Vision returned slowly and Thomas found the dirt floor of the aviary he’d been occupying had suddenly been replaced with a soft and carpeted one. Blinking the much brighter lights away, he pulled himself up to discover that he’d wound up back in Luna’s room. His head turned to face a nearby groaning mare pressed to his side. “M-Moonlight?”

“Ugh.” Moonlight tried to sit up, but the aching in her head wouldn’t allow her to go very far. “W-what was that?”

Just as the question left the mare’s lips, she spotted a paper plane flying across the room until it landed at her hooves. Glancing around but finding no clear origin point, Moonlight cautiously picked up the plane and unfolded it.

“What’s it say?” Thomas asked.

Moonlight murmured to herself as she read along before turning to Thomas with a confused frown. “It’s a lot of technical jargon about spell craft. I can barely make heads or tails of it, but it seems to be saying that we just went through a long range teleport.” She paused with a grimace. “Courtesy of Auntie Celestia.”

Thomas frowned right back. “I thought she left.”

“Apparently not,” Moonlight grumbled, looking back at the letter. “And apparently she didn’t want us doing anything untoward in a zoo. She also says that we should get used to making quick getaways.”

“Ugh,” Thomas groaned. Although he’d escaped the awkwardness of the zura, he was certain he’d have to have a long talk with Celestia about respecting other people’s privacy.

Moonlight pressed her palms to her temples in an effort to compress the headache. It worked, and she slowly became aware of the warm body pressed against her back. “T-Thomas?” Suddenly short term memory washed over her as she immediately retreated from the human in embarrassment. “I… I’m so sorry. I didn’t meant to… to…”

“Um, no,” Thomas insisted, but his voice sounded uncertain. “I mean, that guide lady said they set up stalls and all. We, um, probably should have seen that coming.”

Moonlight turned away with a blush. “I suppose.” She considered. The song had affected her the same as the other mares, after all. However, as she reflected on the incident, she came to realize something. Those mares weren’t grinding up against just anypony. They were doing so with the groups they’d come in with; close friends and probable dates. “Although the zuras only really lowered my inhibitions.” She inhaled deeply to brace herself. “If you think about it that way, then they didn’t exactly make me do anything I didn’t want to do already.” She met Thomas’ eyes to gauge his reaction.

The human bore a look of contemplation as he realized her meaning, She wanted that to happen. She just needed an excuse. Thomas closed the distance with his mare. Before Moonlight could reply, Thomas sealed her lips with his own.

Moonlight felt a new wave of heat surge through her body as she savored the feel of Thomas’ lips against her own. He’d lunged at her of his own accord, through no outside coaxing, and her trousers were starting to cling to the moisture of her inner thighs.

The kiss finally broke, leaving Thomas and Moonlight to stare contentedly into each other’s eyes while they sat on Princess Luna’s carpet. “I…” Thomas began.

“Y-yes?” Moonlight responded with eager curiosity.

“I just…” Thomas struggled to say. “I don’t want you to feel embarrassed about this.” He waited for a reply, but Moonlight was too eager to hear what he had to say next, so he smiled. “You’re cute, but not so much when you look ashamed like that.” It was only a half-truth, though he couldn’t quite find the words to describe it. He hated the sight of Moonlight looking so down, and naturally wanted to do something about it, but at the same time felt some sort of compulsion to move as he did. “I just-” And so it was Thomas’ turn to have his thoughts cut short by a kiss.

Moonlight was practically devouring his lips as she wrapped her arms around his back and held him close. What befell her now was similar to the zura’s song, but different, stronger. The zura’s song got her horny, and drove her to seek release. This… song, for lack of a better word, was driving her forward to seek a much deeper satisfaction.

“Wow,” Thomas laughed into Moonlight’s lips.

“Wow what?” she asked back between breaks.

“I can’t really explain it,” he said happily, letting his hands glide across her body. “It’s like a song.” Thomas blurted when Moonlight gave no answer. It made sense to him, but in the sense that things make sense in a dream. “Like a lyric that’s stuck in my head. And… I don’t know. It’s like…”

“Like your lips are the next lyric.” Moonlight finished, speaking as if partially in a trance as she continued her efforts.

“Y-yeah.” Thomas agreed, surprised by how much that seemed to make sense to him.

