Twilight charges her horn and the duvet floats from the floor and drops onto both Citrus and Tim. He reaches back a hand and places it on her belly, letting her know he’s here. As his hand touches her, she tenses up. He opens his mouth, “Uh Twilight.” He slams his mouth shut with a click of his teeth, voice is way too high. He clears his throat a couple of times, “Um, Twilight.” Yeah, that sounded better, “Why are you here so early?”

Twilight Sparkle folds her wings at her sides and gestures out the window, the morning sun starting to light the sky in a bright pre-dawn, “Princess Celestia told you I would be here first thing in the morning.” She sighs, “It’s precisely five-thirty in the morning, just before sun up.”

Tim groans inwardly, he scoots back, putting his body up against Citrus’ side, she seems to relax a bit in response, “She did tell me first thing, but I thought first thing would be after breakfast.”

The purple alicorn cocks her head to the side, “No, that would be first thing after breakfast.”

Tim sighs, “Um…Twilight.”

She perks her ears forward, “What is it Tim?”

“A little privacy, please?” His voice cracks as he says the last word.

Twilight’s face positively glows as she finally realizes what he means, once again, her wings extend over her face, “Oh, I’m so sorry.” She says softly as she turns and slams the door.

He takes a moment to breathe and finally flips over to look at Citrus.

“I’m so embarrassed.” Citrus moans softly, “The princess of Friendship saw me getting it on with a stallion.”

That gets a smile from Tim, “I’m sorry, I didn’t know she would be that punctual.” He wraps his arms around her and kisses her cheek.

She huffs, “It’s Princess Twilight Sparkle, she’s always punctual.”

Tim rolls his eyes, “Who shows up at 5:30 in the morning?”

Citrus giggles, “Apparently, the Princess of Friendship does.” She rolls off the bed and lands on her hooves, she turns and rears up to give Tim a long kiss. After finally coming up for air, “I’ll be back later, okay?”

He looks into her eyes for a long moment, “I can tell her to buzz off.”

Citrus gasps, “No, you don’t tell a Princess in Equestria to…” She gulps, “Buzz off.” She shudders for a moment, “I’ll just have to mare up and walk out with my head held high.”

She walks to the door, indeed, her head is held high, along with her tail clamped firmly to her rear. Her horn lights and the door opens. Tim hears her greet the Princess as she walks through the sitting room to leave. He reaches over and pulls on a shirt. A glance at his previous shirt tells him every button has been dispersed around the room. Maybe he can ask for a needle and thread. She certainly did a number on his shirt. He stands up and heads into the sitting room. The books that Twilight had dropped earlier are stacked on the table. The princess herself is pacing back and forth, her tail thrashing, her ears flicking nearly continuously. She finally turns to pace in his direction and does a double take, her ears flattening to the side for a moment, “Do you need a few moments, Tim?”

He furrows his brow, “What?”

She sits down and her tail continues thrashing along the floor, “I’m guessing if I had been a few minutes later, I would have found you in even more a compromising position?” She pointedly looks at his crotch.

He glances down and gasps, after everything, he is tenting his pajama pants. His hands dart down to cover himself up quickly, “I’m so sorry.” He moans.

She looks him, his bright red face, and his hands over his crotch, and she giggles, “It’s okay, Tim. I should have thought. And to be honest, Timothy.” She looks down, her ears again flattening to the sides, “I should have knocked before I just came in.” She waves away his response as she stands up and turns towards the books, her horn lighting as she picks them up, her tail continuing to swish back and forth. He gets several fleeting views of her own female parts. Until today, he’s never paid attention to that part of the ponies. The mares usually keep their tails casually over their female parts, so he’s never thought about them, really. With Citrus, hers were the same color as her coat, a very pretty yellow. Twilight’s are also the same as her coat color, a light lavender. Though something catches his attention as she continues chattering about the books, it flexes a bit and a small bit of flesh peeks out for a moment. He moves over to the couch and grabs a pillow, placing it over his lap when he sits down.

Twilight looks over at him with a smile, “Covering up?”

He can feel his face burn even more as she giggles, she uses her magic to pick up the books and walks with them over to the book shelf on the wall, her tail continuing to thrash and her nethers still flexing as she walks. Her horn quiets and she comes back over to him, sitting on her haunches on the floor, “So, was that your first time with a mare?”

Again, his face burns, “Well, we hadn’t actually gone all the way.” He mutters.

She crinkles her nose, “I know, Tim, I have a nose.” She sighs, “Have you, and Citrus, been intimate long?”

