Gilzia/ Celestia
Pyre/ Luna

"Come, Eric."

I sat up in my bed with a start, my body covered in a cold sweat that soaked my boxers and bedsheets. I tried to calm my pounding heart as the memory of the mysterious voice still rang through my head. A few shaky moments had passed before I was able to settle myself as I took a glance at my surroundings, searching for the clock in the still dark room. Eventually finding the tall grandfather against the far wall, its clunking gears slowly reverberating throughout the room like a hollow metronome. A dim beam of light from the courtyard outside shone through a crack in the curtains onto the clock's face, I let out a tired sigh as I saw the hands read a little past two in the morning.

"Fuck," I mumbled to myself, running my hands down my face.

It had been a couple of days since my awakening but I still found myself confined to the palace. The wounds that I had received from the attack were thankfully light, mainly consisting of bruises and the burns on my chest. Yet the doctors and medical staff had still refused to release me. Stating that their lack of knowledge regarding my species and the magic that powered the elements meant that they couldn't take lightly the possibilities of internal injuries or brain trauma. This made things slightly more difficult for, unlike in the States, I could not refuse treatment and discharge myself. For in Equestria, in matters regarding a patient's health, the final word rested with the doctor, not even the princesses could overrule the order of a physician. So here I stayed confined to the castle, under the medical staff's watchful eyes. On the bright side, at least I was able to convince the medical staff into moving me from the intensive care unit back to my guest quarters.

Unfortunately my attempts at rest since my revival had been sparse and troubled to say the least. For every time I would try to sleep I would find myself propelled back into my trials from before. Luckily my dreams were now devoid of the mind-numbing pain that I had experienced the first time, but I still found myself facing the visions along with my journey to the castaway island. However, luckily my dreams were not always so full of grief and sorrow, a fact that I took great solace in. In fact some of them could have almost been filed in the realm of fantasies as I experienced the joy of returning to my home world and the life I was forced to leave behind, or, even better, living a life and growing old here with the mares I had come to adore. It was during these dreams especially that I got the best sleep.

It was these glimpses of a better life that gave me strength when it came time to face the challenges of the sea, but even that refused to stay constant with every time I was suddenly thrown into it. At times I would land close to the island, others, so far away in open ocean that I could never find it. All while my mysterious voice urged me on. Unfortunately no matter the start of it the finish would always be the same fate of a watery grave, whether by exhaustion or being thrashed against the rocky cliffs like a ragdoll, before forcibly awakening back to reality in a cold sweat.

A shuffling noise from the behind me caused me to look back to the other occupants currently residing in my bed. Etpinego and Gilzia laid under the sheets, still sleeping soundly, the bigger alicorn spooning the earth-mare as one of her white wings provided an extra layer of warmth and protection. I found myself smiling as I took in the sight, happy that Etpinego was getting along well with the two princesses. Although I was still surprised at the speed at which the sisters had accepted the newcomer into their herd. From what Gilzia and Pyre had told me my coma and subsequent stay at the hospital had done a lot in aiding the farm-mare's integration into the herd. The three of them taking comfort in each other during their time of stress and worry. In the end I figured that I would get a better understanding of the situation as I became more familiar with my new relationship dynamics.

I watched as Gilzia slowly reached her hand out to where I had been laying, her brow furrowing slightly at feeling nothing but cold empty sheets. She let out a tired little groan as her eyes fluttered open, searching momentarily for me in the dark before she found me sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Eric? Are you okay?" She asked softly so as to not awaken Etpinego.

"I'm fine," I lied as I gave her a tired smile, "just couldn't sleep."

Her hand reached out to graze mine as she spoke again, her voice soft but concerned, "Is it the visions again?"

I didn't answer her. Instead simply nodding my head as I grabbed her hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. I had told the others about the dreams I had experienced during my coma as soon as Gilzia had mentioned possibly sensing her mother's presence. Their immediate reaction to this news was one of obvious concern, fearing that the Queen had finally discovered me and was moving to eliminate me. An idea that wasn't too far fetched when you sat down and thought about it for longer than five minutes.

But there was one other side effect of my encounter with the Element of Honesty, that I had found that that seemed to conflict the "The-Queen-Found-Eric-and-wants-to-Kill-Him" Theory, as Xamspona liked to call it, much to my disdain. Since waking from my coma, I had been able to understand and talk with every species I had come across, even in their native tongue. Yet when Xam and the others examined me they confirmed that I was still disconnected from the Magic of Harmony. It didn't make sense to me on why, if it was the Queen, she would help me just to kill me. When I brought it up to everypony they all thought that it was a way for her to lure me in. But while this may have been the most logical answer I couldn't help but think that she was trying to form a bond with me like her daughters had done, but why? And what did she have to do with the Elements of Harmony? In the end I felt like only the Queen would know, and if I could ever find its source I hoped that her and my mysterious voice were actually one and the same.

