulling herself out.

“HEY! What gives?! It might be warm out but that water is still freezing!” she screamed as shivered.

“The pages are stuck together,” I said, giving Derpy her explanation as to why I couldn't continue the story, and to make a point to Lassie. My dog huffed as she picked up her porn mag and began to flip through the pages, finally finding the pages that were stuck together.

“Man... I thought I was the only one to jerk off to words... figured everypony else rubbed it off to pictures... you might get your keyboard sticky reading this stuff...” she mused as she began to walk away from the pool. Derpy spoke up and gained both our attention.

“But what happens? I wanna know,” Derpy pleaded and Lassie fished through the smut magazine and found the story again.

“I think in this one, he comes to his senses... kinda. Him and her are like... mutual masturbator partners or something stupid, where they get off by watching each other rub one off... I'm not sure how it works, or why they don't just rut, but uhh... he comes to his senses and nuts all over her face instead,” she informed us, myself not really needing to know.

Derpy's expression was... well, her usual expression. Hard to tell if it was casual or confused. “Nuts on her face? Like... pea-nuts?” she asked in confusion which had Lassie cackling humorously as she nudged me while walking away.

“Her and Evan would make a FANTASTIC couple. They're both ditsier than...” she trailed off before shaking wildly, splashing both Derpy and I with cold water. With that she walked off with her smut magazine, myself and Derpy dripping wet.

It was spring time now. The birds were out and chirping, flowers blooming, animals awakening from hibernation... all that good crap. With it came warmer weather, but not warm enough to tolerate getting splashed with cold water.

I walked back into my home, through the sliding glass patio door, Derpy following me in. “Wait, so what happened in the end? What did Lassie mean by 'Nuts all over her face'?” she pestered, wanting to know the details. I began to pull out all the necessities for making a sandwich and just as I pulled out the bread, leaned on the counter to speak with her.

The cute pegasus mare hovered a few feet off the floor on the opposite side of the counter, looking to me with those big round eyes of hers. “Derpy... I got a question for you,” I began and she nodded before speaking.

“Will you tell me what happened in the end of the story?” she asked and I nodded as I reached for the nearby peanut butter.

“Do you know what sex is? Like... intercourse?” I asked, the mare blushing slightly as she nodded with a slight giggle.

“Uh-huh, of course. Everypony my age knows what that is... at least, I think they do. It's when a stallion and a mare really like each other and the stallion puts his-” I cut her short, not needing an explanation of what it was.

"Yeah-yeah-yeah! Derpy, I know what sex is," I told her, the mare tilting her head to one side with a curious look. "I just... need to make sure you know what it is before I explain this..." I told her as I twisted off the lid to the peanut butter and scooped some up on the utensil. With a casual look, I began to spread some of the substance on a few slices of bread. She watched as I made myself the sandwich then came to a snap discovery... kind of.

“OHHHHH, like pea-nut butter!” she exclaimed and I blinked, looking to her, then to my sandwich and finally back to her. I think at this point I was more curious than she was about the story.

“What?” I asked, a little confused by her sudden outburst.

“Lassie said he nutted on her face... like 'pea-nutted-butter? Did he put peanut butter on her face?” she asked, making me want to groan. She'd definitely make a cute couple with Evan.

“Derpy... would you like a sandwich before I explain what happened?” I asked and she looked to the sandwiches as I began to put jelly on them.

“Do you have any muffins instead?” she asked and I perked a brow with wonder, not sure if we did or not. I told her I'd check as I began to rummage through our cupboards. Derpy meanwhile, inspected the sandwiches and poked the layer of peanut butter, smearing some on her hoof before rubbing it on her cheek.

“Why would he put peanut butter on her face? It just gets all sticky,” she asked, making me chuckle faintly as I continued to search. She licked her hoof and hummed pleasantly before trying to get the rest off her face with just her tongue. I heard her start chewing and imagined she was probably trying out one of the sandwiches.

“Derpy?...” I asked as I crawled up onto a counter top to reach up on top of the cupboards and inspect the contents of a few jars.

“Mhmm?” she asked through a mouthful.

“Do you know what masturbation is?” I asked, getting the same mouth-filled response. “So you know what those two were... shit...” I commented as all I found in the jar were a few crumbs. 'Lassie... putting the jars back even thought they're empty so nopony will know she got into them...'

I shuffled over to check the other jars. “Who decided to put these damn things up here?” I asked quietly, quickly recalling Trixie hiding them up here with her magic so that Lassie couldn't make off with them. 'Like that helped any...'

Getting back on topic, I finished my question. “Do you know what those two were doing? In the story?” I asked and she nodded before I heard her swallow audibly.

“Mhmm, yeah. They were masturbating together,” she replied, making me perk a brow as I looked over my shoulder to her, seeing the mare with her hoof stuck in the jar of peanut butter, some of the brown creamy substance splattered on the sides off her muzzle. She looked as though she was struggling with the jar a little.

I thought to myself about how close she had been to my lap. About how she was leaning with her foreleg elbows resting on each side of my legs and how she knew exactly what I was reading yet... decided to sit the way she was...

“So... if you knew what the story was about... why were you listening to me read it?” I asked, a pike of curiosity in my voice as I started to search for the muffins again.

