As the alicorn and the changeling made their way to the dining room, Max gave off a weak belch. Luna was radiant right now, having spent the majority of the bath either attempting to suck his tonsils out or chattering excitedly about the experience. He'd already filled another jar and a half with the 'honey' as Luna was calling it and likely could fill at least half of another right now.

A jab into his side caused him to start, looking to the mare in confusion.

"Are you alright? You seem to be disconnected from the world," Luna asked in concern.

"I'm good, just a bit...you're radiant right now, Luna," he muttered, still stuck with her voice. "Positively glowing with emotion. It's a bit intense, that's all. Like trying to eat chocolate that's way too rich. It's wonderful and powerful and feels amazing, I just don't know how to, not absorb it. So I'm feeling a bit full. I'll probably fill another jar before dinner at this rate."

The happiness bloomed even more, Luna pulling him into her side with a wing and nuzzling his cheek as they walked down the hall.

"Excellent. You will be well supplied for your journey. Tia wishes to leave either tomorrow or the day after. The town is a mere days march from here, so it will not be long."

"T-thanks Luna. I, did you know you turn purple when I have a lot of love in my system?"

As it turned out, he did fill another jar when they reached the dining room. Two in fact. It helped clear his mind for the moment, allowing him to try and focus on changing his voice back. It was an effort he soon had to cut short though, as some nobles began filing into the room.

Celestia and Luna were seated on opposite ends of the table, Max being seated to Luna's right on the long table. The plates and cushions were prepared for a good number of ponies as usual but only about seven showed up, compared to the twenty or so that had been there earlier.

One in particular, the red earth pony mare from the day before, was hanging her head, sorrow pouring off of her. It was a strange change from the day before and the stallion made note of it, tapping Luna's shoulder and whispering into her ear.

"Something's up with the mare from before, the one with the seeds. You don't think any of these guys would sabotage her, do you?"

Luna gave a shrug of her wings, fighting back a giggle at his still altered voice. She leaned over to his own ear and answered in a deeper voice that was likely supposed to resemble his own.

"We-I do not know, I will ask her after the meal," Luna whispered, bursting into a fit of giggles as she leaned back into her seat.

Max cocked an eyebrow but otherwise was silent, his eyes tracking over those gathered at the table. When the meal actually began, there were only about twelve ponies gathered. The others...who knew where they went?

After the meal came the much dreaded request for actual proof of work. It wasn't bad all things considered. Celestia and Luna weren't even asking for their proof of nobility, just the fact that they'd done something in the past year. About six tried hoofing over ledgers with no particulars like names or dates or papers that were so freshly written the ink was still drying and smeared when Celestia wiped a cloth against it. One almost passed inspection, until Max mentioned to Luna that it had some powder sprinkled on it. Closer inspection revealed the use of some sort of powder to speed the drying process, though all that did was call the time of writing into question. It wasn't proof of wrong-doing.

That came from a name written on the paper.

"Cedar Block...this name is familiar to us," Celestia muttered, looking over the schedule.

"Ah, that is where we heard it!" Luna shouted from across the table. "Cedar Block was a fine craftspony, who lived in Paradise Valley about...one hundred and seventy years before the great migration?"

Celestia tapped her chin. "I find it amazing that you could contact such a pony from beyond the grave for the purpose of creating carts and wagons for us, Noble Tender. Now unless you can point us to another pony by the name of Cedar Block in the hamlet outside the keep, we suggest you leave by tomorrow. Lies reflect very poorly on one's name."

One by one the nobles presented their case. Finally they came to the red earth pony, the one who seemed to be on the verge of tears from the second she'd entered the room.

"Noble Redstreak? You spoke of collecting seeds for the crops and storing them while waiting for the fields to be prepared. We would like an estimate as to the count and kinds of seeds that you gathered."

"I, I can not provide that your highness," the mare said while staring at her untouched plate. "When I went to check on them after the duel, they...I shall be leaving in the morning."

Luna looked to the changeling for a moment before speaking.

"Lady Redstreak, we would like you to lead Maximus to the location that you kept the seeds."