Either way, the news had triggered some kind of latent protective instinct in the other members of the herd, which had led to at least one of my mares always staying close by. Even though I may not have fully agreed with their worries, I couldn't argue against their reasoning behind it. For the benefits of their decision had so far outweighed any initial discomforts I may have had to their continual vigilance, namely our current sleeping arrangements.

"Were you able to find out the source of the voice?" Gilzia inquired.

"No, didn't even see the island this time," I said before giving her a wry grin, "but at least it was sunny."

She gave a soft chuckle at my poor attempt at humor before she let out a yawn. Leaning in carefully so as to not wake Etpinego I kissed her on the lips, the tired Princess of the Day let out a content sigh as she melted into the kiss.

"Are you coming back to bed?" She asked me with tired eyes as soon as our lips parted before snuggling closer to Etpinego, nuzzling comfortably into the crook of the farm-mare's neck. The sleeping earth mare letting out a pleased sigh from the warm affection of her herd mate.

"In a little bit," I said as I ran a hand through her ethereal mane, forcing her to try and fight the sleep that threatened to overtake her, "go back to sleep. I'm going to take a walk for a little bit."

Giving a parting kiss to both of the mares they settled back into a blissful sleep for a few more hours until Gilzia had to be up to raise the dawn. Grabbing a shirt, I made my way out of the room heading to destinations unknown.

Roaming the halls I was surprised by the number of servants and guards that were still up and about at such an early hour. Going this way and that as they readied for the daily shift change that came with the raising of the sun. Making my way down the halls, dressed only in a shirt and pair of boxers, I couldn't help but think that my recent feats and relationships had become quite the subject of conversation amongst the palace staff since the end of the ball. Maids and servants were nice enough, keeping a respectful distance when they would pass, whispering under their breath to each other all the while casting fleeting sideways glances my way. While the guard, on the other hand, simply gave me a judging glare as they silently sized me up, trying to determine if I was either worthy to receive their charge's affection or a threat that needed to be dealt with.

Then again their intimidation factor would have been more effective if they'd have stood higher than mid-chest level to my six foot frame. Personally I found it a little annoying that they were acting like a bunch of overprotective older siblings to the two princesses, and even Etpinego to a lesser extent, but in the end I let it be. Too tired to give any fucks about their opinions of me.

Wandering the halls I tried to figure out where to go. It was much too early to go over to the lab that Xam had set up to investigate the issue with the elements. Odds where that she would still be up, but I didn't want to run the risk of disturbing her if, on the off chance, she had finally cluncked out. So with no particular place to go, I decided to check in on Pyre to see how she was coming along tonight. Reaching out through the bond I called out to my Princess of the Night.

'Pyre, are you still awake?'

'I think that that should be apparent, Eric,' I heard the alicorn of the night reply, stifling a giggle, 'You should know by now that we alicorns do not require sleep if we do not want to.'

I had to laugh out loud at that, startling a passing maid, recalling the alicorn that I had left in my room, 'Someone might want to tell that to Gilzia.'

Pyre laughed along with me for a moment before settling down, 'True, my sister has grown accustomed to certain... pleasures enjoyed by our mortal subjects, especially since my return. But what of you, my stallion? Why are you up at such an early hour?'

'Does a guy need a reason to want to see one of his mares?' I asked her, to which she just giggled again.

'A fib I am sure. Perhaps you are hoping to distract me from my important work,' Pyre said a hint of mischief in her voice, 'but it would be nice to take a much needed break. So you may find me in my office.'

After a quick series of directions from a passing maid and with a renewed skip in my step I soon found myself before the imposing doors of Pyre's office. The solid oak doors flanked on either side by a pair of her ever present Night Guard, who barred my path with their spears as I approached.

"I'm sorry Ambassador, but the Princess is too busy with matters of state to be accepting visitors," the thestral mare on the left said as she continued to look forward.

I was about to say something in return, finally having had enough of this pointless overprotectiveness from the guards, when I heard the firm voice of Pyre come through the door.

"Let him through, Sergeant."

The mare tried to suppress a growl as they righted their spears and opened the door. As I passed them I couldn't help but cast a triumphant smirk down to the bat-pony mare. Once inside the room I quickly spotted the midnight blue alicorn sitting behind a large desk hard at work reviewing a stack of documents. Her moon casting an angelic glow over her as its light shone through the balcony window behind her. She looked up as I came in, an almost childlike smile spreading across her face as she saw me, but as I got closer I could also see that her workload was starting to wear on her by the tiredness in her eyes.

"Ambassador Broussard, how good to see you," she said standing and coming around the desk to greet me as I gave her a curt bow. Before the door closed behind me she addressed the guard at the door, "Guard, would you be so kind as to tell a servant to fetch the ambassador and I some refreshments?"

"Of course, Your Majesty, " she said as she shot me a warning glare before closing the door.

I glared at the door for a moment before casting a sly glance towards Pyre, "I think they know."

"Of course they do," she replied dismissively , "word had spread throughout the entire castle staff of our relationship before Xamspona had even left the hospital room."

"Well that explains the hostility from the guards," I told her as I felt her wrap her arms around my neck.

