The next week passed in relative peace for both the Lunar flock and Celestia back in the Keep. Seven had been complaining about a strange ache in her gut which Max had guessed was her body shifting to accommodate the increase in production of eggs(0-6 was quite the increase, after all) but otherwise the only big bit of news was a few diamond dogs arriving with a changeling drone.

The dogs were of course met with fear from the general populace. More than even Max and Crystal, who were at least pony-like in physical form.

It was why, in spite of being so different, the dogs were visibly relieved to see the larger forms of the changeling leaders at the keep. Seeing as Luna was currently speaking with Silver about the possibility of trade as well as the use of currencies and bartering, Silver wouldn't be available to speak with them until later.

"Hello, gentlemen." Max greeted cheerfully. "How's the pack doing?"

"Well, Max. It is doing well," Duke replied.

"Came out here yourself? I would have thought you'd send someone in your place as a representative."

The old dog shrugged.

"The other elders are all busy at the moment and none of us are especially talented in these sort of meetings. I have also been having difficulty even finding out what it is that the pack stands to gain from this meeting. The ponies have been less than accommodating."

"I understand," Max said, nodding. " They're a skittish lot. I was actually about to go out to the market, see what they have on display. Would you like to join me? It may answer that question of yours better as well as give me someone to talk to."

"It is better than attempting to corner one of these ponies to extract the information I seek. Very well, please lead the way."

Max found it kind of funny how quickly the ponies of the market scattered before his small group. Between the changelings, Rust, and the Elder's guards most of the ponies stayed out of their way. Some outright fled. The local guards were aware of their presence and thus didn't feel the need to interfere, though Max could hear a few terrified ponies asking the guards to protect them from the monsters.

'Ah, good to see the ponies are as skittish as ever.'

Really though, he'd been getting spoiled by the easy acceptance of those back at the alicorns' keep. His proximity to Luna, including the fact that his name was being thrown around by every knight and maid in the Keep.

A few of the vendors attempted to flee , but Max wasn't really interested in them. It was their goods he wanted to see. Cloths, both finished and the basic outlines of them hanging from a few stalls as well as in the open glass-less window of a single permanent shop, foods of all kinds that tickled his nose and caused him to salivate, spices both familiar and alien, jewelry that ranged from simple to glamorous. One of the few who didn't run was a potion seller who had a proudly displayed notice from some 'alchemical expert' that all of the mixtures were legitimate. Max found it both hilarious and not even a little bit encouraging.

After getting a good chuckle over the various potions(he was fairly certain his honey would be a more potent mana potion than the one the mare was hawking) Max's ears perked as he finally heard what he was hoping for. A sound the alicorn's keep had been missing.

The sound of a hammer striking metal.

Max giddily trotted towards the sound, weaving around the few ponies who didn't notice him and causing quite a ruckus in the process. While Duke and his guards belatedly noticing they'd lost their fourth member to a distraction(Not too big a deal, it was fairly easy to follow the trail of terror), the changeling didn't really mind. Max had been looking for a damned smithy since he first started helping the mares improve their home. He was hopefully going to get a few questions answered.

Entering the sweltering environment of the smithy, the changeling was almost giggling as he looked about. Tongs, hoof-hammers of different materials, metal bars and a seeming overabundance of gold items met his eyes.

'Why so much gold? Is it really that much more common here?'

He moved through the shop, lifting a few items and attempting to recognize the materials. Gold, very little silver as it was apparently still a rare item here with quite a few magical properties, a single titanium hoof-hammer, and several metals that were either a metal he'd not seen or some alloy.

"This is it! this is what I've been looking for! Finally, a damned smithy!"

"I'm not taking anymore orders, full up! So you can-"

Max turned to look at the voice, finding a large, sweaty, and apparently angry brown stallion who forgot how to speak at the sight of the strange creature. His confusion only increased when Duke stepped into the smithy as well, though he had to duck to do so. Duke was instantly entranced by the tools, looking over the various metal instruments with interest. The elder walked over to an unfinished blade, picking it up and lovingly running a paw over the flat side while nodding.

"It has been a long time since I've seen metalwork of any kind. It is good to know the local species are as capable. Rusty will be happy to know the trade will not be lost to us merely because there was no way to recover it or teach it to the pups."

"I'm only going to ask once before I call the guards. What are you, and what do you want?" the Smith asked with what sounded like anger. A changeling is hard to bluff though, and Max could taste the fear pouring off of the smith.