Max nodded, rising from his seat and moving around the table. The noblemare looked terrified, radiating fear in his direction before seeming to deflate as she accepted her fate. Redstreak weakly nodded before rising from her place and walking out the door, the stallion following behind her.

Celestia sipped her water as she looked at the small stack of scrolls the nobles had presented to her. Most were already dismissed after the ink smudged, going against her request that they not write up something a few hours before the meeting. She wasn't certain why Luna had sent the changeling with earth pony noble, but she was certain she'd find out soon enough.

The last pony filed out of the room, leaving the two alicorns alone. A knight approached cautiously, bowing before speaking to them.

"Your highnesses, I wish to inform you that Noble Shimmering Barricade is the one who created and maintains the guard rotations and training regimens. He is rarely seen outside of his office however, and thus may not be aware of your request. Had I known before now, I would have informed him of this. In fact I am uncertain why he has not been told of this yet."

"Thank you, Duty. The two of us shall be discussing this situation in full later tonight," Celestia said, rising from her seat and levitating the scrolls after her.

"Luna, why did you send Maximus with Redstreak?" the white alicorn asked as the walked through the hallways to a private room. Celestia had already mentally nixed Luna's room. She wished to be nowhere near it.

"He said she was, he believed she may have been sabotaged," her sister said. "That a pony may have damaged the seeds or stolen them. After seeing how she'd brightened after delivering the information yesterday, we must agree with his assessment. We sent him with her to view the area she'd kept them in. Perhaps he could find something to prove her word? Watching her face us empty hooved tonight, we truly wish to learn what became of her seeds."

Celestia nodded as she opened the door to her own room, allowing her sister to follow her in before closing the door.

"And you are certain you need not send somepony to bring him back to your room?"

Luna shrugged her wings.

"We believe he shall be fine. The keep is not as large as you seem to believe, sister, and he can detect nearby emotions. We hope to find out if he can track us by this ability. If he is able to, we shall not need to worry about him becoming lost."

The white alicorn sighed as she set the papers on a table.

"Luna, earlier, when he was, were you aware of what he was doing?"

"Not until we woke up," Luna answered with a blush and a giggle. "We, he was exacting his revenge on us for doing similar to him after the two of us rolled and slept in our room."

"You mated with him while we were sleeping in your bed?" the older mare asked incredulously.

"'Twas not exactly mating, more that we pleasured him to tease the changeling. He was quite certain he'd wake you if he was loud, but you sleep through anything so-"

"Luna, that's- you can't just rut with him when we are in the room! It's not proper! It's, at least give us the chance to leave!" Celestia barked at her sister, blushing furiously. She knew she'd smelled sex but that it was in fact her sister playing with the stallion and not her own arousal...it left her a confused bundle of relief and anger.

"Oh, you are one to talk! Walking into our room at all hours as if you have no sense of privacy and decency!" the blue alicorn retorted. "Several times you have walked into our room, acting disgusted or appalled by what you find. Well Tia, the solution is simple. Stop walking into our room! Maximus is our stallion and we enjoy spending time with him. Did you know we were worried when we first awoke to find ourselves bound like that? We panicked, we panicked and he slowed, ready to stop should we have requested it. Only once we relaxed into his care again did he continue. And Tia, we have never felt such blinding pleasure as what he has delivered to us earlier today."

Celestia balked at the statement, but Luna continued to talk over her.

"We were only just regaining our bearing when we heard him arguing with you. Speaking of attaching you to the wall and leaving you there while we enjoyed each other's company. We would help him, Tia. We would hold you in place while he applied the adhesive to you. Mayhap such an experience would finally ingrain the idea in your head to stay away when the stallion and ourself are enjoying each other's company.

"Or perhaps, Tia," the blue mare added with a predatory grin. "Perhaps you would become interested in joining us. To experience the pleasure such a joining brings. We would have no compunctions with you joining our flock, and since he is empowered by love, he recovers very quickly. Not only that, but the things he has spoken of, he will be teaching us another way to experience pleasure tonight..."

Celestia felt her cheeks heat up at the accusations and suggestions. This was the little pegasus she'd shared a home with for the last ten years, the little mare who would curiously ask what sex was then wander off when Celestia told her it was icky and something she shouldn't worry about.