"But do not worry they, nor the rest of the staff, will divulge our little tryst. Unless you are telling me that their actions have frightened you off," she said with mock concern.

I had to chuckle at her playfulness as I pulled her close to me and cupped her face with one of my hands, "There's nothing in this world or any other that could keep me away from you three."

She smiled as our lips met, eagerly pulling me tighter into our embrace as I felt her tongue run along my teeth, begging for entrance. I happily obliged to her request as I opened my mouth feeling her talented muscle quickly try to dominate my own, but I wasn't about to let my dark vixen win so easily as I valiantly began to fight back. Trying to drive the alicorn back as she let out a heated moan, but just when it seemed like I was turning the tide of battle and about to claim my victory she broke our kiss. Leaving us both breathless as we rested our foreheads against one another's.

"Well that alone was worth coming by for," I teased as she lightly giggled again before giving me a quick peck on the lips.

"Indeed, but honestly Eric, what is concerning you?"

"Not much, just couldn't sleep," but as I said that I could see the concern begin to creep onto her face.

"The visions still?" She asked me as she ran a gentle hand through my hair.

I took her hand in my own, bringing it to my lips as I kissed her palm, "Yeah but I'm getting more used to them, so it's not bothering me as much."

"Eric, you are still a terrible liar," the night alicorn said with an unconvinced tone, setting me with a level expression. Her gaze threatening to chip away at my resolve, before she let out a sigh, " but I will not push you if you do not wish to talk about it."

"Thanks, so how has your night been?" She seemed to warm up at this as she gave me a tired smile.

"Long. Tiring. Better now that you are here," she said as she sat back down at her desk, rubbing her temples.

"Is there anything I can do to make it better?" I inquired, coming around behind the desk to stand beside her.

"Would it be too much to ask for one of those massages that you have given Etpinego?" She asked meekly, fidgeting with her fingers.

I found her sudden bout of shyness cute as I walked behind her chair. Dipping my hands into her star studded blue locks, I moved her mane to the side, draping it over her shoulder. I could feel her skin shiver slightly in anticipation as I placed my strong hands atop her shoulders. Her breath hitching in her throat as I leaned down to deeply whisper into her ear, "It would be my, " I gave the tight muscles a firm squeeze, a pleased moan escaping her lips, "pleasure."

My mind began to wander a little bit as I continued to unknot the muscles in her neck and shoulders, all while Pyre sat with her eyes closed, purring contently, her paperwork completely forgotten.

"Is there something else on your mind, Eric?" She asked, picking up on my contemplating through our bond, before letting out a hiss when I pressed against a particularly tender spot.

"I was just thinking that it was nice that all of you mares are getting along so well so quickly,"

"Of course, Etpinego is a fine mare who's sense of honesty, morals and upbringing compliments my sister's and I's own so well," Pyre replied before softly giggling, "plus it does not hurt that she is so attractive."

I grinned as I saw her cheeks blush a little, "Do we have a crush?"

Pyre scoffed at that, sticking her nose in the air, "Eric, I am a princess and countless of years old, I do not get crushes," I simply rolled my eyes at her silliness before tickling her ribs, causing her to wiggle and squirm, "Okay! Okay! I admit it! I have a crush on her!"

I stopped tickling her as I leaned down and wrapped the gasping princess in a tender hug, "That's good to hear," I told her laying a peck on her cheek.

"You are a very cruel stallion, Eric," she said with a pout, before grinning as she snuggled closer into my hold.

"Guilty as charged," I admitted, letting her go, returning to my previous duty of massaging her back as she leaned forward, resting her head atop her arms on the desk, "So, out of curiosity, how long does courting usually last?"

"Mmmm, it all depends on the parties involved and the time of year, but usually about a month or two," she said as she sank back into bliss.

"That short huh?"

Pyre opened an eye momentarily to look back towards me, confused by my statement, "Is it not the same for humans?"

"Sometimes, " I said, mulling the question over in my mind, "on rare occasions they've been that short or shorter, but usually humans court for much longer, sometimes for years."

"Years?" Pyre exclaimed, she seemed honestly shocked by this news before her brow scrunched in thought, "I suppose it might be quicker for us to find suitable partners because of our connection to the Magic of Harmony."

"How's that?" I asked curiously as I began to rub the joint at the base of her wings causing her eyes to roll to the back of her head.

"Ahhh, by my sister's big flank that feels good," she muttered into her arms, her thoughts momentarily distracted, I chuckled lightly as she recomposed herself, "As you know the Magic of Harmony flows through every living thing," I hummed in agreement, " well as it flows through a pony's body it exits at a faint magical frequency that is unique to each individual. Now we are still unsure of how it entirely works, but when two or more compatible ponies meet, their frequencies begin to harmonize with one another's. It is this harmonization, along with other physical cues, that are subconsciously picked up by ponies during the heat season to help determine the best mates."

"So it's kind of like magical pheromones?" I suggested as she nodded her head.

"Precisely. Mmmm, lower."

I did as she requested before continuing, "So what about me?"