"Maximus, a changeling," he answered, smiling a little less to keep his fangs back. "This is Elder Duke of the Rock Diver pack, a group of Diamond dogs. I'm actually here to try and make certain the forge I managed to cobble together won't explode on me or even better, learn to make a sturdy one. That and see if there's an apprentice I could take off your hooves. As for Duke..."

"My race live underground. Metals are found by our scouting parties all the time but are useless to us in our current state. We no longer have the information on how to properly work it. As with your own species, the diamond dogs suffered a calamity. I personally have not seen the sun since I was a little pup. During our contact with the alicorns and the changelings, this was finally changed."

"The winged unicorn mare that has been speaking with Lady Copper and Duke Silverblood is the ruler of another keep to the southeast. I currently work as an advisor to Princess Luna and another princess, alerting them to pressing issues I find in the keep. One of the things they didn't have was a forge. This was unacceptable, so I took it upon myself to correct this issue."

Chuckling as he looked around excitedly, Max turned back to the smith.

"I've managed to make a forge from scratch, but it's not a very good one as I've no prior experience with such things, only theory. If you could point us in the right direction, either by allowing me to compare yours against what I've built or even pointing me towards a local smith I can poach, I'd appreciate it. A pony who knows how to build and maintain a forge would be even better."

"I've lived in this keep longer than I've lived anywhere else," the smith replied, looking at Max with a hard expression. The expression did nothing to cover his emotions though. Fear was once more what Max felt from him. Not of the strange creatures anymore, but a fear of losing the familiar . "There may be others though. My apprentice tried opening another forge not too far from here. There was a third pony who wanted to be a smith as well, but she never was given the opportunity. She paid for a few lessons from me and seemed a natural but after my apprentice tried pushing me out of business..."

"Do you think you could direct me to them, Mr-?"

"Good Strike's my name. I don't know about my old apprentice, but the mare works odd jobs. Spends every night in the Nature's Love tavern. Shouldn't be too hard to find her. Mare's as tough as they come. Last I heard she was the hoof-wrestling champion of that tavern."

"I'll be sure to look there tonight. The younger stallion's name, though?"

"You're looking for Sure Fire," the stallion answered. "The mare goes by Temper."

"Thank you for your help. I'll be certain to let them know you sent us their way."

"I'll be upset if I hear that colt disappears," Strike called after them as they left.

Max just looked back and nodded before looking around the still-crowded market.

"Now, who would know where a smithy-less blacksmith would be staying?"

"You said you had found a smith?" Luna asked as their knights gathered just inside the central keep's main gate. After rubbing elbows with the leaders of several keeps and learning the local currency was nothing more than simple gold coins, each valued at a loaf of bread or five to a days work, she was ready to return to her own bed. Though she was fond of the stares she received every evening and morning. One of the dukes had even accused her of faking it, to which she had simply not raised the Moon for a few minutes, letting the stallion's insult die in front of those he insulted her in front of. Afterwards he'd been charged with providing restitution, which would be delivered to the her home within a month or so.

The coins had been a surprise for her, at first getting her excited. If they were simple gold tokens, well, they'd unearthed plenty of that back home. Max didn't like the idea though, citing something called inflation and then explaining the negative impact such an activity would have on the value of the coins. Until they were powerful enough to issue their own currency, adopting the coin currency would give them a starting point with which to interact with other towns. To that end they'd managed to walk off with a small chest of the coins. Silverblood gave her a good three hundred for the destruction of the bandits, even if his own troops were involved(Luna was fairly certain it was because of her intervention earlier that when the stallion had been attacked). Copper Road promised to visit once she'd sorted her own affairs and promised no less than a full hundred out of her own pocket, which Luna declined on the premise that the Lady put the coinage into repairing her home.
Max and Crystal were also a source of coin. Between selling a few bottles of honey and Crystal participating in a tourney the dukes were holding, they brought in just over an additional hundred coins.

"Should be here any...ah, right there."

Luna turned to follow his hoof, spotting two mares and a stallion walking towards them. They were stopped at the gate by the guards, but Max was already moving to welcome them.
'Well, I would be remiss if I did not welcome him as well.'

"-wanted to be sure, sir. I apologize if ye find insult in my distrust-"

"No, no! It's completely understandable. Two strange creatures walked into your inn and offered a mare a job. I get it. In fact I find your loyalty to your patrons inspiring. I wish the innkeepers in my homeland were half as concerned for my wellbeing when I stayed the night."

