*poke*

"Mmmmrf. Go away."

*poke*

"..."

*poke*

"Fuck....awff.."

*poke* *poke*

"Poke me one more time.....fucking kill you.."

*silence*

"That's bet-" *poke*

I pry my eyes open, seething with quiet rage as I slowly get accustomed to the dim room. The first thing I see is the sleeping form of a pony on the bed in front of me. I wished I was in his position right now, I'm tired as fuck.

*poke*

There it is again. The round hoof touching my naked back angers me to no end. Whatever Scarlett is doing, it's infuriating me greatly.

"Fuck. Off." I hissed as I dared not to turn around to face her.

*poke*

Alright, that's enough. I angrily flip positions, making the bed squeak lightly from my heavy weight and also from my over-exaggerated actions. My face gets hit with a mass of red and a light scent of strawberries hit my nose, calming me slightly. It seems to me that Scarlett had scooted over to my side after I used my right hand to check for extra space.

This mare was mere centimeters away from me, ignoring the large, free space that I had relinquished to her right before I went to sleep. I felt her heavy breath land on my throat heavily as her chrome eyes gleam behind her frazzled mane. She was eyeing me, that was for sure.

"What?" I hissed quietly.

Slowly, she moved, shuffling on top of me as she makes me lie on my back. Her hooves lightly held her up, bringing her mane down on me and pricking my soft skin. I took this as a chance to move to the center of the bed, because why not? She didn't mind on what I did, as she just followed my body. Finally, she laid herself down on me, once more invading my personal space as her soft skin touched mine.

"Get off. Now." I sent directly to her ears as she rested her head in the crook of my neck.

"Just...leave me like this...this'll do for now." She huffed. Her legs rested themselves beside my body, restricting any sideways movement from my legs, but my arms were free to do what they want, however.

I felt a disturbingly hot area resting right under my belly button...which was coming from Scarlett's body. It was really, really hot. But she didn't seem like she was in harm or anything, she just awkwardly used me as her bed. Her mane was scattered across my shoulders, making me want to itch them from the added irritation.

Scarlett was breathing quite heavily from what I heard. The chilly air that she expelled constantly tickled my neck, which added more reasons as to why I like having my own personal space. Despite all this, she didn't seem like moving at all, even though she placed me in such a strange position.

But it's about time that I've had enough.

Forcefully, my hands grab hold of her back, to which she responds by gasping lightly. I shuffle back to the small headboard, resting my back straightly on it. Scarlett does nothing but grab on to me with her hooves on my neck, quietly making sounds all the while. I get to a position where I am able to sit upright, with a full 180 degree field of view in front of me, which was showing a field of beds and an occasional nurse that strolled along the walkway in the middle with a lamp they held with their hooves or by magic.

I see brief glances of Scarlett's tail, which flickered violently, mind you. The area that burned near my belly button now began to reach searing temperatures , now conveniently placed upon my groin.

"Alright, what's with you? I can feel you roasting me whilst you hold me in a deathgrip, it's not like you to do this." I whispered.

Scarlett pulled her head back, looking at me behind her mane. She moved her mouth near my right ear, preparing to speak.

"It's a phase for me, remember?" She replied, whilst rubbing my cheek awkwardly.

"What phase?"

"A mare's estrus cycle, of course." She did it again, rubbing my cheek as if she was trying to get something off her own. Additionally, she began to wiggle her hips(?) spreading the burning area all across my groin...great.

"So what? is this phase like a fever or what? let me make this clear: I don't want to catch pony flu." I warned her.

"If you knew more, you'd be taking advantage of this poor mare in your arms right now." She chuckled, grinding on me as she did so.

Ok. Stop that. You're getting someone excited, and right now is not the best time.

Scarlett ground herself on me in an upwards fashion, which was something that greatly irritated me right from the start, but it felt strangely pleasuring. Her wings started to flare again, much stronger than before when we fought, and they twitched too. She rested her head on my shoulders again, making sounds at the back of my ear as I sat like an idiot.

"Oh...I ponder about the fun you will have with me if I gave you the chance." Those words really didn't fit her regal tone. It was like a monarch trying to talk dirty to a commoner. Nevertheless, she carried on doing inhumane acts against my body.

To be honest, this is actually the first time anyone...or rather any girl, has actually touched me in such a way that actually got me turned on. As much as I hate it, the brain in my pants was having the time of it's life.

