Paradise
Chapter 34: Royal Meetings pt.3
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“So you see what I mean here right?” Hank asked crouched next to the stream, the foul smelling water having no effect, or at least no visible effect, on the man.
The same could not be said about either of the two princesses however, both of them covering their noses with the crook of their left forearm.
This was the exact kind of circumstance that the heightened sense of smell ponies, and especially alicorns, had that was a true disadvantage. It of course didn’t help that the smell of rot activated a hardwired panic, or high alert, response in ponies.
Hank held no such weaknesses, the years of trudging through streets and houses full of their rotting occupants had made the man all but immune to bad sights, scents, and even tastes. This meant that the two sisters had to look away as he lowered his head toward the water to get a better smell.
Bringing his head up and shook it from side to side, “No. Zecora said that this could be from an algal bloom upstream but I’ve smelled that before,” Hank said while pointing at the clear but obviously foul water, “You smell enough dead bodies and it becomes pretty familiar.”
As he looked back up to the two sisters who were still holding their noses and looking at him with an equal amount of disgust from smelling the water so close the human snorted the mucus that had built up in his nose down and spit it in the water. Just because he wasn't outwardly affected by the smell didn’t mean his body did still have the normal reactions.
Looking between the human and the phlegm as it floated away Celestia found herself taken aback at the human’s complete lack of reserve while not only in front of two mares, but literal princesses. She was starting to understand that he really was nothing at all like a normal stallion, he didn’t care one bit about how he was perceived by mares or even royalty.
Watching as the man easily jumped the width of the stream back towards them and then walked between her and her sister Celestia turned to keep facing the man and eventually dropped her arm as her and her sister walked out of the foul scent given off by the once pristine stream.
“I do see what you mean,” The solar princess started, “But how is this, to put it politely, worth the trip?”
“I must agree with my sister Hank, how is this, admittedly very foul water, worth the urgent request for our presence? The letter you sent held a very dire tone.” Luna added.
“It’s not that the water is foul, it’s what I think made it that way.”
“Well?” Celestia raised her brow.
Shaking his head Hank laughed, “These wolves or whatever build these giant… nests of dead bodies,” Hank motioned with his hands, “I found one on my first trip into the forest to destroy them. The regular sized ones kill and drag the kill to a central point, the big flat headed bastards push it all into a huge pile. They have literal super highways of blood and bent over foliage to these…. gore nests or whatever you wish to call them, all throughout the deep, and now, not deep at all forest. They're expanding in numbers and area despite my best efforts.”
Pausing Hank was surprised to see that both of the sister’s eyes were wide as if they knew what he was talking about. As Luna and Celestia slowly turned to each other, a feeling of dread started to form in both of their stomachs.
“What else is happening?” Celestia stepped forward and asked in a serious tone
“Yes, we must know all the details.” Luna stepped forward as well, her voice just as serious as her sister.
“To put it as simply as possible-”
Hank started but stopped instantly as a faint beeping came from the radio on his suspender. Stopping to listen to the series that Zecora was using, making sure that it was just a simple information relay Hank’s face hardened when he realized it wasn’t.
Both of the sisters, perplexed at the strange beeping box on his chest that Hank was fiddling with, Celestia turned her head slightly to Luna while keeping both her eyes on Hank.
“What is that thing?” The larger of the two alicorns asked, feeling completely lost, was it Human music? And if it was, why was it coming out of such a device? Did all of human technology look so rugged and brutish, even if it was for the purpose of art? If how Hank dressed was anything to go off of it wasn’t a hard theory to put weight in.
“I do not know sister, Human technology is extremely different from ours, by many magnitudes, maybe it is a-”
“Zecora, how copy? What is the situation? Over?” Hank suddenly and forcefully spoke into the box after pushing a button on the black box, its screen momentarily lighting up blue as he spoke into it.
“Hank what is-” Quickly shutting her mouth when the human roughly gestured to her to be quiet Celestia shared a concerned look with her sister.
Watching the human closely they heard a faint click from the box as its screen lit up orange, “The manticores ran away, some toward my house and others deeper into the forest. The ones that ran deeper into the forest knew something was there, there was a fight and… and I think whatever is in the forest killed them. There are things moving around in the tree line now.”
“Fuck!” Hank cursed before pushing on the side of the radio, “Is it the manticores in the treeline? Over.”
“N-no. Absolutely not.” Zecora responded in a hushed tone.
Looking up to Celestia and then over his shoulder back in the direction of his home Hank clenched his jaw and took a deep breath, the grip on his rifle tightening.
“Strong copy. Inbound. Over.” Hank said to the voice over the radio before looking back over to the two princesses.
“You two, go ahead and head home, I need to handle this.” Hank said as he started to turn.
“Wait!” Celestia interrupted, causing Hank to stumble as he began to run.