"Luna, we're practically family. You cannot just go inviting-"

"Tia, you cared for us for a few years. We acknowledge this. We can never thank you enough. We are both adults now, however. This constant avoidance of a topic because it causes you discomfort is silly, why are you always so shy about it?" Luna asked softly.

"Luna, we can't just, we have other things we must work on," Celestia finally stated, deciding to change the topic. "We wish to finish working with one problem before we invite a slew of others."

"Very well. This discussion is far from over though, Tia. We will have an answer from you."

Taking a seat beside the table and levitating a few papers in her telekinetic grip, Luna frowned.

"The number of parasites is ridiculous. Did none of these ponies even try to do work?"

"Some of the guards found three of them in the cellar, attempting to take enough food for a long trip, maybe more. They were kicked out for attempted theft and their names were recorded by the knights. The scroll with the names is apparently in the knights' tower, though we will ask for our own copy tomorrow. Other than that, many were seen packing their things last night. I believe I prefer that to this charade some tried to pull today. Using a dead pony's name, it disgusts me," the white mare said with a shake of her head.

"It is as the saying goes, Tia. Sometimes you cannot trust another to do a job, you must see to it yourself. When will you be leaving with the knights?"

Celestia winced.

"We would like to leave tomorrow. Pike and Lance have already prepared supplies, citing that they've taken lead roles in this sort of expedition before. We have had a bag set up for ourself as well. We are a bit nervous, but we shall see it through."

"We would be willing to go," Luna said when she noticed the white mare's anxiety. "You need not take this burden if you do not believe yourself ready. There is plenty to be done around the keep."

The older alicorn shook her head.

"We left you to take care of this for too long, we disconnected ourself from one of the primary things a princess must be willing to do for her subjects. We must, reconnect with the knights. We must remind ourself why we lead."

"Very well, Tia. Do not be afraid to call for assistance should you find yourself in over your head. We know how quickly things can go stale in such journeys." the smaller mare counseled.

"We shall, Luna. Shall we leave you to prepare his things? We know the two of you have been preoccupied lately, what with the duel and his discussion with the knights earlier."

"We shall delegate to one of the knights. We believe Pike will be going with you, correct? Max seems to have a friendship with her, she will see to it that proper care is taken in preparing his pack. After all, Max still has something to teach us tonight."

Celestia rubbed at her temple as the blue mare burst into giggles. It seemed that no matter the topic, Luna was always going to find a way use it to bring up her activities with the stallion.

"Here," the noblemare said, opening a closet and stepping aside. Max looked around the barren room. It was completely empty, not even a scrap of cloth left in the darkest corners of the room. That didn't mean he didn't see any proof of the mare's words though. In between some of the cracks on the floor and right where the door was attached there were several seeds. Proof that at some point, the room had contained what the earth pony had said she had gathered. He stepped into the room, breathing deeply through his nose and even sticking out his tongue. The air was strange, it was almost as if...he could taste something. He sniffed again, looking at the location that he knew the seeds had sat. He could see them, see the outline of the damn things. It was like he was seeing...

'The care that was poured into them. She watched over these things religiously.'

He sniffed about, looking about the room and smelling the care the mare had been pouring into the seeds for who knew how long. That and something else, something more recent. Something that burned his tongue and tickled his nose.

'Looks like we have our second emotion, the one who stole it. Is it fear, shame or anger though?'

"W-what are you doing?" Redstreak asked as she watched the stallion, confusion settling in as he sniffed along the ground like some dog.

He licked a hoof and wiped it on the floor near a wall outside her room, bringing the hoof to her muzzle. The red mare squinted in confusion before her eyes widened. There were seeds stuck to the bottom of his hoof. He was searching for the seeds.

'I just hope they're nearby. And that no one asks me anything. I don't want to have to explain my voice right now,' Max grumbled to himself as he followed the nearly invisible trail. Twice he doubled back after the trail grew cold. Several more times he found himself nearly goring a pony that he didn't see, his nose stuck so close to the ground for the emotion-bearing seeds that he wasn't aware of much else.

"He's a tracking dog now?" a familiar voice called out at him, causing him to blink and look to the sound.