Thomas and Moonlight stared into one another’s eyes, exchanging knowing looks. The song wasn’t something they knew, but rather felt should be. And while neither could quite answer what the next part should be, both knew the only way to find out was to pick up where they left off. Thus they resumed eating each other’s faces.

As Celestia’s last act of spy work, she stealthily removed the spell suppressing Thomas’ natural aroma and decided to leave these two alone for real. She also gently deposited Moonlight’s armor in the corner so as not to disturb them. Standing outside the door with a contented gaze, the Princess pretended not to notice the way the one standby guard was gawking at her, though his surprise was understandable as no pony had entered through the door and the magical alarms hadn’t been sounded for unauthorized teleportation. Naturally, since it was their house, the royal sisters had the authority to go wherever they wanted whenever they wanted, but that did little to ease the night guard’s nerves as he stared at the Princess of the Sun.

Meanwhile, the love birds were still busy trying to feel each other out, and up. There was something oddly perverse about how smooth his Thomas’ skin was, driving Moonlight to feel up as much as she could. She had prodded Thomas’ lips open with her tongue and immediately seized entry at his consent. His mouth was so different, so exotic, especially the sharp teeth at the front, but that just added to his appeal. Thomas was pressing himself up against the mare as hard as he could, until he noticed something hard between him where he’d been inadvertently grinding against Moonlight's stomach. Moonlight noticed as well and they broke the kiss.

Upon realizing what it was, Thomas reflexively covered his hand over his groin in embarrassment, dismissing the tingling in his wrists as nerves acting up. The sudden movement surprised the mare, but also jogged her memory at her prior disappointment at not being able to see exactly what this human was packing. “Thomas?” She whispered sultrily.

“S-sorry,” Thomas said meekly.

“About what?” She cooed innocently as she let her hands fall down his sides until her thumbs slipped down into his pants as she eyed where his hands covered. “What are you sorry for?”

Thomas opened his mouth to answer, only to realize how dumb it sounded. “Something kinda silly.” He finally admitted.

“And what would that be?” Moonlight nuzzled beneath his chin as she slunk her hands around his back to tease at his rump. “You know I grew up in a herd with brothers and a father. It’s not like this is anything I haven’t seen before… or is it?” She asked leadingly.

“It’s not that,” Thomas grinned at her implication and her eagerness. “R-remember when I said that this,” he trailed his hand along Moonlight’s hip, “was mine?”

“I vaguely recall.” Moonlight hummed as she hummed into his chest. “Do you think I need a reminder?”

“N-no.” Thomas gasped as he gently pushed Moonlight away and met her confused and mildly worried expression. “It’s just,” he grinned, “I just realized that when I said that, you never got anything of mine.”

And all bubbling feelings of doubt had been popped in an instant. “Oh? Are you making an offer?” Moonlight tittered as she scooted away a bit until she held the human fully in her vision, but her eyes left no doubt what she was craving.

With a long, slow breath to steady himself, Thomas moved his hands to the side and revealed the tent in his pants, just as the song commanded.

Once more, Moonlight felt her inhibitions vanish into the ether as she lifted the human, her human, into the air via levitation and sat him down on the bed. He was briefly frightened by the sudden loss of autonomy, but the growing grin on his face told her it was excitement more than anything else. When he looked to be sitting comfortably, her horn lit once more and stripped her clothes away in an instant. She’d never felt so nervous about being naked in all her life. Not exactly helping the matter was how somepony, a stallion, a really really really cute stallion, was staring very intently at her breasts. Moonlight appreciated breasts as much as the next pony, but that was just it. All mares had breasts. They were nothing new or special. Yet the look Thomas was currently giving her served as a decent counter argument. She watched his own chest rise and deflate as he breathed deeply, no doubt unconsciously taking in more of her scent to fuel his own… desire. That was the word she’d been grasping for. A stallion was looking at her with desire. He wanted her, wanted to look at her, to feel her, to make a mare out of her, and she wanted him to want it. It also wouldn’t hurt if this stallion, who was able to satisfy an alicorn, wanted her to want it too.

“Wow,” was all Thomas could say as he ogled her fun bags and let his eyes crawl down her toned stomach, wide hips, and finally fall on her glistening pussy.

