Author's Notes:

If you're wondering if The Looking Glass affected my writing any, the short answer is: yes, yes it did.

Dinner wrapped up without issues. Well, without any major issues. With these nine, nothing ever happened without any issues. Blaze always found a way to make an issue out of something. In this case, it was a flaming marshmallow tossed into Flash’s tent, completely by accident, or so he said anyway.

Taz wrote it off as he followed Nighttide into their tent. They had set them up in such a way as to provide some privacy, but they were close to provide help in case something happened. None of them had any illusions as to what Taz and Nighttide would get up to.

When they were both in their tent, Taz closed the zipper behind them. He logically knew that it wouldn’t keep in the sound, but it made him feel better. “You should have told me.”

Nighttide turned around, blinking. “I thought we went over this already?”

“I know you were afraid, but this is dangerous Nighttide. Had I known I would have told you to stay home. I mean, what about our daughter’s safety!”

Nighttide gave Taz an ‘are you bucking serious’ look. “You do know I fought my mom this morning, right?”

“You shouldn’t have!” She shot you in the chest! What if… you know!”

“Ugh, are all stallions this dumb?” Nighttide asked herself, rubbing her head with a hoof. “Taz, she’s a part of me. I can feel her, she’s fine.”

“You can’t blame me for worrying about my wife and foal!” Taz blurted out before he could stop himself.

Nighttide perked up. “Did you just call me your wife?”

The stallion opened his mouth and then shut it again, realizing what he had just said. He blushed as yet another secret had been spilled tonight. “Nighttide, as far as I’m concerned, you’ve been my wife in all but name only. I’ve been wanting to ask you for a while, but I just never found the right moment.” He paused, then stuttered. “I...I… would you? I mean—”

He never even had the chance to finish his question. Nighttide leapt at him, sweeping him off his hooves and kissing him deeply. “Yes, oh my, YES!”

The attack pushed the pony up on his hind hooves and then he fell over on his back. Hitting the side of the tent and almost going through it. Almost. The two of them slid down the side, Nighttide pressed up against him, their lips connected in a passionate kiss.

Taz wrapped his front hooves around her, trying to protect her from the two hoof fall to the ground. Nighttide chuckled as she pulled back, smiling as she saw the look of concern on his face. Her smile became a frown. “But this has to stop.”

“What?” Taz asked.

“Whatever this is.”

“Me loving you?” Taz said, confused.

“No, you’re trying to protect me.”

“I can’t help it.”

“Then help it, or I swear I’ll stay in my shadow form for a week!” Nighttide threatened him playfully.

“Should you do that with the baby?” Taz asked.

“TAZ!” she shouted before starting to tickle him.

“Alright, alright!” he admitted his defeat, laughing madly. “Stop, please!”

“Stop trying to protect me!”

Taz grabbed her sides with his hoof. The stiffness of them caused Nighttide to pause in her tickle attack and look him in the face. “Nighttide, I promise to never stop trying protecting you. I’ll give my life a hundred times over for you and my daughter.”

“Don’t!” she suddenly growled. “Don’t you ever swear to give your life for me. That’s not what I want! I want you, us, our family, to be together… forever.”

Taz smiled about that, but something tingled in his mind. She hasn’t considered that she’s going to outlive me.

“What’s wrong?” Nighttide asked now, noticing his new expression.

“I was just contemplating how long a lifespan you have. I wonder if It’s even possible for me to go all the way with you,” he said silently.

“We’ve gone all the way plenty of times,” Nighttide said, confused.

He brushed her sky-blue mane out of her eyes. “Nighttide. Your real age is almost five hundred years. Timespire put you in this body, he regressed you to a sixteen-year-old. That means, guaranteed, you’ll live for at least five hundred more years. A lot longer based on Luna’s lifespan.”

“Taz, please. I never wanted to think about it. Do you know why?” He shook his head and she smiled. “Because you’re my life. Even when you start getting old, I will stay by your side. And I already faced a fact. As soon as you leave this world, I’ll leave it with you, to stay at your side forever.”

He raised a hoof to wipe a tear from her eye. “Even if I ask you not to?”

“Why would you do that if we could live forever in another world once our bodies ceased to exist? I would happily follow you,” Nighttide said.

“Because,” Taz said, a tear starting to fall from his own eye, “I plan on giving you every second of my life for as long as I can. Our daughter is to be the first of many, many foals I want to have with you. I want you to stay around for them. To remeber me, and when your times comes, then you’ll join me.”

Nighttide had another idea. One she had thought of many times, but never spoken of. “Taz… If I could find a way to extend your life… to… to make you live on with me… Would you do it?”

“I’d fight every second to be with you Nighttide. Every moment we have is precious to me. You know that.”

“I was hoping you’d say that. Count it as a promise that I will live every single second at your side and that we will find a way to be able to stay together, forever,” the mare whispered while burying her muzzle into his coat.

“Just… let’s promise each other to not waste the time we have, okay?” I don’t want you wasting what time we do have on a fool's errand.

“Promised,” Nighttide smiled.

He reached up and kissed her again. The two of them pressed their lips together, meeting again. Nighttide felt herself melting into his touch, even more so when she felt his tongue asking for entry into her mouth. She parted her lips and allowed the slimy, warm appendage in without a second’s hesitation.

For Taz, everything felt different. He was no longer kissing Nighttide, daughter of Luna and the love of his life. He was kissing the mother of his foal, his fiancee, his wife-to-be. When she gently met his tongue with her own, and the two engaged in an intricate ballet dance with one another, they were doing so as more than lovers, but as a couple in every aspect of the word now.

Luna, why did I wait so long?

His thoughts were cut off as she pulled back, smiling at him. She was simply the most sexy, gorgeous mare he had ever known, even beating out his sister Aurora, at least in his eyes anyway.

“So, does this mean I’ll get a ring?” Nighttide asked, grinning.

“My heart’s not enough?” Taz asked.

Nighttide chuckled. “You know it is.”

“And you know I’ll get you a ring, the biggest most expensive ring in all of Canterlot.”

“You know what they say, if you like it you put a ring on it.”

“So I need one for your pussy too?”

Nighttide laughed. “You know it’d just fall out when I changed forms.”

“So we could do it over and over?”

“Oh, kinky boy. Of course we do that and I’ll get you one for my favorite spot.”

“Ehhh... never mind.”

“Mhh, I thought you like it kinky?” Nighttide purred.

Taz smiled. “I do.”

“Well, then let’s move on, after all, I’m getting cold down here,” she mocked him, slightly rubbing her hips forward.

Taz licked his lips as she started to move her hips up his body. Nighttide took her time, grinding herself along the larger stallion’s hips, over his sheath and his emerging cock, up his abs and chest, until she was sitting with her marehood inches from his hungry, hungry muzzle.

He wasn’t even hesitating for a second. He gently kissed her wonderful marehood, teasing her along with slight nips and licks. Nighttide was immediately putty in his hooves, loving his teasing tongue work oh so much. Sometimes she needed it right there and quickly, but she simply loved his foreplay and was more than happy to give into it.

Taz licked along the outside of her labia. Watching with smile as she grew wet from his saliva and her own sweet, sweet nectar. He teased herd, even going part of the way down her thighs before turning around and heading in the opposite direction.

She tasted like she always did. Her smooth fur on the top of his tongue, sweat and moisture dancing and mixing with the taste of the forest itself. Hungrily he licked and licked, ensuring that every inch of both her thighs were nice and clean before staring at the wettest spot of them all.

“You’re going to tease me tonight, aren’t you?” Nighttide asked. Already feeling the heat in her loins growing almost unbearable.

Taz puckered his lips and blew lightly up and down her slit. Watching as the mare’s juices traveled alongside her already puffy lips.

Nighttide moaned in response. “Taz…”

The stallion nuzzled her marehood with his nose, earning yet another moan from her. “What can I say? I gotta treat the mother of my foals right.”

“I’d say you were treating me fine this morning.”

“Then consider this the… extra special treatment,” Taz said as he raised his front hooves and started to lightly massage her cutie marks. Nighttide was close; close to simply grabbing his muzzle and shoving it into her marehood. The fire in her loins was burning uncontrollably now: a raging inferno that threatened to consume her very essence.

Just when she was reaching her edge—the very limits of her endurance—where she’d do just that—the night-black earth pony placed his tongue an inch below the bottom of her slit and licked. He licked slowly in one long drawn-out motion, only coming to an end after passing an inch over the top of her slit.

“Ohhhhhh…” she couldn’t stop herself from letting out one long-drawn out moan. The feeling of his tongue was like lightning shot through her body, exciting her in ways that only he could.

Each time he could feel her body tense up. He could feel her hips tighten even through his massage of her flank. But mostly, he could taste her. Each lick caused the mare to practically leak juices, coating his tongue in her wonderful taste.

Nighttide was about to lose every form of resistance she had, flowing over the edge thanks to the wonderful tongue of her lover, and her soon-to-be husband. Every single one of his served licks made her run, against her resistance, to her edge, threatening to shove her over with a powerful buck.

It was true that the mare was older than him. Far, far older for that matter. However, they had both had their sexual awakenings together. They were both each other’s first. And with no way to stop them, they had explored that aspect of their bodies at every chance they had. Nighttide knew all of the little things Taz loved, all the spots on his form that, simply, made the stallion go wild.

Taz knew Nighttide’s too, and he had no compunction about holding back, especially now that they were engaged. He felt her. He felt the subtle movement of her flanks, the familiar tense and release of her muscles. The stallion was waiting for the perfect moment.

That moment came at the end of the third lick. For it was in that lick that Nighttide’s clit was fully distended. He trailed around it with his tongue, licking the edges in a circle before giving it a slight flick with the tip.

Nighttide’s back arched, her wings shot out, and her body tensed in epic longing. She shouted now, unable to hold back, “TAZZZ!”

It was then when Taz stopped licking the outside and went inside. He plunged his tongue as deep into her as he could get it. Forcing it past her tightened walls, a process made easier by the sheer wetness inside.

Nighttide was shot off the cliff and plunged head first into a river of pleasure. She almost fell back—and would have—if Taz hadn’t moved his hooves up to catch her. She felt the fire in her loins flicker and die as it was extinguished by the river that poured into an ocean that was emptying out into a waiting, and very eager, muzzle.

Taz did his absolute best to not waste a drop. Sadly, he needed a muzzle about one and a half times as big as the one he had for that to be a possibility. When she was with him, Nighttide had no compunction about anything; she simply loved to please her stallion, and he loved to please his mare. So when she came, she came.

He drank down her juices, enjoying the taste he knew he would never get enough of. Even then, he could feel the sides of his muzzle and chest getting wet. It wasn’t bad... yet. But the night was still young.

Nighttide panted heavily, slowly calming down. As soon as she found her breath back, she smiled gently. “We’re not done yet.”

“How right you are,” he whispered huskily as he let her slide down, bringing her back muzzle to muzzle with him.

The two kissed, Nighttide enjoying the taste of herself in his mouth before she pulled back and said, “If that’s how you’re going to treat me now that I’m a mommy, I guess I have to up my game for you, daddy.”

“Nighttide?”

“Yes?”

Taz blushed. “With the foal… can I still… you know… what we did last time… a bit deeper?”

Nighttide smiled lustfully. “Taz, at that time I was already pregnant, so I doubt it will be a problem.”

“I guess we really don’t have a playbook on what one can and can’t do with a pregnant shadow lover.”