Twister and Lance were both walking down the hallway, the pegasus mare fighting off her laughter by keeping her muzzle held shut.

"So what are you doing?" Lance asked, looking to the noble and back to Max.

The changeling slumped. There wasn't a good way out of this.

"I'm tracking some seeds that were taken from Lady Redstreak's closet."

The three ponies went silent as their eyes widened.

"Uh, why do you-"

"I was trying out some of my changeling abilities and my voice got stuck like this. I don't know how to change it back yet. That's why I wasn't talking," he said, looking to Redstreak for the last bit. "I can smell the care she put into those seeds, she likely watched over them for a long time. I also smelled another emotion there, one not as strong but, it felt like it layered into the care. Are you two on patrol or-"

"We can help!" Twister shouted in excitement. "We're on general patrol right now, no real path we need to follow. I can talk for you, too. You know, if sounding like the princess is too much for you. You aren't going to turn into a mare, are you?"

"Not as far as I know. Oh, I hope not. I'm kind of attached to my gender, thank you," the changeling said, returning his nose to the ground. Straight down the hall, a left at the next intersection. Down some stairs and out a back door into the courtyard of the keep. He kept seeing little seeds on the path, so he knew he was going the right way. Following the scent, he walked under a small overhang near the gate and up to a wagon. Pulling back the tarp over the wagon-

"What are you doing? Get away from my cart!"

"Noble Flint Chip," Redstreak greeted calmly, her eyes not even looking in his direction. "If this is your cart, why are the seeds that I spent several months trading for and gathering thrown in the back?"

"What are you talking about? These seeds are mine. There's nothing on those bags to denote your ownership of them. Are you calling me a thief, Redstreak?" the stallion huffed, trotting up and trying to loom over her. As she was focused on the bags, it didn't work that well.

"Those are the seeds I spent several weeks, almost several months gather," the mare growled, finally turning to look at him. "I had to face her highnesses today with empty hooves, because somepony stole them from me. Do not play with me, Flint. I will shove that horn of yours so far up your flank you'll be spitting magic!"

The stallion balked at the mare's outburst, but quickly found his spine again.

"You can claim they are yours all you like, Redstreak, but my seeds are on my cart. What are you going to do, challenge me to a duel?"

"The changeling seems quite convinced those are her seeds." Twister said, giggling as Max played the part of a pointer and stared intently at the bags.

"Ah yes, the same changeling that insulted Lady Fortune several times?"

"The same one that Princess Luna offered to second for in that very duel," Redstreak retorted. "The same changeling that Her highness personally asked to investigate this occurrence."

"Well unless you have something a bit more concrete then-"

Max tuned the guy out, moving to the side of the cart and grabbing the cover on the back a good yank. The cover fell away and the four ponies stared at him.

"You, you dare to touch my cart after I demanded you to leave it alone? I'll-"

"Hey Lance?" Twister called as she flitted over the cart, lifting a candelabra in her hooves. "Wasn't this from the library?"

"Yea, it sure looks like it," the stallion replied as he approached the cart. "I think these plates were from the kitchen."

Redstreak turned to face the now slowly retreating Flint Chip.

"You realize that being asked by the princess, he does in fact have authority to investigate all goings on of the castle, correct? That by threatening him even after being told that he was here on her highnesses behest, you have threatened her highness herself."

"Noble Flint Chip, please calmly follow me. Princesses Celestia and Luna will be wishing to speak with you about this," Twister calmly stated as she approached the noble.

The stallion sputtered and shifted on his front hooves.

"You can't do this, these are baseless accusations and-"

"Chip?" Redstreak said with an unsettling smile. "If you resist their request, they would be within their right to take you to the dungeons. Nobility or not."

As the two guards led the stallion away, several more knights joining in to make certain he wouldn't try anything and a pegasus flying ahead to warn the princesses of their soon to arrive guest, Redstreak nearly bounced over to Max and hugged his foreleg.