“What!?”
“What’s going on!? What was that?”
“There’s something at my house and I need to make sure it doesn't get Zecora.” Hank said forcefully, not in the mood to talk.
“We’re coming with you.” Celestia said as Hank furrowed his brow.
“Like hell you care, Im not having you know where I fucking live!” Hank yelled
“For the last time I’m not going to bucking hurt you!” Celestia yelled back, getting a surprised look from her sister, “You want to show us what is going on and I want to see! I will help you defend your homestead Hank.”
Conflicted, Hank looked from Celestia to Luna to the direction of his home and where his girlfriend was. The pressure firmly on him Hank let out a yell, “Fine! Don't fall behind.”
Exploding into a sprint much faster than either sister expected they quickly followed suit and caught up with the human.
“What was that?” Luna asked as she ran next to her sister as they thundered down the trail behind Hank.
“What was what?” Celestia asked as she tucked her shoulder and rammed through the wall of foliage behind Hank as they began on a much less traveled path, Luna doing the same.
“You swore! You yelled at him!”
“He’s not a gentle stallion, he doesn’t use gentle language. I spoke to him in the way he knows best!” Celestia exclaimed as her heart started to pound in her chest for the first time in what felt like forever.
“Shut up and keep your eyes on your 3 and 9!” Hank yelled to the two sisters behind him, mostly tired of hearing them talk.
Cheeks showing a small blush from being caught talking about the human by the human, Celestia shut her mouth and kept pushing forward while keeping her eyes and ears open to the world around them and the things that may be lurking within.
It didn't take long at the click Hank was running at for him and the princesses in tow to near his clearing. While the area was familiar to Luna, due to her initial… visit and subsequent times meeting with Hank and even Zecora, for Celestia it had been ages since she had actually been in woods that wasn’t then surrounded by a city. She almost felt like a trespasser, a city slicker, as she took in the scene around her. It was strange considering that she was raised and spent most of her early life in the farthest thing from civilization though it seemed like life times ago.
Slowing to a stop in an instant. Celestia and Luna almost ran into the human and ended up skidding past him as he brought his rifle up and lowered his large frame to a knee.
Both of the princesses backed up so they were behind the man as he looked and listened to their surroundings.
"Do ya hear that?" He asked in a low voice giving a quick glance to each of them.
Listening as hard as their alicorn hearing would allow, their ears rotating like little fuzzy satellite dishes both princesses could only hear their own breathing. The woods around them were completely and utterly silent. The eerie feeling contrasted heavily with the sunny day and quaint surroundings.
“We hear nothing, that is not good.” Luna said in a whisper as well.
“No it ain’t, and we ain’t alone, I got a fresh track here.”
Pointing to the large paw print in the soil as he crouch walked past it both of the sisters took time to study the track as they slowly passed it, the size of the track making the situation oh so real in an instant.
As they followed the man in their approach to the edge of the tree line, keeping their attention on their respective sides of the trail, Luna and Celestia soon were able to see the small cabin in the middle of the clearing in their peripheral vision. While the structure was of no distraction to Luna, it was of great distraction to Celestia who was finally able to see where the mysterious stallion lived, what his species was capable of with architecture.
Completely stuck in her musings about the structure and the wagon outside Celestia didn’t notice the root that had breached the surface of the soil before she caught it with her rear left hoof and was sent into a stumble, her sideways walking position aiding none in her balance.
While the stumble alone was not an issue with all the plush covering her flanks had, what was of issue was the saddle bag full of loose brass and the noise it made as she started to fall over.
Horn lighting to cast a quick short range teleportation spell to right herself she was cut off as Hank suddenly rammed into her, compressing the saddle bag between his chest and her left flank muffling the sound of the brass inside as it bounced off itself.
Left arm wrapped over the top of her back, his hand gripping her right cutie mark, the human slowly lowered Celestia onto of himself as he fell back from the awkward position and her much more substantial weight than he was expecting.
Face blush from the sudden stimulation as she laid on her side, her flank on his lower stomach she didn't know what he was doing when his left arm suddenly left her flank and covered her right ear until she heard the rustling in front of her and noticed the rifle hovering above the right side of her head.
Pushing the rifle into his shoulder with his one hand around the grip and pointing it at the area he heard the movement. Hank gave a quick look to Luna and motioned with his head to guard the front.
To her credit, Luna instantly nodded and quickly took up position beside Celestia and Hank, her sword held in her magical grasp directly in front of her in a defensive stance.
As he lowered the rifle and clicked it on safe Hank started to wiggle out from under Celestia but kept pressure down on her side with his free hand to signal her to stay still as he got out from under her.
Finally out from under Celestia’s off puttingly soft and plush ass and up on his knees Hank wrapped his hand around the back strap of the saddle bags and slowly pulled it out from under and off of Celestia so as to not disturb the brass inside.