He shakes his head, “I didn’t know until not long before you showed up that she was even interested in me.”

She cocks her head to the side, a questioning look on her face. He glances over at the entrance to his suite, the door is firmly closed, he looks back at Twilight, “Well…” He looks down, “I never thought she could be interested in something like me.”

Twilight’s ears flatten back, “Why?”

He rubs the pillow a few times, searching for words, “Well, I’m so different than you ponies…” He trails off as a look of genuine anger blossoms on Twilight’s face.

She growls softly, “Tim, ponies herd with many of the other denizens of Equestria and beyond all the time. I know of herds that include griffons, zebra’s and one with a minotaur in it.” She stops, looking at him seriously, “Oh…I get it.” She chuckles a bit, “You are shocked to find you are interested in her.” She moves up and puts a hoof on his knee, “Why?”

Tim looks down, “Well, where I’m from, we have ponies and horses. And it’s…” He looks down, “It’s quite taboo to want to have sex with them.”

She looks seriously at him, “Just sex?”

“Well, they aren’t sapient like you ponies are. Some view that the equivalent of rape, because it’s merely an animal. It’s typically called bestiality.”

She frowns, “So would it be as taboo if those horses or ponies, or whatever, were as intelligent as you are, would it be as taboo?”

He stops and thinks for a moment, “I honestly don’t know. We can’t communicate with them the way you and I are talking. So, it’s hard to have an actual relationship with them.”

“You are the only sapient species on your planet?”

He thinks for a moment, "As far as we know." Shaking his head, he shrugs, “Some contend differently, but that’s pretty much how it is.”

She stands up and starts to pace back and forth, he looks at where she was sitting, and apparently, a few drops of something leaked from her, darkening a small patch of the thick burgundy carpet. Her tail is continuing to thrash back and forth, “Sometimes, I don’t know what to do about you, Tim.” She whirls around to face him, “So, with everything you have grown up with, you find it difficult to think that you are attracted to a pony? And that she is attracted to you?”

He looks down, thinking, “I don’t know, Twilight. Until she kissed me, I had never even considered the possibility. That much is easy to say.” He sighs, “But now that she has, and we…”

“Were intimate.” She supplies.

He nods, “Yeah, and well, I’m still trying to wrap my head around it. She finds me attractive.”

“You don’t consider yourself attractive?”

“Well, I never thought ponies would find me attractive.”

She giggles and her horn lights, a mirror floats from the bathroom and hovers in front of him. He looks into his gray eyes in the mirror, “Look at yourself.” She murmurs softly. His dark brown hair, his familiar face. “You are different than we are, that is true. But you aren’t ugly. The right mare can see beauty in you.”

He looks at her, everything she had said, how she’s acting right now, “Princess, are you coming on to me?”

She yelps and her magic sputter, the mirror drops to the floor and shatters, “No.” She nearly shouts, “I’ve got too much going on. And I’m here to be your teacher. As Princess Celestia asked, to teach you our customs and laws. Make you a member of our society.”

He smiles, “Okay. So, what are you going to teach me first?”

She looks at him, her horn lighting again, the mirror mending quickly and floating back into the bathroom, “Well, considering you and Citrus. I think herds and sexuality just might be a good idea.”

Again, he feels as though his face is going to catch on fire, and Twilight giggles, “Did I hit a nerve there?”

He looks down, only to have magic force his face to look at her, “Nothing to be ashamed of, Tim. Colts and fillies need education on this as well. You didn’t grow up in our society, so I’m covering that. Those books…” She gestures to the bookcases, “Are mainly geared towards younger audiences. The will give you some knowledge of our lore, our fairy tales, what makes the ponies around you tick.” She walks around the room, “In fact, I had a whole checklist of subjects to cover when it comes to your education.” She stops before him and a piece of parchment zips out of her bag and unrolls in front of his face. It was, indeed, a checklist, written with perfect penmanship, and the entire length of it filled out and check marked. It suddenly rips in two, and he jerks back as fire quickly consumes the list. Revealing the alicorn once again who shoves her face nearly into his, “And you had to destroy it, by getting intimate with your nurse from when you were in the hospital.”

He frowns, “You know, Citrus has become a good friend since I got out of the hospital. She’s come over nearly every day after work. And she spends most weekends with me. It’s really not like I just met her.”

She snorts, “I know that. Remember, Princess Celestia has been having me work out how to send you home from the moment you regained consciousness. And I’m no closer to a solution than I was then.”

He raises an eyebrow, “So, this is more frustration at the situation rather than actually being mad at me?”