“Because you were reading out loud. I love listening to you read,” she replied and I again turned back to her, catching her as she struggled to get the jar off her hoof. I stifled a laugh as I went back to the task at hand. I heard the jar of peanut butter being thunked off the counter top as she continued to struggle.

“And you... never thought it particular that you were listening to me read an... erotic story... something friends don't generally read together?” I asked, and her voice came back a little muffled.

“Amph-buh-camph-aamph!” My head leaned back slightly, away from the cupboards as I rose a brow. The hell does that mean? I shook it off and inspected another jar, finally finding some muffins.

“AH-HA! Found them!” I announced as I retrieved the jar and instinctively took a step back. My legs and arms began immediately flailing as I stepped onto thin air, no longer on the counter top I had crawled onto. Falling back, I hit the tile floor rather hard, smucking the back of my head in the process while muffins flew everywhere.

My vision was dazed along with my hearing. Derpy's muffled voice came to my aid, screaming out in a strange tongue. “EVAAA- ARPGH-PPFTAH!” As she came to my side, I looked to her. The end of her muzzle looked a little... longer than usual, and slightly out of shape. I reached up to her and patted the side of her cheek which... was smeared with peanut butter.

After just a brief moment, the colors of disorientation past and I realized it was the peanut butter jar stuck to her face, her mouth wedged into the opening. I chuckled briefly as I patted her head. “A little bit of a problem?” I teased and I could tell Derpy was trying to frown before trying in vain to get it off. “Here, let me help...” I trailed off as I pulled her into me, holding her tight as I plopped off the jar, peanut butter smeared all over her muzzle.

Almost like a dog, she began to lap it up before stopping and giggling. I returned her smile with one of my own, chuckling slightly. Derpy however, said something completely off topic that nearly gave me a heart attack. “I guess you nutted on my face,” she commented, my stomach twisting as my heart skipped a beat.

“Nonononono! No, that's... ah-ha-ha... that's not... no,” I laughed heartily, Derpy again raising a brow as she looked at me curiously.

“But isn't that what it means?!” she asked, desperately wanting to know. Lassie, almost as if by call, rushed into the room.

“Who nutted on whose face?!” she gasped, looking to the two of us. She blinked then scratched behind her ear with one of her hind paws. “Well?” she asked and Derpy pointed to her face.

“Evan nutted on my face? See?” she asked, pointing to the peanut butter, again making me squirm slightly. That... wasn't what it... ugh...

Lassie burst into cackling laughter, rolling around on the floor as she howled. Derpy looked to me with a puzzled look. I buried my face into my palm as I spoke. “It means... uhh... went a guy... ejaculates...” I noted to her and she blinked in confusion.

“So... why is ejaculating called nutting?” she asked and I shrugged, not having a clue in the matter. However, despite my own lack of knowledge towards the question, Derpy suddenly came to a bright realization. “OHHH! So that means in the end of the story he ejaculated on her face!” she commented, making Lassie howl even harder, nearly to the point of crying.

The two of us stood up and I grabbed a wet cloth for Derpy's peanut butter covered face, but Lassie quickly reasserted herself. “Here, let me clean it up.” She rushed over and hopped to her hindlegs, wrapping her forelegs around Derpy's neck as she began to lick off the peanut butter. The way she was doing it was almost... sexually inclined...

Derpy giggled and laughed like a filly as my dog began licking her clean, albeit erotically. She stopped before turning back to me with a smug little grin. “Mmm... your essence is delicious,” she quipped, making me groan and lean into the counter, hiding my face behind my palms. She'd never let me live this one down...

Third person...

Twilight looked to the bookshelf, perfectly sorted in alphabetical order. Spike stood next to her, exhaling in both exhaustion and satisfaction. Finally it was done...

“Actually Spike... you know, it might look better if they were arranged generically,” she told him, Spike groaning deeply. “Oh come on, who's my number one assistant?” she asked, poking him in the side. He huffed as he nodded, figuring there to be no time like the present.

'At least she's acting like her old self again,' Spike noted, thankful in a way that she wasn't still moping over Evan. She was a princess, an Element of Harmony bearer... and the Ponyville librarian. She didn't have time to mope forever.

Owlowiscious landed on her her shoulder and hooted before picking under his wing, a light bulb seeming to go off in Twilight's head. “Oh that's right...” Twilight mentioned aloud as she pulled out a long scroll labeled 'To-do list'. Reading down it, she found the spot she was thinking off. “Spike, I have to go out to Fluttershy's for a little while to get Owlowiscious preened. After that I'm having a picnic with my brother and Cadance. You don't mind staying here, do you?” she asked and the not so little dragon shook his head in reply, not that he had much choice in the matter anyway. “Okay, thanks. If you get done before I get back I guess you could go hang out with your friends,” she told him before heading out, Owlowiscious maintaining his perch on the alicorn's back.

Twilight trotted through the streets, huffing slightly at the bit of extra weight she had gained as of recently due to her pregnancy. She wouldn't lie, the thought of abortion had passed her mind once or twice, but it had been thrown aside nearly as quickly as one could bat an eye.

Sure she had bad feelings towards the man, but it was what she had wanted all those months ago, and she wouldn't take away something's life before it even had a chance. Though what would become of the foal afterwards was still a question at hoof for her. Whether she was going to keep it or put it for adoption was beyond her at this point.