Once he had it out from under Celestia Hank gave Celestia two pats on the ass, half for fun half for motivation, “You’re good, watch the other side of the trail, fuckers love to get behind you.”
“Not the only thing that likes to get behind me.” Celestia said in a whisper plenty loud for everyone to hear while looking over her shoulder at Hank, but quiet enough to be considerate of their current circumstance.
“Hard thing to miss with how big it is and all.” Hank replied while slowly removing the wine and knife from the saddle bags and placing them in the bushes along the path beside Luna, “You seen anything Luna?”
“A little movement about a hundred hooves out, foliage is too dense for us to get a clear look.”
“Alright, let’s move to the end of the road, quiet and slow, they’re waiting for us to do somethin.”
Taking the lead, bag containing the brass in his left hand clamped under his rifle as he pushed forward the rifle firmly held into his shoulder, its selector all the way on full.
Stopping behind Hank as he took a knee and set down the bag of brass as slow as possible the two sisters watched as the human scanned their surroundings before reaching up to his radio and clicking the button in a pattern that they didn’t know the meaning of.
As they waited for Hank’s go ahead to proceed in whatever he wanted to do Celestia and Luna shared a knowing sisterly look. A look that communicated: “Just what do you think is going on here? Is there really a point in all this?”
Both sisters decided they had no real clue what was going on and if the threat was indeed as serious as Hank was making it out to be. Either way both sisters were more than glad to let Hank take the lead. Not because they were inexperienced in such things, a little out of practice sure, but definitely not inexperienced in scouting, combat, and leading small and vastly massive troop elements. They were letting Hank take the lead because they wanted to watch how he operated under stress and just how the human would go about leading and doing things, if they got to watch him in combat it was all the better.
Their curiosities peaked and their collective minds jotting down every little detail that they deemed worthy of being saved they watched as the human listened closely to the series of clicks that came from the radio and the small, almost silent sigh of relief that escaped his nose.
However they also heard the crack of a stick behind them and could tell the human did as well, his head rising and the muscles in his arms tensing in response.
Hank could feel the eyes on him, boring into the back of his neck, not from the two ponies behind him no, but from about… fifty feet behind him and to his left…no his right, the same side Luna had said she and spotted movement on. That's where the fucker was.
Small grin just barely showing his teeth Hank took a deep breath and slowly turned to the two sisters who were also looking down the trail they had come down.
“When I say go I want you to run as fast as you can to the cabin and get inside, Zecora will hold the door open for you and lock it behind you.” Hank said flatly.
“Hank? What are you talking about?” Luna asked, turning her head to face the man who looked at her for a split second before looking right back down the trail.
“Just do it.” Hank firmly stated, hardening his gase to Luna and Celestia who had also turned around, “We’re gonna walk out all calm and when I tell you to bolt you’re gonna book it, no discussion, we go now.”
As the man slowly turned around again both sister’s looked to each other perplexed as the human slowly stood and roughly shook the saddlebags, making the brass inside loudly collide, before he threw it to the ground.
“Let’s go.” He said in his normal voice while walking forward out of the brush and into the sunny clearing.
Taken aback at the sudden shift away from the stealth he had previously been so adamant about, Luna and Celestia followed the man extremely confused. Was all of what he had been a joke? A ploy to confuse them? What did the stallion think he was doing? Tactically what he had done made ZERO sense. How was he still alive when he did stuff like this?
Celestia however, even through all of her musings, heard the faint but louder snap of a stick and rustle of brambles behind her and not a second later the human enacted his plan.
“Move! Move! Move!” Hank yelled while breaking into a sprint himself, albeit for only a second before spinning around, instantly in his wide stance as Celestia and Luna rushed past him. Much more pep in their step than he anticipated. Alicorns had some serious acceleration.
The speed of wide and wider aside, the sound he had made along with the fact that he had made it look as if all three of them were running with their backs turned had made the predatory instincts of their stalker activate.
As the strider bolted down the path at its prey it was suddenly met with the roar of the M16 in the human’s hand and a millisecond later was met with the bite as ten rounds of 5.56 slammed into its face and chest and tumbled through its guts, ending its charge just as fact as it began.
Both sisters looked behind themselves as they ran, ears ringing from the rapid explosions behind them, to see a shuck tumble into the clearing before laying limp, Hank standing just where he had been when he spun around before he quickly took a back step and spun around in the direction of the cabin, his head turning from side to side to look for more hostiles.
It wasn’t a moment later that Hank saw what he was afraid of. A Breaker. Already covered in blood from what he assumed was one of his manticores, the huge wolf was in a dead sprint toward the two princesses who had stopped running and were now in the open.
“Fuckin’ MOVE!” Hank yelled as he raised his rifle and dumped the rest of the magazine into the wolf in controlled three to five five round bursts.