“We’ll write it together, just the two of us,” Nighttide said as she started to leave little kisses on his muzzle, working her way to his neck, and then chest.

Taz cooed as he felt her work her way down, knowing what was coming and loving every little bit of it. The two had done everything they could do to each other, or at least, everything they had found so far. They were always hunting for other things and ways to surprise each other.

Needless to say that their minds were flooded with ideas they hadn’t try yet, and Taz was not exactly shy about asking others for tips. Ataxia was proving to be his go-to for most new things, at least when he could get her alone.

Nighttide continued working her way down his chest. She slid her flank back, feeling his hardening member stiffen. It wasn’t at full mast yet, but it was only a matter of time until that happened. She moved her flank back, letting it pop free right in front of her.

Taz saw her glared hungrily at it. “This is why you’ve been… well… more horny lately, isn’t it?”

“No, not the only reason. I simply want to devour you on every single chance I get!”

“You’d eat me if you could, wouldn’t you?” Taz asked seductively.

Nighttide smiled and moved her head to his sheath, then kissed the base of his cock. “Mind,” she started saying as she licked around the main shaft “Body.” She worked her way up to his tip, already glowing with pre, “soul. But only if you could come back out so we could do it again, and again.”

Taz cooed with each and every touch of her lips, the sensation of her breathing, and the feel of her licks on his sensitive rod. He loved her, he loved her touch, her taste, and her smell. He simply loved everything about her. She was his everything.

His muzzle fell open when she stuck the head of his shaft into her maw. Her tongue played over his tip, licking the top before massaging the sides. Taz had to resist every urge to buck, to take her then and there. They had been down that route before, and while fun, it was not what they were doing tonight. Tonight was all about showing each other what they meant to one another, tonight was their first time together as fiancée.

Nighttide didn’t pull back; she had no need. The mare kept moving down, taking his full head into her muzzle and continuing further and further. She moved her tongue back and forth, tasting him, tasting everything about him as she felt more and more of his pre-cum on the back of her tongue.

Taz groaned as she pleased him like no other mare could. Sliding down his member more and more, her tongue gently continued its work around his girth. She hummed happily as he moaned, loving the sound she was the reason for.

Despite her best attempts over the last five months, she had never been able to take him all, not in her mouth anyway. Luna help her, that was going to change tonight. She felt his flare about to touch the back of her throat, and yet she still had another six inches before she had taken all of him.

She recalled Ataxia’s advice and relaxed her throat while fake swallowing. The trick worked, and she pushed him past, into her esophagus and kept moving down.

Taz was used to a lot from his mare, his wife. But this was new even to him. He gasped as he felt a tightness he had never truly known before. A tightness that only increased as his love pushed past her barrier and kept lowering her muzzle one inch at a time.

Nighttide kept lowering her head, feeling him pulse inside her throat, lubricating her insides with his pre as he kept leaking cum directly into her esophagus. She kept swallowing, almost as if she were eating a rope. In a way, she kind of was.

Taz watched her muzzle three inches from his stomach, and then two. He was one part amazed at just how much she had taken and three parts overcome with sheer pleasure of it.

Nighttide was more than familiar with her stallion’s length and girth. She had experienced it in full in both of her other holes, but today was the day she would know it in her mouth. She knew when it was coming by the position of his medial ring. She could feel it in her mouth going deeper and deeper, almost to the point where it would be at the entrance to her throat.

She had no hope of taking it past that point, but not even Taz was that big. She knew she had one inch left but resisted the urge to simply take it all at once. That would only lead to her gagging and a temporary halt to their fun times while they cleaned up.

Nighttide controlled herself, forcing herself to keep swallowing, to go slowly the rest of the way down his length. So engrossed in what she was doing that Nighttide was taken completely by surprise when her muzzle hit something soft and warm. Opening her eyes she saw that now, at last, she had finally done it.

“Nighttide, I love you so much,” Taz said between soft moans that escaped his lips.

Nighttide grunted, her mouth a little full to be able to talk. However, that wasn’t her only reply. The mare started to raise her head and then lower it again, allowing Taz to fuck her throat.

He didn’t last long; he couldn’t. It was simply too tight, too good, too pivotal for him to be able to hold back. The second time she hilted herself on his member, Taz screamed out, “I’m cumming.”

Ataxia had told her about this part too. With much envy, she had told her to treat it like a drink and swallow, that pulling back at this point would only trigger her gag reflex.

Nighttide did as she was taught, feeling his member pulse in her throat and unleash a torrent of seed halfway down her esophagus and to her stomach. She drank everything he had to offer, everything that he gave to her and only to her. Only when she felt his member settle down, only when she felt him settle down and relax, did she start to pull off.

Pulling off was much the same as going down. She took it slowly, careful to not go to quick and to give her body time to adjust. Only when she felt her throat relax and the flare of his member in her mouth did she increase her speed and let his semi-hard dick pop free in front of him.

“Taz I—”

She never got a chance to finish her sentence. Before she could say more than two words Taz grabbed her and kissed her. Not caring where her mouth was, after all, if she was willing to do that for him, who was he to say it was somehow disgusting. He loved her and everything she did.

Nighttide melted into the kiss, she pushed her tongue into his mouth, something he was more than happy to receive as the two celebrated this latest achievement, the latest barrier that had crumbled between the two.

When their kiss broke, she lowered her muzzle and smiled. “I love you.”

“I love you too, and I’ll spend the rest of my life showing you how much.”

“How about we just start with tonight?”

“My thoughts exactly.”

They all watched Taz and Nighttide ‘subtly’ call it a night and head to their tent. No one there had any illusions that those two would not soon be in the throes of ecstasy. Some of them were disgusted by it, some were jealous, and some had plans of their own. Vela was one of those with such plans.

“Well Flash, since your tent was burned down, I guess you’re sleeping with me tonight?”

“I thought he’d just share my tent,” Blaze said.

“Actually, I want you to sleep with Dayspring. I’m still technically grounded from sleeping with him or mom.”

“Letter of the law but not the spirit?” Starlight asked with a smile.

“Exactly,” Vela said with a shit eating grin.

“Don’t I have a say in this?” Flash asked.

“Nope,” Vela said. “Besides, I promised to show you something tonight.”

“Why do I have the feeling that I should be scared by now?” Flash added dryly.

“Oh, shut up,” Vela said with a roll of her eyes as she moved to get up. “It’s not like I bite.”

“Biting can be fun,” Starlight said before she could help herself. When everyone turned with wide eyes to stare at her, she blushed and lowered her head.

Echoside grinned at Starlight. “Hey, talking about biting. You didn't pack anything so it's my tent for you.”

If anything, that caused the blue unicorn’s blush to grow even more pronounced. “Have fun you two,” Ana said with a shit-eating grin.

“Shut up, we’re not doing that!”

“Sure,” her sister smiled and blew her a raspberry as Starlight got up.

Vela chuckled as she walked over to Blaze with her brother’s sleeping form in her claws. The little guy had fallen asleep thirty minutes ago and she knew from experience that he’d be out like a light for most of the night. “Do you mind?”

Blaze just looked at him. With a smile he shook his head no and made to take him from her. “I’m trusting you here, don’t let me down.”

The obvious threat there made him pause for a second. But only a second. He took the sleeping hippogriff in his hooves. “I won’t let anything happen to him. But… don’t hurt my brother, okay?”

“I can't promise that to a hundred percent,” Vela grinned.

“Oh dear,” Flash mumbled before being gripped by the hippogriff and pulled to her tent.

Blaze held a sleeping Dayspring as he and Ana watched Starlight and Echoside leave for their military tent, and Flash and Vela left for her tent. “He’s bucked, isn’t he?” Blaze asked.

“Oh yeah,” Ana replied with a smile.

Flash found himself gulping as he was practically thrown inside of Vela’s tent. She followed soon after and zipped it up with a claw. The pegasus reached around until he found the magical lamp and lit it.

“God’s would you just settle down?” Vela asked.

“Sorry,” Flash stated.

“And quit fighting,”

“Sorry.”

“And quit saying sorry.”

“So—”

Vela giggled a little.

Flash blushed and looked down at the rather comfortable floor of her tent. “I know you didn’t want to tell them this soon. I—”

“Shit happens,” Vela said with a shrug of her shoulders. Then she paused. “Thanks by the way. For, you know, saying what you said.”

“I know it’s hard for you too… um… show your emotions.”

“It’s not hard, I just… don’t see a reason to.”

“Vela, you don’t have to—”

“Flash, you really want to continue this line of questioning or shall we get to some more fun stuff?”

“Vela… I…”

“That's good enough for me,” the hippogriff said before jumping at him, pressing her beak against his muzzle and kissing him deeply.

The kiss was so surprising that Flash almost jumped back. He tensed up, ready for anything, even as her beak pressed against his lips. Even still, he couldn’t help but fall back. That was something Vela took pride in, as she was now laying on top of the pegasus. Her tongue pushed itself past his lips, demanding entry into his mouth.

Flash had no chance of keeping her out. He didn’t even try and simply allowed the invader entry. She tasted him, the inside of his mouth and gums before growing a little bored in his lack of participation.

“If you want this to be a night full of lust between us, you do your work now. Else you can sleep outside on the ground.”

“Sorry, it’s hard to be relaxed when you jump on me.”

“Because I want my coltfriend; is that so hard to understand?” She asked with a smile, which became a frown as he didn’t seem to relax one bit. She sighed and rolled her eyes before remembering the ‘other’ thing they were supposed to do. “You know what, sit up.”

“What?” Flash asked as Vela got up off him.

“You heard me, sit up, on your haunches, now.”

He stared at her confused, but did as she said.

With a seductress smile, she walked up until she was an inch from his muzzle. “Now, spread em.”

“What?”

She had to resist the urge to kick him out right then and there. Colts can be so dumb at times. “Your wings, spread them.”

He stared at her in fear, but just as with her last order, he obeyed and spread both his wings out. Something only achievable thanks to the size of Vela’s tent. Being an empress she had all sorts of luxurious things.

She moved her eyes from his and to his left wing. “Flash, these are shameful.”

This girl is bi-polar or something! Flash thought as his eyes took in what he was seeing.

“They look fine to me.”

“OUCH!” he shouted as she yanked out one of his secondary feathers in the most painful way possible.

“You call that fine?” She waved with the broken feather in front of his muzzle. “Most of them are done! Unusable anymore!”

“It’s just a little bent, I don’t see the problem. I fly just fine.”

She glared at him, “I don’t know if you're dumb, or ignorant.” At those words she started to pace in front of him, every few seconds she looked back at him. “I’m going to assume ignorant because my coltfriend is not dumb.”

“Vela, you don’t ne—”

“Here’s what we’re going to do. Everything in your head you thought you knew about wing maintenance. Forget it right now. I’m going to show you the right way to do it.”

“Vela, my dad—”

“Your dad’s a bucking unicorn!”

Flash shut his muzzle, not knowing if he should be scared, or hurt by her voice.

Vela paused as she saw the look on his face. She sat back and sighed. “Sorry. I didn’t meant to—”

“Yeah you did,” Flash said, taking pride in this being the first time tonight that he got to interrupt her. “You did this on purpose, and we both know it. But if you think I’ll stay here and listen to you insult my family and me--he one you call coltfriend--you’re wrong.”

“Flash, listen—”

“No, you listen now.” Flash raised a hoof and pushed into her chest as he stared her straight in the eyes. “This feels like you are only playing with my heart and my feelings, and I don't like it one bit.”