Pyre lifted her head to look back at me, a single dainty eyebrow lifting as she stared at me in shocked disbelief, "Did your injury make you forget so easily?" I shrugged my shoulders as she snorted and rolled her eyes, "Stallions. Our bond with you is what takes the place of the Magic of Harmony."

"Oh, I get it now," I exclaimed sheepishly as Pyre rolled her eyes again, preferring to lay her head back down on her desk than argue about it more, "and when does the courting phase end?"

"Whenever the parties involved decide to become mates, usually by the next heat cycle, if not sooner,"she replied, but before I could say anything else a knock came from the door, startling both of us.

I made my way over towards the door as Pyre lazily sat up in her chair, relaxed from her rubdown. Upon opening the wooden portal I saw the same young unicorn maid from the train platform standing outside in the hallway holding a tray with tea and cookies.

"Oh, good morning Ambassador, "she greeted with a bow, "it is good to see you up and about. I was worried when I heard that you had been injured."

"Thank you for your concern, it is good to still be alive," I told her, chuckling as she nervously fidgeted in her spot.

I heard Pyre walk up beside me, her presence startling the young maid once she had laid eyes on the Princess of the Night. And even though Pyre's face held her normal serene smile, I could feel a sense of agitation from her through our bond as her tail absentmindedly brushed against my backside. Reminding me of when Etpinego had done the same during the ball. Making me wonder why Pyre would feel agitation towards the young mare.

"My lady!" the maid said nervously with a deep bow, Pyre silently nodding her head in reply, "my sincerest apologies for not being here sooner, Your Highness. "

"It is alright my little pony, thank you for coming as quickly as you could," and with that she grabbed the tray with her own magic and made her way back into the room. Tugging the bottom of my shirt as she passed, but I resisted long enough to say goodbye to a friendly face.

"Well it was good seeing you again, Ms...um...huh, you know, I don't think I ever got your name?" I asked as a smile spread across her face once again.

"It's Hamolly Pej, Ambassador Broussard," she said happily with a quick bow.

"Please it's just, Eric," I said, feeling a little uncomfortable with all of the formalities, "well thanks again for the snacks. Goodnight."

"And goodnight to you as well, Eric." Hamolly said, her smile never leaving her face as I closed the door once again.

"Nice mare," I said nonchalantly to myself, before I caught sight of Pyre, the alicorn absolutely miffed as she scowled at me from her seat on a nearby sofa, "what?"

"Did you not notice that that maid was in heat and trying to get your attention? " she huffed as she ruffled her wings.

I rubbed my chin in thought, trying to recall anything peculiar about the way the unicorn had acted, but no matter how I tried I couldn't find anything amiss in her behavior, "No, can't say that I did. Although I have to ask why it would matter? I mean I'm already in a relationship with you and the others."

She gave a sigh as her anger slowly deflated, before motioning for me to take a seat on the cushion next to her. Once I was positioned on the cushions Pyre nuzzled up next to me, breathing in my scent as her mighty blue wings enveloped us.

"I am sorry for jumping to conclusions, Eric. I have to remember that you are not a stallion, and you do not do the same things as one would." She apologized as she lightly planted kisses on my neck.

"It's alright, Pyre," I told her, still slightly confused about what had just happened, as I tried to console the midnight blue alicorn. Laying back on the sofa, pulling her with me as she settled atop of me while I ran my fingers along the soft fur of her lower back. Her starry tail swishing at my attention as I breathed in the flowery scent of her mane, "I guess I should apologize as well for making you feel that way to begin with," I tilted her chin up to where our eyes met, kissing her gingerly on the lips before wryly smiling at her, "but for future reference why don't you tell me what was so wrong so we can avoid it."

Pyre sat up in my arms, careful of my burns as she rested her elbows on my chest, cupping my face in her hands, directing me to look into her soft eyes. When she spoke her words were soft and low, barely above a whisper, yet held a sense of warning to them, "Very well then. While we are still courting we all have to be on our guard so as to ensure that others do not try to steal either you or Etpinego away. Until such time that you two either become official members of the herd, or the courting is called off."

"Steal us away?" I asked, confused at the meaning of her words, as she hummed, kissing me on the lips.

"Yes," she said as I felt her kisses slowly move to my neck, eliciting a moan from me as she continued to explain things between each tender peck," it would not be unheard of for other interested parties to try and sway either one or both of you two into mating with them instead. For even though we are courting, by our customs, you are still considered fair game and have the right to pick another partner if you so choose. In order to prevent this and as a display of commitment between all parties, courting members will either lead those they are courting away from or intercept any situations that they would deem threatening to their courtship."

I tried to think about what she had told me, but I found it hard to keep my train of thought when Pyre began to nibble on my traps. Eventually I had to give up on trying and give into my desire to punish the playful alicorn. Grabbing two greedy handfuls of firm alicorn princess backside, I gave the flesh a firm squeeze. Not enough to hurt her, but enough to let her know that I meant business. This earned me a startled squeak from Pyre as she sat up glaring into my eyes, silently challenging me, but I wasn't going to wimp out and submit so easily as I fixed her with a stern look of my own. I gave her ass another squeeze, slightly harder than the last. The princess hissed in pain before rewarding me with a throaty moan as she submitted, before returning to her nibbling, although thankfully much gentler this time. Allowing me to return to my thoughts as I idly caressed her sore rear.