Transfixed on the human as he operated and manipulated his weapon. Celestia watched in awe as he confidently marched forward toward the wolf all the while he dropped the grey box that was in the weapon out and had a new one in to replace it in what seemed like less than a second, his eyes never even deviating from his target to the weapon as he expertly manipulated it.
Flinching from the flash and explosions from the device Celestia finally turned away from the human as he dumped the entire magazine into the wolf all while power walking toward it.
While the Breaker slowed for a second as the full velocity 5.56 punched through its thick hide and into its internals it quickly redoubled its efforts and bounded toward the white and deep blue alicorns as they stood facing it.
As the colossal wolf neared its prey Hank broke into a sprint to try and reach the two princesses before they got mauled by the monster. The human quickly realized he wasn’t going to make it in time however and fumbled to reload the rifle while he sprinted at full tilt.
Closing twenty feet Luna lit her horn, “Shield up!”
A magic barrier just a few shades lighter than Luna’s coat instantly appeared before her and Celestia just as the creature rammed into it, blood from its many bullet wounds splattering violently onto the now slightly cracked surface.
Though while the shield cracked it did not shatter and Luna stood resolute, her grit teeth the only sign of exertion, she was much stronger now than she was when her and her sister were attacked by Shucks previously.
The sudden impact had a profound effect on the wolf, stunning it and making it lose its footing, creating the perfect opportunity for a counter attack.
“Swords!” This time Celestia’s turn to announce, she did loudly, as she and her sister pulled their blades in a practiced unison.
“Drop shields!” Celestia commanded as the barrier suddenly vanished, “Dispatch!”
Both sisters side-stepped to opposite sides of the beast’s head while simultaneously thrusting their swords forward for the neck.
Both blades found their mark and sunk deep into the sides of the throat, no doubt severing the jugular and carotid arteries in an instant.
Retracting their blades both sisters created distance fast with a flap of their wings, just in time as the Shuck lunged for Celestia in its pain-filled rage, showing no signs of stopping despite its mortal wounds.
As jaws snapped shut with a crack akin to that of Hank’s weapon where Celestia once stood she quickly remembered why Shucks were so deadly back in the day. They were relentless.
With another light of her horn and a yell Celestia used her magic and sent the shuck tumbling almost all the way back to the stream it bounded across earlier with a push spell.
An instant later a precision bolt of concentrated mana left Luna’s horn and impacted its chest and left a burnt hole where it struck and entered.
Looking over to her sister, a furious look on her face, as her horn smoked from the casting of the bolt, Celestia turned back to the wolf once she was able to confirm that Luna was okay.
Taking a deep breath and focusing on the still glowing hole in it’s huge chest the elder alicorn hummed, Luna had always been able to focus her magic more precisely and it showed in her mana bolts: they were lighting fast, precise, and could travel further than Celestia’s.
However Celestia’s were explosively powerful, and while they lacked the extreme range of Luna’s, who’s mana bolts could travel for multiple hundreds of hooves with no issue, when they hit they could vaporize singular and decimate multiple targets.
“You haven’t lost your touch dear sister, just as precise as always.” Celestia complimented lowering her sword before ultimately re sheathing it.
“Thank you Tia.” Luna responded with a smile, putting away her sword as well, “And you have not lost your power, you did not throw the beast as far as you could have, did you?”
Smiling as well, Celestia chuckled as she and Luna met and lovingly nuzzled each other, “No need to send it into the tree line.”
“I could have used the practice at such ranges.” Breaking the nuzzle both sisters laughed as Hank walked over to them, stopping a few feet away and spinning in a full circle giving one last check of the surroundings he stopped and clicked his rifle on safe.
“I think we’re all good! You can come out Z!” He called out in the direction of the cabin, only turning away when Zecora opened the door and stepped outside.
“I told you I would help defend your homestead Hank.” With a smile Celestia reminded the man in a somewhat snarky tone.
“You did good, you both did, I’m impressed to say the least.” Hank admitted, not a trace of sarcasm in his voice.
“O-oh well I… Thank you.” Celestia’s face went from amused to shocked in an instant, the clear and honest compliment surprising her greatly.
“Nice shot.” Hank smiled and roughly pat Luna on the right shoulder with his left hand making her take a small step from the hit as she smiled back up to him, rolling her eyes at the playful contact.
"I feel a little inadequate after seeing that." Zecora said as she reached the group as they stood in the middle of the clearing.
The smile on her facing telling Hank she was just joking he responded in such and waved her off, "Well there's a demigod, another demigod, and a big angry dumbass." Hank said, pointing to each respective person, ending on himself, "Last I knew you weren't a demigod or a dumb…. Well I dunno about that last one."
Gasping in mock offense Zecora hit Hank on the side of the leg as he laughed.