“I'm not playing with you; my feelings are real!” Vela burst out. “This is just… I only have one setting…”

Flash shook his head. “No, I’ve seen the other side of you, the side you showed me these last two nights, the side that comes out when you’re with your brother. That’s the side I agreed to be a coltfriend to. I expect you to be you, but I’m not a toy for you to use and abuse, Vela. If you can’t handle that, maybe I should go sleep outside.”

She glared at him, wondering if he was serious or not. He was, very.

The hippogriff lowered her head. “Sorry.”

Flash smiled warmly and walked up to her, nuzzling her gently until she looked up on her own. “Now what were you saying about preening?”

She looked up, shocked. “You still want to?”

“As you said, my dad’s a unicorn. If they’re as bad as you said, maybe I do need to learn a new way, and who better to teach me than you?”

“I can’t promise I won’t be mean about it.”

Flash laughed. “As long as you keep in mind that I’m an equal part of this relationship, I can take it.”

“Maybe I was right to chose you as my coltfriend, after all,” Vela said gently, looking at Flash who thought to see a loving gaze for the first time this evening from her.

He kissed her forehead and respread his left wing for her to examine. “Now, what were you saying?”

Vela smiled once before moving back to the wing. That smile became a frown as she examined the damaged and bent feathers. “Maybe… maybe we can save a few of these.”

Flash gulped. “A few?”

“I’m trying to be optimistic here,” Vela said with a sigh as she moved to his primary feathers. She held up a claw and ran it along the rachis of the feather. The action was taken simply to straighten it out so she could point out things he needed to look out for. But for Flash it felt as wonderful as when she ran her claws up his dick. “You see this one, the vane is torn here and here. It’s minor, but in flight you’re not going to be able to achieve as much lift.“

There was no answer from him and Vela looked at him before noticing his stare. “Hey, Vela to Flash, would you give me your attention? First the work and then the pleasure!”

“S-sorry,” Flash mumbled.

Vela grinned as she saw the effect on him. She had hoped that this whole situation would drive him up the wall, but with the state of these wings, she suspected that it might prove to be more painful than pleasurable. “Now if these were my wings, I’d pull it and let another grow out in its place. But given the state of your wings, I don’t want you to be grounded after this so I’m going to let it slide.”

“What.. what do your wings look like?” Flash asked.

Vela shrugged and extended her left wing right in front of his face. He gasped as every pure-white feather looked perfect, flawless, and pristine. “How did you…”

“My mom, she was a model after all so she knows a lot of tricks to keeping up their appearances. Honestly, I’m surprised your mom didn’t teach you.”

Flash lowered his head at mention of that.

“Oh, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to—”

“No, it’s… it’s fine. My dad insisted, especially when we, you know…”

“Started to get excited by it?” Vela asked.

“You too?”

“Yes, even girls get horny, Flash. You should know that by now.”

“Sorry,” Flash said. “It’s all so new with you.”

Vela smiled and pecked him on his muzzle. “And I’m happy to show you everything.”

“Mhh can’t wait for it,” Flash replied, then surprised her as he caught her in a deep kiss.

She squealed in surprise but gave into his kiss. It left her with a smile, but it didn’t stop her from raising a claw to prevent a second one. “Work first.”

“Fine fine,” Flash replied.

Vela booped him on the nose and then turned back to his wings. “Now this next one, it’s not bad but it’s twisted. See here?” She gestured to where the feather was. Flash could see it, it was a little twisted, but didn’t see a problem with it. “All you gotta do is take it in your muzzle and gently twist the quill light at the calamus.”

She said muzzle, but she used her claws. Her actions brought upon the same feelings he would have when he preened himself. A soft coo escaped his lips at her actions.

Vela smiled at that, she then immediately moved on to the third primary and yanked it out as quickly as she could. This time, she had done it not to make a point, but just to get it over with.

“Ouch, Vela, what the hell?”

She held up the new white feather and showed him. “The rachis is bent here and here, the vanes are torn and the after-feathers are basically non-existent. There was nothing we could do for this one.”

“You could have warned me.”

“It’ll hurt worse if you know it’s coming.”

He pouted. “Fine, but you have to make up every single one!”

She giggled and yanked out another. “I already promised you pleasure after the work, so keep calm.”

Flash tensed up , hissing through his teeth as he expected a lot more of this. The pegasus was in for a surprise though. “Oh, these aren’t bad at all,” Vela stated as she moved from removal to simple maintenance for the next three.

Simple maintenance left Flash with the exact opposite feelings from when she yanked out his other feathers. Vela knew what she was doing, what felt good, and what felt awesome. Flash had been right when he called her out, he wasn’t like the others, he was… he was special to her. She needed to treat him the way he deserved.

The way my coltfriend deserves, she thought with a smile.

Vela continued to take care of his feathers, only stopping to tell him something important or giving some tips on keeping them in shape. She also noticed Flash getting more and more into it with every second, made clear by his semi-hard stallionhood slowly emerging from his sheath.

The look on Flash’s face was too cute to her. She blushed and moved back to his feather before stopping and smiling to herself as she realized there were only two more feathers and they both needed to just be straightened.

Vela lightly ran the tip of her claws down the rachis, taking the vanes between two digits and straightening them as she moved all the way down to the tips. There, she lightly started to play with the edges, brushing up against them and acting like the stallion she was helping wasn’t rock hard now.

“Vela, that feels amazing.” Flash said, doing his absolute best to keep his hoof off his dick. It was all but begging for attention now.

Vela glanced down to it and then back up to his face. “We’re not done with this wing yet, next we gotta apply… the oil.”

Flash felt his member twitch below him the way she said that. Vela smiled and ran her claw tips along the base of his wing. Stimulating the calamus into oil production.

Flash shuddered as he felt it, almost causing him to blow right there and then.

“I’m guessing you never get to this part on your own?” Vela asked with a smile.

Flash shook his head; his dad mentioned something about this, but for the past few years he’d do it, he would’ve stopped long before now, or more exactly, he’d have beaten off before now.

Vela laughed inwardly. She ran her claw tips down each feather, putting a nice shine on each one. When she finished coating oil over the rest of his wing, she saw just how close he was to cuming. He only needs one little push.

Vela licked the bridge connecting to the innermost feathers. It wasn’t pleasant for her, as it left the girl with a tongue coated in oil, but the effect it had on Flash was more than worth it.

“Oh dear Luna…” Flash moaned as for the first time in his life, he came without even touching his cock.

Vela watched as three good squirts of cum shot from his dick. He made good distance too, shooting the sticky white liquid a good three hooves away. The next three squirts simply dribbled out, coating his stick in his juices.

She smiled, leaned down, and cleaned him off with her tongue, which caused Flash’s eyes to widen, and, more importantly, his dick to stay semi-hard.

Vela noted that between the taste of cum or oil, she definitely preferred cum. Not that the former tasted that good to begin with, it was just easier to clean up the mess this way. She moved her mouth off his cock, but, notably, kept her claw on it.

With a smile she said, “Now you preen the other wing, and every time you do right, I’ll do right by you.”

There was no doubt in his mind what she meant. With a grin, Flash folded his left wing to his side and extended his right. In reply, Vela started to lightly massage his shaft, giving him just a taste of what was to come.

Luna, I love this girl.

It was with nervous apprehension that Starlight followed Echoside to her tent. Her marefriend had been right: She hadn’t had time to pack a single thing; not even the armor Echoside had made for her. That being said, she also didn’t know what Echoside had planned for their ‘shared’ time in their tent.

Does she want to… do I want to… are we going to...

Starlight couldn’t even finish her thoughts, mainly because she legitimately didn’t know the answer to the questions. She was scared but excited. Anxious but confident. Nervous but composed. The dichotomy of emotions that were running through her body made her feel like she needed to throw up.

Somehow, her hooves never stopped following Echoside. When she walked into the tent, she was met by the last thing she had expected: A leathery wing slapped her right in the face.

“Hey, what the hay?” Starlight said, more shocked than offended.

“You look like you’re ready to jump out of your fur, Starlight. Relax, I only bite if you let me.”

“I’m… I’m actually more nervous about this… To sleep right next to you,” Starlight said.

Echoside smiled gently. “Starlight, sleeping in a tent together doesn’t mean that we have to do it. I would never force you to do anything you weren’t ready for.”

But that’s just it… am I?

Starlight gave her a kind smile, one that said she truly did appreciate the older mare waiting for her to decide. It went a long way to calming her down. “Thanks, Echoside.”

“I see you still can’t relax. How about we just sit down and talk? You ask me what you want to know about me and maybe tell me a bit more about you?” Echoside asked.

Starlight thought of it, before smiling. “You know what? I’d love that.” At those words, Starlight moved to the center of the tent and laid down on her stomach with her front hooves tucked underneath her. Echoside smiled and followed suit. It wasn’t exactly a big tent, more of a standard issue guard tent, but it was large enough for them She scooched up to Starlight’s side and sat down right next to her, and their coats couldn’t help but touch.

“Tell me about your moms,” Starlight said.

Echoside chuckled. “What would you like to know? There’s so much to talk about.”

“Just how they are, who they are… etcetera.”

“Well, my moms are Night Moon and Velvet Sky. Night Moon is just like my grandma’s, a stubborn bat-pony.” Echoside giggled before continuing. “Her head was always full of her duty and Velvet, nothing more. Well, and me of course.”

“She sounds lovely.”

“She is. She got her coat from Blue Moon and her short, jet black mane from Night Watch. Sometimes I think she’s cute.” Starlight gave the mare a deadpan stare. “Don’t look at me like that! Yeah, I think my mom’s cute.”

“What about Velvet Sky?”

“She’s way different. She’s not even part of the main guards. She works in Luna’s Skywatcher Team, some elite unit that patrols our borders. She’s tough, but loves me and my mom for all she’s worth. In duty you wouldn’t see an emotion slip from her, but in private, she’s just outright sappy.”

“What does she look like?” Starlight asked, interested.

“She had a light-grey coat, but her mane… her mane looks like my grandma Blue Moon’s eyes. It’s unusual, but it fits her. Pinkish-red looks good on grey if you ask me.” Echoside giggled again.

“Your family sounds wonderful,” Starlight said. She was pressing her coat deeper against Echoside’s. “Why’d you leave them to join the guard?”

“It’s what we do. At sixteen we’re out of the house and make our own way,” Echoside said.

“That sounds awful.”

“No, it’s just our way. I knew it was coming and left to do my own thing. Believe it or not I wanted to go to the Crystal Empire and work on their jousting armor.”

“Those are gorgeous!”

“And the way they’re made…” Echoside’s voice trailed off as she remembered learning about them.

“But then Luna…”

The dreamy look on Echoside’s face drifted away. “Princess Luna. She… she came to me in my dreams, told me that I had a future in the guard, that if I joined I’d see things that I could never hope to see in my life. That my heritage made me special in a way I’d never know.”

“I can’t believe Luna would do something like that to you.”

“It’s considered an honor to be visited by Luna.” Echoside’s voice said it was anything but for her. “Don’t you remember what I told you? I declined her in my dreams, so she dragged me to the applications about four days after the visit. She kinda forced me to join.” The bat-pony chuckled.

Starlight’s muzzle was hanging open as she tried to overlay this Princess Luna she was learning about to the one she knew. They just seemed like two different ponies to her. That being said, she’d never asked the Princess of the Night about her personal guard or how she ran them before either.