"Well I can't rightly say I'd do the same for a pony who just stayed the night but this dear's become a regular and I wouldn't be able ta sleep tonight if'n I didn't check on her."

"Ah, Temper, Mr. and Mrs. Candlehearth. Allow me to introduce Princess Luna, Guide of the Moon and Co-Ruler of the Keep to the south."

Luna watched curiously as the younger mare stepped forward, throwing off her previous assumption of who the smith was. Temper if she assumed correctly, was a black maned earth pony with an almost golden pelt, with no cutiemark to speak of.

"Temper, your grace," the mare said with a full bow. "I only hope I can serve well."

"If you have any experience with working metal, we can use you," The alicorn assured the mare. "Maximus is currently the closest thing we have to a smith, and he's never worked a forge in his life."

"That's not true. I managed to make that ingot and the little trinket. That's at least a day."

Crystal began giggling from behind the two larger creatures, and Luna turned to thank the innkeeper for her concern. Seeing the old matron's face though, it did something to her...
'Candle-hearth.'

"Ask her, Luna," Max whispered into her ear. "You'll never know unless you ask."

"We...I must make an additional request, this one of you, Miss Heath. Do you...have you ever..."

Luna swallowed hard, nearly jumping when her flock set themselves to either side, pressing into her encouragingly.
"Do you remember a mare, blue maned and grey hair, a Pegasus mare who had...three fillies. And a colt, I think. She had a few rain clouds for her cutie mark."

Hearth frowned as she focused on the details, attempting to run down the list of mares she'd seen in the past.
"I can't say I recall a mare like that stay- oh, no, that's why. She was a neighbor. Flurries. Flurries was a Pegasus of those colors. I don't think she's the one you're speakin' of though. Flurry only had two foals, a filly and a colt. She also didn't have a mark."

"It's perfectly fine, Miss Hearth. Any news is good news, even if it's crossing another lead off the list. Thank you for your time."

Crystal shooed the smith towards the knights, telling her she could use one of the new wagons for her heavier gear. They only had two, but the wagons weren't even half full at the moment.

Max was pulling Luna back to the knights telling her that it was an honest attempt and that was what mattered. That they'd find Moonbeam's parents if they kept looking. As they walked away though, Crystal found her gaze turning back to the innkeeper, who was deep in thought.

"Moonbeam...Moonbeam..."

"A small Pegasus filly," Crystal said, gaining the mares attention. "It was...I believe my alpha said it was almost a decade ago by her best estimate. That was when the filly went missing."

Candlehearth frowned, closing her eyes.
"Small Pegasus...Moonbeam. But that...how, why would..."

"You recognize the name?"

"I believe so, but the filly' mother was a different coloration. The mare she described, I think that was one of Moonbeam's older sisters. Flurries, she was the only one who hadn't been teleported by Chaos. All of the others are gone."

"Max! Max, come here!"
Crystal wasn't certain if it was possible, but she was aware other creatures could muddle details. It was why Max asked her for help remembering things. He'd remember colors, but forget the order. He'd recall a song, but switch around lines of he chorus. Luna had a good memory, but Max's earliest memories were often so muddled not even the changeling queen could make sense of them. The same could be true of her flock's alpha.
"Please repeat the information for Max."

Crystal watched carefully as the old mare described a small family on the outskirts of town, a flock of Pegasi that she could recall seeing a small blue Pegasus filly being a part of. The more details the mare added, the more Max's mind buzzed with excitement. When the mare gave a location for the pony in question the stallion was off like a shot leaving Crystal to persuade the mare that Max had no ill intentions with Flurries. He would either confirm this lead or deny it. She wouldn't bother Luna with it until they knew for certain.

Max had needed to stop and ask for directions several times, eventually opting to use Twister's form to prevent ponies from screaming at his rapid approaches. After freaking out another pony due to forgetting to shift his eyes, Max was once more getting directions. Or at least, they were words that had different directions in them.

"Flurries? I thought she lived on the banks of the Hanky-Panky River."
"No no no, that's Bullfrog and his herd," another argued. "She lives-"

"So y'er lookin' for flurries? May be waitin' a while, haven't seen a single snowflake in years."