"That is no way to speak to your marefirend and you know it!" Zecora said before turning to Celestia and Luna, "do you see what I have to put up with?"
"Hey! Don't bring the government into this you little striped menace."
Smile on his face as he bent over Zecora knew what was coming and tried to get away from the grabby man but was too slow and with a small step forward the man latched onto either side of her hips and pulled her toward him before wrapping his left arm under her and pulling her up so she was held under his arm.
"You cannot be doing this to me in front of Princess Celestia and Luna! This is so embarrassing!" Zecora pleaded as Hank kept smiling and scratching the fur on her chest with his left hand as his left arm held her up.
Continuing to struggle against him Hank rolled his eyes and quickly lifted, flipped, and caught Zecora, cradling her against his chest, the zebra looking up to him with big eyes, all the unexpected movement surprising her.
"Still want down?" Hank asked Zecora as she regained some of her bearings.
"Yes! This is so undignified, I don't want the princesses to think of me as so-"
Tired of her arguing and struggling Hank gently brought his head down and intercepted Zecora's lips as she was still talking, getting a cry of surprise from the zebra before she realized what was happening and let her eyes flutter closed.
She had waited for this moment for months, and while she no longer felt that Hank wasn't secretly not attracted to her after their talk, his issue mostly stemmed from the complete lack of intimacy he had experienced for years. He didn't know how to read the situation or what to really do.
Zecors couldn't tell that from how passionately he was kissing her though. While he was perhaps a little unskilled, his passion and vigor made up for it in spades.
When Hank finally pulled away, a large smile on his face as he looked down at the flush red zebra who had to take in a deep breath from the lack of oxygen.
"That shut you up." Hank laughed as Zecora buried her head in his chest from embarrassment.
Finally looking away from his girlfriend and up to Celestia and Luna he was met with a wide smile from Luna and a smaller but genuine smile from Celestia, the larger of the two sisters' eyes hiding something behind them that he couldn't quite decipher however.
While focused on Celestia's eyes, trying to read them, Hank's focus changed instantaneously as the perceived corpse of the massive Breaker shuttered and started to get up.
Reading his scarily serious expression, his pupils nearly visible, Celestia and Luna both whipped around to see the Breaker gurgling as it righted itself.
"S-sister?" Celestia asked as she watched the blood pour from the beast's toothed maw.
"We suppose we could have missed its vitals." Luna stuttered as he and Celestia Light their horns and pulled free their swords, preparing for round two, only for Hank to stomp past them, his hands balled into fists.
"Hank, please let us handle this! That beast will destroy you!" Celestia cried as Hank fearlessly approached the snarling monster.
Ignoring the calls for him to stop and let the sisters handle it, Hank, just as enraged as the beast in front of him, closed the distance before the wolf screeched as loud as its punctured lung would allow it.
The horrifying sound making the princess and Zecora take a step back. Celestia quickly cast a small bubble around each of their heads to protect their hearing from the deafening sound as Hank continued unperturbed.
Canceling the spell once Celestia could tell it was over, she dropped it just in time to hear Hank.
"I'm gonna rip your god damned heart out!" The human said as the wolf took a couple of steps toward him.
"He's in over his head sister, he didn't even bring his main weapon,we need to stop this now." Celestia stated getting a nod of agreement from Luna looking at the rifle on the ground next to Zecora who was watching straight ahead at her coltfriend as he seemingly approached certain death.
Preparing to jump into action and prevent the human from being mauled to death they both stopped in their advance once they realized it was too late and the wolf sprung forward.
Gasping in fear as they anticipated Hank being bit in half Celestia and Luna's gasps died in their throats as they witnessed Hank raise his hands and out of all things step inside the the wolf's range as he side stepped to his right, barely missing its huge jaws before twisting and delivering an elbow like a knife blade to the beasts left eye.
As the gigantic wolf recoiled from the destruction of its sensory organ the sisters and Zecora watched, entranced, as Hank didn't use the opportunity to run, but to instead press his attack as he grabbed the beast by the back of the neck and drove his right knee into its windpipe.
The crunch of the trachea audible to the ponies all the way from their position away from the action. They watched as the wolf reared its head to the side and then swung its skull to the side, impacting Hank and causing him to be pushed away from the wolf from the rough impact.
To the man's credit however, even after taking such a large hit, the second he impacted the ground he rolled back over his head and landed into a low squat before pushing off and running back at the wolf like he had never even been struck.
The Shuck, realizing it had not dispatched the relentless human, responded with a small pounce and a swipe of its right arm, it's throat being too damaged to use its mouth to its fullest capacity.
The move being a repeat of what he had seen before, the human braced his arms in front of his head and blocked the hit before grabbing onto the offending appendage and pirouetting under the arm.
