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The following takes place after "Miscalculation" and before "Special Delivery."

Since I can't rhyme, I'm going with a shitty plot device to avoid getting Zecora to talk.

This from the author who wrote an almost-published English Sonnet written in Iambic Tetrameter.

THE STORY!

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Lily stretched her muscles as she rolled over in the rushing night air. Whoever had made this request was really pushing the boundaries of Lily's request-based business. Honestly, coming all the way out to Ponyville? Lily was glad she had hired an avian security team to help her out from Ponyville station to the address... Only, the address was the local post office. Lily heaved a sigh as she and her burly escort landed with a flutter of wings and a stiff wind. Lily saw, to her surprise, there was a light on inside...

"Huhn." Lily approached, but was stopped by her escort.

"Let me go first." He said gently, smoothly slipping ahead of her. He was so graceful for such a big man... He tested the front door, found it open, and smoothly ducked inside.

"I'm sorry, sir, but the post office is closed for the night. I'm afraid I'm waiting for someone very specific." The gentle voice of a woman wafted through the open doorway as her escort slipped inside.

"Oh? Whom might that be-" The door closed behind him, leaving Lily waiting in the dark street. She shivered and rubbed her arms. Ponyville winters were harsh. Flying hadn't made anything easier. She marginally returned warmth by hopping back and forth, rubbing her arms, and breathing the chill, stinging air deeply. It hadn't snowed yet, but that didn't mean things weren't frosting over. Lily was glad she remembered a heavy coat, despite how awkward it had made flying from the platform.

"Come on in, Miss Lily." She turned her head to the once-again open door, smiling as her escort ushered her inside.

"Sorry for the confusion, miss." The postal worker said, flushing a little. He had his back turned to her, as he was pulling open filing cabinets against the far wall. "I hadn't realized how awkward this might seem to you. We normally wouldn't go to such lengths to deliver such a thing. But this was a rather rare case. Miss Zecora was intent that you recieve it, despite us not being allowed to ship it." Lily blinked. Zecora? The sultry herbalist that had helped her seduce Twilight with some choice herbs and a key bottle of Chloroform? Lily swallowed and remembered that she had all but forgotten about the ebony woman and her deed. Lily had intended to touch base, but in the aftermath of all that had happened, she had nearly forgotten.

"Allow me." Her escort took the paper-covered package from the mail clerk and proceeded to delicately open it. Being from Zecora, Lily doubted it had any malefic intent... Still, though... One could never know when dealing with the ebony woman. "It's... A flower?" He said, opening the top. Lily blinked and looked down at the slightly-wilted herb laying in the cardboard box.

"It is... So, wait... You guys don't ship flowers?" Lily asked. The postal worker grimaced.

"That's no ordinary flower. Post office regulations, we're not allowed to ship drugs of any sort."

"Drugs?" Lily asked, still unsure what he was talking about. He held up a finger and walked to a nearby line of books on top of a set of filing cabinets. Pulling one thin book from them all, he flipped through about half of the pages before setting it on the counter, turned around so Lily could see what he had pointed out.

"That flower, is Hibiscus Coitus. A very powerful aphrodisiac. We aren't allowed to ship them. Zecora seemed adamant that you recieve it, though, so I agreed to hold on to it for you. Hence the call." Lily's brow drew down for a few moments as she scrutinized the color picture against the flower curled in the box. Indeed, her avian escort seemed less-than-happy to be holding it now that he knew what it was. She had, indeed, recieved a call... The poor person on the other end of the line just told her she was requested to come to the address. Lily hastily scrawled it down and had run it by Maggie.

"Probably just some rich millionaire in his winter home, wants some company. Make sure you charge extra. And hire some security, you never know what could go wrong in a place like that." She had said off-handedly, promptly giving Lily permission to go to the address afterwards. What had seemed like a very long shot was slowly turning to a very unique and interesting experience. Lily closed the book and sighed.

"I'm sorry for the trouble, but thank you for holding on to the package for me."

"Not at all, ma'am. Is there anything else you'll need from the post office?"

"This late at night?" Lily smiled and shook her head. "No, thank you. But if it's Zecora, I don't see the need for any additional security. Thank you very much for your help, sir." She said, turning to her escort. "You were very helpful, and put my mind at rest."