“How’s your family?” Echoside asked, hoping to change the subject. That wasn’t really a conversation she enjoyed having.

“Huh? Oh, my moms are great. Shimmering Night is actually my birth mother. She was the first alicorn ever born and is actually a demigod. You think we have it bad with two moms? She’s got three. She can co—”

“Starlight, I didn’t ask for her life background, I wanted to know how she is, you know, as a mom.”

“Oh,” Starlight said, blinking. “She’s um… good I guess?”

“You guess?”

“Well, she’s busy, you know. Before she was poisoned, my mom took over the night from Luna when she was on monster hunter duties. She tried to be there as much as she could, but for the most part I spent my days with Grandma Twilight.”

“So Princess Twilight Sparkle can rule over the days and make time to take care of you but your own mother can’t?”

“It’s not like that!”

“What’s it like?”

“I… umm…”

Echoside smiled. “Starlight, I won’t spread anything around you tell me, so just tell me.”

“I miss her,” Starlight said, looking down. “I know she tries to make time for us, and that she’s a princess, and that she has a responsibility to all of Equestria. I know all that, I do, but… doesn’t she have responsibilities to her daughter too? I mean…”

Echoside wrapped a wing around her and brought her in closer. Starlight looked up at her, on the verge of tears but thankful for the contact all the same. “It’s worse now that she’s sick.”

“Sick?” Echoside asked.

“You really don’t pay attention to what happens with your own princesses do you?” Starlight asked, chuckling slightly.

“Generally when I hear Princess Anything-Other-Than-Luna, I zone out.”

Starlight smiled softly. “I hope that changed.”

“Yes, it did,” Echoside said. “Because one cute princess actually snuck into my heart.”

Starlight couldn’t help but feel her heart flutter. Before she was aware of it, she moved forward and pressed her muzzle on Echoside’s, lips meeting lips in a passionate kiss. When they broke apart, Starlight found herself disappointed that they didn’t go any further than a kiss. The issue was still the same though, How much further do I want to go?

“So, you were saying she’s sick?”

Starlight took a deep breath. “She’s the Demigoddess of Magic. Commander of magic, all magic falls to her. When we went to rescue Taz from Tartarus, the portal closed behind us. Night was the only one with the ability to open it again, but she had exhausted herself saving her brother’s life. To do it, she had to command the magic of Tartarus, the dead magic that was left over. It… It… It poisoned her.”

“Can’t she just cure it with our magic?”

Starlight shook her head. “She was able to stave off the really bad effects for a while, but every time she’d use her ability, it’d get worse. She’s dying Echoside, she’s dying and there’s nothing we can do about it.”

Echoside held her close, feeling the mare’s tears fall freely. “I told my mom not to lose hope, that we will find a way, but look at me now, I-I… I can’t do it, I—”

Echoside shushed her and simply held Starlight until she felt like the unicorn was ready to speak again. “Tell me about her, your other mom.”

“Ataxia?”

“Yes, her.”

“She’s… well… Ataxia.”

“That’s not a description.”

Starlight found herself doing something strange, she started laughing. “She’s her own description.”

“Hm, will you finally start telling me or do I have to tickle you and believe the rumours?” Echoside asked playfully.

Starlight blushed. “It’s like trying to describe the sun to somepony that’s never seen light.”

“Okay, you wanted it,” Echoside said before lifting her wing and start to tickle Starlight on the side of her belly.

Starlight laughed and fought against it, or at least, acted like she fought against it. The unicorn all but rolled over, giving echoside even easier access to her sensitive belly as she put up only a token defence at the mare’s attack.

Echoside grinned at the display and now used both her wings to tickle Starlight. Then she stopped, looking down at the unicorn.

“Something wrong?” Starlight asked.

Echoside smiled. “No. Just admiring my beautiful marefriend.”

The blue unicorn blushed as she folded one hoof in on itself. Without asking permission or needing Echoside to take the lead, she reached up and kissed the mare again. This time she opened her muzzle and started to push her tongue into the bat-ponies mouth.

Echoside accepted, letting the unicorn’s tongue dance and tangle with her own. They met in her mouth and massaged each other tenderly, almost as if it was simply natural for them to be there together. She felt the expectation of Starlight. The unicorn was expecting to feel her fangs again, to feel the sensation of being penetrated, of giving herself to the pony she was growing to love.

Echoside didn’t give her what she wanted. She played with her tongue but when the unicorn started to dance her appendage across the mare’s fangs, she pulled back, not letting her cut herself open again.

“W-what’s wrong?” Starlight asked, confused.

Echoside fought the urge to be angry, more at herself than anything else. “What’s wrong is you’re not my meal, Starlight. You’re my marefriend.”

“I know that.”

“Do you? Then why is it everytime we kiss you seem to be wanting me to feed from you?”

Starlight blushed. “Because I know what it means to makes me yours.”

“You’re already mine,” Echoside said, “and I’m already yours.”

“Yeah, but… I mean, um…”

“Starlight it means something because it enhances what we have, it’s not all we have. That only cheapens it.”

“But… we—”

“I’m just saying relax, Starlight. Let’s let the moment carry us and not go in it expecting anything.” Echoside kissed Starlight again, and this time, she lightly captured the mare’s tongue between her fangs and pulled only a little. Not piercing, but just lightly nipping. “When we expect something from the other, it only makes it less special when it actually happens.”

Starlight nodded her understanding. “Sorry, I know I have a lot to learn.”

Echoside smiled at her. “As do I. Most of my old relationships ended by now.”

“Why?” Starlight asked. “I think you’re wonderful.”

“Starlight… I’m a rude, arrogant, brash mare that always likes to take what she thinks is hers,“ Echoside mumbled before looking up. “But you, you’re different… I don’t want to ruin this, I want to take things slow and enjoy it.”

Starlight blushed. “What if I-I want you to take me?”

“Because I know from your emotions and how you’re acting. You’re not ready yet,” Echoside said gently. “I can tell you’re scared of moving too quickly, and to be honest, so am I. And I say this not just because I could get thrown in prison. So let’s take it slow and see where we go, alright?”

Starlight looked lovingly into her eyes. “I’d like that a lot.”

Echoside smiled before leaning in to kiss her again, gently teasing her with her tongue, eliciting a soft coo from the unicorn. Starlight felt wonderful and daring, moving her hoof just a bit back, causing Echoside to squeal in surprise as her hoof touched her flanks.

“Somepony is eager,” Echoside giggled.

It was Starlight’s turn to nod. She kissed her again, lightly pecking her mouth three times before moving down the bat-pony’s neck. Echoside had more than explored her own neck, so in Starlight’s eyes, this was simply returning the favor.

The older mare raised her head and allowed the princess better access. Starlight started with small kisses, tasting Echoside’s fur. It was coarse and in need of grooming—if it had ever even know it to begin with. The taste was salty yet flavorful. She tasted like being outside after a rainstorm.

That wasn’t to say that Starlight didn’t like it, quite the opposite. She didn’t exactly know why, but she loved everything about Echoside. Well, maybe except her behaviour at their first meeting in the armory.

Ha, that’s what caused you to take notice of her. You like the bad mares, don’t you?

Starlight ignored the nagging voice in her head and keep doing what she was doing. Growing slightly more daring, Starlight’s kisses became slight licks of her tongue, crescendoing into one long lick from the base of the mare’s neck to the top of her jaw.

That lick actually elicited a coo of delight from the bat-pony. Starlight stared down at her work, for all intents and purposes she had just washed Echoside’s neck with her tongue. And worse, she enjoyed every minute of it.

The mare’s piercing green eyes focused on the vein in the side of Echoside’s neck. She couldn’t help but wonder what it was like to actually bite Echoside, to penetrate her skin and taste her.

“I know what you’re thinking,” the mare suddenly spoke up. “Your teeth aren’t sharp enough and you don’t own the same painkillers to inject. It would be more painful than pleasurable if you did it.”

Starlight couldn’t help but feel sad at that, but Echoside quickly traced her wing over her muzzle, calming her down. “Hey, I never said you couldn’t bite me. Just not like I did.”

“It still… you know, makes me wonder sometimes,” Starlight admitted.

“I could help you.”

“How?”

“Kiss me again,” Echoside whispered, smiling.

Starlight looked confused, but did as she was told. Gently, she pressed her lips back on Echoside’s, enjoying her touch before noticing that the bat-pony opened her mouth. She quickly invaded it, tasting something different.

It took her exactly five seconds to know what it was.

“You bit yourself?” she asked with wide eyes, pausing the kiss.

Echoside grinned. “Now you can taste me.”

The unicorn didn’t need to be told twice. She quickly leapt her muzzle back at Echoside’s, trying to taste her as much as she could. The taste was bitter, with a coppery tang, almost like licking a literal bit. But she didn’t let that stop her. Starlight continued to taste her, knowing that this was her sharing a portion of herself, a culture she was trying to appreciate but would never truly know, as she simply wasn’t one of the breed.

Still, she wouldn’t dismiss the gift Echoside had shared with her. With care she slowly guided Echoside’s tongue into her own mouth. She had felt that was where Echoside bit herself.

Echoside gave her what she wanted. She followed Starlight’s tongue back into her mouth, letting the mare suckle on it. Starlight didn’t disappoint; she closed her lips on the foreign invader and treated it like a popsicle.

When she finally did let it go, Echoside had long since stopped bleeding. “You like that, didn’t you?”

“The experience? Yes. The taste? No, not really.”

“Mhh, already suspected it. You ponies aren’t really fond of blood.”

Starlight nuzzled into her muzzle. “Thank you for sharing that with me.”

“I want to share everything with you, in time,” Echoside said with a smile. “Maybe I’ll take you to my home one day.

“Your home?” Starlight asked, puzzled.

“The caves.”

“I didn’t think ‘normals’ are allowed,” Starlight said with a smile, one that became a frown when she saw the look Echoside gave her.

“Don’t, I used to joke about it, but it’s wrong.”

“Sorry,” Starlight mumbled, before nuzzling her again. “I don’t think we’re done here, huh?”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean, that this can’t be all. I mean, I love kissing you, the experience… but… is that it? Nothing more?” Starlight asked.

“Well… sex, but we’re waiting on that.”

“Aren’t there… more things that lovers can do?” Starlight blushed heavily at those words.

“There are no rules, Starlight. Why don’t you do whatever you want.”

“You mean?”

Echoside nodded.

Starlight giggled and moved her head back down Echoside’s neck. The mare did her best to adjust but it was quickly becoming too difficult. “Hang on, let’s switch.”

“Switch?”

Echoside smiled, grasped the mare’s sides, and rolled them over, leaving Starlight on top of the bat-pony. The unicorn laughed a little before she realized that they were now pressed against the side of the tent. She powered her horn and moved them both back to the middle.

“Cheater,” Echoside said with a boop to Starlight’s nose.

“Since when did you care about the rules?”

“When did you not?”

“Hey, I didn’t—”

The bat-pony stopped that rant with a kiss before saying,“I’m just giving you shit.”

“You’re lucky I’m starting to fall in love with you. Did I say that out loud?” Starlight said.

“Yeah you did.”

Starlight didn’t respond; rather, she continued where she left off before: Peppering kisses and nips down Echoside’s neck, making the mare coo at the touch. Starlight paused for only a second when she reached the bottom of the mare’s neck. She paused to admire Echoside’s chest. It was taut, firm, and well defined. She could see that regardless of what other slack in discipline that the bat-ponies had, physical fitness was not one of them.