Pyre's information had proven to be beneficial in helping me begin to understand the mystery behind some of the mares' reactions. It suddenly began to make sense as to why Pyre had been trying to pull me away from talking to Hamolly Pej and why her presence had scared the young mare, or when Etpinego had clung so close to me after meeting those two females at the ball. Heck, even back when Gilzia and Pyre had been so defensive and challenging to Etpinego when she had found us together in the hanger. They were all trying to defend what they had claimed a right to, namely me. As mildly insulting as it was to think that they didn't think I was capable of resisting the advances of a couple of females, a point that needed to be addressed soon, another part of me found it actually kind of hot, in a dominating possessive sort of way.

"Well that answers a lot of questions," I mulled to myself as I began to rub one of her ears between my fingers, making her cease her devouring of my shoulder and elicited a whimpering coo from the princess, "and what about the tail against my ass?"

Pyre simply closed her eyes for a moment, savoring in the ear rub she was receiving, said tail in question fanning in time with my strokes, "It is a way for a pony to warn others of possible threats and steer them away from dang-aaaaaaaahh," she gasped as she cutely scrunched her shoulders, squirming slightly, when I hit a sensitive spot at the base of her ear before letting out a low, guttural, moan. I felt my blood begin to pound loudly in my ears when she began to seductively bite and lick at her lips, cooing loudly, "ooooo, that feels divine. It, ahh- also allows us to mark yoooouuuu with our scent so that others know that we-eep have a claim on you and to hopefully scare off those who may try to take you."

I sat in silence for a while longer as I rolled over this new outlook on my relationships with the three mares. Meanwhile Pyre laid her head against my chest in a content state of bliss, her tail swishing lazily like a cat, at my continued ear rubs.

"Hey Pyre," I paused my rubbing, causing the princess to pout slightly at my stopping. I let out another chuckle at her cute expression, kissing her on her forehead near the base of her horn, which seemed to cheer her up some, "you say that this happens during the heat season when a mare is in heat. How do I know if a mare is in heat?"

The Princesses of the Night's smile morphed into a toothy grin as she cast me with a smoldering gaze from her aqua colored eyes. Huskily, she whispered into my ear as she rubbed against my body, her smooth fur and soft curves easily stimulating me through my boxers, "A mare in heat will be more flirtatious than normal to those she is interested in," a moan escaped my throat as I felt her hot breath against my ear, her tongue flicking against my earlobe while I grabbed another handful of her firm ass, "they may also fan their tails in front of potential suitors, to let them know that they are ready to breed," from my position I could watch her lift her ethereal tail as she continued to sway it languidly from side to side, her scent filling my nostrils as I felt a familiar warmth on my hands when I spread her cheeks. Earning me a moan from the mare as I could smell more of her intoxicating aroma. My mind was running wild with pent up lust, but my mare wasn't quite done teasing me yet as she sat up, staring down at me with the same desire that I knew could be found in my own eyes. Slowly, agonizingly, she turned until she was facing away from me, her eyes never leaving mine as she leaned against the far armrest of the sofa. Licking her lips she spread her wings and dipped her back, giving me a perfect view of her flawless ass, " and in rare cases, they will actually present themselves to their intended mates."

With that she lifted her dock, moving her billowing starry tail out of the way, and giving me a completely unobstructed view of her most sacred of spots. I sat in awe as I finally got to see the prize that I had been so mercilessly, sometimes painfully, teased with since my arrival to this alien world. My mouth practically watering as I admired the contrast of her moist pink folds, glistening in the moonlight, against the dark colors of her round ass and long, toned, legs. Pyre definitely noticed my pause as I heard her voice, dripping with lust, purring to me through our bond as she wiggled her bottom temptingly.

'What's the matter, my stallion? Do you intend to make your mare wait during her time of need?'

I didn't need any more incentive than that as I began to slowly crawl my way over to her side of the couch, stalking my prey. Pyre humming happily as she leaned further over the arm of the couch in submission, presenting more of herself to me. I placed my hands upon the white, moon-shaped, cutie marks adorning her hips, giving them a light squeeze as she pushed more of her flesh back into my grasp. Lifting her rear slightly, I brought my head down to have a closer look at my prize as she squirmed.

"Mmmm, please do not make me wait," she pleaded, whimpering softly as her body shivered in anticipation.

"Patience love," I told her, grinning devilishly at her whines in protest at being denied.

Impatiently, Pyre reached back between her legs with one hand, spreading her swollen lips with her fingers and exposing her inner folds for me. Trying to entice me into acting as she began to rub her marehood, causing her depths to sporadically convulse whenever she would rub against her clit. However I wasn't about to let her have her fun so easily as I pulled her hand away.