"Are you sure I can't at least take you to your next destination? I'd hate to leave you alone on a cold night." Lily tapped her lip for a few moments, thinking.

"Zecora DOES live in the Everfree forest a little ways... It'd help to have someone around to help. Thank you." She turned to the postal worker, shaking his hand warmly. "And thank you. Have a good night."

"You too. Beware the parasprites!" Both of them cuckled as they took to wing once more in the street, the chill, biting wind embracing both of them once more. Lily banked towards Everfree and flapped hard to gain momentum. She and her escort soon left Ponyville behind and flew over the forest. Lily followed the path she had taken long ago as Tobias, back when things were much different. Her escort held the now-closed box with the flower in it. She spotted a thin plume of smoke trailing up from the trees, and slowly began her descent...

They landed in a small clearing in front of a very warm-looking cottage, the smoke rising from a makeshift chimeny in the roof. Zecora lived very minimally... The simple cottage was small, just as Lily remembered it, hardly enough for three, maybe four rooms.

"Thank you again, kind sir." Lily said, taking the box from her escort. He nodded stoically, and she couldn't help but at least give the big guy a peck on the cheek. He flushed at that, smiling and rubbing the back of his head. "Your payment." Lily said, shuffling through her pockets until she produced an envelope. He accepted it gracefully, tucking it away without even counting it. He had good business manners.

"Are you sure I can leave you alone here?" He asked, eyeing the woods warily. Lily smiled and patted his arm.

"I can trust Zecora. At least, I think I can." Lily blushed at the thought of the aphrodisiac she had in the box under her arm. "But I doubt I'll be in any real harm here. Thank you, very very much, but I'm fine here. Trust me, if I ever have need of anything again, I'll be sure to call your company first."

"Right. Well then." He straightened and spread his wings, but paused before flapping away. Quickly, he wrapped Lily in a tight hug, thoug he was careful not to crush the box. "Be careful." He muttered soflty to her before taking wing. His departure left Lily's hair ruffled, but she wore a warm smile as she ascended the short steps up to the front door. Hesitantly, she stripped her glove off and knocked...

The door opened without another sound, revealing the sultry black herbalist in the doorway. Her smooth, dark brown skin melded almost perfectly with the flickering shadows inside her own cottage. Wordlessly, she swept aside, welcome Lily into the warm home. "Hey, Zecora..." Lily said, feeling slightly awkward as she stepped inside. The door swung shut of it's own accord as her hostess crossed towards a flickering hearth. Lily saw she had tea ready. After a chill night out flying about, she could certainly use a cup to warm herself. Zecora poured two cups and handed one to her guest just as Lily pulled her coat off. Trading tea for coat, they shared a smile. Zecora smiled even wider when she saw the package with the flower inside.

"Oh, that." Lily said softly, smiling. "I guess you wanted me to stop by after I picked it up?" Zecora nodded with the same wide, warm smile she had. Lily wondered why she hadn't spoken. "Well, I'm here. What did you want? I mean, if this is because I haven't seen you since last we spoke, I-" She stopped as Zecora waved her off, looking like it truly didn't matter. Her wild white-and-black hair swayed around her face as she spoke, and the clean white of her teeth was a stark contrast to the rest of her smooth, dark skin. Zecora truly was a beautiful woman... It seemed Equestria had no shortage of them. They came in all shapes and sizes. And colors, apparently. "No?" Lily wilted slightly. "Is it just because you missed me and wanted to see me again?" A teasing smile is all she got as Zecora waved her hand side-to-side. 'Kinda.'

"Hmm... Did you need something from me?" Zecora nodded enthusiastically as Lily guessed right. "Why aren't you talking, anyways?" Lily watched as Zecora arched her eyebrow. Realization dawned on her. Lily blinked once. "Because you can't talk." With a sad sort of serene smile, Zecora nodded and went back to sipping her tea. Lily swallowed and fell silent as they shared the remainder of the tea. Zecora, despite her predicament, seemed perfectly happy to enjoy the rest of this cup. Lily's eyes began to adjust to the low, flickering light from the fireplace. Zecora's home was sparsely decorated in the way of furniture or trinkets... Instead, the interior of her home was a rather exotic display of plants, herbs, and spices. Racks hung from the cieling with dried or drying herbs clipped to them, and any flat surface that wasn't the table they sat at or one particular section of a nearby counter was completely covered with pots, planters, and in one section of another low counter, an entire miniature garden.