To the side of the wolf Hank gave a strong pull that pulled the wolf down onto its throat before he stepped further toward its body gave up the grip his left hand had on the arm, only holding it in his right, before bringing his right foot and stopping through the appendage while pulling with his right arm.
His own growl being drowned out by the shriek of pain that came from the dying wolf he briefly locked eyes with the ponies who were watching the display of violence and gave a small smile before letting go of the broken arm and taking a small step back and the wolf forced itself up on its three remaining legs and started to turn toward him.
Due to its one busted leg the Shuck had to lift its weight up to turn and that's precisely what Hank had been waiting for. The Shuck already bringing its weight up, Hank shot inside and grabbed onto its wide torso while pushing with his legs to lift its front end skyward.
Holding the wolf up on its hind legs Hank squatted down lower and gripped the wolf from around the waist, pulling it as tight as he could before driving up and lifting the monstrosity off the earth.
"oh my gods." Celestia couldn't help but whisper as she watched Hank lift the wolf that had to weigh six hundred stones at the least. She also couldn't stop herself from ogling at his shoulders as they flexed and popped from the exertion, what she didn't know though was that her sister and Zecora both were doing much the same.
As the human lifted the wolf three feet off the ground, its head straight up in the air as it fruitfully tried to escape, He in one smooth motion stepped his left leg back and twisted while contracting his abs body slamming the wolf onto the hard soil.
Head thwacking off the ground, the wolf went limp as Hank let go of its midsection and stood up, but he wasn’t done yet and the ponies present were just to see how through he could be.
Pulling the innate sword from his left hip with his right hand across his body Hank stood above the wolf and gave the sword a twirl before placing his left hand on the pommel of the sword and plunging it down to the guard just below the ribs on the left side.
A scream came from the downed wolf in response to the sudden puncture which made the princesses and Zecora wince and feel a little sorry for the previously blood thristy beast at the pain and terror in its scream.
There was no remorse from Hank though, and when the three looked at him all they saw was a large smile on his face as his eyes burned with hatred before he quickly pulled the sword to the side opening up a two foot gash at the bottom of its ribs, prompting another pain filled gurgle from the wolf.
Watching as the man pulled the sword from the opening he seemingly looked at his handiwork before he lined the tip up with the bottom of the sternum of the panting and whining wolf and ever so slowly pushed it in through the diaphragm.
Groaning as its legs kicked weakly Hank sunk the blade as far as he could into the wolf before letting go of its handle, happy to leave the blade inserted into his foe. Receiving much satisfaction from the pain he was causing he was however tired of its pitiful whining and raised his right foot up before dropping it on the center of its chest collapsing its ribs and causing the whine to turn into gurgling as the wolf started to bring blood up instead of air.
He was surprised that the thing had not at the very least gone into shock and passed out from the tourture, by all accounts it should have been dead, but he was happy it wasn’t. As long as it was alive he was more than elated to keep playing with it.
The human eventually did decide it was time to end it though, he still had things to do after all. Bending over Hank started to push his arm inside the ribcage of the wolf on a mission to pull its heart out.
Hank may be a person that made a lot of empty threats in conversation but when it came to fighting the threats weren’t really threats anymore, they were promises, and he said he was going to rip its heart out.
Pure panic coming over the wolf as it felt its ribcage being invaded it whined and gurgled in fear.
Celestia couldn’t handle it anymore, killing the wolf was one thing, but extending its suffering and clearly getting some sick sadistic pleasure from it was another. That was just too far, and she would not stand for it. She was pissed at Hank’s behavior.
“Hank! That’s enough!” Celestia yelled, stepping forward getting Hank’ attention, his head snapping to her in an instant, his arm nearly up to the elbow in the wolf.
Staring at the ruler, anger burning in his eyes, Hank looked away from Celestia and rammed his arm the rest of the way into the wolf’s chest cavity, wrapping his hand around his pulsating target.
The grab and the following pull causing the wolf to scream the loudest and most panic-filled scream yet Celestia angrily stomped forward, ready to stop the needless and sadistic cruelty.
“That is enough! I order you to stop! NOW!” Celestia yelled at the human in the Canterlot voice only causing him to pull harder and causing the organ to be successfully pulled from the shuddering wolf’s body as blood poured out from the wound like a fountain.
If there was one thing you just didn’t do, it would be ordering Hank to do anything. Especially on his property, infront if his girlfriend, while he was finishing with his kill. It was a generally bad move to try and command the independent man and he took great offense to the notion that someone thought they had the authority to tell him what to do.
Beating heart held within his hand Hank whipped around to Celestia and dismounted the wolf quickly taking a bite out of the muscle, how angry he was making him feel like he just had to bite something.
Spitting the bloody clump out of his mouth Hank yelled at Celestia with a deep guttural yell that sounded more akin to a wild animal than a sapient creature instantly causing Celestia to falter in her advance and take a half step back away from the enraged human.