Starlight supposed, based on the fight at the restaurant, that that shouldn’t have come as a shock. If fights amongst themselves were common, then they’d naturally need to stay in shape.

Hesitantly, she placed her hoof on the ponies chest, feeling the muscles underneath it press back against her. It was so different than her own unformed body. Different in ways that made Starlight excited like she never remembered being in her life.

However, something happened that Starlight didn’t expect when she slid down farther. Starlight moved her body down as to gain better access to Echoside’s chest, but in doing so, her hind legs split across Echoside’s right thigh.

The unicorn’s jaw dropped as she accidentally ground her pussy across Echoside’s thigh. The touch sent jolts of lighting up her body and into her brain, causing her jaw to drop open in equal parts pleasure, surprise, and worry.

Luna, did I just? Oh my, I just... Did she...

Starlight looked up. If Echoside was aware of what had just happened, she gave no sign.

“E-Echoside?” Starlight stammered.

“Mhm?”

“What… I…” the unicorn just couldn’t find the right words.

Echoside smiled and reached up to kiss her again. “I told you that you can do whatever you want. I’ll tell you to stop if we’re about to cross a line.”

A line, right...

“You… you don’t want to do anything yourself?”

“No… I don’t want to ruin anything,” Echoside replied hesitantly.

“Echoside, you can’t ruin what we already have,” Starlight whispered, gently kissing her. “At least not in my book.”

The mare smiled. “I’d rather just let you explore, Starlight. Besides, I’m not sure I could stop myself if we changed places.”

Who said I’d want you too?

“Echoside…”

“Starlight… we’ll do everything once the time is right, but not today. Okay? I promise.” Echoside kissed her marefriend on the forehead.

She nodded her understanding, confused beyond belief why she was having such an issue with it.

She looked back down to Echoside’s chest, and then farther down. She saw her own nethers straddling the mare’s hind legs, pressed against her fur. With the grin of somepony who was knowingly doing something they shouldn’t, Starlight pushed herself farther back, all under the pretence of getting a better position to explore her chest.

Starlight had clopped three times in her life. The first time she hadn’t been aware of what she was doing. It simply happened by accident when she was out with her family on an outing. She had been playing on a fence and accidentally straddled the post. It felt good so she kept doing it, but she had been young and didn’t know why it felt good. Eventually she’d got distracted by Ana’s antics and moved on.

The second time had been out of curiosity. Ataxia was on a kick and before anyone could stop her, she told the foals all about her first time clopping. Night had—of course—yelled at her for sharing such information with ten-year-olds, but by then it was too late.

Curious, Starlight tried it that night. It felt good to rub herself with a hoof—just as her mother described, but her session was interrupted when Ana came out of the bathroom and she stopped.

The third time was the first time she had ever actually achieved orgasm. It occurred after a rather detailed lesson with Grandma Twilight. The alicorn was teaching both her granddaughters about biology and, as usual, went through a rather detailed session.

That’s not to say she made it in any way, shape, or form fun. But she skimped on none of the details, describing in scientific detail the body’s process and effects of overstimulation on the effects of a ponies’ brains. At the end of the session, Ana had been lost and Rainbow absolutely bored, stating, “Only Twilight could make sex boring.”

However, Starlight had been able to follow along. She understood the concepts and reactions her body would have, and they intrigued her. That night she ran the bathwater and got to know herself. Intimately.

It was a novel experience to say the least. She filed it away as a ‘learning experience’ and moved on with her life, concentrating on the next thing there was to learn, with no real desire for a repeat performance.

Until now.

The feeling of grinding herself on Echoside’s thigh was unlike any of her other times. This felt better, so much better. She had no clue if it was because she shouldn’t be doing it, or if it was because it was another pony causing her to feel this way, or whatever other reasons she couldn’t even begin to fathom; and if she were really honest with herself, she didn’t really care either.

As she ground back, the blue unicorn had to bite her tongue not to moan in pleasure. Her eyes stayed on Echoside’s, trying to see if the mare knew what she was doing, and worse, if she’d stop her. In order to disguise her actions, Starlight moved her muzzle back to the mare’s chest and started to lick again.

She found it surprisingly easy. She’d simply lick up and down instead of left and right. If Echoside said anything, she could just play it off as not knowing there was a more efficient way.

Echoside found herself lost in her mare’s touch: Her own nethers were burning heavily, and she knew that she was close to a line she wouldn’t be able to stop after crossing, a line after which she would throw all caution into the wind and simply ravish the young mare. It was a line she didn’t want to cross. Not yet anyway.

Starlight all but moaned as she pushed herself past Echoside’s hook and started back up. She glared up, worried that that might have overdone it. Echoside’s head had fallen back and she was no longer paying attention, which was probably a good thing because Starlight could feel a small amount of wetness where her marehood was rubbing against the bat-pony’s leg.

She paused when she found one of the two small buds inches from the bottom of Echoside’s stomach. Her nipples, Starlight thought. She remembered Echoside’s words about exploring whatever she wanted to and took that as a green light.

Echoside’s head shot up when she felt Starlight start to lightly pull on her left nipple with her lips. Oh dear Luna… is this too far? I… I…

She couldn’t answer that question, so, taking no answer as a ‘no,’ she simply let it happen.

Starlight smiled as she felt a small reaction from the bat-pony. It was subtle, but she could tell this was a sensitive spot. With a grin, she grew more bold, taking more liberties with the small bud by using her teeth.

Echoside couldn’t stop herself from moaning , making Starlight grin and continue her efforts. Her mind told Echoside to stop this and simply pull away, but her heart couldn’t. Her heart was in love with Princess Starlight.

Those moans caused Starlight to throw caution to the wind. She started moving her hips again, feeling the heat rise in her loins in a way she had truly never known before. The pretence of exploring was all but forgotten as her mouth never left the nipple.

If Echoside noticed, she gave no sign. The mare was too lost in her own perplexed thoughts and growing pleasure as Starlight worked over one nipple and then switched to the other. She couldn’t explain it, but there was just something about having the mare suckle from her teat that turned her on like nothing else.

Starlight felt that familiar feeling growing inside of her. It was like a bathtub being filled to the brim every time she ground herself against Echoside’s leg. She found herself arching and flexing her back, forcing herself harder and harder against her leg. Any thought of it being wrong, or breaking some rule, was long forgotten in the feeling of doing it.

When it happened, when she felt herself convulse in pleasure, Starlight had Echoside’s nipple in her teeth and was lightly pulling on it. She found herself letting go, a small mumbled of “Oh my Luna,” escaping her lips as she tried as hard as she could not to cry out.

It only lasted a few seconds, but already she knew she wanted to do it again, many times in fact. This… this was not the time in the bathtub, this was better in a way she’d never be able to describe, not to anyone. And it had all come from rubbing between her legs, just as her mom described.

Starlight knew at that moment they’d do it a hundred times—no, a thousand times. If that simple act felt that good, she wanted to explore everything. But first, she wanted to find some way to pay Echoside back. Her panting muzzle looked down at the other marehood in the tent.

As Starlight licked her lips, her lustful gaze meeting Echoside’s, the bat-pony knew that the line was already crossed. She had no idea how she could stop it without hurting Starlight, without losing the mare she… she loved.

However, when Starlight’s hoof started to move down, further down than she had yet been, and lightly brushed over her wet lips, Echoside’s body reacted on its own. She reached up and grabbed her hoof. “Starlight, we…”

Starlight looked taken aback by that. “What? I just… I—”

I so want to kick my ass for this! Echoside cursed in her mind.

“We agreed on something…” Echoside spoke hesitantly.

“B-But I was just,” Starlight started before looking down. “I’m sorry.”

“For what?”

“For doing something you don’t want.”

“Hey, don’t think like that. I do want you and only you, just not now. I want to do this right. with you.”

Starlight looked down, and her body tensed up; she was nearly trembling at the feeling of acute rejection, though she understood the reasoning. Shortly after, Echoside took notice. “Starlight, look at me”—Echoside propped Starlight’s chin up with a hoof—“I… I love you.”

And that’s when they kissed.

Starlight was taken aback. Did she just say...?

An awkward silence filled the tent before the unicorn realized that she was expected to speak. “Sorry, I um—”

Echoside shushed her. Silently cursing herself for blurting that out and not wanting to put Starlight on the spot in case she... “Nothing to be sorry about. We had fun, right?”

The blue unicorn grinned and nodded.

“Good night?”

More than you can know.

“Yeah, I’d say so.” Echoside started to laugh.

“What’s so funny?” Starlight asked.

“I just can’t belive that of everypony I’ve dated, you’re by far the most mature of all of them.”

I can’t believe you stopped me, Starlight thought. “Thanks. Do you want to, um… cuddle?”

Echoside chuckled again. “Another first. Sure, let’s do it.” At that she wrapped her hooves around Starlight and laid back down, taking the unicorn with her. The mare in her hooves smiled and laid her head on Echoside’s shoulder as she stretched her hind hooves into a more comfortable situation.

As they laid close to each other, slowly blurring into sleep, Echoside couldn’t help but wonder. She didn’t say it back. Is it too early? Or did I read more into this than I should have? It was a thought for later, because all she cared for, at this moment, was the young unicorn cuddled into her.

Had she been in a different mindset, had her thoughts not been in turmoil and her own nethers still burning, and the fact that of all ponies, she dropped the L-bomb, she might have wondered why her thigh felt a little wet.

“Oh fuck!” Nighttide all but screamed as Taz rode her. Of all the positions they had tried in the past there was something about ‘traditional’ that always held a special place in her heart. Taz was a big stillion, both in physical size and dick size. When he was over her, his chest pressed against her back, his breathing on her neck, she felt consumed by him in a way that no other position truly allowed.

He was holding back a little, this she knew without having to ask. She knew his weight, intimately, and it wasn’t all pressed against her, not like it’d usually be anyway. Still, the way he pounded his cock in and out, the way his balls slapped against her clit, the way he nibbled on her ear with varying degrees of pressure. It more than made up for that one little thing.

“I love you so fucking much,” Taz said as he pushed in again and again. His form had gotten better over the months, and that wasn’t even talking about his endurance. He had learned from trial and error, and from asking. The key was to ask the right pony, Ataxia being a fountain of sexual knowledge that seemed to be without end.

He pushed himself against her g-spot with each push in. His withdrawing would leave her satisfied and wanting more all at the same time, something he was more than happy to give her. Wet sucking sounds soon accompanied their movements as Nighttide’s juices were practically flowing out of her, lubricating her passage more efficiently than any amount of lube could ever hope to. The pre the stallion was all but gushing into her was just icing on the cake.

However, there was one fact that Nighttide couldn’t let slide. One little thing that made her somewhat angry. While Taz was rutting her in all the ways she liked, she could tell that the stallion wasn’t giving her everything he had. He was holding back from that last inch.

“TAZ!” she suddenly yelled, making him stop.

“W-what?” he asked.

“Why are you holding back?”

“I’m not!”

“Don’t lie to me! I told you that you don’t have to worry. The last time you even passed my cervix while I was already pregnant and the foal is fine! Now stop playing the gentlecolt before I lose my manners!” Nighttide growled at him.

“But… I mean, last time I didn’t know…”

She grunted, angrily. “You’re either going to give me everything you have or I’m going to shove a twenty-inch long dildo in your ass and make you keep it there for a whole bucking week!”