Thinking about it brought a tear to her eye. All those fond memories they had together. The stupidity of his actions, but honest stupidity at that. His honest modesty and loyalty to others. How he cared for those closest to him to the point he'd do anything in his willpower to save them.

She sighed depressingly as she passed several things that bitterly reminded her of the times they had together. The theater, where they went to see so many corny movies together. The several restaurants where they had been kicked out of due to some shenanigan he or Lassie pulled, even once being Rainbow Dash...

She thought about all her friends, and how they helped her through the hard time. Unfortunately, Dash of all ponies hadn't been all that supportive in her mind. She was always pestering Twilight to give the man a second chance, to really think it over... her pestering, along with her constant arguments with Applejack over the matter hadn't made things easy, but at least they were still all close friends.

As she neared the edge of Ponyville on her way to Fluttershy's, she passed the thing that made her heart wrench the most. That small little food vendor stand, with the few picnic tables around it... she thought sorrowfully about all the romantic evenings they shared together under the moonlight, just the two of them... sometimes Lassie too...

Pushing away the feelings, a tear came to her eye as she continued on and towards the edge of the Everfree, where her timid yellow pegasus friend resided. Owlowiscious rode on her back, nibbling at the underside of his wing every once and a while as they traveled along, Twilight trying to forget the man that used to mean so much to her.

She believed it to be hard enough with her own thoughts bugging her, but when her own friends would bring it up, things got even worse. Even Celestia, on occasion, would comment that he was still essentially her faithful student and that she should further pursue a path of teaching him the importance of friendship, and that even teachers had their own tests as it was a learning experience for them as well.

Being so caught up in her thoughts, she barely even noticed Fluttershy's cottage door in front of her, and simply bumped right into it. “Bwah! Huh? Oh...” Twilight mumbled to herself but before she could even knock, Fluttershy's ever friendly voice called out.

“Oh just a moment, I'll be right there,” the shy pegasus called out, having heard Twilight bump into the door. Moments past and the door swung open, Twilight leaning her head back in shock as she saw Fluttershy's frazzled mane.

“Flu... Fluttershy?” Twilight asked in slight curiosity, wondering if perhaps it was one of Rarity's new mane styles she had been dying to try on somepony.

“Yes Twilight?” Fluttershy responded, before following the alicorn's stare to her mane. “Oh... heh-heh, sorry. Yes, I guess I do look a little different. I tried grooming Angel Bunny this morning but he's just so darn stubborn. I've had to chase him all over the house and barely got him clean,” she stated, Twilight perking a brow. The mare was determined, if anything, to get that bunny clean, even if he was impish.

“Oh... well, I brought Owlowiscious in for his preening. That is... if you're not to busy with Angel?” Twilight asked, Fluttershy feverishly shaking her head.

“Oh, no-no-no. I'll still have time. I just might not get to Owlowiscious right away though. You see...” she trailed off and looked back into her house, Twilight following her look and seeing everything a mess. Several other animals inside were all covered in muck and tapping their paws or claws impatiently. Fluttershy giggled nervously before turning back to Twilight. “I have to clean a few others, and a little bit of my house, but I can have Owlowiscious cleaned and preened by the end of the day!” she said with a joyous smile and an upbeat tone, Twilight perking a brow.

In her mind, it'd be somewhat of a rush and she didn't really want to push her friend. “Well, I mean, if it's too much to-” she was cut short as Fluttershy whistled lightly, Owlowiscious fluttering over to her back.

“Don't worry Twilight, it's nothing I can't handle,” Fluttershy assured as she smiled widely. Twilight went to interject but decided against it. If Fluttershy felt comfortable, then she'd let her do her thing.

“Well... okay, if you're up to it. I'll come by later to pick him up. I'm having a picnic with my brother and sister soon anyway. We've been planning it for a while so I don't wanna miss it,” she informed her pegasi friend who nearly gasped.

“Well if you have somewhere important to be, you better not be late!” Fluttershy said in a rushed tone. Twilight went to insist she had a little bit of time to spare but Fluttershy would have none of it. “Hurry. I wouldn't want you to be late on my behalf,” Fluttershy persisted, Twilight just chuckling as she readied to leave, the pale yellow pegasi nearly pushing her along...

Burdick Estate...

Derreck huffed stressfully as he pushed himself up, before slowly lowering himself back down with a gasp. A voice spoke up that nearly taunted him. “Come on now, is that all you've got?” Nightmare asked, giving him a set of gorgeous bedroom eyes before herself gasping.

Derreck's face twisted into an expression of near pain, sweat beading down his face. They had been at it for hours now, starting just after Derpy had left. His lips separated and a bit of drool came down his lips as he groaned outwardly.

Nightmare nearly chuckled as she watched the man struggle. “Maybe you should just give up and let me be on top,” she teased, the man huffing painfully, gasping as he lowered himself back down.

“In... yer... wildest... dreams...” he grunted, pushing himself beyond limits.

“I thought my mate was powerful. The top of his class... perhaps I was wrong,” she nagged at him, pushing him even further as his body began to shake. He began to push himself upwards once more, arms shaking, burning, his very core wanting to shut down.

As he gasped, spews of saliva came out, his eyes clenched shut. His arms began to buckle on his, refusing to push anymore, elbows kinked at the halfway mark. Nightmare gave him a dissatisfied look. Creaking open his good eye, he saw her stare, the one of disapproval, disappointment...