"Ah, ah, ah I said not yet," I chided teasingly, softly blowing air across her opening, causing her to flinch in response.

"Ahhnn Eric, what are you doing?" Pyre squirmed as she tried looking back at me.

"Enjoying my meal." I told her grinning.

Her eyes widening in surprise at my words as I dipped my head and languidly licked her slit from her sensitive button to her tight rosebud.

"You're wh-AAAAAAA!" She yelped, suddenly sitting up, turning quickly to face me as she covered her butt with her hands and tail, "What was that?"

"Huh? What do you mean? I was licking you," I asked, confused by her reaction, as she stared at me blankly, her mouth held agap.

"Y-you l-licked me?" She finally asked, stumbling over her words as she looked down at me.

"Well, yeah," I answered her matter-of-factly, not understanding her reaction until I felt her confusion and nervousness start to seep through the bond, "wait a minute, have you never been eaten out?"

"Human males actually eat their mares down there?" She practically screamed as her eyes widened and she flared her wings defensively. Forcing me to backtrack myself as I waved my hands in front of me, hoping to ease her worries.

"No, no, no, no sorry, wrong choice of words," luckily she began to calm down, "what I meant to ask was, has no one ever licked you down there?"

She shook her head slowly, "No, of course not, why would a pony do that?"

"Well, to make you feel good. It did feel good, didn't it?" I asked her hopefully, a blush slowly crept on her cheeks as she looked away in embarrassment.

"Maybe... I do not know," she admitted shyly, "I was just so surprised when you did it."

I silently chided myself that I had startled her so much, assuming that ponies pleasured each other the same ways as humans. Sitting up I took her into my arms, holding her tight as I tucked her head under mine, "I'm sorry Pyre, I didn't mean to make you feel uncomfortable. I was just trying to make you feel good."

She was silent for a moment before I heard her nervously ask, "Do human females enjoy it when they are... um... "eaten out?"

I had to stop myself from laughing so as to not embarrass her further. Instead settling on a chuckle as I ran my hand across her lower back, "Well, "enjoy" might be a little bit of an understatement, more like they ''crave" it. Some women even prefer it over the actual intercourse," I could feel her curiosity start to overcome her anxiety as I felt her arousal gradually returned, "I would still like to show you, that is, if you're okay with it?"

"Perhaps, that is, if you say it shall feel good, I was just surprised is all," she said softly as I hooked my finger under her chin and tilted her face up, placing a reassuring kiss on her lips.

"Are you sure? I don't want to pressure you."

"Yes, I am sure," she said nodding as she tried to steady her nerves, "after all it is the mare's duty to ensure that the stallion's desires are met. Like I said, I was just a little surprised because I could not see what you were doing."

"Well, what if you could see? Would that make you feel more comfortable?" She nodded her head again as her cheeks flushed.

Even though she said she was okay with wanting to try, I could still feel the nervousness emitting from her, and I knew, for now, my main goal would be to try and make her feel as relaxed as possible beforehand instead of just diving into it. Gently I laid her back against the arm of the sofa, making sure that she was comfortable before continuing. Carefully I placed my hands on her thighs, spreading her legs as I kept my eyes fixed on her beautiful blue irises the entire time. Looking for any signs of disapproval, as my body hovered over hers, my muscular frame easily covering her more slender one. Tilting Pyre's chin up slightly, I planted a soft kiss on her lips, deepening it once I felt her mouth open to mine, a moan softly reverberating from the back of her throat as my tongue slid into her mouth. Placing an arm on either side of her head I braced myself on my forearms, effectively trapping her against the arm cushion. As we continued I could feel her start to relax again as her body arched up against mine and she wrapped her arms around my head pulling me closer till we were pressed firmly against one another.

I could feel my cock hardening in my boxers, threatening to rip forth with each caress of her body against mine, each tickling brush of her wingtips. I let out a groan as I felt her suck my bottom lip into her mouth, nibbling on it like a teething baby would a pacifier. Her actions driving me wild as I pulled her head closer, hungry for her mouth as our kisses grew more aggressive.

Needing air, I reluctantly broke our contact, our minds drunk with a primal lust, as we fed off the mutual desires that we were broadcasting to one another through our bond. I could feel her pleasure alongside my own as Pyre leaned her head back, moaning needily as she started to rub her hips against mine while I unknowingly did the same, each of us desperate to sate the burning in our loins. Without mercy I began to attack her jaw and neck with kisses, sucking and nibbling on the sensitive fur there as she began to squirm, forcing me to pin her down so that I could continue. Submitting to me laid her head back, exposing the tender flesh of her neck to her captive predator. An act that I found highly erotic as I growled in pleasure while I sucked and nipped at the crook of her neck. Her skin shivering in a mixture of fear and pleasure under my tongue as I licked the soft fur above her jugular, her pulse pounding wildly against the wet muscle.