Zecora was wearing something almost completely out-of-place for the chill early months of winter. Her light, skimpy top bared her long, sinuous arms, and seemed to stop just short of the top of her pants, exposing a tight, muscular core. The top of said pants hugged her hips nicely, and stopped just below the knee. From what Lily could see, she was very well-toned and barefoot. A very beautiful visage. Lily couldn't help but let her eyes wander over the tight curves of Zecora's body. She got a decidedly lecherous gaze in return.

"S-sorry," Lily muttered, flushing slightly as she looked down at her nearly-empty cup. She was surprised when those long, thin fingers curled around her chin, gingerly lifting her gaze back into the ebony herbalist's almond-brown eyes. She wore a soft smile, one full of understanding, and unless she was mistaken, a little bit of desire. Setting her own tea dregs on the table, Zecora beckoned Lily over to a nearby counter. Sweeping some plant leaves aside, Lily followed Zecora's gaze down to nothing other than an open book. Blinking slightly, Lily watched Zecora tap the beginning of a passage in the book, the text large and easy to read in the warm light of the fireplace. Lily leaned in and read.

The powdered root of the Lockjaw plant and the ground leaf of a Tongue-Twister vine can be blended into a fine dust, which will make a unique mixture native only to the north-western areas of Equestria. Known as "Mandible," the powder has the power, upon inhalation or ingestion through food, to restrict speech indefinitely. There are no other known side-effects to the mixture, and the cure is easily found, if a long distance from it's origin. Soaked Watercress and a duckling feather can be enchanted by a magi, and combined with Fire Salts from the eastern plains to make a powerful relaxant, which immediately dispels the effect of the powder. If none of these cures are available, a trickier and admittedly more dangerous cure resides in the essence of a changeling and one phoenix egg shell.

Lily blinked as she read the last bit. With a smile, Zecora gestured towards another nearby portion of the counter. To her surprise, Lily saw an almost-intact shell, bright red and fading to a lighter yellow near the crest. Only the spiderweb-like pattern of very thin cracks betrayed that the shell was anything but whole. Lily looked back at the almond gaze of the woman before her, getting it suddenly. "You need..." Zecora reached out and layed her hand flat on the slope of Lily's breast, smiling as she rubbed a small circle into Lily's skin. She swallowed hard.

"Zecora, I... I don't know if I can pull my own essence out..." She was stopped as she held up another finger, smiling. Lily watched her walk away towards a doorway shrouded with what looked like an animal pelt. She couldn't help but watch the sway of her hips, the seductive back-and-forth motion coming almost naturally to the exotic woman. Lily swallowed once she slid out-of-sight, feeling suddenly uncomfortable in all her layers. She pulled her sweater off, leaving her in a T-shirt before the fire, leaving the fabric hung with her coat near the door. She still wore two pairs of pants, though, and her legs were slowly growing warmer than they ought to. She kicked off her heavy shoes and unzipped, at least freeing the fabric around her waist.

Zecora returned then, her right hand looped through the curled handle of what appeared to be a pair of tongs. Lily arched an eyebrow as Zecora raised the unassuming-looking metallic contraption inbetween them. She arched an eyebrow questioningly, and when Zecora bobbed the tongs towards her, she caught on. Indeed, the edge of the simple device appeared to be inscribed with some arcane symbols. Lily stepped closer, letting her arms drop to her sides. Zecore smiled and used the tongs to lift the hem of Lily's T-shirt.