“Twelve-hundred!” Derreck roared at the top of his lungs, his arms giving him one last forceful motion and locking his elbows straight, finishing his final push-up. It felt like eternity as the man began to see stars and finally collapsed, his entire body burning in report. Nightmare Moon went to best the man's record, but decided she wanted to be on the bottom next time they had sex, feeling the desire to be dominated by her lover. Instead of besting the man, she instead laid down, the man's record of push-ups higher than her own. Nightmare Moon settled on the fact she had secretly used her magic to cheat halfway through the exercise, so it was only fair the man won in the end.

Every fiber of him shook and tingled, traumatized by the exertion he had put it through. Nightmare trotted over from her exercise mat and laid beside her lover, nestling him affectionately. “Very good. You're still more powerful than anypony in Equestria could ever dream to be,” she cooed, gingerly kissing his neck, which tasted rather foul due to all the body sweat. “But you definitely don't taste very good,” she remarked, Derreck shooting her a smirk.

As they lay there on the floor of the basement exercise room, Derreck continued to shake uncontrollably, still exhausted beyond anything. “Can you...” he swallowed dryly, his body suffering slight dehydration. “The weights...” he whispered.

Moon slowly began removing the heavy weight bands around his wrists, biceps, legs and waist, each one weighing a hefty amount. Caressing his face with a hoof, she gave him a toothy smile, revealing all her shiny, razor sharp teeth.

“Damn... wish my teeth... were as pretty... as yours,” he quipped, Nightmare rolling her eyes.

“Baking soda... now come, you need a shower,” she told him, sliding underneath him and hefting his body onto her back. “You need to lose some weight,” she commented, Derreck smirking faintly as he clenched his fists, thinking back on the night she had given the gift to him.

“I'm not to blame for that,” he chuckled with a slight groan. Truth be told, he himself had to adjust to the extra weight of having his entire skeleton coated in Shadow Steel, which worked both for and against him.

As Nightmare had explained to him, the extra coating would put a severe hindrance on his agility and would give him an excessive body weight. However, the metal was solid and dense down to a molecular base, the reason behind the hefty weight, but also made his skeletal frame virtually indestructible by any means, save for things like The Elements of Harmony...

As they walked down the hallways, they passed The Great and Powerful Trixie, whom gasped from the sight. “Derreck! Are you alright?!” she asked in panic, Derreck giving a weak thumbs up.

“W-what happened?!” she asked in pure shock of his condition.

Barely able to speak, Nightmare spoke for him. “He's going to need a bath but he will be fine,” she assured the younger mare, Trixie looking to the man, and then to the frightening alicorn goddess.

“Shall Trixie make him some soup? Or perhaps a milkshake of some sort?” she offered, the man raising his head.

“Strawberry... with kiwi... and some coconut milk... that would be pretty... wizard...” he whispered softly, Trixie in turn giving him a strange look.

“Wizard?” she asked, Nightmare rolling her eyes as she proceeded to the washroom, Derreck thinking to himself triumphantly, 'I'm bringin' it back!'. Entering the restroom, Moon placed the man aside before she drew a bath for the him, a steamy hot one with extra sudsy bubbles.

“You were exceptional today,” Moon told him, the man snickering.

“I don't feel so exceptional right now...” he chuckled, Moon giving him a sly smile.

“And neither would your opponent had you been in the heat of battle,” she commented as she hung a set of towels near the luxurious bathtub that steamed with heat. “I am truly grateful to be your mate,” she told him, striking the man with a douse of nostalgia in how she addressed their relationship.

Grasping him in a magical hold, she lowered him into the steamy bath before slipping off her own attire and stepping in with him. The man's head slumped forwards, his body to wiped for him to move much. The hot bath water felt good on his tender body though, allowing him to unwind from the brutal exercise. Moon started by washing herself gracefully, putting on quite the show.

Washing herself down, her fur smoothed out but her mane continued to flow with the iconic translucent appearance. “Your mane... does it get wet?” Derrecl asked, the mare looking to him with a slight smile. Slowly standing up, her fur further drooped, water draining off her like a sieve. Walking over with a bedroom eyed look, she crawled up against him, pressing her back into his chest and her head under his chin. “Find out for yourself, lover,” she offered, nuzzling into him contently.

She took hold of his hand and guided it to her mane before letting it go, the man slowly gliding his hand through her gorgeous set of mystic hair. There was almost no feeling of existence, just a watery, silky ambiance that slipped through his fingers. He couldn't grasp it for a better feel as the mane would just slip away.

Nightmare began to wash the man down, caressing his muscular arms and snuggling into an embrace with him. As the mare washed him down, the man followed suit and returned the favor. Her wings slowly spread out and the man did his best to clean them out thoroughly, while at the same time enjoying their feeling and texture.

As the two finished cleaning off, they settled there, Nightmare guiding the man's hand to her abdomen, stroking it over her now slightly bulged stomach. “What do you think she'll be like?” Nightmare asked, Derreck raising a brow.

“She?” he asked curiously, Nightmare giving him a playful look.

“You think our foal will be a colt instead?” she inquired Derreck shrugging.

“I dunno. The way it sounded, you made it seem like you had yourself checked and you knew for certain,” he replied, Nightmare Moon giving him a peck on the cheek.