"What fun?" I asked.

Scarlett moved back to face me again. She flicked her auburn mane aside, showing her chrome eyes and red cheeks. Her grinding had slowed down, seemingly making it much better for me.

And then she kissed me.

....Wait...what?

HEY! THAT WAS MY FIRST KISS YOU BITCH, GODAMMIT.

YOU....FUCKING PONY........STOLE.......MY KISS...........

.....God, this feels good.

Her tongue just breached out to my own, exploring the interior of my mouth whilst having sex with my own tongue. It was like she was an expert at this, and an expert she was. My eyes just closed slowly by themselves as she took me over with just her hips and her tongue.

Scarlett voiced over how much she liked this, shown by her actually moaning in my mouth enough to make it audible to anyone within a 3-meter range. I managed to get a taste of her own saliva, which I didn't intend to do, but just did on instinct. She tasted like leaves peppered with enough sugar to kill a diabetic man. It was quite addicting actually, to the point where I was now moving the commotion to her own mouth with my tongue, subduing her's as I satisfied my growing cravings.

She even tried to push her hips deeper against mine, as if she was straddling me. I didn't mind though, it just meant that I could feel more (as she rubbed what I eventually recognized as her own private area) from her. My hands roamed her back, one grabbing various areas of her back whilst the other explored the wings. They felt extremely stiff and jerked when I tried to hold it, but I managed to get a grip on the bony base above her wings, right where the feathers face up to.

I relinquished what was my first kiss, lightly gasping for air as I glared in embarrassment. Scarlett meanwhile, smiled.

"That kind of fun." She said.

"Sorry. I don't do ponies." I muttered, losing track of my own voice as I gave her all the shades of red my embarrassment could conjure up. I felt so ashamed, but all these desires just want me to keep going, all for one goal. All the pent up sexual frustration that I seemed like I never had finally caught up with me, and it won't be an easy battle to make them let go of this perfect situation.

I had no choice but to go along with it. I had already committed. My hands were pushing her own sex to mine, with the buttoned that I wore as the only source of chastity from this succubus before I finally cross that border of no return.

My mind was in no shape of trying to leave either. Scarlett's alluring sight....her smell...her taste....and they way her hips sneakily prepared me for when the time comes...she already knew that I'd have to go along with this the moment she began to grind on me.

Everything just felt amazing, both in the right way and in the wrong.

"Just promise me this." I whispered, my eyes peering around me to seek any ponies who were still awake in the middle of the night.

"Anything, my dear." Scarlett swooned.

"My pants stay on. No questions asked."

".....Fine." She replied.

At least I know I won't be crossing that border anytime soon.

Minutes passed.

Seconds flew.

Time slows.

We spent the night passively making love in the middle of the infirmary, pausing only when we needed to and when a nurse or Jade drew near. The constant watching ended once all the nurses finally went off-shift, moving to their own separate rooms on the other end of the hall-Jade included, once she realized that three beings on a bed wouldn't fit. By that time the only ones who were awake were just me and Scarlett.

She was amazing, truly amazing, as much as I wanted to not say it.

Her pace matched to my desires, slowing down when I was nearing climax, and increasing when I had calmed down. She was able to keep me going for as long as I could, whilst she herself gave free permission to soak my (only) pants and my groin with her own fluids.

We stopped kissing halfway through, when our tongues were sore from movement, and when our own sexes ached more for each other. All I could do was to support her lustful motions..pulling her down when she had to...pushing her own vagina as close as it could to my erect member...restricting her when she sped up because she was about to come at the same time as me.

Sensations tingled my cock, so much so to the point of me dripping my own precum each time I was denied of release. I could hear Scarlett enjoying herself as she clung to my sweaty body, squeaking as quietly as she could as she roughly rode me. My only trousers were soaked and warm with bodily fluids, what a shame.

"I-I'm....I'm coming again...and I don't think I can hold it in like before..." I grunted. I could feel it coming, the rush of dopamine getting stronger and stronger, coupled with the sudden urges of my own penis. It wanted out, there's no denying it, and I'm helpless to do so. I honestly don't think I could hold it in any longer, as I was already leaking after the first and second denies.

Scarlett's forelegs dove under my chest, sliding across my sweaty body to my buttoned trousers.