"Off?" Lily asked, flushing a little. Zecora nodded serenely, her eyes betraying perhaps a bit too much understanding at Lily's predicament than anything. Lily, not one to deny Zecora help, pulled her shirt up and off smoothly. Zecora looked her chest over, frowning as she spun the tongs in a tight circle around Lily's breast. "Bra too?" Another nod. Hesitating just a second, Lily shrugged out of the shoulder straps and reached around to pop the mettalic hooks. Zecora gave a smile that was neither lusty or understanding... Indeed, it seemed to be trapped halfway between. Lily's breasts bounced slightly as she bared them, thankful the small cottage was warm. Hot, even... She felt sweat break out on her skin as her chest was bared completely, Zecora's eyes lingering as she slowly raised the tongs. As the woman pushed the edge closer to Lily's bared chest, the symbols began to glow... The light-blue light of their magic washed over Lily's skin, made her shiver a little. She watched in amazement as Zecora began to slowly close the tongs. Her hand shook as if exerting itself a great deal. As the tongs closed, the edges growing closer and closer, Lily felt a sort of tugging sensation in her chest... Looking down, a different kind of light was illuminating her skin now.

"W-woah..." She said softly, watching the tongs pull just a little edge of dusky turquoise from her chest. Her hand was visibly trembling now, and the tongs' magic seemed to waver and blink. Lily watched the glow fade, Zecora slumping her shoulders as the last bit of strength left her. Skin covered in a thin sheen of sweat, Zecora righted herself again, then lifted her shoulders in a shrug. Then realization dawned on her, and she took Lily by the wrist to the next room. Sweeping aside the thick pelt, she pulled Lily over towards the sink, where a photo stood in it's frame on the windowsill. Lily blinked as Zecora pointed at one of the figures in the portrait. She had to blink again. It was Twilight, standing with Zecora in front of their cottage. The two women wore happy smiles as they both held on to a rather large, bulbous, raddish-looking root. Zecora pointed between Twilight, then to Lily, then back to Twilight.

"I don't..." Huffing a breath, Zecora shamelessly plunged her hand under the waistline of her pants. Lily watched as the sultry woman fished around in her crotch, her tongue poking out of her lips. She emerged, her fingertips glistening with wetness, then pointed between Lily and the photo of Twilight again. "Wait." For the umpteenth time, realization dawned on Lily. Her eyes went wide, even as the implications made her gush a little wetness... "You want to wear me down to pull out my essence?"

Once again, Zecora nodded, her lips split in a devious grin. Lily swallowed hard, her heart galloping. She should have known from the beginning. The aphrodisiac flower. The looks. Even the mysterious request was awfully Zecora-like... Lily swallowed and nodded slowly. Zecora, in a fit of almost girlish delight, eagerly tugged Lily into the next, and last of the rooms of the cottage. Much to her surprise, Lily saw the floor was piled high with animal skins, pillows, and blankets of every sort. Zecora shamelessly stripped her shirt off, bare chested as her hands pushed the loose shorts down her muscled legs. In a matter of a few short moments, Zecora was completely bare, the light of at least twenty candles dancing off her chocolate, creamy-smooth skin. She crawled up onto the makeshift pile of pelts and rolled onto her back, grinning up at a stunned Lily.

"Eer..." Zecora raised a finger to her lips, silencing the changeling. The whole scenario seemed suddenly more odd to Lily... She had just stepped through the door twenty minutes ago. Now, she was looking down at the erotic scene before her, Zecora's fingers splayed wide as they mounted her breasts, circling the darker peak of her nipples, down to her muscular core, inbetween her clasped legs. She spread them apart, giving Lily just the slightest peek of pink, glistening skin hidden by thigh and finger... Zecora's bottom lip drew into her mouth, and she looked greedily up at Lily.

"Fuck it." Lily quickly unbuttoned her second pair of pants and pushed them both down, struggling to extricate herself from the tangled, tight fabric. She managed to wrench her ankles past the bunched cotton and strip her socks off in the process. She hooked her panties, smiling as she slowed just a bit in removing these. Bending over far enough Zecora couldn't see, Lily slid them down her pale, creamy thighs, feeling the warm air wash over her bared skin in waves. Some of those candles had to be scented... She smelled SOMEthing fill her senses, make her vision just a little bit more... Soft. The sight of Zecora's fingers barely containing her hidden arousal made Lily groan with her own pent-up desire. That, and she could have sworn the heat washing over her body was making her flesh tingle...