“Okay, in that case... what do you think our child will be like?” she asked, humming to herself as the man stroked her stomach.

“I think 'she' will be... strong and powerful, like her father but...” he put his palm to Moon's chin and turned it his way. “She'll have your beautiful eyes and breath-taking figure,” he told her knowingly.

“You think I'm beautiful?” she asked, Derreck laughing.

“No, I don't think you're beautiful..." he told her, Moon giving him a look. "I 'know' you're beautiful. Nopony in Equestria even comes close,” he told her knowingly, the mare leaning up to connect her lips with his. They held each other in the tight embrace for some time before Nightmare noticed a growing presence pressing against her flank.

“I see you still have some strength left,” she teased, taking his hand and slowly guiding it down to her nethers. The man nuzzled his face into her neck, the mare humming a most wondrous tune of love as he kissed her ever so gingerly.

Her front hooves moved up to his cheeks and pulled his lips into hers, the two embracing in a loving kiss as the man's fingers began to slowly slid into her slit, Moon moaning into the man's mouth.

They both lay there in the tub, caressing one another before Nightmare shifted slightly, rising her rump up over his lap and slowly sliding down onto his erection, impaling herself with it and letting out a soft, hushed moan of pleasure.

Wrapping his arms around her waist, the man moaned softly, his head nestling into her neck as she whined out, almost a cry, in peer bliss. He could feel her inner muscles squeezing him, trying to coax him into cumming early.

Savoring every moment with her, he gave gentle thrusts rather than the powerful ones he usually resorted to. Nightmare hummed to herself, moaning lewdly as her rear end continued to tense from the sheer ecstasy she was experiencing.

Moving his hand down to her slit, he began to play with her little nub, a lone scream leaving her mouth before Moon bit down on her lower lip, stifling the moans. Her entire lower section tensed up and her pussy began to constrict around the man's intruding shaft, Derreck huffing as the increased tightness furthered his own pleasure as he continued to slowly slide in and out of the mare's glorious love tunnel. He mouth gaped open as she let out a high pitched scream, one that was soon mixed with a throaty moan.

Coming to a stop as Moon twitched, Derreck lowered his lips to hers, the two embracing in a loving connection as she rode out the rest of her orgasmic high. As she came down, she looked to him with fluttering eyes. The two just sat there for a few moments, her pussy continuing to softly squeeze against the man's cock which was still lodged in her pussy.

Standing up, she knelt over just in front of him, water draining out of her fur as she wiggled her flank. “I can tell you're close. Finish inside of me, my mate,” she cooed him, Derreck barely even struggling as he stood up and took her in a most primal position.

Grabbing her by the hips, he pulled her in closed but just before he could penetrate, there was an approving whistle from outside the door. “Oh yeah baby, do it like a pair of dogs! Breed her like a bitch!” Lassie's voice called, both Derreck and Luna's vibe completely killed as they realized they were being watched. “Hey? What gives? Keep going, I wanna see that glorious cumshot! Cream that pussy, make it leak!” she called.

“L-Lassie! Wa-what are you doing?!” Derreck called out in shocked stutter, Lassie huffing in response.

“Well what do you expect? All my Playcolt magazines are in there. I would listen to Trixie rub one off but she always role-plays with herself,” Lassie muttered, just before a second voice cut in.

“Trixie does no such thing!” Trixie nearly screamed with a 'Humph!'.

“You do too!” Lassie commented back, before a third voice cut in.

“And you would be the one to talk, Lassie? Or should I call you: Rodeo Jane?” Chrysalis asked. Derreck could hear Lassie as she nearly gasped.

“Hush you... you... feeds off the 'essence' of love during sex,” Lassie snapped back. Within seconds there was bickering outside the door and Derreck quickly stood up and walked over, splashing water all over the floor before swinging open the door.

He nearly gasped in shock as he stood naked before Lassie, The Great and Powerful Trixie, Queen Chrysalis, Discord and even...

“Alfred?!” he asked in disbelief, the butler looking to him with a plain expression.

“Believe me sir, I wasn't intruding on you privacy. I only recently came around to check what the commotion was about... and to clean their mess when they were done.” He motioned to the floor where there lay puddles of ejaculate, both male and female, all beneath the group that had surrounded the door and peeped on Nightmare and Derreck.

“I'm done... I'm just...” Derreck walked away and towards his room as Nightmare timidly wrapped herself with a towel...

Pastures outside Ponyville...

Twilight nearly lunged at Cadance as the two embraced into a hug before breaking from one another and chanting. “Sunshine, sunshine ladybugs awake, clap your hooves and do a little shake!” The two giggled playfully like when they were just fillies.

Shining Armor took his sister into a playful headlock and tussled her mane. “How's my best little sister?” he asked joyously, the two laughing it up.

“Just wonderful. Today is gonna be the best day ever, I just know it.” Twilight had an all too confident smile, one that wasn't forced but rather natural and assuring to both her brother and sister-in-law...

Burdick Estate...

Derreck mused with himself, sitting lonesome as he pondered thoughts to himself, Evan's voice picking up as his conscious as the duo spoke. Had anypony random saw him, they might think him to be insane...

“Nah I'm telling you... this is the life. Sitting back, feet kicked up... cereal,” Derreck mentioned to himself, Evan's thoughts countering.