She moved back, sliding away her marehood which I sorely began to miss. Her nose twitched fervently and her cheeks reddened deeply as she recklessly opened my trousers, popping the two buttons that held it in place. My cock sprang forth as Scarlett nipped away my soaked underwear, eager and red from rug burn...but in an underwear situation.

"I can feel your urges." She nuzzled it lovingly, licking the sides and the area below my crown.

"Sh-shut up and finish me off before I just spray it on your face." I stuttered.

"How close are you?" She said as she gently stroked it.

"Close enough" I squeaked.

Semen climbed my shaft, forcing themselves out against my own will. My hormones drove me over the edge, making me as high as I could be before I could climax.

Scarlett opened her mouth and slowly raised it over my trembling cock. My lust-induced sight saw nothing but a mare who wanted to drink every last drop of what I could give to her. Oh I so wanted to do it, to shove it straight inside her and give her what she wanted.

But it turns out that she has other plans.

She lunges forward, gripping my shoulders with her forelegs as she slides her own marehood to my primed cock. The base slides across her slit until she is able to make it hover above the head of my penis, in which by then I was still fazed at her movements.

In one swift movement, she slams her hips straight down, causing her to sit on my groin again, but this time she has me inside her. My cock couldn't take it the moment it glided inside her burning hot pussy, the tender flesh hugging my overstimulated penis was too much for it, it just felt too amazing.

"Gah!" I gasped, shoving my mouth straight to Scarlett's neck as I gripped her tightly throughout my first, real orgasm.

I shook uncontrollably, making moans that I would never have said before when I lived here. A lengthy amount of semen exited my penis, joyed to be inside another woma-mare's womb. I could feel how long my first pump was, which was a little over a whole second. My cock wasn't giving any room to squirm about, as Scarlett's own muscles gripped it tightly and squeezed it as I came, as though it was milking it for all it's worth.

"Seed me, you stallion." She moaned quietly into my ears.

The second spurt came, and it was a tad shorter than the first, but still lengthy nonetheless. I felt the hot liquid leave me, driving me to a euphoric state as my cock was stimulated beyond pleasure. Had I not been in a lust-addled state, I wouldn't  have been trying to give her as much of my load as I could; I wouldn't have been moaning internally and externally; I wouldn't have been giving quick thrusts to extend my pleasure; I wouldn't have been saying such lustful words to Scarlett's ear as she shook violently under my cock.

There came the third pump, in which I was just dragging Scarlett's body down so that her lovely marehood encompassed my spurting member. I felt the excess semen fill whatever spaces they could find around my penis, wherein if they couldn't find any, they would just simply leak out of Scarlett.

"So much.....so much! I've never had a stallion who gave me this much!" She praised my sexual talents, which was absolutely non-existent, as I have had no sex at all prior to this.

The only reason I had so much load was because I hadn't....well....did it in a while.

Blame equestria for not having an internet, nor any playcolt magazines.

"God damn you Scarlett." I hissed. "I said pants only." My words felt contradictory to what I was doing as I said them, because I said all this whilst I willingly came in copious amounts inside her, which I greatly...sexually enjoyed.

God damn you, Scarlett.

My orgasm bubbled down, my high bringing me back to the infirmary. Guilt and shame immediately took over me, slapping me constantly in the face as I realize what I've done.

Scarlett seemed calmer than me as she rested her head on my shoulder, wiggling her hips.

"You're amazing for breeding, you know that." She whispered in my ear.

"Shut up." I blushed.

Why did I do this! Why! Dammit why!

We could have woken somepony up! Or maybe somepony say us! even worse,  a perfectly healthy and sturdy guard JUST SAW AN ALIEN HAVING SEX WITH THEIR BRIGADIER!. My palms started sweating, anxiety flooded over me and a rush of endorphins replaced the dopamine.

I'm in deep shit if we get found out.

My eyes frantically search for ponies that were awake or staring at our recent event. It was hard finding those that were awake in almost complete darkness (save for the large, tinted windows on the wall) due to the infirmary being placed away from the moon's rays. Each bed looked the same: just a lump of covers which contained an injured guard, so trying to find one that was actually staring at us was difficult, as I didn't know whether those lumps were facing us or not.

"Do you even know how we're going to get out of this without other seeing us?" I hissed quietly.

"I have my own shower in my bedroom." Scarlett mumbled

"Why couldn't we have done that there?!"