“T-There is no need for cruelty like that!” Celestia tried her best to act unaffected by the aggression on display as Hank rapidly closed the distance between them, angrier than she had ever seen before.
Hank breathed like he had just ran a marathon, his chest heaving visibly despite his slightly hunched forward posture. He was beyond mad, and while Celestia didn’t know it, she wasn’t dealing with the regular Hank anymore, she was dealing with the far, far more aggressive Hank, one that was prematurely pulled away from his target, one that had tried to hurt his mare…HIS.
Standing her ground, knowing showing weakness was the wrong move, Celestia held steadfast despite her brain screaming at her to run, “You will not conduct such acts of horror in my empire! There is no place for such cru-HURK.” Celestia was stopped as Hank clapped his left hand around her throat and forced her up to his eye level with just one arm.
Choking from the deathgrip the human had on her throat, front legs swinging in the empty air trying to bat the human turned animal away Celestia had just barely thought about teleporting away before a bloody hand wrapped around her horn ceasing all hopes of spell casting.
Completely at the mercy of the human she was twisted left, then right before ultimately being thrown to the ground on her side where she rolled and ended up on her back.
Gasping for air she fearfully looked up to the human that was standing just a few feet away, his chest still heaving with anger as he stared with pure contempt into her eyes. Holding the gaze for an uncomfortable length of time Celestia felt smaller and smaller before the human as she laid on her side, throat throbbing, and heart pounding.
With a deep breath the human quickly spun on his feet and headed back toward the entrance they had come into the clearing from, picking up his rifle on his way.
Still breathing heavily Celestia looked to her sister and then Zecora who wore a look of extreme worry on her face before also taking a deep breath and forcing herself back onto her shaky legs. Finally standing up Celestia immediately doubled over into a coughing fit before spitting up lots of clear mucus her throat had produced from the trauma.
Hacking the fluids up Celestia took a shuddering breath and looked up to the world through bloodshot, watering, eyes just as Hank’s broad form disappeared into the underbrush, Zecora running to catch up to him while calling his name.
“That went…p poorly.” Celestia coughed as Luna looked at her with a dumbfounded look, today just kept getting crazier and crazier.
“Why are you still trying to discipline him on this subject!?” Luna waved to the eviscerated Shuck as it laid motionless, its heart laying ten feet away, “ Again. Sister, that is our enemy, he is cruel to our enemies, not to our ponies. You have to of known you were playing with fire when you started commanding him! On his property no less! In front of his mate! Do you have any idea how unfathomably protective he is?!”
“It sounds a lot like you think I deserved to almost have my throat crushed.” Celestia said while rubbing her still aching throat.
Huffing Luna shook her head, “No. He should have never even laid a hoof on you, what he did was unwarranted by a great many magnitudes.” Luna clarified before leveling her gaze, “What I’m saying is that you had it coming, for Maker’s sake sister, you don't walk into a manicore’s den and think it will end well.”
Pride damaged and temper warming Celestia grumbled, “Why does he of all ponies get away with treating me in such ways?”
“Maybe because you treat him the exact same way and he’s not afraid to do something about it.” Luna rolled her eyes, “I guarantee if you would have kindly asked for him to just finish it he would have complied, after some grumbling maybe, but he would have. You need to realize that he isn’t a pony, he is not one you can order around.”
"And I am not one that can be treated however he pleases at his discretion. Respect is a two way street just like he said and he's showing me none."
"And you really think how you treated him can be deemed as respectful?" Luna responded with a raised bow.
"Before we came here, yes!" Celestia said in an exasperated tone.
"I recall Hank being extremely respectful of you, going as far as turning over a new leaf between the two of you."
"Can you really expect me to just allow him to rip the heart out of a living creature's chest while it is screaming in pain? I don't care if it's a Shuck."
"You don't!?" Luna yelled, catching Celestia off guard, "I have seen you rip the head off of a pony with your magic! We have both committed heinous acts of violence and don't you dare forget it sister." Luna growled and roughly jabbed her hoof into the center of Celestia’s chest before turning away clearly done with the conversation.
A pregnant silence formed between the two sisters as they both looked back on the acts they had committed, they both similarly looked around the quaint property, focusing on small details like the little bridge, or the strange metal siding the cabin had coving its sides and roof.
Taking in their surroundings, waiting for Hank and Zeocra to return, it wasn't much longer before the underbrush shook and a still irritated Hank emerged with Zecora in tow.
"I don't care who she is, honey. It don't fuckin matter to me!"
"Sweetie, she'll hear you!" Zecora replied, shooting a quick look in the princesses' direction before focusing back on her angry coltfriend.
"Good! I hope she's listenin' real close!" Hank raised his voice and looked over to the pair focusing on Celestia but unlike Zecora held his angry gaze.