Her eyes widen and her cheeks turn bright red, “I’m so sorry, Tim. I let my temper get the best of me.” She looks down, “Yeah…” She says dejectedly, “I’m quite frustrated at how little I’ve been able to accomplish to help you. And then seeing that you are starting a relationship here in Equestria.” She looks up at him, tears in the corners of her eyes, “Will you even want me to make a way to get you home?”

He sits there for a long time, unable to speak. He wants to go home, this place is so alien to him. But then he thinks about Citrus, and perhaps being here might not be such a bad thing. Twilight hops up onto the couch and leans against him, a wing wrapping around him, and she nuzzles his cheek softly, “I see, I’ll keep working, but it looks like we’ll cross that bridge when we come to it.”

She hops off the couch and walks over to the bookshelf, “These books are yours. I’ve got extras. Some are reference for you, some are novels. And yes, the first few books of the Daring Do series.”

He looks at the books, “And there are books about herds and such there?”

She shakes her head, “If I had known what I was going to walk in on this morning, I would have brought some. Next time I visit, I will. You’ll need diagrams and pictures. And I have no intention of modeling myself for you to gawk at.”

He remembers how she’s been flexing as she’s been walking around, “Um, Twilight, when a mare’s…parts, I guess, flex a bit and something pokes out for a moment. I’m not exactly sure what that is.”

She keeps her composure, either she’s unaware that she’s been doing it, or she’s ignoring that fact, “That is winking, Tim. That little part pushing out for a moment is her clitoris. Do human females have a clitoris?”

He nods, “But they don’t flex like that.”

Twilight rears up, clapping her forehooves together, “I’m going to have to learn about you human’s sexuality as well, Tim. This is actually a good thing that I caught you two together. Because I need to learn everything I can about your people.”

He puts a hand behind his neck, “Well, I don’t know how much I can help, I was a moderate student, Twilight.”

She stops clapping and puts her hooves down, she looks at him seriously, “Tim, all we know about humans comes from observations of you. Anything you can tell us about your people is helpful. Everything from your day to day life, biology, interests, likes and dislikes, to whatever you know about your world and the universe you come from. It can all be useful. Even the smallest detail might be a clue that could lead us into finding a way to send you back home.” She puts a hoof on his knee, “You do want to go back, right?”

He feels tears spring into his eyes, “Twilight, more than anything. I really want to go home.” He stops for a moment, looking at the closed door for a long time.

“But you are worried about Citrus?”

He nods, “If you had asked me yesterday, I wouldn’t even hesitate. But now…” He looks down, “I don’t know. I want to go home, but I don’t want to leave Citrus.”

She smiles, “I don’t think Citrus wants to leave you.”

He smiles fondly, thinking of her words earlier, “She said as much, she wants me to gather up my girlfriend and come back to Equestria and live here happily ever after.”

Twilight looks concerned for a moment, “I’m not certain that will be possible. It’s likely that I’ll be able to manage a one-way trip, with no way to bring you back. Do you think she would risk that?”

He thinks back for a moment, “I have a feeling she wouldn’t think twice.”

Twilight gasps, standing up and pacing back and forth, “That mare has fallen pretty hard for you, Tim.”

He nods, “But I don’t understand, she was just completely okay with adding my girlfriend, as though it’s natural.”

She stops pacing, “Wait a moment, you seem to think it’s odd for a pony to not want a bigger herd?”

“Well, in my world, it’s usually one man to one woman.”

She jerks in surprise, her ears flicking as her horn lights, “Really? Humans are monogamous?” A set of saddle bags next to the door open and writing supplies emerge, “Are pair bonds for life, then?”

He shrugs, “Usually, I guess. My parents divorced when I was a teen.”

She continues writing, “Go on.”

He shudders, he’s not really in the mood to talk about that, his parents, and his girlfriend, both are kind of a sore spot for him at this point, he changes course, “Well, when it comes to ponies, a herd is lots of ponies?”

She shakes her head, “No, a typical herd is one or two stallions, along with four to six mares, sometimes more. Especially with earth ponies. Pegasi typically have smaller herds, usually one stallion to three mares, though there are exceptions. And unicorns are typically right in the middle there.”

It’s his turn to cock his head to the side, “But why so many more mares than stallions?”

She giggles, “Oh, you have been in the castle all the time, and before that, the hospital. Most of the royal guards here are stallions. That’s an old tradition that I’ll cover later.” She smiles, “It all comes down to our genetics. Remember, Tim, our genes provide for three subtypes, the unicorns, pegasi, and earth ponies. We all have varying degrees of magical abilities. All that adds up to the mare to stallion birth rate to be about three or four to one.”