Moonlight fell to her knees before him, her breasts bouncing ever so slightly, and set her hands upon his lap to part his legs, only to stop when she felt mild resistance and looked at him curiously. As right as this felt, she was ready to stop in an instant if it looked like he wasn’t ready.

“Moonlight.” Thomas said sternly as he set his hands on her shoulders.

“Yes, Thomas?” She asked anxiously.

Thomas readied himself to take another steadying breath, but was pleasantly surprised to find he didn’t need it. “Moonlight Shield. Will you do me the honor of being my coltfriend, er, agh, fillyfriend?” Thomas asked through a forced grin, hoping against hope she hadn’t noticed his little slip up.

Moonlight chuckled to herself as she felt her stomach fill with butterflies. “Does one of those give me access to my man’s stallion meat?”

Thomas grinned as he leaned forward and kissed her on the nose. “It’s entirely possible.” He offered, opening his legs the rest of the way.

“Then why don’t I show you the full fillyfriend experience.” It wasn’t a question as Moonlight dove down and yanked his pants off in one fell swoop and tossed them across the room, not unlike a waiter removing a table cloth without disturbing its contents.

“Damn, girl.” Thomas blurted as he felt his erect dick meet the lukewarm air of Luna’s room. “You’ve got some skills.” He smiled, but Moonlight didn’t seem to hear him. At first he was worried she didn’t like what she saw, but the blank eyed stare she gave his erection as she inched closer suggested otherwise.

The mare was too busy gazing at her prize to answer. The first thing she noticed was that there was no sheathe, which made her rather uncomfortable at the thought that maybe it had been torn off or something. His balls were rather small as they hung limply between his legs. His shaft was about seven inches long and roughly an inch in diameter, making him about the size of an older colt. It was covered in veins and looked rather wrinkled in places with no medial ring. And as her eyes went up, she beheld the rounded mushroom head and had to swallow to keep from drooling.

“Moonlight?” Thomas inquired of his glass-eyed fillyfriend.

“Yes?” Moonlight panted, pelting her coltfriend’s erection with her hot breath.

A loving grin grew across Thomas face as he chuckled at how he’d surprised her.

Moonlight caught on and joined in his mirth. “S-sorry.” She tittered. “I promised the full fillyfriend experience, and then I get all buck-brained early.”

“Fillyfriend experience.” Thomas stated plainly. “What does that entail, exactly?”

“Well,” Moonlight shyly averted her gaze before returning her focus where it belonged. This kind of thing was a little embarrassing to talk about, especially now, but she’d do it if he wanted. “Typically the filly does things for her coltfriend to keep him happy.”

“You don’t say.” Thomas nodded as he released his grip of her shoulder and slid his right hand up her neck and across her scalp until his fingers touched her ear. It winced at the sudden contact, but soon relaxed under his continuing touch. “What kind of things?”

“Things like-oooooh!” Moonlight whimpered as those tiny fingers began kneading into her ear lobe. “Things like, ugh.” She tried to say again, but found herself leaning into his touch as he pressed her ear in all the right places. No pony had ever touched her like that before, so she had no idea she was this sensitive there. However her pulse redoubled when she felt his left hand creep up, bypass her other ear, and tentatively stroke the base of her horn. “Oh yes!”

Thomas grinned, proud of himself for earning such a reaction. He’d relaxed her with her ears, only to give her the faintest touch of bliss with her horn. “You still didn’t tell me what fillyfriends do.” He taunted.

Moonlight glared up at him. He was such a jerk to demand an explanation, only to tease her like that. She was going to have to make him pay. “Fillyfriends,” she panted as she cupped her left hand beneath his testicles, “give their coltfriends… tender attention.” Despite her confident tone, she was clearly inexperienced as she fondled his balls, though the enthusiasm and attention of her touch more than made up for it. With her right hand she gently stroked the underside of his shaft with the backs of her fingers, eliciting a shudder from him. It was burning to the touch, which only caused her own loins to ache with want.

“Tender?” Thomas asked.

“And loving.” Moonlight answered as she nuzzled the underside of his penis, inhaling deeply through her nose as she engorged herself on his musk. The mare lunged forward and took an experimental lick of the penis’ shaft, causing Thomas to shudder. “I like it.” Moonlight declared. “Sweet, yet also salty.”