“But I just feel... like there should be something more, you know?” he asked, the big man shaking his head.

“Nah... this is it man, the top. Peak physical health, near indestructible body, lots of cash, big mansion... cereal. What more could you ask for?” Derreck asked in a serious way. "I mean... I guess... more cereal, right?"

“I dunno... sometimes I just... feel like we should make amends-” he was cut off as Lassie hopped joyously into the kitchen.

“I heard somepony say cereal!...” she trailed off as she looked to the table and to the man that spoke as though he was two separate entities. “Derreck... Evan... I'm just gonna mooch some of that cereal off yah,” the English Rough Collie said as she sat across from the duo and poured herself a bowl.

Derreck chuckled to himself as he watched the pooch mow down her bowl of Fruity Hoops. “So...” Lassie said through a mouthful. “Whatcha talkin' bout?” she asked, her table manners nothing to boast about.

Evan's voice spoke outwardly. “Making amends,” he answered, Derreck rolling his eye with a sigh as Lassie spoke Derreck's exact thoughts.

“With who?” she asked, slurping down some more cereal and making a slight mess. Derreck nodded with a chuckle, giving her a thumbs up.

“My point exactly-” he was cut off by a shrieking scream that had both Derreck and Lassie standing to attention. Next came the smashing echo of glass and the duo were rushing down the stairs and to the origin of the sound.

Sounds of struggle echoed down the hallway. “IT'S COMING FROM TRIXIE'S ROOM!” Lassie called out as the two rushed further down the hallway and finally to the door, which had already been kicked down by the perpetrator.

Two thugs struggled to retain the kicking magician mare while another painfully started to stand up in the back corner of the room, a burn mark from an energy blast sizzling on his chest. “Hey tough-guy!” Derreck called out and spotted a magic wand resting on the floor by his feet, or rather what Trixie passed off as a magic wand.

Scooping it up in a hurry, he hurled the pointy little stick at one of the baddies just as he was turning his head. The wand jabbed right into his ear canal and had the stallion flopping on the ground, screaming in agony just a second later.

The other stallion looked to him and Derreck motioned for him to fight. “Yeah that's right bub, me and you, mono-e-mono!” Derreck moved like lightning, all his training with Nightmare Moon showing off in full force.

The stallion didn't even get a chance to flinch as Derreck plowed him into a wall and thumped his skull a few times with his steely hard knuckles.

Lassie moved on the guy in the corner, tackling him to the floor and biting at his neck but the stallion got a lucky blow and knocked the canine away. However, no sooner had he stood back up, was he blasted into the wall again by Trixie, albeit non-lethally.

Derreck continued to thump his stallion's head until the body went limp, blood drooling from his nose and ears. Not a moment later the hair on the back of his neck spiked, his unnatural senses going wild. Twirling on his heels, he drove an arced elbow strike into the attacker coming from behind.

His blow caught the wand stuck in his ear and the force was enough to drive it further down his ear canal and directly into his brain, killing him instantly. Turning to check on the others, he spotted Trixie shuffling back to one wall, a blasted but still living stallion staggering to his hooves on the opposite side of the room and Lassie getting her bearings from the opposite side of him.

Derreck looked to the third culprit and lowered his fists. “So... who the hell are you?” Derreck asked, the lone stallion wiping his lip clean.

“I'm from the Gravelli family... or rather, I was. This is for all our brothers and sisters you've killed!” he snarled, Derreck rolling his eye.

“Sweet Celestia dude, I wiped you guys out ages-” he was cut off by a calm and most gentle voice.

“Sir, might I ask...” Alfred trailed off as he looked at the situation in detail, having only just entered the room without former knowledge of the happenings. His brow perked as the lone aggressor turned to see the butler standing idly by in the doorway. “Indeed.” Alfred flicked his wrist and the stallion gasped, a movement so fast and sudden even Derreck barely noticed.

Everything stood still for a moment before the stallion staggered and fell over to his back, a kitchen knife jabbed through one of his eyes. “LUNA! Goddess, Alfred, did you really have to do that?” Derreck asked in mild shock, surprised his butler would take a life.

“Sir... I am paid to take all manners of trash in your household and dispose of them... I don't seriously believe he was going to listen to reason.” Things continued to stand still. Alfred sighed as he rolled his eyes. “I'm a butler working for the mafia.” Derreck nodded his head as Lassie spoke.

“That makes sense. So-” she was cut off by the sound of breaking glass upstairs.

“Son of a bitch! There's more of them. Lassie, grab a shotgun!” Derreck ordered before turning to Alfred and Trixie. He knew Trixie wasn't much of a fighter, hence why she hadn't killed the stallion either time she blasted him.

“I'll watch Trixie sir, you have my word she'll be fine,” Alfred assured the man who gave him an approving nod in return. Rushing out of the room, Lassie scurried one way while Derreck charged off in the opposite direction.

Just as the big man turned the corner for the stairs he instinctively leaned back, dodging a swing from an ax. The culprit swung again and the big man caught the blade between his palms, pulling the weapon aside and driving his forehead into the aggressor's muzzle, breaking the stallion's nose.

As the stallion staggered back, Derreck turned the weapon on its former owner, driving the blade deep into the corner of his neck and shoulder before continuing on. Rushing up the stairs, he heard more voices, but in his rush didn't listen in.