"Oh, I can't believe you found it! I thought it was gone and that I'd have nothing for their majesties! Thank you thank you thank you, if you ever need anything, you need only ask, I'm so sorry I thought you were going to execute me or eat me, I'm so happy to have the seeds back! I'll make certain they're well guarded this time. I-"

Max watched as the mare began rambling and prancing about, radiating a sense of happiness that felt similar to the seeds. It just left him more convinced she was actually attached to them. That actually left a very important question. If ponies could imprint emotions on things from constant interaction, what would that do to a creature that fed on those emotions?

Luna was just stepping out of her sister's room when he found her, calling her goodnights over her back as she closed the door.

"Oh! You were able to find us, excellent! We were informed of Flint Chip's attempted theft. He will be leaving the castle in the morning, after the knights do a thorough check of anything he tries to bring with him. The cart actually belonged to Lady Sapphire, who is still recovering from her surge the other day. Tia is reluctant to question her as the unicorn is...fragile at the moment."

"We shall take a bath then retire for the night. Is that acceptable?"

"I think, actually I think we should head to bed first," he said quietly into her ear. "If you don't like what we do, we can wash ourselves up and just enjoy each other the regular way."

Luna cocked her head curiously before nodding.

"It sounds like a plan. Very well, let us be off."

It was getting to be a familiar sight, following Luna to her room. Watching the mare as she jumped up on the bed, stopping to quickly raise her tail in his direction before turning around with a faint blush. Max smiled at her in return, stepping sideways to show his own body as his plates opened up in preparation. Despite the mutual teasing, he could taste the mare's nervousness. He jumped up on the bed beside her and pulled in into his barrel, kissing her and allowing his weight to topple them, Luna ending up on her back. The stallion nibbled lightly along her neck, causing her to nicker softly in anticipation. She pushed him off and rolled onto her stomach, levitating the vial of oil over to the bed and into his grip.

"You're certain you want to do this?" he asked, looking over the vial before meeting her eyes.

She nodded.

"We are, we are just...nervous. We are uncertain how it will feel."

"Well that makes two of us," he muttered. "Before we start, I want you to go use the toilet. Do your best to empty yourself."

The alicorn blushed but rose and jumped from the bed. She made her way to the garderobe and closed the external door. Max was sitting on the bed, staring out the window as he waited. He heard the mare grunt a few times as she...did her thing. After a few moments, he heard something else.

He heard her whine.

"Luna? Are you okay?"

"F-fine!" she answered a little too quickly. After another moment she emerged, still blushing furiously as she approached the bed. "We, we decided to be thorough and used our magic. It felt strange. However we believe we are...ready to receive you."

Max intercepted her, meeting her just before the bed and kissing her deeply. She hummed with delight, running her tongue over his teeth and against the roof of his mouth as his own organ explored her mouth. Breaking the kiss, he gave her a light peck on the nose and moved around her.

"Put your barrel on the bed, Luna. We're going to make sure you're in the right mindset first."

The mare carefully hefted herself partway onto the bed, allowing her neck and barrel to lie in the cushions. Her wings gave away her nervousness though. That and her roiling emotions.

"I'm going to start things of very simply, okay? No surprises, I'll tell you everything that's going on," Max explained as he began circling his hooves around her cutie marks.

"First things first is basic arousal. You have to be in the mood, as it were."

He leaned in and nipped her flank lightly before trailing a line of nips and kisses straight to the teardrop of her marehood.

"That means playing with you until you're ready for a rut," he breathed into her flower before kissing it. She groaned as she felt his tongue slide in as he'd done so many times before. She felt it begin to explore her folds, writhing inside of her like something alive. She felt herself clench lightly as her body began to heat up, felt the changeling begin to start slurping noisily from her need as her nethers began to weep her natural lubricant.

His tongue was pulled back, a slight flick playing over her clit and drawing a shout of pleasure as he pulled away from her.

"Now, we make certain everything's all nice and ready. I'm going to get myself nice and slick now. It will only be for a little bit though.

He mounted her, driving his stallionhood into her clenching muff easily and quickly. The mare squirmed at the penetration, looking back to him questioningly.

"Just a, hah, warm up. Gotta make sure, we're both ready."