"Hmm..." Lily's legs spread apart as she kicked the panties aside, revealing just the edge of her slick vagina. Zecora's mouth opened in a silent moan, and her fingers began to ever so slightly move. Lily felt herself flush at the sight of the ebony woman's arousal. Shamelessly, her own fingers fell to her wet core, pressing her fingertips against the wet lips. The slight bit of pressure was enough to elicit even more juice, the first drop sliding down her thigh. Zecora smiled at the sight, slowly lifting her legs into the air. She lifted them straight up, the soft pink flesh of her woman folds poking inbetween her thighs. Lily got her first decent look at the ebony woman's core, even as she rolled her head to the side, looking at an awestruck Lily.

It started slowly. Zecora spread her legs, but only as slow as she could possibly manage... It started with her ankles, inching apart bit by bit, her knees bending. Once that was done, Zecora's ankles resting against the meaty flesh of her rear, she then started spreading her knees. Lily swallowed as the herbalist's thighs spread just enough, just a scant inch, for Lily to look inbetween them to the exotic-looking epicenter of Zecora's womanhood. The interior of her lips were a stark contrast to the milky, creamy darkness of the rest of her body. Shiny and pale pink, it was like a gash in her flesh, a shiny stain on her crotch... What's more, her pubic hair, a thin, trimmed strip, was as white as the streaks in her raven hair. Lily had to swallow again as some irresistible force made her lower herself down... On her hands and knees, Lily slowly advanced towards the ebony seductress, working her tongue in her dry mouth. She slowly approached, crawling forward, Zecora's long fingers beckoning her on...

Lily didn't know when the exact moment happened. It had to have been the scented candles... But her mouth opened hungrily, and Lily enveloped all of the delicious, molten honeypot before her. Her taste was so much more musky than a normal woman's... Not to the point of being uncomfortable or disgusting... In fact, with the sweet display of erotica preceeding the event, Lily almost craved it. Not almost. She did. She lapped hard, not wanting to miss a single droplet of delicious, tasty arousal. Zecora, unable to scream, or groan, could only arch her back at the first rush of heady pleasure from the talented changeling. Lily, however, was full to vocalize all she saw fit. Moaning loud as she dared without her voice cracking, Lily puckered her lips against Zecora's engorged clitoris, vibrating that sensitive nub of nerves. The effect was nearly immediate. Zecora arched so hard that her wet hole ground firmly into Lily's chin, her weight held almost completely on her feet and shoulders. Lily opened her eyes, and through the valley of Zecora's breasts, saw her mouth wide open in a silent scream.

"Good?" Lily teased as Zecora slowly relaxed, the changeling's lips glistening with evidence of her considerable talent. The herbalist nodded with a brave smile. When such an intense experience would have tapped a lesser woman, it merely awoke the sultry foreigner, made her that much more determined to please Lily... Beckoning her forward, Zecora twined her fingers into Lily's full head of fiery red hair and held her in place as her pink tongue greedily cleaned the last bits of her own love juice from Lily's chin and lips. Lily let herself be licked, one knee risen so she could half-straddle Zecora's hips. Her partner grinned and lifted her hips slightly, bumping Lily's dripping slit against her thigh. Lily groaned at the first contact that wasn't her own, though she was hungry for more... One hand slid down Lily's front, the dexterous fingers peeling her womanhood apart. The first ripple of pleasure coursed through Lily, making her hot breath pulse out direclty into Zecora's mouth.

"HNN!" Lily drew a breath, her tongue flattening to the roof of her mouth. With an expert, almost scary experienced, touch, Zecora plunged deep into Lily's core, flexing her fingers hard and rough. Trembling at the first rough touch, Lily almost collapsed. Not that she needed to. Zecora rolled them over, her legs pushing Lily's open firmly. She yielded with a gasp, back arching slightly as Zecora's fingers resumed pressing against her walls. She would hit that magical little spot, let Lily build up a head of steam, until she was just about ready to scream, when she would back away, let her calm down... Eyes closed, Lily focused on the pleasure, praying this next swell would bring her there. That the next one would grant her what she wanted.

It never came, and neither did she. She peeked one eye and saw Zecora's smiling face beaming down at her, one eyebrow lifted. "What?" Lily groaned. The dark woman smiled and pressed that spot, making Lily squirm. She hardly got going again before Zecora backed away, making her groan with dissatisfaction. "What?" Lily asked again, trying to push her hips out against the hand inside of her. Zecora would only grin again and pull out, just enough to keep Lily from climaxing. She arched her eyebrow again, made Lily groan with another wash of realization. "You want me to beg." Zecora's nod came with a tender kiss to her neck, the contrasting gentle touch making her shiver in more ways than one.