“But… Nighttide… I…”

“NOW!”

Taz grunted as he pushed in again; he felt that all-too familiar barrier and pushed against it ever so slightly, but he just couldn’t bring himself to do it. He pulled back again under the pretence that he was simply trying to take his time.

Nighttide wasn’t buying it. She growled as he pulled back, and when he pushed in again. She forced herself all the way back on his rod.

Taz’s eyes went wide as he felt her force him past the barrier. It had not been general nor slow; instead, it hurt her, a lot. Him too if he was being honest with himself. He froze, fully hilted inside of the mare as he felt her entire body was tense. Nighttide was all but hissing as she adjusted to this new pain.

“Nighttide, you shouldn’t have done that. You could’ve—”

“Pull your power back,” Nighttide said.

“Nighttide, I—”

“ Do it!”

Taz gulped as he tried to do as she asked. It was almost impossible since the feeling of his rod buried to the balls inside of the mare. His flair was pulsing with small amounts of pain, and the nervous tension at actually having made her pissed at him simply added together to make it incredibly difficult. Still, she asked and he managed it. “Done.”

In the blink of an eye the colt was knocked on his back, his entire form manhandled by a shadow that treated him as roughly as it damn well pleased. He groaned as his head hit the ground, causing his vision to lose focus for an instant.

When he could focus again, Taz found himself staring at a very angry Nighttide, back in her pony form, who was still riding his dick, based on what he could feel she hadn’t wanted to move herself an inch upon it. But that didn’t change the fact that she looked at him with rage in her eyes.

“Nighttide, I—”

“You’re going to shut the hell up, now.”

He had to resist the urge to say ‘yes ma’am’.

Nighttide lowered her head until she was an inch from his muzzle. She all but whispered the next thing she said in anything but a sexy manner, her tone of voice was overlaid with a threatening tone. “Understand something, prince. If I want you to hold back, I will tell you. But if you ever ask me if you can do what you want, take me hard, I say yes and you don’t do it, I’m gonna be really pissed.”

“B-But...!”

“I order you to shut up! I don’t need your protection while making love! I want to feel you, EVERY bit of you! Taz, if you ever hold back without me asking you to, you will regret it,” Nighttide scowled. “Now promise it!”

Taz hesitated, but the added pressure around his stallionhood made him squeal, “Alright, Alright! Promised, Nighttide!”

She was still scowling at him, causing him to gulp in fear at what else he had done wrong, what else she was going to get mad at him about. He was so worried that it took him a second longer than it should have to process her next action. Nighttide leaned down and kissed him.

Taz adjusted as quickly as he could, which in a way simply made his delay that much more obvious and awkward. So much so that when Nighttide pulled back, she was smiling a little.

“W-what?” Taz asked.

“Nothing, just… thinking how much I love you.”

His worries immediately changed. “I love you too,” he whispered gently, kissing her neck.

She melted a little into his kiss, then again when he repeated the process, and again with his third peck. He raised his hooves and held her in them. They were big strong hooves, hooves that fit the stallion they belonged to, hooves that fit her stallion. “You ready to go again?” Nighttide asked.

Taz looked down. Even though her baby-bump he could see the distended portion of her stomach where his rod pressed against her. “Sure, but there’s just one little thing we need to change.”

“What’s tha—” Nighttide tried to say when Taz smiled, and in one fluid motion, rolled the two over. He was back on top of her, his muzzle inches from hers as, with a smile, he pulled his hips back and thrusted into her again, as hard as the stallion she remembered used to do it.

Nighttide gasped as she felt her body try and slide along the floor. Friction stopped any real movement, but she could still feel herself moved by centimeters at each thrust.

Their fight had brought them both extra time that Taz put to good use. He pumped into her just as she liked, just as he liked. In the back of his mind, he had no idea how her biology worked. She was a pony, or at least on the outside she had a pony’s form, but she also wasn’t. She was a creature of shadow, a creature that could metamorphose her body into the shadows themselves.

There was no point in him trying to figure out what she could and could not do. He simply didn’t have enough information for that. All he needed to know, the one thing he could grasp on was that he loved her, that he trusted her. She knew her body better than anyone else—even if he was rather intimate with it himself. So if she said it was okay, he’d trust in that, he’d trust in her.

“Ah, buck, yes! Just like that, fuck yes!”

Taz smiled as he heard her moan out her pleasure. He knew the others could probably hear it too, but he just couldn’t bring himself to care. All that counted was that every time he hilted himself completely into the mare he loved more than anything else, all that counted was that she enjoyed it, that she wanted it.

And he loved to give it to her. Each of his thrusts, each of his pushes did so with even more reckless abandon. After a few moment, thoughts of restraining and not hurting her were forgotten. The stallion found himself growling as Nighttide began to respond to his movements in all the ways she knew he loved.

The mare under him was lost in the throes of ecstasy, but that didn’t mean her body was lost. Far from it. She started to flex her abs and squeeze him as hard as she could, making him work for every inch he pushed into her, making his movements more powerful inside of her as he was forced to grind along with each push and pull.

“Oh, Nighttide,” he said. “You’re simply amazing.”

“Then give it to me!”

Taz did as he was told. He spread her hind legs far more than before and pulled out until his tip remained a bit above her pussy. Then he slammed home with all his might, causing them both to scream in pleasure.

The feeling of being empty and then in the next instant, full of sixteen-inch stallion meat caused Nighttide to go slack. Her head fell back as she cried out in pleasure, her tongue all but hanging out of her mouth.

Taz loved that look on her face, he loved it almost as much as the mare herself. If she’s made that face, you’ve done it right. And I know how to do it right!

“Taz,” she moaned, her tongue still hanging freely. “I want you to pack me full… Fill me… Use me…” Nighttide all but cried out.

“By the time I’m done you’ll be having a litter to put rabbits to shame,” Taz said as he repeated the process again. He knew it didn’t work that way, but that wasn’t the point.

For both of them it was the sexiest thing they had ever heard. Taz felt the mare’s pussy tightened around his cock even further as he kept up his actions. At first he thought she was just squeezing him tighter, but it took him a few seconds to realize that while she was; it wasn’t intentional, well, not her intention anyway.

“OH, FUCK YES!” Nighttide screamed as she came.

Taz’s eyes went wide. Normally they came together with one going over the edge would push the other. This was the first time he could remember when they were fucking that she came and he could keep going.

He growled with lustful desire as he started to rock his body even harder into her, dragging out her orgasm and pushing her even farther along the floor of the tent with each and every thrust.

Lost in her world of ecstasy, Nighttide almost missed the fact that she was still getting rutted violently. Even in the middle of her orgasm, she managed to raise her hooves and wrapped them around his neck.

Taz stopped grunting—but not thrusting—and leaned down to kiss her. He could still feel her entire body shaking, convulsing underneath him, but he didn’t stop, or even slow down. The truth was he couldn’t, his body simply wanted this. She wanted this, and while he didn’t know which drive caused him to achieve this, he didn’t really care either.

Nighttide held on tight. She could feel herself twitching and moaning. She could feel their mixed juices sloshing along inside of her pussy, tossed by the rapid insertion and removal of the largest stallionhood she had ever known.

His thrusts grew desperate, shoving into her without mercy, making her scream in delight. Taz could feel his own climax approaching, but he didn’t want to stop. He wanted to give her simply everything.

“NIghttide… I…” He growled out.

“DO IT! FILL ME UP!” The mare screamed into his ear.

He gritted his teeth and pushed again, and again. Beads of sweat were dripping from his brow, down his muzzle and onto the mare underneath him. If she noticed, if she was even aware, she gave no sign.

Taz could feel his shaft tighten, he could feel his balls tense up as they prepared to unload their entire payload in one wonderful orgasm. Taz scrunched his brow and pulled back, ready for one final thrust.

Nighttide screamed out when he pushed inward this time. It was his hardest thrust that night, pushing himself right past her torn cervix and directly into her womb. Or at least that would have been the case if she was a normal pony. In truth she had no idea how her insides worked, and she didn’t care either. She simply felt him, she felt him take her, use her, make her his.

The cum hit next. She felt his member tense up and release its long awaited payload directly into her. Her body responded almost as if a suckling newborn on their mother’s teat, trying to get more and more of it out with each and every wonderful burst.

Taz’s body locked up and he collapsed on top of her as he shot rope after rope of cum directly into her. He knew he was decorating her insides white: Knowledge that made the whole experience all that hotter.

After what felt like a second, and an eternity at once, the stallion felt the last spurt leave his dick. He was sweating from head to hoof, and he could feel cum—his and hers—all around his shaft. It was leaking out, dripping down her nethers and his balls at the same time. He felt weak, empty, and satisfied.

A hoof touched the side of his muzzle and raised his head. Taz let it lift his muzzle until he was looking directly into Nighttide’s sky-blue eyes. She leaned in and kissed him as deeply as she could manage.

The mare was in much the same state as him: She was sweaty, breathless, and full. But even still, she found the energy to show the stallion she loved just how much she appreciated him, every bit of him.

When they broke the kiss, the two were still panting and sweating, but they never once stopped staring into each other’s eyes.

“How long until you’ll be ready for round three?” Nighttide asked.

“R-round three?” Taz asked, shocked.

She smiled. “I told you I want you everywhere. You’ve already cum in two holes, one more to go.”

He started to chuckle at that, then laugh. “Ten minutes?”

“Clocks ticking,” Nighttide said with a smile that caused Taz to gulp.

Flash’s tongue hung limply out of his muzzle as Vela pulled back, licking her claw clean of his cum.

“You payed attention to my lesson, that’s a good boy,” she said. “I promised you real fun, and I hope you’re not done yet.”

“We’re… we’re not done yet?” Flash said, his eyes wide.

“Of course not, or did you think I would be happy with lessons and some clawjob?”

“Vela… I don’t know if I’m ready to go again… I—”

Flash stopped as Vela rolled her eyes and turned around, showing him her rump. To make things worse for the poor stallion, the hippogriff bent down, showing him her pussy that was already dripping wet.

“You were saying?” Vela asked with a smile as she watched little Flash growing back to full length.

The pegasus didn’t want—or need—a second invitation. He dove in, muzzle first.

The hippogriff almost yelped in surprise. She had expected him to mount her right then; rather, Flash had managed to surprise her. You always find some way to surprise me.

Vela couldn’t help but let a moan escape her beak as Flash licked eagerly at her pussy, trying to get every bit of juices she offered him. Every ounce he drank, her pussy created double the amount for him to drink. A gift he attacked hungrily.

Skill… he had almost none of that. But he more than made up for it with enthusiasm and endurance; and if Flash was anything, he was a quick learner. He remembered what Vela had shown him their first time together; somehow, he knew he’d never forget it. He hit those spots with reckless abandon, seeking to take her, to make her his in the bedroom in a way he knew he’d never do outside..

Vela found herself unable to stay on her claws. Flash was going at her pussy like a fat foal in an ice-cream store, and it was simply too much for her to take. She had enjoyed playing with him, making him hard when she preened his wings, and he had felt proud when he copied her lesson almost perfectly on the other wing. So much so that, as she played with his member, she had gotten excited herself.

Her eyes went wide when she felt him push in with his tongue.

Last time he had just licked, he had licked the spots she told him to without questioning or exploring. This time, this time Flash felt more bold, more daring. He wanted to know Vela, to know all the different spots and areas on the mare he was falling for.