"Flurries huh. Aye, I know the way. Now, ya see that road down there? Don't take that one, it'll do ya no good. What ya need to do is-"

Max was rubbing a hoof over his, currently her temple. In some areas he got more propositions than directions and while he thought Twister was cute he didn't think she was so desirable it would cause him problems.

"Flurries, you say?" An older mare asked.

"Yes. I need to ask her something in regards to her family. I'm pursuing an old missing filly case and hope to get the mare some closure. Or better yet, a family."

The Pegasus mare tapped a hoof to her chin, looking into the sunset.
"Flurries. Now that's a name I haven't heard in a long, long time."

"You know her?"

"Well of course I know her," she answered with a smile. "She's me. Come along, I was just heading home to put some tea on the fire. The foals are still on their routes and won't be home until late. The difficulties of having your foals join the guard. Still, they take care of me, and Blizzard is being targeted by a cute little unicorn down the road. Oh, I can't wait for the grandfoals. It's a mare's dream to see her grandfoals, you know. Do you have anypony, dear?"

"I'm actually in a flock. We're all quite happy at the moment but there's been a few fertility issues."

"Oh dear. Has your stallion tried a little blood-weed in his evening drink? That helps a bit."

Max chuckled at the suggestion.
"Uh, no. The stallion doesn't have any issue. He's also pretty virile."
At the mare's confused glance, he grinned awkwardly.
"He produces a lot."

"I understand. Sorry dear. I just don't think I've heard that word before. You are rutting during heats, right?"

"That's kind of the issue. One's not a pony-well, neither is he, technically. Two aren't ponies and the third, she recently was subjected to a deep magical change. The non-pony mare, she had something done to her. She was sterile. Is sterile, but we found a cure. We're holding off on using it though because to do so would weaken her, and right now we're traveling. We don't want her to be put in unnecessary danger."

Max followed the older mare up to the cottage and in the door, making note of the simple furnishings scattered throughout the home. One thing that stuck out was he lack of pictures. Older people always had hundreds of the damn things but here, there wasn't so much as a speck of paint on the walls.

Watching the Pegasus put a large kettle over the fire pit and wandering off to find her matches, Max added a horn and fired a quick fire starter he pulled from Crystal before dropping the horn again. No need for her to strain herself.

"Oh, why thank you. Now, you said something about a missing filly?"

"Does the name Moonbeam ring a bell? Sorry, sound familiar?"

Flurries' face scrunched up in thought. "Moonbeam."

"Small blue Pegasus filly. Was teleported by Discord."

Flurries flinched at the name but otherwise just shook her head.

"I can't say it does. I'm sorry dear. I wish I could help."

"No, it's perfectly fine. I didn't really expect to find answers so quickly. Thank you for your time."

"It's no trouble at all. Would you stay for a cup of tea? I don't get many visitors."

Max hummed, quickly seeing how far Crystal was from his current position. The group was already moving, but as they were on ground and he would be flying...

"I'd love to."

Celestia let loose a deep yawn as she walked to her room. She'd been feeling exhausted lately, left to perform her twice-daily ritual of raising the sun by herself. While there was honey to help her out, she couldn't drink too much of it without getting intoxicated. Being the only leader present at the moment, she wasn't about to get drunk and leave the Keep uncared for.
'Just a day or so more,' she thought happily.

A noble or two had been feeling particularly brave with only one princess present but to her surprise Seven had ruthlessly stamped out his attempt at subverting the alicorns' rule, rounding up he and the few who were involved, either as accomplices or who encouraged him, into changeling holding pods until such a time as Celestia or Luna could see to them. When Celestia had been given the report by Shimmering and asked for her reasons for acting, she merely cocked her head and asked if Celestia was upset because she had wanted to take care of them.

Celestia let out a quiet giggle. The mare had never realized it hadn't been a question of what she had done but why. The alicorn didn't feel as though her talk with Seven had inspired some sort of loyalty, but the queen's actions said otherwise. Whatever the changeling's thoughts regarding her current situation, she wasn't about to allow this city to be destabilized.

Slipping out of a warm bath after dinner, the exhausted mare was nearly at her bed when the guards outside her door began arguing with someone. She perked and ear and soon noticed the odd buzzing voice of Seven outside her room.
'I suppose I can see what she needs. I do kind of owe her for that.'

She opened the door and called the queen in, thanking the knights standing guard before closing it behind Seven.
"I'm about to head to bed, Seven. Is there something you need?"