"Please, Zecora..." Lily panted, her chest rising and falling smoothly. She was lost in the warmth of the moment, the desire for orgasm... Zecora was a master at making her hover. She whimpered, face screwed up in pleasure. "Please..." A shift in her core made her shiver once more. "Please." She stated getting more insistent. "Please!" Her mouth hung open, pleading pathetically. "PLEASE!" The fingers pressed agaisnt her g-spot, made her gasp loudly. They backed off, but she was already begging. No need to hold back. "PLEASE! ZECORAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHNN!"

Her first orgasm came with a waterfall of liquid, the muscles in her pussy flexing powerfully as she gushed a thin, clear stream of pure liquid from her urethra. Zecora just circled her clitoris slowly, kissing her shoulder and collarbone as she came down. Whimpering a little, Lily relaxed, praying Zecora didn't hold it against her for soaking the pelts and furs of her bed. Underneath her rear, though, she didn't feel anything... Not anything wet... Just the silken smoothness of the pelt. She managed to sit up and look down, only to see her wet orgasm sluicing off the mink-like fur, down into further depths. Like water off a duck's back.

"Oh you coy little-mff!" Lily groaned as she was cut off, Zecora pushing her back down with a rough kiss. She had the tongs in-hand, and as she started to close them once more, the blue glow enveloped Lily's chest. The kiss broke, and Lily watched as Zecora struggled to withdraw about a third of the pale turquose ball that was Lily's essence. Panting and sweating a little, Zecora dropped the tongs, her mouth open with her hot breath. "I'm sorry..." Lily groaned, feeling defeated. She watched, though, as Zecora shrugged it off and smiled down at her once more. The ebony woman rose to her feet, grinning as she reached to the only other piece of furniture in the room. A low wicker shelf held several bottles and flasks. Zecora's hand scanned over several before finding the one she wanted. A wide-mouthed bottle filled with a glowing amber sort of goo. Lily watched as she popped the cork, inhaling deeply. Zecora offered the mouth of the bottle to Lily. The scent washed over her, the scent of pure, unadultered arousal. Musk. Sweat. Cum. It was a sweet poison, dulling her nerves and setting her desire ablaze once more.

"Oooohh..." Lily groaned, feeling her core pulse more wetness. Zecora grinned and dove three fingers into the mixture, the goop stretching with long strands inbetween the bottle and her fingers. She pulled away just a little, letting the strands drip onto Lily's stomach. Where they landed felt cool at first, but slowly began to heat... Like standing close to a fire... Right on that envelope between burning and warm, the hot sensation made her melt, relax, and slump into the pelts. "Do it." She groaned, feeling fresh arousal wash through her entire abdomen. "Do it. Please..." Zecora smiled and slowly dribbled a thin trail of the cream down, down, down Lily's front, the first bits of it oozing down over her wet core. She felt more wetness slide out, urging her on...

"AAHHN!" The first touch of the full-on dosage hit Lily's center like a sledgehammer. To hell with standing next to the fire. Lily had jumped crotch-first into a full-on inferno. A thousand degrees of heat washed through her clitoris into her veins, making Lily tense every muscle in her body before being forced to relax. Zecora's fingers slid in with no resistance, spreading the fire throughout Lily's dripping cunt. She flexed her muscles, but that only made Zecora's slathered digits slip around inside of her. It was an addictive feel. She came right then and there, emitting another thin stream of squirting release. Zecora just smiled and returned the corked bottle, both of her hands now free to pay attention to her salvation. Lily panted, feeling her clitoris getting spun in tight circles now. Gasping and arching her back, Lily felt Zecora glide a third finger in with no resistance. It appeared the potion had loosened her muscles... Not that when she flexed them it didnt' feel good. No, each undulation of the fingers inside of her nearly pushed her over the edge. Indeed, they did...