Vela moaned; and with no objection in mind, Flash discovered her weaknesses: Teasing some spots before generously licking others. It was a game the hippogriff soon came to love, as did her lover. He wanted to know his girl, his mate, his love, and she wasn’t denying him.

Flash enjoyed eating Velva out; his nostrils, penetrated by her smell as she grew wetter and wetter, quickly replaced the juices he licked up. The smell coming from her made Flash’s wings twitch all on their own. Grinning slightly, Flash got an idea, though he hoped Vela was up for it.

Slowly, he unfolded his wings and rubbed them over Vela’s flanks, eliciting soft coos along with the moans from the hippogriff. He teased her in many different ways, letting her turn to putty under his ministrations. Soon, he pulled his tongue back, much to the anger and disappointment from Vela, just to make her gasp as his feathery appendages rubbed along her pussy.

“Oh, my,” Vela gasped, wiggling her flank. “More, I want more!”

Flash grinned before gently pushing the tip of one freshly preened wing against her entrance, teasing her slightly with his movements before giving it a sincere push as Vela growled. The appendage easily slid in, filling the mare with an incredible tickling sensation.

He had no need to worry; she liked it.

I’ve never thought having pegasus wings in me would feel that good, Vela thought, moaning a bit louder as Flash kept pushing in.

Flash pushed as much as he dared to, then slowly pulled back before pushing in again. He repeated that process, noticing with pride that Vela was dripping wet now, plastering his freshly preened wings with her fluids. Not that either of them cared at that moment.

The young pegasus enjoyed it, he enjoyed hearing the moans, and the feeling on his wings and the sight in front of him. Grinning, he unfolded his second wing and out it to the first, eliciting a surprised moan from vela in return. The hippogriff squirmed now, under his ministrations, wiggling her flank and begging for more. Flash responded to that need with harder thrusts.

Vela noticed the feeling building up in her. No matter how hard she tried to hold back, it was to no use. His wings were just too wonderful and she was about to cum. Quickly.

“Oh, Flash, more,” she said silently, hoping he would get the message and just plunge his wings completely into her so she could cum hard.

He did no such thing. Instead, he slightly spread his primaries in her pussy, causing her to lose all restraint. Vela cried out, her tongue rolling out of her beak as Flash played with his wings in her pussy, alternating trusts and spreading his feathers to please her.

Quickly driving along her edge, Vela pushed back, trying to get more and more of that pleasuring wing into her longing, dripping snatch. Being fucked like this, it didn’t take long for her to cum.

“Oh, Flash, OH YES!” Vela screamed as a powerful thrust shoved her over the edge and drenching Flash’s wing and muzzle in her cum.

The young stallion blinked in surprise before retracting his wings. They were a mess of Vela’s sticky fluids, but he couldn’t care less. He licked as much as he could up from it, enjoying this sweet desert while Vela laid there, panting, head buried in the pillow and flank still high in the air.

“That… that was amazing,” she stated weakly before quickly catching her breath again. “For you at least. You’ve still got a lot to learn!”

He frowned at her. “Weren’t you supposed to start being nicer to me?”

“Nicer huh?” Vela said, then grinned as she looked down between his legs at his rock hard cock. “Mount me. That’s nice, no?”

“What?” Flash asked.

“You heard me, right here, right now, just like this. I want you to rear up and fuck me without me moving. C’mon Flash, make me yours.”

“Just like this?” Flash asked, making sure.

“You want a second invitation?” Vela asked, rolling her eyes.

He didn’t. The young pegasus moved over to her flank one more time. He took another whiff of her just because and then reared back and placed himself on top of her. It felt strange to the stallion to be in such a position. When they had sex before, they were facing each other, he had been able to look her in the eyes. This wasn’t that; this was him over her, him taking her. So it was strange, strange but strangely, in a way, natural. Like this is how it should have been. Still, he didn’t like it as much as he did the other.

“I don’t like this position,” he said. “I love to look into your eyes, to face you. It feels more loving.”

“Oh, Luna, don’t get sappy on me now and just fuck me already!”

He frowned at that. Reminder, get her a dictionary with the definition of ‘nicer’ bookmarked.

There was another issue with the position: While it was the normal way most stallions had sex, this was Flash’s first time using it. And getting a wobbly stick lined up with a hole he couldn’t see proved to be something of a challenge for the young pony. “Hang on, I-I…” Flash stated as he tried several times to line it up using nothing but what he felt from the tip of his head; his front hooves busy keeping his balance on her back.

To say Vela enjoyed being poked by his dick all over her flank and legs would be to say Luna preferred being awake during the day. “Would you just stick it in already!”

“I’m trying,” Flash growled.

“Ugh, You suck, let me do it.” At that, she reached her claw down and, a little rougher than she should have, guided his dick to her pussy.

Flash was about to put a stop to this until he felt it. He felt his head pressing against her wet snatch. He felt the moisture, the wetness, and the heat coming from her. It was like nothing else in the world. I think that conversation can wait… he thought as he pushed in.

His head felt amazing as her velvety folds wrapped around his cock. He pushed in, slowly, enjoying every inch of her one second at a time. It was like she was simply his home, the place where his dick belonged, where it was meant to go.

He pushed only a quarter of the way in before slowly starting to pull back out, then pushed in again.

Vela growled, “Would you just start rutting me and stop playing like a colt with his first toy?”

He ignored her, choosing to take this moment for himself. Flash kept his speed slow, concentrating on grinding, on the feeling of her accepting him like this. He kept his pace slow and steady, wanting the feelings more than the actions. He couldn’t explain why, but there was something about this position that was simply… controlling? That made him think he could get away with it.

Vela was in no such mood.

She reared back with him on top of her. Using her more powerful leg muscles to toss him back and onto the ground. He popped out of her in shock, his brain barely registering that he was no longer in her, in his home.

“Ugh, can’t you do anything right!” Vela complained as she turned around.

“Vela, what the buck‽” Flash shot back.

She glared at him, at his dick still coated with her juices standing straight up in the air. With a sigh she walked over and above him. “Since you suck at it, I’ll have to do it myself.”

“W-what?” he asked.

“You suck at fucking me!”

“Now you’re just trying to insult me,” he shot back, turning his head. “I hope you have fun being nasty to me.”

She grinned at that, confusing him. “Well, there is something fun about being nasty.” At that she locked her beak to his lips.

Flash wanted to be mad at her, to scream at her and deny everything, but he couldn’t. While his mind told him to quit while he still could, his heart ached for her touch and more.

She broke the kiss, seeing the both pissed and lustful expressions on his face at once. The hippogriff looked directly between her hind legs, seeing his rod still standing to attention and started to sit down.

Flash’s eyes went wide as he quickly figured out her new game plan. She was going to ride his cock, controling just how fast and hard they fucked regardless of what he wanted.

Not to say that he had a big problem with it. He was happy that he could look into her eyes again, to see his lover as they made love. Even if it, in this case, counted as a fucking massacre.

Vela wasted no time, in four second she had his head, his shaft, his medial ring, and was almost bottomed out. Flash couldn’t hold back his moans. She was so tight, so taking, so demanding. She was fucking him almost like he was nothing but a toy.

At least that was how she was using him, yet her eyes told a total different tale. For while her body moved like that, her face was glued to his, her deep green eyes locked upon his own.

She only managed two lifts before Flash felt himself starting to build up pleasure deep inside of him. He knew he wouldn’t last long, but for a thirteen-year-old, he couldn’t exactly complain. Still he raised a hoof up for her to take.

Vela did just that: She took his hoof in her claw and squeezed it. They never took their eyes off each other, not even to blink.

She could feel his shaft moving inside of her, twitching with a life of it’s own. She could feel herself hitting against his stomach a little when she bounced. But it was those sky-blue eyes that had her entranced.

When the inevitable happened after a whole thirty seconds of being like this, Flash finally had to break eye contact as his head shot back and he moaned his pleasure into the sky. Vela frowned a little, he had still finished way too quickly for her liking. Worse, she had just started to feel her own enjoyment coming up from it.

It took only that small, goofy smile of him to forget it and slip a smile of her own. After all, he did make me cum with his wings, she thought happily.

The two never stopped holding each other, claw to hoof. Flash looked up to see that smile on her face. The smile of that girl that showed her weakness when they first got together, the smile that he fell in love with. “You do know, I won’t always put up with you treating me like crap, right?” he asked.

Vela cocked her head. “We both got a lot to learn. Give me time, give us time and it will be alright.”

“It already is. Just try to be nicer,” he replied as he pulled her down to his chest.

Vela chuckled. “Nicer... yeah.”

Flash grinned at her words as she lay upon his fur. Her claw running small circles on his chest. He reached a hoof up and started to stroke her fur himself. “Hey V—”

“Just shut up, Flash. Just let the moment be before either of us says anything dumb to ruin it.”

He chuckled at that and shut his muzzle. Okay, she’s got a point there. Nothing either of us say could make this any better.

He was about to be proven wrong.

Vela hummed as Flash continued to stroke her mane; she felt safe and loved and her heart melted at his touch. Maybe it was too early, but she simply had to say it. To say it before he thought all she cared about was his body.

“Flash… I love you,” she mumbled softly, causing his ears to perk up. “But if you tell anyone about this, you’ll end up roasted on my spear,” she added, glaring at him and Flash gulped.

She wasn’t joking, with any of the things she just had said.

The next four words left his lips without him even thinking about it. As if they had a mind of their own.

“I love you too.”

The two held each other tighter. Doing their best to simply live here, now, and pretending not to hear the loud moans coming from Taz’s tent across the way.

Taz laid on his back, stroking Nighttide’s mane and back as she rested her head on his chest, smiling lovingly at him. He could lose himself in her eyes every time he saw them, every time it was almost like it was the first time he looked into her gorgeous eyes.

“You ready again?” Nighttide suddenly asked, breaking him out of his stare.

“W-what?”

“Are you ready for round three?” she asked, nuzzling his chest. “Your ten minutes are over.”

“Already?”

“You said ten minutes would be enough.And it’s not like it’s your backdoor getting broken in.”

He blushed. “So you really want to do this?”

“Of course!”

“It could hurt…”

“I’ve had worse, hell, we’ve had worse.”

Taz was taken aback before chuckling slightly. Well, she’s right, he thought.

“So can we start now?”

“Alright,” Taz said. “Any idea how to do this?”

“You get me wet and then you put it in, duh!”

“Sometimes you are unbearable. Alright, get up and on your back.”
“There’s my stallion!” she stated before rising to her hooves.

Taz watched with a grin as the dark-blue pegasus got up off him and laid down on the ground. The mare rolled over to her back and spread her hind legs, just for him. He looked down to see dried mare and stallion cum on her nethers, some still oozing from her pussy as she adjusted to the new position.

He grinned as his eyes moved up from the fun bits to her stomach. The small bulge he had mistaken for cute fat turned out to be something so much more. She was carrying his foal, his first of many foals. The stallion moved up and over her, peppering her muzzle with kisses.

Nighttide giggled as he kissed all over her muzzle, then, as he started to move down, she lightly grabbed his muzzle and licked him right across the nose.

“I love you, Nighttide,” Taz said with a smile.

“I love you too,” Nightside replied as she let his head go so the stallion could get back to work.

He smiled at that and started to kiss down her chest and stomach. The stallion knew there was no need for this right now, her anus wasn’t going to get any wetter, but it was the act that he enjoyed the most. Nighttide did too, she cooed in delight at each of his touches and licks.