His eyebrows rise, “So, a lot more fillies than colts are born every year, so you need to have multiple mares to a stallion in a family…”

“Or you’ll have a lot of lonely mares out there.” She finishes. Twilight walks over to her saddle bags, “I brought something from Ponyville, I think you might like it.” Her horn lights and a bottle floats from her bags over to him, “It’s from my friend Applejack’s farm. Apple Cider, I think you’ll like it.”

He takes a moment to pull off the top and takes a long drink, smacking his lips, “Very good.” He smiles, “So, since we are into sexual habits of you ponies. Does same sex pairings happen?”

She cocks her head to the side, “I’m curious about why you ask that question, Tim. Is it uncommon in your world.”

He snorts, “Yeah, I mean there are some, but for the most part, it’s men with women.”

“It’s a little more complex here, mares and stallions and mares with mares, are quite the norm. Stallions with stallions are rare, because there are a lot less of them. Usually that happens within a herd with multiple stallions, though they do mate with the mares too.”

He furrows his brow, “And this is only for procreation? As in to make foals?”

She stands up, and starts pacing, he notes that her tail is still flagging from time to time as she walks, “We are an intelligent species, Tim. Not base animals. Sex is for pleasure, and for procreation. And no…” She stops for a moment, her face scrunched a bit, “We don’t just want to have sex when it’s for foals, though I’ll admit, when a mare is in season…”

Judging by the redness of her face, he supplies, “Mares are a lot more interested in sex then?”

She nods. And he smiles, “So, would you say that Citrus is in season, would that be why she wanted to jump my bones?”

She looks at him sharply, “While I can’t say for certain, I’m pretty sure she wanted you simply because she wants you. I seriously doubt that you could sire a foal. I’ve looked at your genetic information. I don’t think you are compatible when it comes to foals.”

He looks down, and is surprised to have a wing brush against his cheek, looking up he sees Twilight standing there, a soft smile on her face, “Though I have to say, Tim. After talking to Princess Celestia and Princess Luna, along with the guards and some of the other staff at the castle, and meeting you myself. I have no doubt that you would be a good father to any foals your herd would eventually have. Even if you can’t give them to Citrus and whatever other mares end up in your herd.”

“Gah!” He yells, “How many mares is she going to want?”

Twilight giggles, “She’s a unicorn, she might want any size of herd.” She looks at him slyly, “What would you do if she wanted a big herd? Two or three more stallions, and ten more mares.”

His eyes bug out, mouthing the word ten slowly, she whaps him on the shoulder with a wing, “Don’t get all full of yourself, Tim. Ten mares is a big herd, but no worries there, you’ll have some stallions to help with the mares. Unless…” She turns and walks slowly around the room, her tail continuing to give him occasional views of her own marehood. He is watching as it winks again, getting a gulp from him, “They don’t want a foal right there. Then you would be the only one to be able to satisfy them.”

He gulps again as she gets up on the couch next to him, her magic bringing a book towards him, “Well, that’s enough today about sex, let’s work on a different subject, hmm?”

He puts his hands to the sides, off of the pillow and nods. She smiles and heads over to her saddle bags, he’s calmed down now, then his left hand notices a bit of wetness on the couch cushion next to him, that was where Twilight sat when she gave him a hug. He rubs his fingers in the small wet spot, then brings them up to his nose. A quick inhalation, and he looks over at Twilight. The smell was so similar to how Citrus smelled when he had parted her lips, an almost woodsy smell, very pleasant. He sniffs again, and looks at Twilight, who is continuing to talk as she pulls things from her saddle bags. He shakes his head, what’s going on here?

***

Cayenne snorts as she jerks out of bed, it’s gotta be Citrus coming home that woke her up. She glances at the clock, it’s not much after six, they had plenty of time to do the deed. She grins as she gets out of bed, ignoring how tired she is. Her magic yanks open her door, and a quick glance at Citrus’ bedroom shows that the yellow mare hasn’t gone to bed yet, so it was the front door closing that woke her up. She trots down the stairs and looks around, the light in the kitchen is on, though the sun is brightening the entire apartment. She moves over to the doorway to the kitchen, watching Citrus move around. The other mare’s horn is lit, pulling something to drink out of the fridge. She smiles as eggs float out of the fridge as well. A moment later tomatoes and kale also join the eggs on the counter. Citrus turns around as a big bowl comes out, and the yellow mare gets to work.