"AAAAAAUUUUUUGHH!" Lily's cry nearly made her jaw pop loose, and was accompanied by the largest squirt yet. Her thighs quivered and jumped on their own accord, making her scoot higher and higher up on the soaked pelts. Not that it mattered... Her cum just sluiced down through the layers into who-knew-what... Zecora followed her, never taking her fingers out, watching Lily squirt a river onto her magnificent, silky, fantastic bed. All around, the heady scent of cum and arousal filled the air. Zecora wasn't done yet, though. She lowered her head inbetween Lily's thighs, her tongue greedily lapping at Lily's pulsing, cum-drenched hole. "HNN!" Lily gasped as her thick tongue slid in, spreading her apart. The fire roared unchecked through her veins, made her want another.

She came twice in about ten seconds. Zecora's mouth and face were covered with her thin liquid, and she felt completely at the mercy of this inferno drug. Whatever it was, it was setting her off better than ever. However, exhaustion crept it's ugly head upon her, bared it's fangs... She had to stop. "Try it now." She gasped, thighs still twitching from the aftermath. Zecora nodded with an understanding smile, her chin dripping wetness as she retrieved the tongs. This time, she pulled very nearly all of it out... Not quite... Glowering, shaking with the effort, Zecora wasn't going to let it go this time. Her fingers glided right back into Lily's twitching cunt, three of them gliding in and out with ease. Lily gasped and arched her back, feeling Zecora's hand assault her again viciously. One hand pulling at her turquose essence, the other buried deep inside of her, Zecora tugged and pushed, not wanting to give it up.

"Ooh! Ooh! OoHH! OOOHHH!" Lily's cries began growing in intensity. "AAH! AAAAHHN! AAH! A-A-AAAUUGH! FUCK! ZECORAAAAAAAA! I'M- AAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUGHH!" The last cry was accompanied by probably the largest one yet. Like putting out a hot fire, sweet relief flooded through her entire body, quelling the effects of the drug and making her squirt more than she had yet. The wet sounds of liquid on the hardwood floor, and even the far wall, made Lily quiver and shake atop the furs of Zecora's bed. She whimpered and shook, the tremors almost like a siezure. Coordination returned to her one single muscle at a time, even as Zecora idly rubbed her stomach. She held with her tongs Lily's essence, the pale turquoise orb lighting the room better than the numerous, scented candles. Satisfied Lily was going to be okay, and reassured by the stupid smile on the changeling's lips, Zecora stood and carried the essence away. Lily was left on the bed, her muscles so weak she could hardly flex them. Doing so was like trying to lift eighty pound weights. Her legs, in particular, wouldn't respond very well. It was all she could do to flip over, burying her face in the soft furs beneath her. Groaning and flexing, Lily tried to wrap her mind around what had happened. Her entire body felt kind of oily, the skin slick and slightly wet... It was an interesting sensation. One she honestly didn't mind. The shifting of furs next to her, though, told her that Zecora had returned.

"You did will, my delighted lover. The potion has set your heart a-quiver. Chew this root of Equus and powdered Tint. The medicine will help you recover from our little stint."

"Glad to hear your voice again, Zecora." Lily muttered, rolling her head aside and opening her mouth. Zecora, smiling with a small throaty sound of approval, gently tucked the root into Lily's cheek.

"Chew, but do not eat the root. Else your life could be given the boot. Sleep, and it will help you to recover. Feel your eyelids droop, and become heavier." Zecora laid out against Lily, gently drawing the exhausted changeling closer. Lily groaned and closed her eyes, swallowing the first bitter juices of the medicine. It tasted horrible, but thankfully enough, her mouth was going numb. She swallowed more, then couldn't taste a thing. Like a wave of sand, tiredness washed over her, made her groan as she felt Zecora pull their warm bodies together.

"Thank you, my changeling friend..." Zecora muttered softly. "Without you, I may have met my end."

"How so?" Lily managed to groan.

"A gentleman never asks, and a lady never tells, but without my speech, I'd have been cut short on sales." Lily managed to shake a little bit more consciousness into her senses.

"You'd have found a cure..."

"Aah, but time was short for me, I'm afraid. Without your essence, I'd never again get paid." Lily sighed and nustled back against Zecora, thankful for the waves of insenced warmth washing over her. She wanted to say something else, to say... To tell Zecora...

To tell her...

That she...

Lily was lost to the darkness, her dreams accompanied by a soft, gentle, humming tune from the sultry woman that held her close all night.