He paused at her stomach, paying close attention to the small little bulge that represented his foal, his daughter. “I love you too, Nightshade.”

“What was that?” Nighttide asked.

“Nightshade, a name for our daughter. What do you think?”

“I love it,” she replied. Taz hummed, placing a soft kiss on the bulge of her stomach. He lightly kissed every inch of it before placing one more at the very tip of the bulge. Then he started moving down to the more fun parts.

Some stallions would be discouraged from doing what he did next. Nighttide’s marehood was a mess of his cum and her own. Some still leaking out. Taz didn’t even give it a second though. He started to lick her clean, tasting himself and her in equal measure.

After all, if she was willing to do it to him, who was he to say otherwise? And after all, he enjoyed it as much as she did.

Taz cleaned her up on the outside, saving the inside for last. Still, while some did drip out, he didn’t go deeper, not yet anyway. Only when she was fresh as a daisy did he stick his tongue inside, seeking not to simply lick her clean, but to coat his tongue for what was to come next.

When he was more than satisfied, Taz took his cum-coated tongue and moved it down to Nighttide’s backdoor. The puckered little hole that they had put off exploring until now. He licked around it, finding the taste mostly just of her, with only a slight, miniscule hint of bitterness to it.

He barely even noticed as he started to lick the hole itself.

Nighttide felt it as a wet poking against her anus. She cooed in delight at his actions. Her body quickly coming to enjoy this new feeling as she looked down at him. Taz’s magenta eyes were not looking up, rather, they were busy elsewhere, concentrating on making sure she was good to go as to best minimize the pain of what would happen next.

When he was satisfied, he started pushing inward with his tongue, making sure that she was nice and lubed up, inside and out. His nose was full of her freshly fucked pussy, his tastebuds still reveled in the mixture of their combined juices.

Nighttide laid her head back and relaxed, opening herself up to him in every way imaginable. It was starting to feel good, really good. But, just as the pressure started to build in her, he stopped.

“It’s time?” she asked, somewhat disappointed, but mostly eager.

“You still want to?” he asked, not able to keep out his own eagerness.

She gestured with a hoof for him to come closer. Taz walked up over her and she kissed him again, her tongue darting into his mouth with no hesitation whatsoever. When she pulled back, Nighttide smiled and nodded. She didn’t just want this, she needed this.

Taz nodded his understanding and looked down between them. His cock was already mostly hard and resting between the two, his tip almost reaching the small baby bump on her stomach. He pulled his hips back, and, with well practiced ease, guided it directly into her pussy for a few thrusts.

Nighttide watched him, seeing him fuck her a few times with the top portion of his dick. While pleasuring, although unneeded, she had no need to ask what he was doing for she knew that he was coating the tip for better lubrication.

After the third thrust, he pulled back. With care he moved his body slightly down as to see with his own eyes. With one hoof, he took the head of his cock and started to guide it down to the other hole.

She felt it, she felt the head of his flare press against her back door.

“I’m… I’m going to go slow, at first anyway,” Taz stated.

Nighttide nodded and did her best to relax, to simply let what was going to happen, happen. When Taz was happy with the positioning, he started to push ever so softly.

He went nowhere.

She was tight, so incredibly tight. He tried to go slowly, soft, but he simply couldn’t make any progress as her backdoor resisted.

“N-nighttide… damn. I have to do this harder…” he groaned while Nighttide whimpered, but nodded.

He tried his best to not cause her more unnecessary pain, slowly adding more pressure to her backdoor. Slowly—agonizingly slowly—it opened up, letting his cock slide in. She was so incredibly tight, squeezing his stallionhood hard.

“Oh, Nighttide,” he groaned, pushing more and more into her puckered hole while she squirmed under him, trying to adjust to the pain she was feeling. It felt incredible to him: The farther in he went, the better it felt. He could feel her gripping just the head of his dick, almost as if she were massaging just that part.

However much pleasure he was getting out of it though, his eyes were laser focused on her face, seeing her contort up as she felt herself penetrated like this.

We really should have built up to this, he realized, knowing it was far too late to stop now. She’d be pissed to no end if he stopped.

His jaw fell open when he felt his head pop inside. He was in her, he was in her ass.

Nighttide focused on breathing and relaxing, breathing and relaxing. However, even that didn’t help her with the pain. “Hold a sec,” she all but cried.

Taz paused in his movements. “Too much? We can stop, I’ll—”

“Don’t move, just… give me a moment.”

He looked concernedly at her before getting an idea. Slowly, he adjusted his position so he could lean more over her. Then he started to kiss and lick her fur, eliciting small cooes from her muzzle.

When he felt the tension leave her body, he started to push again. She gasped as she felt him move, but it didn’t hurt anywhere near as badly as first entry. Her eyes were wide as dinner plates as she felt more and more of the stallion she loved, all the while he never stopped his ministrations on her coat.

For the longest time she just felt his two inch wide stallion meat enter her, slowly and lowly every single inch made their way inside of her rear. Nighttide felt herself adjusting. Her body, whatever it was made up of, was moving and repositioning itself to take him inside of her.

Then, at last, she felt Taz’s medial ring hit her anus. He stopped, unsure what he should do at this point.

As the thought hit him to start pulling out, She quickly reached up and grasped his hoof. He stared in her eyes, for it was the eyes that spoke what she wanted. She wanted all of him, all of him and more.

He blinked, once, and then nodded his understanding. However tight she had been in accepting of him her body was, this would take it to new extremes, for even when the ring was inside of her, his shaft would start to grow in girth after that point.

“There’s no easy way to do this, it’s going to hurt, a lot,” he spoke.

“Do it, quickly.”

He nodded and prepared himself. This was it, his do or die moment. He’d either give her everything he had left and hurt her, or he’d pull back and disappoint her. Between the two, he really didn’t know which one was worse.

Thinking quickly, he leaned down and started to lick at her neck with soft subtle work of his tongue. She cooed in delight at his actions. When he felt that she was ready, he bit down on her neck as hard as he could and rammed his hips with all his might.

Even with the distraction from her neck, Nighttide screamed in pain as the last eight inches of her stallion was slammed home all at once.

Taz stopped there, waiting for Nighttide to adjust, freezing as he saw a small tear making its way down her muzzle. Without hesitating, he licked the tear up and nuzzled her gently with all the love he could muster.

Nighttide breathed deep, feeling Taz’s actions and the love he had for her, but unable to return it, not now. Now just hurt. She stayed perfectly still, feeling her body repair more than one tear inside of her. However, despite it all, there was a sense of accomplishment that made her happy. She had taken him, all of him, in every hole now. That meant they could build on this, their enjoyment of each other would become that much more.

Nighttide let Taz know she was ready by licking him across the muzzle. He glanced up from where he had rested his head upon her shoulders and stared at her, smiling.

“How’s it feel?” Nighttide asked.

“So tight, so hot, and so amazing. Just like you.”

“Start to move, but slowly, at first anyway,” she told him, smiling about his antics.

He did just that, Taz started to pull out, slowly, enjoying the feel of her sphincter clamped around his rod, refusing to let him go. The warmth, the tightness, and the strangeness of the situation was amazing to him. It felt like nothing he had ever done in his entire life.

That being said, if he had to pick one or the other, he’d still take the normal way over this. After all, they both enjoyed that way one hundred percent. Still, it was a unique feel he received from this, something that blew his mind, and so he hoped, hers as well.

The stallion kept his movements small at first, pulling out by only a few inches before moving back in. He knew she had to be sore and didn’t want to pull his medial ring out only to have to put it back in.

Nighttide laid her head back, she felt stretched, and not in a good way. Her ass felt like it was on fire, and her body conformed to the large protruding object moving inside of it. However, Taz was more than a generous lover, with his hip movements came little kisses around her neck and shoulders.

“I love you,” he whispered right into her ear, nibbling lightly on the tip with his teeth.

Nighttide cooed in response as she started to feel the strangest thing, it started to feel good. She felt relaxed in his grip, she felt his licking and touches up her neck and muzzle, and she felt loved.

While she did doubt that they would do that again soon, she felt herself slowly relax, allowing her stallion to take her as he pleased, taking her to new heights in this new form of their love.

He picked up steam, feeling more comfortable the more relaxed she got. The feeling on his rod was, beyond a doubt, amazing. She was amazing. Indeed, the only reason he had lasted this long was because of his worry about the pain she was in. But now, now her coos told an entirely different tail. She was actually enjoying it.

She raised her muzzle to his ear and whispered one word. “Faster.”

Taz did a double take to see if she was joking. Her expression was anything but. He smiled and picked up the pace, beginning to widen his strokes and pump into her even harder.

While there was indeed a small, even tiny amount of pain as Taz took her harder, Nighttide enjoyed it much more. Most of it, she counted onto the wonderful stallion on top of her, her soon-to-be-husband, the stallion she loved more than her own life.

“N-nighttide, I’m… I’m not going to—”

“Give it to me, inside, all three holes.”

Taz nodded; he had, at most, another two good thrusts in him. Her sphincter was just too tight, too hot, and felt too good wrapped around him like this. He resolved to make it count. “All the way?”

She nodded and prepared herself.

Taz pulled almost all the way out, leaving just the tip of his head inside of her ass, then, in one fluid stroke, he pushed and hilted himself in her.

Nighttide cried out in pain and pleasure, she felt herself pushed along the ground of the tent, her screams no doubt echoing to everyone in their party. But she just couldn’t bring herself to care.

Taz felt the first signs of an approaching orgasm. His dick throbbed, and his balls tightened as they prepared to unleash his third load for the night. He acted without thought, wanting to give her one more good push before he was spent.

Taz pulled back one last time, feeling his cock shooting off the first of several spurts of cum. With as much force as he could manage, he pushed in one last time, using his cum as a natural lubricant.

Nighttide’s cries joined his moans of pleasure. The feeling was incredible, indescribable. Taz panted as he felt wave after wave of jism shoot deep into the mare’s bowels.

Nighttide’s head fell back and her tongue rolled out of her mouth. And, more importantly, she now knew what is was like to be filled by her stallion in every place he could.

She knew, even in that state, this would not be the last time she felt this way. Far from it.

“How was that?” Taz asked, he could already feel himself softening, even buried in her rear like he was.

“Fan-fucking-tastic,” Nighttide replied, raising her muzzle to kiss him. “But I don’t think we can do this every day. I bet I’ll walk funny and feel bucking sore tomorrow.”

“I think you’d look cute walking a little bowlegged,” Taz replied with a kiss.

She bit lightly at his lip, “Only because you would get better looks from behind me,” she chuckled. “Not that I would complain about that.”

“As long as we’re together, we’ll face anything,” Taz said, yawning as he spoke.

“Time for my big, sexy, loving stallion to go to bed on his favourite pillow?” Nighttide asked, grinning.

“Is that a—yeah, I think it is,” he stated, about to ask if it was a good idea for him to sleep on her in her condition, but then stopping himself before doing so.

She smiled and lightly nibbled his lips. “I know what you wanted to say. But I’m fine and I would love to sleep with you like this.” “”

“Me too,” he stated, laying his head back down upon the nip of her neck. “You want me to pull out first?”

“Nah, it’d hurt to much right now. We’ll stay just like this.”

He chuckled a little as his eyes grew heavy, “You may need diapers if we keep this up.”

“Would you change me?” she asked, stroking his mane.

“As long as I’m at your side, I’m content with everything.”

“Goodnight, my sweet prince.”

“Goodnight, my love.”