"Mmmm...yes... oh yes Eric...just like that," she purred softly as her grinding became a little harder, hungrier, than before. I removed my hand from the back of her head, bringing it between us, moving it to her chest, cupping one of her full breast I give the soft flesh a tender squeeze, causing her breath to catch in her throat.

"Wh-ahhh-t are you doi-mmmm," Pyre tried to ask as I gently kneaded her breast. Grinning down at her as I sat up, cupping both her succulent orbs in my powerful hands I admired her hardened dark nipples as I ran my thumbs against the raised nubs, making them bud more.

"Trying to help you relax my lady, does it feel good?" I asked her, my voice low and my eyes dark with lust as I flicked her nipples again, causing her to close her eyes and coo.

"Oooh...yes...surprisingly so," she breathed out as she unconsciously continued to arch her back, offering more of herself up to my ministrations as her wings twitched with every touch against her nipples, "breast are... only, ah, meant for... fo-ahhhls,"

For a mere fleeting moment of clarity I realized that the reason for their unabashed nudity was because they didn't sexualize their bodies the same as humans, but any further effort into that line of thought was brushed away by the passion of the moment. I grinned down hungrily at her before dipping my head, taking one of her nipples into my mouth, tenderly suckling the sensitive flesh. The soft fur of her breast tickled my lips as I continued to suck, Pyre gasping breathlessly as I rubbed the blade of my tongue across the tip.

"Ah... so good Eric... more," she moaned hungrily, thrusting more of her tit into my mouth.

Eagerly I accepted the succulent flesh as I used my other hand to play with the neglected breast, rolling the nipple between my thumb and finger. Pyre responded as I had hoped by gripping my butt with her hands, trying to pull me closer to grind her soaked marehood against my contained cock. Pulling my head back, the now wet nipple slipped from my mouth with an audible pop. The exposed teat looking so tempting as it glistened in the soft moonlight. Pyre watched me through heavily lidded eyes as I grinned to her, lightly blowing air over her nipple, causing her to happily cry out.

"God, you're so beautiful," I murmured up to her as I momentarily rested my head in the valley between her breast. She nickered softly as she ran her fingers through my hair, the hard capped ends sending shivers throughout my body as they ran across my scalp.

'My stallion,' I heard her voice happily say through our bond, her divine touch threatening to distract me, but I had come too far to only be denied once again.

Slowly I began to trail soft kisses and nips down her taut stomach, each caress helping to keep her in a heightened state of arousal in anticipation of what was to come. While allowing me the chance to reign in some of my raging hormones, not wanting to rush what I still had planned ahead for my beautiful mare. She may not have been as nervous anymore, but I was still determined to make it a memorable experience for her even if it meant that I would once again have to go without. Upon reaching where her navel should be I began to smoothly ease her thighs further apart, tentatively looking back up into her eyes, silently asking her permission to go on, she simply nodded in reply.

Even though I wanted to make it as memorable and pleasurable of an experience as I could for her, I was still not above a little teasing. I pulled my head away and kissed the inside of her right thigh, just above her knee. Again I used my teeth to nip the soft fur on the inside of her thigh, from her knee down to her outer lips. She shuddered as I ran my tongue along her outer lips, so close to her twitching marehood but not touching it, not yet. Any doubts I may have had on if Pyre was enjoying her treatment or not was quickly put to rest once I saw her excitement leaking from her slit and smelled her scent which was as intoxicating as it was powerful.

Pulling away from her again I repeated the same thing I had done to her right leg to her left, slowing a bit as I got close to the center of her marehood. Then with a quick flick of my tongue I pressed it against her perineum, causing her hips to rise off the cushion as she gasped loudly.

"Ahhhh...Eric!"

My hard on ached painfully in my boxers as I breathed in more of her excitement, wanting nothing more than to be set free from its cotton prison. But somehow I was able to push it back down as I slowly swept my tongue along the length of her pussy, from bottom to top, causing a series of violent shudders to radiate through her body as she came. Her voice failed her as she silently continued to shake for a few pleasurable moments before her body finally went limp.

"Oh... by my mmm-mother... yes. That...ah... felt a-ah-amazing," she finally managed to say through labored breaths, a satisfied smile on her face as she absently ran her fingers down her stomach.

"Pyre?" I asked her, catching her attention as I smiled wickedly up at her, "Are you okay?"

She purred in response, as her fingers once again went back to caressing my scalp, "Mmmm yes, very much so. I can now see why human mares love that so much."

"Oh, we've only just begun," I told her deviously as her eyes widened ever so slightly, "there's lots more if you're willing to go on."

The Princess of the Night simply nodded her head as a wicked smile of her own came upon her lips, "Very well then my stallion, you may continue to please your Princess."

"Your wish is my command, Princess Pyre," I said and with that I immediately buried my face in her crotch, licking her honeypot. The first ones long and slow to allow her to become used to it.

Her breathing immediately became heavy above me as the hands that were once caressing my scalp so delicately were now holding my face firmly against her steaming core. Slowly moved my hands that were holding her legs apart up under her flank till I found her ass. I squeezed both of those beautiful firm globes in my hands, earning another heavy sigh from the mare above.