He pulled out, fighting the powerful urge to continue and sat on his haunches. His dick was slick with her arousal now, and she was currently dribbling that same arousal down her legs. Looking a bit higher, he spotted her second hole just below the tail. It looked kind of like an inflated ring, a little thing that clenched as his breath rolled over it. He trailed his tongue around the mare's flanks, slowly circling the ring before letting his tongue flick over it.

"Ah!" she squeaked, the ring clenching again from her surprise.

Max grabbed the vial and popped the stopper off with his teeth. Carefully, he added a little to his hoof and began applying it under her tail. Taking the vial in both hooves, he held it just over her ring and chuckled.

"Alright Luna. I want you to relax a bit. You said you cleaned yourself out, so push like you're going to go."

The ring began flexing, clenching then relaxing in sequence as the alicorn slowly worked up the nerve to relax herself. The moment it was open enough for him to see the shine of her insides, he tipped the vial, letting it pour over her hole.

"Cold!" Luna squeaked out, not only clenching her butt shut but shifting her legs and pressing her flanks together.

"I know it is, but I need you to relax. We're almost ready," he soothed, running a hoof along her flank.

Slowly the mare relaxed again, spreading her legs and fluttering her wings as she forced herself to relax. Once more the ring began to spread open as she forced herself to reveal herself to him.

"That's it. Just like that," he soothed, running his oiled hooved along the ring before pouring more over his dick. Rubbing up and down the length, he bucked slightly as his hooves ran under his rings, the sensitive parts of his penis reacting strangely to the cool oil. Certain that there wasn't anything else to do, he mounted her and slowly guided himself to her northern entrance. He stopped as he felt himself brushing against her lips and hiked himself up on her back. He felt the head press against the ring, resting perfectly against her anus.

"I'm going to push it in a little. You say if you need me to stop."

She squeaked, clenching once more before breathing deeply through her nose. She was nervous, but she was also excited. She relaxed nodding him forward.

He only made it about half way to the first ring before she clenched, her body already reacting to the intruder. Instead of just sitting there, he rocked against her slightly, keeping himself hard as the mare adjusted to the intrusion. She relaxed and he pushed in further. The first ring pressed against her and she once more clenched. Once more the stallion rocked against her, whispering encouragement as the alicorn slowly forced herself to relax.

So it continued until at long last, with a jittering thrust the stallion finally hilted. He sighed in both relief and pleasure. Pleasure at having himself buried in the mare underneath him, and relief at the fact that the first part was finally over.

"This is, supposed to be pleasurable?" Luna grunted, her emotions a mix of curiosity, irritation, and fatigue.

"Well neither of us, knows what we're doing. I can almost guarantee we messed, something up," Max panted, his legs all feeling a bit of burn from the constant fight for proper alignment. It wasn't like before where her body was trying to suck him in the entire time. This had been a battle.

"It had best, pay out well in the end or this is, not going to be happening ever, again," Luna panted.

Max nodded, shifting himself to prepare for the next step.

"I, can't argue with that. I'm going to-"

"Oh just do something already!" Luna barked at him, her irritation spiking. "We've been aroused for much too long with no pleasure beside your tongue earlier!"

Nodding, the stallion began rocking against the mare once more, her rear clenching and relaxing as his largest ring kept battering against the inside of her ass. With a little more force, the ring came free, the mare's clenching having receded enough to allow him to continue rocking even as it left her. Pulling out most of the way, the stallion stopped just shy of exiting the mare and began to thrust forward. He rocked against her, driving to the first ring, driving the first inside of her with twinge from both of them, drove the second in, drove the third and forth ones inside as well.

The fifth on the stallions rod, it wasn't cooperating. The stallion's ring was too wide for entry in a thrust. It actually caused both of them to cringe with every impact, the ring not giving enough while Luna's ass was no where loose enough to accept it's easy entry. With a grunt of irritation, Luna sat up from the bed. Max sat up as well, pulling out and growling in frustration as Luna looked back at him.

"If not for the fact that everything else you suggested has been wonderful, we would have you beaten for allowing us to try this. Never mention this again. Now rut us properly!"

"No, we're going to get cleaned up," he said as he gave her an apologetic kiss. "I want to get off as badly as you do, but I'm not going to risk either of us getting sick. We're going to clean up well, then we're going to rut each other silly. The easy way. In fact, you can think of it as something similar to what I did earlier."