"The guards were still watching from our fight"

"So? they would have left eventually."

"....Good point."

I grumble at her logic. But then again, we were taking casualties after our battle ended, so that was one other thing that could have prevented us from doing it right away. But even then, she could have led me to her room after we were healed!

This was stupid, having sex with her was stupid. I know that someone out there would be begging to be in my position, but frankly I prefer having sex where no-one could possibly watch us.

"Do you even know how we are going to get cleaned up in the morning? I'm pretty sure ponies can smell semen from a mile away." I mumbled.

"I'll wake you up early." She said.

'By early, you mean in the next 2 hours right?' I thought.

"Fine." I grumbled.

And as I expected, she woke me up an hour later.

We waddled away to her room at the slightest hint of dawn, Scarlett still straddling me whilst I ran like a madman with his underwear showing. She was right about the showers though, so that eased some tension off me. I used every single product I could find in her shower, from daffodil soap to liquid magic shampoo.

All I wanted was a nice, clean rinse from all the shame and buildup of stench that grew on me on my stay here. I also realized that if I were to shower again, Scarlett's place would be the way to go, which made me even more depressed as I knew that I'd be doing hard labour...or 'training' as princess moonbutt says, which would force me to use her shower.

The following days weren't that troublesome, if anything, it was even better than before. I didn't leave her room for two days, not because I wanted to stay, but because I couldn't leave.

Scarlett further explained this 'estrus' matter, and it turns out that it was just something mares go through, like a period, but much more dangerous and could leave you pregnant. She also added how it changes their behavior, which made me ponder for a while as she explained more.

She apologized about earlier, which was fine by me.

But then she told me how long it lasted, and that's why I'm spending a week in her room. But to be honest, it wasn't the worst thing in the world. She even taught me on how to fight properly, without just using my fists. The first few days we had together were in the weekend, which was supposedly when she took her work off. We spent quite a lot of time together, closed off from the world.

She fed me with whatever I found as delicious, she kept me company and most of all: she didn't kill me in my sleep, which was what I was half-expecting from her sudden change of behavior.

Today was Sunday, and I was just rolling around the bed with Scarlett. It was one of the quiet days when she didn't feel like riding me for five hours straight.

"How are you finding these past two days so far?" She asked me as she rested on my body. Her head was laying on my chest, her mane being deposited on one side.

"So far...so good." I mumbled. It felt strange hearing her speak like this, speaking in such a relaxed tone compared to the steel voice I heard when I first met her. Nevertheless, it felt comforting.

"Good?"

"What else am I supposed to say? E-everything just happened so fast." I stuttered.

"A lot of stallions would murder their own kind to be in this position." She said.

"I know, I know."

I brought her closer to me as I shuffled to the headboards of the bed. She sat comfortably on my lap, nuzzling me softly as I did so. Somehow, I felt a strange sensation in my chest, as if my heart felt like exploding. My face reddened, my palms went sweaty and my grip on her seemed to tighten.

I-I don't know how to feel about this mare. I genuinely don't know what to do.

"Honestly, I feel....like you're not really with me for anything else other than as means for this...this 'estrus cycle'." I cast my eyes away and look at the ruby curtains. "Say what you want, but you can't deny the fact that you've been keeping me here for a while."

She looks at me, eyes widened. I frown at her surprised face.

"I don't even see the guards anymore, even though they would kill me once they saw me." I mumbled.

Scarlett moves her hoof onto my chin and raises it to her face. She kisses me softly, mouth closed and tongue in it's place. My eyes catch sight of her ears folding down and her wings folding around my body.

"Sorry." She whispered.

There it is again. She apologized.

I hold her close again, pressing her body on my own, cherishing the body heat we gave off. I close my eyes as she nuzzles me once more, reassuring me and my feelings.

"Can you at least take me outside? to Canterlot maybe? I haven't seen it ever since I got here." I proposed.

"...Alright." She replied.

And that was all that we said as we slept until the afternoon.

Finally it was going to be my first day outside the dreary castle. After that talk with Scarlett, my hopes went a bit higher than normal. My feelings for her....well, I don't know about that, but at least she's taking me out properly, a 'date' if you will. If anything, she's slowly growing my trust, despite what I felt about her when I first arrived here.