“Ya don’t say.” Thomas groaned as she continued playing with his increasingly painful erection, batting it back and forth like it was her own personal toy.

Moonlight grinned and began pelting his penis with a series of adoring kisses until she came to the head. Smacking her lips once more, she parted them and lowered her muzzle over the phallus. As more and more of the appendage entered her mouth, the mare felt her mind become hazy at its heat combined with its amazing taste and intoxicating aroma. Her tongue eagerly ran along the underside of his dick, pressing it against the roof of her mouth. And when she looked up to find Thomas’ face twisted in pleasure, she was encouraged to go even further, to pleasure him even more. Continuing to knead his balls, her latest lick of his head was rewarded with a sweet taste of the pre that had been accumulating there. With the hand she’d been using for the shaft, she maneuvered downward until she found a damp spot between her legs.

“Moon!” Thomas threw his head back as more and more of his rod disappeared into the mare’s hungry maw with each bob of her head. He could feel everything, from the ridges of the roof of her mouth to the slipper texture of her tongue tasting everything that it could, all within the agonizingly wet confines of her mouth. She was humming now, which caused her mouth to vibrate amazingly as she pulled off just a little, only to go back down further than before. She licked and suckled greedily all across the appendage in her mouth, “Oh, fuck…” he grunted.

Moonlight giggled around his dick. She wasn’t sure what ‘fuck’ meant, but she could guess from the context. It meant that her stallion really liked what she was doing. Taking a quick break to swallow the excess saliva and salty pre, she breathed through her nose and promptly resumed her marely duty.

“M-Mooooooon!” Thomas whined in ecstasy. Suddenly needing to do something with his hands, he grasped the base of her horn and felt her briefly gag on his member. Wanting her to share in the pleasure, he began gently rubbing up along the shaft of the horn, much as he’d done with Luna in the past. With his other hand he began combing through her silken mane as he grunted and groaned.

Not one to be outdone, Moonlight lowered her muzzle the rest of the way down until the entire shaft was in her mouth. The idea that her stallion’s entire stallionhood was in her mouth was making her wild. It didn’t enter her throat, like how all her friends said it would, but that didn’t matter. Her stallion’s penis was in her mouth, it was delicious, and it was twitching. She could feel his pulse through his dick and it was quickening. He was close and she knew it. She continued bobbing her head with greater speed, taking the entirety of his length into her mouth each time.

Thomas shut his eyes as his body shook with pleasure at how Moonlight was expertly maneuvering her tongue and suckling him like a piece of candy. He could feel her swallowing around him and it was threatening to push him overboard. “M-Moonlight! C-cumming!” He warned.

Grateful for the heads up, Moonlight removed her grip of his testicles and wrapped her hand around his waist. She pressed her muzzle into his groin as hard as she could, his pubic hair tickling her nose. She sucked and swallowed all she could until finally she felt the swell and the final release. Moonlight moaned in delight as she felt strands of thick warm liquid shoot out into her mouth. Her tongue maneuvered desperately around the shrinking appendage to gather up as much of the delicious life essence filling her mouth as it could and send it to the back of her throat. She’d heard stories from friends about how a stallion’s seed tasted, but the stories didn’t do it justice and she practically purred in delight. Once the barrage of cum finally ended, she allowed her grip to relax as she no longer forced herself against his groin.

Thomas fell backwards onto the mattress, panting heavily as he slowly came down from his euphoric high. Aside from the warm sheets beneath his back, his mind zeroed in on the continued sounds of slurping. Pulling his head up, he found Moonlight continuing to lick and suckle at his now flaccid groin, making all manner of lewd noises as she did so. It was like a child who’d been offered to lick the bowl clean.

Moonlight beamed up at him, eyes filled with pride at her accomplishment. “My father would be so proud of me.”

Thomas couldn’t help but chuckle. God damn it! She just had to go and make it weird.

Moonlight then nuzzled gratefully into the now flaccid penis. “Is there more?” she asked almost innocently as her hands returned to his balls and remained on her sex respectively. Briefly she wondered whether or not that was an insensitive question, as she still wasn’t clear on just how long humans could go for.