Charging up the stairs with a revealing roar he rounded a corner and into a hallway but took a full frontal blow to the chest from a sledgehammer. The force slammed Derreck hard, knocking him into the adjacent wall with brutal force.

With a grunt, the man looked to face his attacker and nearly gasped as the sledge was already being swung again, this time by an overhead blow directed for his skull. Ducking into a roll, he dodged the blow, hearing the crunch of the heavy weapon crashing through the wall.

Spinning on his feet, he drove a hard blow into the stallion's temple, the body going limp as it fell to the ground in a lifeless heap. Before he could even react, a scream echoed from behind him and a blunt instrument was bashed against the side of his head.

The oak baseball bat snapped in half from being battered against his Shadow Steel lined skull. Derreck, still dazed from the blow, staggered about. The attacker looked in shock at the broken in half bat, baffled that it actually snapped, before coming to the realization he could just stab the man with the jagged end.

Rushing for the killing strike, he lunged but was shocked as the man hammered a blow into his gut, one so fierce it penetrated skin and the man's fist went right into his stomach. The stallion gasped in excruciating pain as the man heaved him up and off the floor, his legs dangling in the air as the man's fist drove further into his body. Blood spurted out of the stallion's mouth as he was heaved up, eyes wide in shock.

Derreck pulled his arm back, entire forearm soaked in the stallion's blood and the culprit himself dropping into a heap on the ground, crimson oozing out of not only the wound but his mouth as well. Screams of pure horror caught his attention as several bodies were tossed down a set of nearby stairs leading into the upper floor. Flashes of brilliant light illuminated shadows even in broad daylight as more screaming came from upstairs before utter silence enveloped the home.

Moving cautiously, he nearly stumbled on his footing as Nightmare came rushing down the same flight of stairs the bodies had tumbled down. “UGH! Moon!” he stammered, the mare looking to him, seeing his expression before smirking.

“I nearly took over the world once, you know? What is so surprising about me dispatching a few nameless thugs?” she asked in a way that made Derreck feel slightly dumber for having not thought of that first.

“Yeah, good poin-” he was cut off by an infuriated voice.

“DON'T FUCKIN' MOVE!” the voice screamed, the duo both turning to the voice's owner whom stood a few feet away with an automatic crossbow in hoof. “You fuckin... cock-a-roaches!” the stallion said in a most peculiar voice that had Derreck thinking about Tony Montana for just a slight second, chuckling to himself quietly.

Derreck held his hands up defensively as Moon just looked at the stallion with a most particular glare. “Alright, motha fucka! This is fo' all the Gravelli you killed! SAY HELLO TO MY LITTLE FRIEND!” He yelled out before a thunderous echoing KA-BOOM deafened everyone.

The stallion's body was knocked into the railing of the in-house balcony, staggering slightly as he gasped for life. 'KA-CHUKE!' The stallion turned to see his maker but barely got a glimpse. KA-BOOM! The stallion's body was knocked over the railing and fell down into the atrium fountain below. Derreck tapped the side of his ears, now ringing in a disorienting way.

Moon shook off her own disorientation and turned to Derreck whom twitched his eye. “Mind giving us warning next time?” he asked to Lassie, whom stood a few feet to the side of where the stallion had been previously, the smoking barrel of Nightshade still hovering at hip level.

“Say whaaa?! No, 'Hey thanks Lassie for totally saving our asses back there.' No, instead I get this! You know, one day I'm gonna save your ass... and you're probably gonna wanna kiss me,” she laughed, Derreck shaking his head before looking over the railing and to the fountain below which had been tainted red from the stallion's blood.

“Say hello to that,” he muttered as he looked down to the final thug. He chuckled to himself, speaking to Evan about what his conscious had mentioned before. “How's that for making amends?” he joked before turning around and watching Lassie blow the smoke from the Mossberg 590A1's barrel. The pooch then began to dance around on her hindlegs while singing, pretending the shotgun was her dance partner.

“Can't touch this, dun-dun-dun-dun... dun-dun-DUNNA! Can't touch this,” Lassie began to sing and dance absurdly, not knowing the proper lyrics or beat, with both Derreck and Moon watching her in awkward silence...

Ponyville...

Twilight laid lazily on her side with a satisfied sigh, soaking in the warm sunny day in peace as her brother and Cadance did the same. The trio enjoyed a peaceful afternoon of tranquility, just conversing on old times and fond memories.

Twilight giggled. “And remember that time Shiny, when you tried to catch that bullfrog for me and it slipped from your hooves and splashed you... ha-ha-ha, you screamed louder than I did,” the lavender mare giggled, her brother chuckling with a nod.

“Yupp, sure do. Mom actually still has the photo of us together when we finally caught it. Those were the days,” The two sighed with content just as a flock of birds flew over head, their chirping calls making Twilight smile warmly.

The entire trio watched as the family of birds flew over head, Cadance perking a rather serious question. “So, about Evan?...” she trailed off in question, Twilight swallowing hard but not answering. “Have you... talked to him at all? You know, about... anything?” she asked, pressing the question of Twilight's pregnancy.

The mare in question shook her head. “There's nothing to talk about,” she answered, Shinning being the next to cut in.

“Well... sure there is Twily. What's gonna happen when you foal?” he asked, Twilight shooting him a stupid look. She had left the man out of her thoughts for a long while now, and it hurt inwardly to have to think of him now.