I visited Jade in the infirmary, she was tending to a guard that had an arrow stuck on his leg. The trainee nurse was beside her, talking about gossip and such like a normal teenager. I suddenly notice a stray blue mane sticking out in her pink bun that her trainee cap sat on.

"Hey, pink-hair." I called out. She turned immediately to my words.

"Oh, hello hooman."

"You've got a blue strand of hair sticking out." I point my finger towards the stray mane. Her irises shrunk to the size of a pin as she backed away from me. "Do ponies get blue hair when they age?"

"Age? AGE?! I DO NOT AGE! GET AWAY." Her eye twitches strangely as she glares at me. The trainee nurse gallops away, ditching Jade and her patient.

"Well, goodbye..uh.."

"Luminescense, or Lumia for short." Jade answered. "She transferred here when you arrived, roughly at the same time too, from what I saw."

"Oh..ok."

Strange.

"But nevermind about that! tell me about your day out with Scarly!" Jade jumped in joy. She grinned like a fool a me, showing her pearly whites. She still had those eyebags though, which made me smile.

"We're just going out to Canterlot, nothing much. Even I don't know about what we'll do once we're there." I shrugged. "I can only predict that she'll take me to some restaurant and then we'll eat whatever green shit they have there."

"Language." Jade said sternly.

"Yes ma'am." I snickered, right after she did too.

"Oh, right. What am I going to wear for the day? I'd feel rather chilly without any clothes on." I pointed towards my barenaked chest.

"Well I don't know, I've gotten used to it really. I could fetch some armor in the lost and found if you really need it."

"I don't really think they will fit me. I'm like, twice your size."

"Oh. Right." She placed her hoof under her chin.

I stood next to Jade, pondering on the clothing that I would wear today when just at the right time Scarlett arrives with news that I would greatly appreciate.

Alongside her was Stalkhoof, who was carrying something on his back. It was armor, but unlike his own, but it's shape looked different and it looked far larger than what his body could accommodate. His face remained stoic, with subtle hints of venom seeping out when Scarlett's attention was diverted from him.

"Stalkhoof, hand him his armor."  Scarlett commanded her subordinate, pointing at me as she did so. He leisurely clopped to where I was, which was next to Jade, before showing me his side. He motioned for me to get the item off my back, which I did. My hands dropped at the sudden weight that was placed upon my hands.

I didn't know it was this heavy! Is this what I'm going to wear for the entire day?

It looked exactly like the ones that the others wear, except that it was a lighter shade of the ruby armor that Scarlett wore. It wasn't the kind of armor that I saw back in Earth, it looked nothing like the greek or roman armor that my people wore. It seemed more centered on what the royal guards here wore, to the point where if I turned it sideways, it would look like a tall tidal wave with a sharp point.

There were patterned engravings on the chest, along with a small ruby in the shape of a star which was what all the other had, except theirs were blue. There was no back piece at all, the armor only had the chest, the shoulders and two robust leather straps that ran down those pointy bits which I presumed to be the way I keep the armor on me when I walk around.

It shone brightly as light came across it. It's as if someone decided to polish it until any source of light made it shine, which was totally the case when I looked at it.

"Is this the thing that I'm going to wear when we leave?" I said, holding up the armor to my chest. "How did you even find out my measurements?"

"Stalkhoof gathered it when he fought you." Scarlett said.

"And won." He added.

I glared daggers at him, but thanked him too, since he made it so that I wouldn't be walking the streets half naked. All that was left was to cover my back with something whilst I wear this thing.

"Is there anything you can do to to help me with the back?" I asked.

"Oh, there is." Scarlett picked up something that rested on her own back, which looked like a cream-colored rag...or rather, shirt. There were two holes on its side, so I guess I could call it that."Take it and wear it alongside the armor, it's the best we can do at such short notice." She said.

Short notice? You can make fucking armor in a few hours but you can't weave a simple shirt for me to wear? I guess it's the best they can do, since there are probably ore blacksmiths in this castle than there are clothes designers, and the only one who could make my stuff was Rarity,  who was neither here, nor in Canterlot right now.

Scarlett nipped the rag in her mouth and presented it to me. I took it gently and immediately put it on, internally squealing at the touch of cloth on my skin. It felt nice to wear clothes again.

I stared at the armor, wondering on ways to wear it. Of course, I could just wear it simply on the chest, but there are other ways I could wear it.

And then my mind created a scenario in my brain.

A cape...a cape would work.