“Morning.” Cayenne says as she hops up on the bar stool to sit next to where Citrus is working, “Anything I can do to help with breakfast?”

Citrus nods absently and slides the cutting board over, along with an onion and the kale, “Slice and dice.” Citrus says softly, and Cayenne gets to work with a knife.

She peels the onion and has it diced quickly, she brings a bowl over and lifts the cutting board to slide the onions in. She starts working on the kale, keeping an eye on Citrus as she finishes with a pie crust and fits it into the pie pan. The look on Citrus’ face doesn’t seem like a satisfied mare, she decides to break the ice, “So, how was he?”

Citrus’ magic sputters and fails, causing the eggs to fall, Cayenne is quick with her own magic to catch the eggs, she giggles, “He was that good? Don’t want to tell me?”

Citrus looks down as her magic starts to chime again, gently grasping the eggs and starting to crack them into the bowl, “He’s an amazing kisser.” She says softly, her cheeks heating.

That gets a grin from Cayenne, “Okay, he’s good at kissing, but how was he in bed? Did he ride you hard?”

Citrus blushes even more, “Well, what he could do with his mouth and his wonderful fingers…” She shudders, “I made some very embarrassing noises from that.”

Cayenne finds her own face starting to heat, “You are avoiding the question, Citrus Blush, did you and him…”

She trails off at the soft shake of Citrus’ head, “No, Cayenne.” She looks up at Cayenne, “We were really close, I was just about to pull his pants off of him. When…” She trails off.

Cayenne sits there for a long time, watching Citrus sitting at the bar, her magic holding an egg over the bowl, but not doing anything with it. She finds herself tapping a hoof on the edge of the stool. She finally reaches a hoof over to touch Citrus on the withers, “Citrus?” She says softly.

Citrus bursts into tears, the egg explodes and the yellow mare flops her head onto the counter, “Princess Twilight Sparkle showed up, as Tim had his face under my tail.” She wails.

Cayenne’s eyes bulge, she whistles softly, “The princess of timing or what? Well? Were you enjoying?”

Citrus turns and looks at Cayenne, blushing heavily and nodding slightly, “No kidding. Why couldn’t she wait ten minutes? Or even five? I just wanted to show him I was interested. We could have done more later. But nooo… bloody Princess bloody Twilight bloody Sparkle has to bloody show up and ruin the whole mix.” She flops her head back down on the counter, “He’ll never want to do anything with me after that.”

Cayenne rolls her eyes, “Yeah, the same human creature you’ve been talking to me about for a year, the one who’s always nice, no matter what. Who has the most gentle eyes you’ve ever seen. The one who’s so beautiful that you can’t believe all the other mares in Canterlot aren’t knocking down his door. Is going to forget you the instant you have to leave because of Princess Twilight.” She snorts, “If I were you, I’d go right back down there and…”

Citrus growls, “And what? Tell Princess Twilight she has to leave because I want to have sex with the human stallion? I think that will go over really well.” She whickers aggressively, “I’d probably end up in a dungeon.”

Cayenne giggles softly, “Oh, Citrus, you can be so cute when you are frustrated.” She nuzzles Citrus’ neck, getting the other mare to jump, “I know I can relieve that stress.”

She gets nuzzled back, Citrus sighs, “You know, I’m quite tempted, but what I want right now is a stallion. That stallion, I want Tim.” She huffs, “And I’m going to have to wait for him.”

Cayenne leans back, “Well, I don’t want to be lead mare, I’ll leave that to you. Are you going to try to get him moved out of the castle? Into our place?”

Citrus looks around, “Well, it is rather small, maybe we can upgrade a bit. But yeah, I want him out of the castle.”

“It’s not going to be easy, the ponies don’t know anything about the human, and if he’s as odd looking as you’ve said, it might be hard.”

Citrus sighs, “I’m planning on going to the Princesses today to petition he be let out.”

Cayenne smiles, “I don’t have a problem with that, hell, I’ll go with you on that. But wait until tomorrow to do that.”

Citrus furrows her brow, “But…” Only to have a hoof placed over her muzzle.

“Today, we are going to go apartment shopping, and find a bigger place. And then we are going to White Lightning’s party tonight.

“A party? What…”

“Yes, a party, you know who’s going to be there, right? Silverwing. I want to see him, I think it’ll take a little while, but that’s two stallions for our herd eventually.” She nuzzles Citrus again, getting her ears to flick back and forth, “You do still want to start a herd, right? We’ve been talking for months.”