Thomas just let out a long chortle. “Just give me a couple minutes to recharge.” He informed mirthfully.

Moonlight hummed acceptingly as she rubbed her snout beneath his limp penis. It twitched a little, but made no signs of coming back to life any time soon. “That’s fine,” she sighed contentedly. Her sex still ached, begging to be filled, but that much was to be expected. This was only their first time, after all.

“If it’s so fine, why are you still touching yourself?” Thomas asked mischievously.

Moonlight froze as she realized her hand had never left her crotch and quickly pulled it away. “S-sorry.” She said in a panic. “That… that was terribly rude.”

“And you say my customs are silly.” Thomas snickered. “But really, what’s rude about touching yourself at a time like this?”

“It’s, um…” It was still so weird to have to explain what to her seemed so obvious. “Well it’s selfish for the mare to, you know…”

“Keeping the engine warm and getting ready for the main event?” Thomas offered suggestively. “Because if that’s what you were doing, then by all means, don’t let me stop you. Or better yet,” he grunted as he pulled himself up, “if you’re worried about being selfish, why don’t you give me a taste?” He reached out his hand for the one that had been between the mare’s legs.

“You… you want a… taste?” Moonlight asked as she shuffled her fingers, playing with the sensation of the sticky substance between them.

Thomas just nodded with an inviting smile.

With much trepidation, Moonlight offered her hand. Thomas grasped her wrist gently and brought it up to his lips. He gently blew on them, grinning as she flinched from the heightened chill of her moist digits. Smacking eagerly, he parted his lips and pulled in her trigger and middle fingers. He moaned in delight as he ran his tongue along her fingers, suckling them for every square inch of their sweet juices.

Moonlight just stared in awe as her stallion suckled her fingers for her love juices. It was all so bizarre, but at the same time so arousing. Finally she felt him pull her hand away as a single strand of saliva connected her fingers with his lips. With a smack, Thomas grinned and uttered a single word.

“Vanilla.”

Moonlight clenched her teeth shut, but it only managed to muffle her squeal of desire. He mind was plagued with all manner of lewd thoughts of what he knew of human sex practices and what he could teach her. And if he could spill where Luna kept her stash of energy drinks, they could go at it all night until… the mare’s stomach growled, leading her to lower her gaze in embarrassment. She was hungry for more than just stallion meat at the moment.

Thomas just grinned in understanding. “We did kinda skip lunch, and those zoo snacks weren’t all that filling.” He said as he stood from the bed and walked over to the bell post on the wall. “I’m thinking pasta. What would you like?” He asked as he pulled a bell.

They didn’t have long to consider before a knock came to the door. Moonlight scrambled up to a more dignified position. Ignoring her jitteriness, Thomas invited the knocker in, not even noticing his own nudity as a mare maid entered the room. The maid smiled graciously and asked for their orders, which Thomas answered as two spaghettis, and which Moonlight amended with two glasses of wine. But just as the mare bowed and prepared to leave, her nostrils flared and her tail began to twitch. Embarrassed as he was, Thomas couldn’t help but chuckle as he shooed the maid out.

With a rather silly grin on his face, Thomas looked over at Moonlight. “I think somebody smelled you.”

Moonlight wished she knew a spell for invisibility.

“Seriously though,” Thomas continued in a mild ranting tone. “How exactly are concubines supposed to be discrete about anything when all a pony has to do is walk in the room to know what happened?”

“I don’t know.” Moonlight shrugged. “I guess they just find a way.”

“Well if you figure it out, be sure to let your coltfriend know, alright?” Thomas requested.

“I might.” Moonlight fluttered her eyelids playfully. “If he makes it worth my while.”

“Hmm.” Thomas stroked his chin, pretending to give the matter deep thought.

Oh me oh me oh my. This was a doozey. Once more cannibalizing the previously intended chapter, set when Talon was involved as something of a cheerleader to help get them going. Originally the pair were written as so much more awkward, sort of fumbling into a deeper relationship, and I’ll be honest that I miss the way that one flowed.

Regardless, Thomas and Moonlight are now officially dating/courting. They’re not herded yet, as there are protocols that need to be observed, but I think it’s a formality that readers and characters will enjoy. This clop wasn’t really my best, but it’s serviceable.