“I'll have my foal, what more is there to say?” Twilight questioned him, her tone a little sharp. Her big brother just sighed before Twilight spoke up again. “Can we just drop this? It's bad enough that one of my best friends is sided with him, along with Celestia of all ponies. Don't tell me you're siding with him too,” she shot, Cadance shaking her head.

“Twilight, we're not taking his side or anything like that. We're just concerned about you. We just want to make sure you're okay,” she assured her younger sister-in-law.

“I am okay. I'm fine. Peachy. Joyous! One hundred and ten percent!” Twilight said, her voice somewhat unnerving to the others. Cadance sighed with a slight frown.

“I remember when you first met him, how love-struck you were. Head over heels for that man. I had no idea why, even to this day. Heck, you even had me try various spells to make him fall in love with you, remember? If you truly didn't love him anymore, you wouldn't have any feelings towards the subject-” Cadance was cut short by a rather irritated Twilight.

“Can we just drop it please?” she nearly snapped, her relatives slowly swallowing before nodding solemnly, not wanting to see their beloved sister hurt on their day off together. Having barely enough time to see each other as it was, they decided not to ruin the otherwise glorious day by speaking of the mare's heartbreak...

Burdick Estate...

Derreck patted down the hump of sand so it was flat, doing his best to pack it well. With a sigh, he wiped his sweaty brow, smearing gritty dirt across his face. Just as he went for his water bottle, a friendly presence landed gracefully beside him.

Picking up the water bottle for him, the cyan blue pegasus tossed over the bottle of water to the big man. “Whatcha doin' big guy?” she asked, the man wiping his lip before taking a gulp of the water.

“Yard work. Lawn trimming... flattening the place out. It dips in a few spots... also gotta go get some sod for the places I had to fill in. Hopefully the grass grows in the same color,” he partially lied as he stood over the mysterious hump of sand.

Dash perked her brow, wondering what to think. “I thought you had a butler?” she asked, Derreck nodding in response.

“I do... but the dude is old. He tends to the mansion mostly... maybe I should've hired some handymares eh?” he chuckled before taking another swig of the water. “Meh... gotta stay active. Can't just sit around lazily, yah know?” he asked rhetorically, Dash rolling her eyes.

“Well... whatever the case, I have a big favor to ask of you. Huge,” she stated, Derreck raising a brow.

“Okay, shoot,” he replied.

“I'm off to train with the Wonderbolts for the next week... and I was hoping you could watch Scootaloo. You know, bring her to school, pack her lunch, all that good stuff?” Dash asked, Derreck raising a brow before pointing to himself.

Dash huffed a sigh as she rolled her eyes. “Listen, I've been talking to the others... AJ, Pinkie, even Twilight... but it's not easy for me to convince them you're not really that bad when there's so many rumors surfacing about you clapping bad guys. I'm no stranger to violence, believe me. I mean, come on. I helped kill Nightmare Moon once and... well, Spike and Princess Cadance technically killed King Sombra but... we don't go around just wasting all our foes. Yet it seems with you, every week there's some rumor floating around that you killed some more criminals...” Dash trailed off, the man looking side to side vicariously.

“Okay?...” he asked, Dash grunting.

“Listen to me!” she snapped. “If you want me to help you get on good terms again with the others you have to at least try to be civilized. It doesn't matter if you're doing the right thing or not. They won't see it the same way!” Dash scoffed at him and the man just sighed as he leaned on his shovel handle.

Dash sighed and looked to him with a serious expression. “I usually drop her off with Applejack or Rarity. Scootaloo is good friends with both their sisters. BUT!...” she told him sternly. “Scootaloo seems to really like you. I'm giving you a chance here. Don't buck it up and make me look bad too. You show up to school to drop her off everyday, pick her up, make her lunches... all that good, cuddly stuff... you'll show them that you have what it takes, and they won't be able to deny it. It'll be a fact that you're NOT a bad pony... err, person. Please, for the love of Celestia, help me help you,” she nearly pleaded with the man

“Okay... alright. I'll watch her,” Derreck replied, Dash sighing inwardly.

“DON'T... make me regret this,” she told him, the man nodding before Dash's ears sprang to full attention. “Oh yeah, and I picked you up something at the library. I remember a long time ago that Twilight said you and her would read stories together. Mackenzie Bolack or something like that,” she mentioned, Parker raising a brow.

'Technically that was Evan, not me,' he thought to himself as Dash reached under her wing and pulled out a relatively small book then handed it over.

“Here. I figured you of all ponies should read this. It might just do you some good,” she mentioned. Derreck took the book without giving it a look and gave her a nod. “Alright. I'll drop Scootaloo off later. Just please... please, please, PLEASE! Don't mess this up,” she nearly begged, the man wavering his hand.

“It's cool. I got this. Trust me,” he assured her, the mare nodding and readying to leave. “Oh and Dash...” the man trailed off, the pegasus turning back to him. “Thank you... for everything. It means the world to me. Really, it does,” he thanked her, the mare giving him a nod before shooting off at mach speed. Derreck stood there by his lonesome before looking to the story and reading out the title. “The art of peace...”

Author's Notes:

Well, there's another chapter out. I don't really have much to say other than I hope everyone's New Year is going well so far. So from Burdy to you, happy new year and cheers...