Citrus nods, “I’m sorry Cayenne, I’ve been so preoccupied with Tim…” She trails off.

Cayenne decides to be a little more aggressive, she kisses Citrus softly, letting her lips linger on the yellow mare’s cheek, finally she pulls away just a little bit, “It’s okay, Citrus. We’ve known each other long enough. We’ll get Tim into the herd, and get him here, then we will see what happens from there, sound good?”

Citrus nods, turning to Cayenne and kissing her back. After a long moment, both mares are breathless. Citrus looks at the bowl, “Let’s finish breakfast.”

Cayenne hops off the stool and walks towards the stairs, “So, after breakfast, what are we doing today?”

Citrus sighs, “First, we are going to find a larger apartment, then we are going to White Lightning’s party.”

Cayenne nods firmly, “Good, I’ll pick out a pretty outfit for you.” She trots up the stairs, ideas blossoming in her head as she heads into Cayenne’s room.

***

Tim sits on the large couch. After Twilight had left, she worked with him until well after noon, he had decided on a nap. Now it’s nearly midnight, and he can’t sleep. He turns the page on the book that Twilight had given him. In addition to reference books, she has given him several good novels to read. He’s got a stack of Daring Do books, along with an excellent book he’s reading at the moment. He finds the words fading into the background as he thinks about Citrus. She’s really into him, he remembers the wonder of when Karen had let him know she wanted him. He was clueless, seventeen, and had no idea. She was able to make him understand she was interested in him. And yet, with just over a year in Equestria, Citrus Blush has decided she wanted him. That makes him smile. He closes the book and looks out at the lights of Canterlot. This city is quite beautiful.

He sits up at the sound of a knock at the door. Could it be her? He stands up quickly and moves over to the door, he grabs the handle and pulls hard to open it.

“Tim!” She shouts as she leaps at him, he lets go of the door in time to catch her, though her weight landing on him is too much, he ends up on his back, she reaches forward and kisses him. After an immeasurable amount of time, she pulls away, her eyes narrowing, “I want tchu…” She shakes her head softly.

He reaches up a hand and cups her cheek, “Citrus, I do believe you are drunk.” He looks at the rest of her, “And you are wearing…clothes.”

She moves off of him and twirls around, showing off her dress. A dark red and black top with matching skirt. Though he notices a red bow weaved into her tail. She stops unsteadily and smiles at him, “You like?”

“I’ve only seen the guards wear armor, that’s so pretty.”

She smiles happily, “I went to a party, White Lightning was celebrating. Quite a few ponies there.” She comes forward and stumbles over her dress, he lurches forward and catches her. She giggles and looks up at him, “Wanna take it off of me?”

He narrows his eyes as she giggles. She seems to be steadier now, so he lets her go, she walks towards the bedroom. After a moment she stops walking, turning to look back at him, her eyes cross as she looks up at her horn, after a few seconds, it begins to glow, a soft cerise glow enfolds him and picks him up gently, “I’m not as think as you drunk I am.” She slurs.

He’s in no position to argue as she carries him to the bedroom, she places him on the bed as she hops up with him. She moves up and kisses him again, he kisses her back, fiercely. He relishes her taste, and the added flavor of the alcohol she had apparently drunk as well. His hands run along her body, Feeling the soft fabric, he grabs the dress and pulls it towards him. She breaks off the kiss and backs out of the dress, allowing him to throw it to the floor, though the tail ribbon stays, the big bow right over her rump and the tails of the ribbon weaved into the fur of her tail. She giggles, “You like unwrapping your present, Tim?”

He nods as she lunges forward to kiss him again. He finds his body reacting strongly, she pushes forward, forcing him to lie on his back, continuing to kiss him. Her hooves roam along his chest and sides as she continues, her tail thrashing right over his crotch. She moans as she kisses, the same smell from earlier permeating the air. He’s finding he really likes the way she smells. She breaks off the kiss and moves her head to his shoulder.

“Do you know what I want to do with you?” She whispers into his ear.

He wants her just as intently, “What?” He pants.

She goes silent. And her body slowly relaxes into his. After a few moments, she emits a soft snore, getting a grin from him, he pulls away and looks at her, she’s sleeping peacefully. He takes a moment to pull off his shirt, he likes the feel of her fur against his skin. He grabs the covers and arranges her as the little spoon, he pulls the covers over both of them and brings her closer, she nuzzles him softly in her sleep.

“Citrus, I’m falling in love with you too.” He whispers softly as her deep breaths lull him to sleep.

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