"Oh, my," I heard her say from up above as I began to slowly kiss her lower lips. Making sure I covered every inch of her beautiful pink sex. Her hands ran through my hair again, pulling on my hair slightly as I felt her shudder against my mouth.

Her heavy breathing increased as I didn't give her any respite before I began to work over her labia with quick flicks of my tongue. Steadily, yet firmly, I would lick her over and over again, pulling my tongue away just shy of her clit every time.

Her clitoris begged for attention as I saw it poking out at me, but I knew if I so much as touched it that it would all be over for my precious herdmate. Hopefully in a mind-numbing orgasm, and as much as I wanted that to happen it had to be the right time. Bringing my mare to one or two orgasms was not enough for me. No. I wanted to bring her to several like a raging torrent, leaving her in a soaked, tired and thoroughly satisfied mess. When it was all said and done making it an unforgettable memory to her that would last throughout her eternity is the pleasure I wanted her to know.

I continued licking upward, covering every inch of her pussy with my tongue. Her juices soaking her fur and my face as I eagerly lapped it up, savoring my treat.

With another small shudder of her hips I could tell that she was close. Pyre was trying to stem back her orgasms as her sex dripped with desire, her breathing fast and her voice moaning with lust. While her wings stretched out to their furthest, twitching in time to my licking. Her body, covered in a thin layer of sweat, shimmered in the glow of her moon making her look like her whole body was made up of the same ethereal strands that made up her mane and tail. Her firm breast heaving up and down on her chest with each labored breath, her nipples hard with arousal.

On the next lick I passed over her clit. She let out a wailing moan that sounded like it would wake the dead before the doors to her office burst open. Her guard responding to the danger they thought their princess was in.

"Your Highness! We heard your-," I heard the guardmare from earlier begin before I heard Pyre violently cut her off.

"OUT!" She screamed in a voice so loud that it put to shame the sound of a B-ONE taking off with full afterburner. The guards, at seeing the situation and being yelled at, beat a hasty retreat, slamming the door shut behind them. I sat up, looking back to the office door for a moment, before looking back to Pyre. Only to find the alicorn scowling at me as her eyes glowed with unholy power and frustration burned from her through our bond like an unbridled inferno. A shiver ran up my spine as she pointed back to her quivering pussy, "LICK!"

I wasn't about to argue with her as I dove back in, picking up where I had left off before we were so rudely interrupted. I licked her clit once. Then again . On the third lick I stopped on her clit and wiggled it for a few seconds with the blade of my tongue. Pyre grabbed my head with both hands and jammed my mouth onto her pussy, as she began to yell, "YES! MORE! DO’NT STOP! LICK ME MORE MY STUD! MAKE THEM HEAR ME!"

I latched my mouth onto her clit and started licking it in a frenzy. Without remorse I continued to lick her faster as she held my head in place, her hips practically fucking my face at her impending climax. Her wings began to shake as her hips rose from the cushion and she started to scream out in ecstasy, "YES! YES!! YES!!! I'M CUMMING!!!"

She came like the waves upon the shore, her whole body bucking as her orgasms came crashing down over and over again. So powerful were her orgasms that I could feel it through our bond, radiating through her mind and body like a bolt of lightning. I remember thinking for a fleeting moment if Gilzia could feel it as well. Pyre's screams echoed against the walls so loudly that I believe everyone back in Ponyville could have heard her as her pussy squirted her clear nectar into my mouth. I just laid there swallowing as fast as I could while she continued to spasm above me, but, despite my best efforts, my face and the cushion were soon soaked as she continued on. Her screams coming in quick, shallow, gasps with each spurt of her liquid.

Eventually Pyre's body collapsed back onto the sofa, thoroughly spent as her breaths receded into slow and heavy rises of her breast. Our minds tired from the shared pleasurable exhaustion that we had experienced. Sitting up, I pulled her limp form to me and sat her in my lap, careful of her wings as they laid limply at her sides. I traced tiny circles along her back as we sat there curled together in our post-orgasmic bliss while her mind slowly tried to regain control of her body.

A few minutes had passed before I attempted to speak, "Are you alright?"

She gave me a tired hum in reply as she tilted her head up to look at me, "Mmhmm, thank you for that, Eric," she said as she softly kissed my lips, "it was truly a most wonderful of experiences."

"Well I always like to keep my audience riveted," I said, chuckling, as she giggled along.

"That you did, my stallion," she said with another kiss, "but as much as I would love to sample more of your talents I am afraid it shall have to wait until later. For I must finish my work before the rising of my sister's sun."

"Are you sure that I can't convince you to sit here with me a little longer?" I asked her as I trailed soft kisses down her neck.

"Mmmm, you truly are a cruel, needy, stallion, Eric," Pyre breathed with a soft sigh.

I chuckled into her neck as I gave her midnight blue fur a lick, tasting the dried sweat from our recent fun, "Guilty as charged."

Author's Notes:

This is just the unedited version, will be replaced with edited version once it is done.