The queen nodded. Trotting up to Celestia, she turned around and shoved her rear towards the solar alicorn, showing her swollen vaginal lips that were even now seeping with arousal.
"What do I do with this?"

Celestia almost choked on the fumes of the queen, they were so potent and unexpected. Pushing the flank away, she leaned away and took a few breathes.

"I, I am afraid I do not understand the issue? Did you lay a second clutch or are you merely aroused? And I do not understand why you approach me with this. Would not Maximus be a better individual to question?"

Seven scowled, scuffing a hoof on the stone floor after turning to face her.
"The Breeder has already fixed more than I could ever repay him for and I do not, I cannot ask more of him. Seventeen, she receives most of her knowledge from him so asking one is akin to asking the other. And you...have not led me astray to this point. I require your aid, Alicorn."

"Celestia," she corrected, noticing the queen wince slightly at the correction.

"Y-yes. I apologize. I require your aid, Celestia. What is occurring?"

'It must be bothering her more than I thought if she's that willing to accept my corrections.'
"How long have you been, er, experiencing arousal?"

"My egg canal has been leaking since yesterday morning. I laid a second clutch of three, my first clutch, but the tingle hasn't gone away. I tried remaining in my room until it passed but it hasn't."

The larger mare rolled her eyes at the terminology.
"Seven, what have you learned about the repairs Maximus worked on your body?"

"Something about dead nerve-clusters, and then the repair to my egg-production."

Nodding, the alicorn rolled a hoof for her to continue. When she didn't, Celestia began to realize where the problem may lie.
"Seven...have you ever been...aroused before?"

"You keep saying that word like it means something to me," the mare said emotionlessly.

"Oh my stars, do not tell me; Seven, have you ever learned anything about that portion of your body?"

"Very well. I shall not tell you. Will you help?"

Celestia wanted to cry. His was not what she wanted to do right now. She wanted to sleep, to get as much rest as she could before the sunrise was needed. She had been exhausted by the lowering of the sun and the next cycle was promising to be even more tiresome.
Rubbing her temple in frustration she snapped her eyes open as the deep scent of the queen's need became all-inclusive once again, Seven having turned around and stuck her butt back in the larger mare's face.

"How do I make this stop? Please, if you make this stop I shall do whatever you ask. Anything, just make this feeing go away."

Celestia flinched at the desperation in the queen's plea. It wasn't that bad for her, was it? Then again, Crystal had been constantly flagging her tail after her own healing even with constant attention from Luna and Max. Seven had undergone a much deeper change, and without the attention. Seeing the queen grinding her teeth even as her nethers winked, the older mare came to a decision.
"Alright. But you will do what I say, and you..."
Changeling honey had less effect on the ones who provided it, right? Eyes lighting slightly at the idea of a mutually beneficial exchange, Celestia hopped on her bed.
"I shall help you, but I need you to use the emotion you gather from me tonight to make some honey that I may drink in the morning. I'm exhausting myself and need the extra magic. In return I shall help you with your...problem."

"Thank you. It has been bothering me all day and I didn't even sleep last night. Thank you. Anything you require, Princess. Please, what do I need to do?"

Leaning back slightly at the intense outburst, Celestia checked to make certain her sound wards were in place.
'I cannot believe I am about to do this.'
Celestia guided the horny queen onto the bed and rolled her onto her back, taking up a reverse straddle which left her own nethers in reach of the queen.
"I want you to do your best to mirror my tongue's actions. You should see a similar set of, eh, things to your own under my tail and um, tailhole. Can you do that?"

"You're going to lick it? That doesn't help, touching it just makes it leak more. How do I make it-"

"You asked me for my help, did you not?" Celestia cut her off, twisting to look at the mare she had pinned. "Are you refusing my help? If so you may leave."

Seven snapped her mouth shut and shook her head before making a motion across her muzzle, one that confused Celestia. Judging by the cross-eyed expression that came a moment later, it may have been a stray memory from Max that hadn't been removed yet.

Nodding, Celestia turned to the pulsating flesh that was now directly below her. She could smell Seven, but would it be like Maximus or...

Not hesitating anymore, she gave the outer lips a broad lick, followed by another. She smacked her lips and hummed. It didn't taste too bad. In fact it tasted better than her own-

Celestia broke into a blush at the thought. She still couldn't believe she'd done that but after learning the pleasures that were just a properly placed hoof away, she'd given into her curiosity. Changelings seemed to taste sweet in general.

