The fifth of September.

We went back to Ponyville after our adventure in Trottingham, and got back just in time for me to get sick again.

As per usual, I was asleep pretty much the whole time, so I can’t tell you much of what happened. But I do know that, once again, Asylum stayed with me the whole time.

Finally, I woke up properly, again feeling like I had been sleeping for weeks. Asylum was in bed beside me, still fast asleep and cuddling with me. I smiled at her adorable sleeping form, feeling slight deja vu from when this sort of thing happened half a year ago.

As I waited for my entire body and brain to wake up, I thought about the mysterious voice that had been speaking to me in my dreams. Contrary to what she said, she didn’t come back; neither did Styx, for that matter. All of my dreams had been normal.

...well, as normal as dreams can be, anyway.

It was starting to make me wonder exactly what was going on. Styx was off doing something and she sent...whoever this was...to watch me. I didn’t like the sound of things.

Something is going on, and they’re not telling me…

The day went by normally. We woke up, the others expressed relief that I was finally awake, and we spent the day lazing about the house. For the most part, it was just a boring day.

You will notice I said ‘for the most part’.

I was sitting on the couch playing Pac-Man on my DevIce when my eyes were suddenly covered. I yelped.

“Guess who~?” a singsong voice called from behind me.

I chuckled. “Hello, Asylum.”

Said mare took her hooves back and hopped over the back of the couch to sit beside me. “Bored, I take it?”

“Definitely. Kind of ironic, considering that as a human, lounging around the house was all I ever did. I got about as much sunlight on my skin as a vampire would.”

She giggled, nuzzling me. “Well, we can’t have article hunts every day.”

“True. But Pac-Man only keeps me entertained for so long. I’ve already passed the kill screen twice, and it’s not getting any more fun.” I kept an eye on the game so I could keep playing. The ghosts were about as fast as bullets by this point.

“Well...why don’t you stop and do something else?” She nuzzled me some more as she spoke.

“Like what?” I asked, though I was already turning the game off. Whatever idea she had, it was bound to be more entertaining.

“Oh, maybe...” She leaned in close to my ear to whisper. “...me?”

My heart skipped a beat. My face became as red as a beet. It was beat central. “...p-pardon?”

She giggled, giving my ear a lick. “You heard me~”

[Warning: Sexual Content. If you wish to skip, scroll down until the next line break.]

“U-Uh...” I blinked, shuddering slightly as her tongue flicked across my ear. “...y-you sure you want to…?”

She nodded and licked again. “Positive.”

Now, a fact that not many know - and that I refrain from bringing up usually because some would classify it as TMI - is that Windigoes don’t have genitalia. In fact, as far as I know, they normally don’t even have hormones. But since I was formerly human, apparently my ability to feel sexually attracted was carried over, even if my reproductive organs weren’t.

Fortunately, I had a way around my biology.

“...think the others will miss us?” I asked.

She shrugged. “I think they’ll be fine.”

I finally allowed a smile. “In that case...” I opened a rift in front of us. “Let’s go have some...fun.”

She smiled back, letting her eyes go half-lidded. “Let’s.” She hopped off the couch and sauntered through the rift, deliberately letting her back end sway a fair amount.

I’d be lying if I said I didn’t stare a bit as I got up and followed. Once we were through the rift, I closed it to make sure nopony walked in on us. One more quick thought later, and I had properly equipped myself.

“So...how do you want to start this?” Asylum asked. She still had her rear pointed at me, but was looking over her shoulder back at me.

“Well, first, let’s set the atmosphere.” I willed the area around us to morph, turning from a black void into a copy of our bedroom. “Much better.”

She giggled and hopped onto the bed. “Ooh...comfy.” She smiled, lying on her stomach and swishing her tail back and forth. “Join me?”

I didn’t hesitate. I practically galloped over to the bed, slowing down as I neared it. Smirking, Asylum sat up, patting the bed to invite me up. The invitation was unnecessary, as I was going to jump up anyway.

“Alright, Popsicle...lie down.” She licked her lips. I raised an eyebrow at the nickname, but shrugged it off and flopped down onto my back. Already my soldier was beginning to stand at attention, thanks to Asylum’s teasing.

She grinned at the sight before her, letting out a giggle. “Someone came a little underprepared.”

I blushed. “Hey!”

She giggled again. “I’m just kidding...here, let me help.” She leaned down, flicking her tongue against the tip of my shaft. I gasped and shivered in pleasure at the feeling, and its steady rise began to pick up speed.

She moved to lick it again, but this time, she stopped and moved down, letting her tongue lap at the base of the shaft instead. I gasped again, which she took as the signal to start going further. She continued to flick her tongue against my rod, lifting her head just enough to get her lips less than an inch away from the tip. Rather than being the one to dive in, though, she paused.

“...you want it, you come and get it,” she told me with a smirk, keeping her mouth partway open and just far enough away from my soldier that he wasn’t quite marching across enemy lines, but tauntingly close. Her warm breath only served to tease me further.

I whimpered. “Y-Yes ma’am...” I let my erection do its thing, slowly growing towards its goal.

She giggled. “You’re so submissive...”

I glared. “I’m not submissive!”

“Yes you are.” Before I could argue back, she closed her lips around the tip and gave it a kiss. My reply became an incoherent moan. “Now...”

She opened her mouth again and leaned forward, closing it around the entirety of my rod and beginning to gently suck. I moaned again, closing my eyes at the blissful feeling that washed over my body.

It didn’t last long, though. I started feeling a buildup down there and whimpered a bit. “I-I’m...about t-to...”

Asylum got the message and, as much as I hated for her to, pulled away. I turned and released off the side of the bed, letting it all shoot out onto the floor. Using the small amount of mental power I could, I willed it to disappear as soon as it hit the ground.

I could hear Asylum sigh. “That was too quick...”

I turned back to her and sat up, somewhat shakily. “S-Sorry...first time and all...mini-me’s a little trigger happy, I guess...” I grinned sheepishly.

She giggled. “Well...we can always have another go later.” She slowly lay down beside me. “For now...I just want to be with you for a while.”

I smiled and hugged her. “Of course.”

I yawned and opened my eyes, slowly realizing that I was back in the familiar white void.

“Hey, anyone there?” I called. “You didn’t show up that night like you said you would!”

Instead of a mysterious voice, I was greeted by Styx appearing in front of me. “Long time no see, Arrell.”

I blinked. “...oh. Hi.” I sighed. “Mind telling me what’s going on?”

“All in due time...I need to make sure that she is ready first.” She sighed. “It won’t be too long now.”

I raised an eyebrow. She seemed...different. Like she was feeling guilty or upset. “Is...everything alright?”

She shrugged. “Depends on your definition of ‘alright’. I’ll let you decide that later.” She smirked. “So...how was your first time?”

“...” I was silent for about five seconds. “...you saw that?”

“We both did. Definitely wasn’t what I was expecting, though...oh well, there’s always next time.” She laughed. “Amazing how submissive you can get in the bedroom.”

I facehoofed. “I AM NOT SUBMISSIVE!”

“Keep telling yourself that.” With a wave of her hand, she vanished, along with the rest of the void.

Author's Notes:

And thus this story now has sex scenes. ...sort of. They'll get more into it over time, don't worry; I wanted to just start off small.