Luna perked at the idea before grabbing the stallion in her magic and running to the bathroom.

"Let's hurry than. We require a release before we go insane!"

Rushing back to the bed after their quick but thorough cleaning, the mare displayed herself to him, taking a very similar position to what she'd been in earlier. This time Max indulged, eating the mare out ravenously and reveling in her moans and mewls of pleasure.

"Stars, that's what it's supposed to be like. Not that, that ridiculous-OH!"

Max grinned as he fluttered his tongue against her deepest reaches, causing her to shudder and clench from the contact. He slurped loudly on the fluids she leaked, knowing she was looking over her back towards him.

Removing his muzzle from her flower with a loud smack of his lips, he circled around the mare and jumped on the bed. Before she could ask what he was doing, he laid down and rolled over, exposing his solid ringed dick to the air. He smiled at her before patting his inner thigh, inviting her to take a seat.

"You wish us to, to mount you?" she asked cautiously as she jumped on the bed.

The stallion nodded.

"It's a nice position, don't you think? You can control the depth with your rocking and, if you want, we can kiss the entire time."

The mare gingerly took her place over him, her unsated arousal from earlier coming back with a vengeance. Lighting her horn, she gripped his stallionhood in her aura and directed it into her needy folds. A sigh of pleasure escaped both their lips.

He watched as she gingerly began rocking back and forth against him, testing her control and even shifting left and right, her wings splaying as it brushed against whatever part of her depths she desired. With a final giggle she wrapped her hooves around his body and kissed him.

He returned the kiss, reaching up and pulling her upper body close to his own. He explored her mouth as the mare humped, ground against him, shifted her body, did anything that caught her fancy. He bucked as her body pleasured him, forcefully resisting the urge to flip her over and rut her as he'd done already. This was hers, he'd already offered her control. He'd just have to, to hold on a bit longer.

Luna finally broke the kiss, panting deeply and pressing her hooves against his barrel. Her wings were fluttering rapidly, as she moaned her pleasure, rocking back and forth with him deep inside her. it was so much better than that failed experiment. She looked down at him with a hungry smile before leaning forwards a bit. She hooked her rear legs against his own and began furiously rutting him, rising and smashing back down against his inner thigh repeatedly as wet slaps began to fill the air.

"Yes, yes this is what we wanted! Yes, it feels, so good!" she whined, slowing to grind into him before continuing her frenzied pace. With a shudder the changeling came, thrusting up into her depths and causing her to shudder at the sensation. She slammed down on him, her own body twitching as an orgasm rocked her form.

"M-more, you need to, to make up for that, disaster," she growled, continuing to pump the changeling feverishly.

Max was staring blankly at the ceiling, the mare's lust having long ago fogged his mind. He didn't even need to do anything but thrust on every down stroke. That was all he could do. She would do the rest. She wanted his seed, she wanted it so badly. He had plenty to give her.

Thrust, thrust, thrust, thr-Uhst, clench. Hold her while he filled her with his seed. Thrust, thrust, thrust, thrust, th-Ha-rust, hold her while his body clenched once more. Thrust, thrust, thrust...

Luna panted as she came down from her...actually she wasn't certain what orgasm that was. The stallion had kept throbbing underneath her, so she'd kept going. Blinking as her mind slowly came back, she realized the stallion was comatose, his glazed eyes a swirling mix of red and pink as he drooled emotions freely.

She giggled in exhaustion as she allowed herself to fall to his barrel. The test had been a flop, but they'd made up for it. It was a learning experience. He'd already warned her that not all of them would interest her.

Feeling herself slosh a bit as she settled against him, she looked down to see her belly having gained a bit of a bulge. She giggled, shifting him loose enough to cause his seed to pour from her body and onto the bed. It drizzled to a trickle, leaving the stallions tail coated in a think puddle that would be the nightmare of any cleaning mare. There was always so much, as much as she wanted him to give her. Perhaps next time...yes. That would be fun...

And perhaps tomorrow she wouldn't have to listen to him speaking with her voice anymore.

Author's Notes:

They can't all be winner's Luna. Sorry.