Seven subconsciously bucked into the attention, a spurt of fluids ejecting out onto the bed even as the queen gurgled through clenched teeth. Licking the nub of the changeling's clit when it was exposed, Celestia followed it back into the canal with her tongue.

"Oh, oh Hive, what-"

The white alicorn blinked in confusion as the queen suddenly orgasmed, squealing as she let out a quick gush of fluids.
'But I only-'

Looking back to the glassy-eyed mare, her own arousal just beginning to burn, Celestia smacked the queen's muzzle with her tail.
"I did not think it was that bad. Are you still with me Seven, or are we done?"

Her partner nodded slowly, using her chitin-covered hooves to pull Tia's cheeks apart before running her serpentine tongue over the moistening labia.

Shivering at the touch, the older mare began circling a hoof around the queen's own sex, earning a few bucks and a whine in return. The tongue felt just as good now as it had when Max had-

Celestia groaned, pushing back into the muzzle as she let that scene play in her mind. Max had been thorough, exploring every bit of her and knowing exactly what he was looking for. Seven was bumbling around in the dark by comparison.

"Focus on, on the bit, here! Focus on this," Celestia moaned, rubbing her hoof over Seven's clit.
Seven jerked at the sudden explosion of pleasure shooting up and down her spine but obeyed, running her tongue all over the nub as the larger mare smothered her with her sopping heat. With a quick realization, she flashed with changeling fire, moving her nostrils down to her cheeks to allow continued breathing before going back to work. A few moments later and she ended up regretting that decision.

Celestia moaned, pushing down on the queen's face as her wings spread fully, eyes staring across the way as she mentally replayed the orgasm achieved by the stallion's oral ministrations in her mind. It helped her hit that high a bit faster and hold it a bit longer, like she was borrowing a little of that pleasure. Her body shivered, clenching tightly around Seven's muzzle and soaking her in a wash of fluids.

"G-good. Now I'm going to work on you again, and I want you to, to try and not finish so quickly. If you can, you need to do that at the same time...Seven? Are you still with me?"

Not without a little regret Celestia lifted herself off of her partner, causing the queen to take a wet gasp of air through her mouth before falling into a coughing fit.

"Oh no, I am so sorry, Seven. I, I just was completely-"

The queen caught Celestia's flank before the top mare could turn, finally catching her breath.

"Just, just do it again please. It felt so good, and when you did that-that thing as well, it tasted so good. Don't stop."

Nodding, Celestia relaxed back onto the smaller mare's belly and leaned in once more into Seven's thighs. The mare's sex began twitching in anticipation as soon as her breath hit it and Celestia giggled.

"Calm yourself, Seven. How are you to enjoy this if you are so quick to finish?"

"I, do not need, to enjoy it. I merely want this need, to cease."

The alicorn frowned, standing and turning around in spite of the queen's attempts to slow her. Setting herself on Seven and staring at her face, Celestia pushed forward, taking her into a deep kiss while focusing on the pleasure she'd been feeling.

Breaking the kiss, she looked at the queen's unfocused eyes and smiled.

"It's important to know the full extent of this activity, Seven. Even if you do not intend to repeat it with me. After all, as Maximus has said, most beings become extremely emotional during such an activity. It can be very rewarding for a changeling."

It was actually kind of exciting, seeing the smaller mare drooling a bit of honey after the intense focus of emotions she'd been subjected to. Standing and stepping back, she dove back in with a little more energy, feeling the queen buck and squeal with every lick. It felt...empowering. It felt like she controlled the mare in her legs, and it made her giggle at the thought.

"I'm fairly certain Maximus and Crystal could last longer than you, Seven."

Seeing the sudden burst of life her challenge brought to the queen's eyes even as she began running her hoof over the twitching flesh before her, Celestia grinned.

"In fact, I daresay I lasted ten times as long. Not that 'Instantaneous orgasm' is hard to outlast."

"I, I can last longer. I-"

Seven's retort died on her lips as Celestia buzzed her clit with a little magic, causing the mare to go into pleasured convulsions again and spewing a little more from her over-sensitive sex.

"Doesn't seem to be the case, Seven. I guess I should stop so I can let you play with me, otherwise I won't get much out of this."

The solar alicorn giggled as her toy began to whine, helpless in Tia's grasp. But she was merciful. She wouldn't leave the queen without a rewards for playing with her...right after she taught the queen the proper way to use that wonderful tongue.