"I invite her onto my land, trust her with the location of all my belongings and livelihood, with my fuckin' home! And she wants to degrade me for protecting not only my property, which I really could care less about, but my fucking girlfriend!" Hank yelled, his voice gaining a level of anger toward the end, "I oughta put a bullet in her fuckin' head!"
"H Hank, I know you're mad but really it i-"
"You're Goddamn right I'm mad. I'm fucking livid! As a matter of fact, leave. Get the fuck out of here, I'm finished being nice to you. I tried. I offered a new start and you… FUCKIN' RUINED IT!" Hank roared, his voice rumbling a new kind of foreboding as he approached the two sisters and stomped past them into the cabin where he noisily deposited the knife, wine, and dumped the brass into the sink.
Stood just at the entrance to the cabin Zecora was looking between her enraged lover and the two princesses as they stood in the yard obviously uncomfortable, especially Celestia.
Getting more and more nervous about what Hank had done and was acting toward the literal sun princess, the monarch of Equestria for a thousand years up until recently. Zecora made a distressed meep before focusing on her partner.
"You need to calm down dear." Zecora said softly, blocking Hank's path back outside.
"Telling me to calm down has been a generally ill advised move in the past." Hank replied in a leveled tone, trying to repress as much anger in his tone as possible.
"Honey…" Zecoea started as she walked toward him before hopping up and putting her hooves on his stomach as she looked up to him, "I know you're extremely mad but you need to realize who you're talking to and that her reaction is understandable after seeing you do what you do. It's shocking, you must know that."
Taking a deep breath the human clenched his jaw. Slowly squatting down closer to Zecora's eye level he leaned in close to her ear.
"If it weren't for you I would've blown her head off." Hank simply stated before standing up and stepping over her and outside.
The air growing more tense once the human and Celestia were in the presence of each other, Luna and Zecora held their breaths as Hank slowly approached Celestia, the saddlebags gripped in a shaking deathgrip in his left hand Hank grit his teeth as he stopped five feet away from the alicorn.
He wanted to throw the saddlebags as hard as he could into Celestia's stupid face but instead he tossed them just infront of her just at her hooves.
Not taking her eyes off of the man despite the piece of gear landing at her hooves Hank and Celestia stared at each other, both unyielding in each other's presence.
“Leave.” Hank finally grumbled after nearly a minute of silence.
Looking right back at Hank, not yielding in the slightest, Celestia shook her head no, “Not until we talk.”
Hank offered no response to Celestia’s stipulation much to the shock of Celestia and Luna who both looked to each other not knowing what the silence from the man meant, Celestia had to admit though, she liked it less than getting yelled at, she couldn’t tell what the human was thinking or feeling like this. At least when he was yelling she knew what he was thinking about.
“You need to…. I would like it if you would respect me and my body and not throw me around whenever you feel. So far I have not done anything in retaliation but if you continue I will.”
Still no reply, not even a twitch out of the human, no blink as he stared right into her. It was beyond unsettling, even for Luna just having to watch. It was downright creepy. It was like one of those lifelike pony statues that always seemed to be staring right through you, except this one was really big, really strong, really fast, and presumably still really really mad.
Gulping, convincing herself that it was because of her still sore throat, Celestia met Hank’s burning gaze, “I- I *ahem* I also understand why you are mad. I should not have told you how to protect your property and family. I overstepped and I apologize for that.”
A few more extremely uncomfortable seconds of complete silence from the human finally breaking with a huff, Hank again turned around and walked into the cabin without uttering a single word.
“Is that a… good sign?” Celestia turned to Zecora.
“Um…” Looking to the cabin where the sound of fumbling around and ripping velcro was emanating, Zecora slowly turned back to the solar princess, “I do not know… your majesty.”
Stopping the bow and formalities with the wave of her hoof Celestia shook her head, “Please Ms. Zecora, no need for formalities, you just watched your coltfriend throw me around like a sack of flower, I believe we’re a little past being formal. Don’t you?”
Slowly standing Zecora gave a nervous smile, “I am so sorry for that.”
“It’s not your fault Ms. Zecora, what’s done is done.” Celestia offered with a smile, hoping to calm the obviously nervous zebra, “You are quite lucky to have such a capable and caring coltfriend I must say. Especially with everything that has been going on.”
A small blush coming to her striped face Zecora looked down to the ground and rubbed her leg giving a small laugh, “If it weren’t for him I would have been dead multiple times over. I don’t owe him everything, but I owe him a lot.”
Humming Celesia looked to her sister for a quick second, “I’m finding out a lot of ponies share the same sentiment.”
As if on cue the human came walking out of the cabin, his rifle traded for the silver and black Remington and his kit no longer sporting magazine pouches but shotgun loops. He looked a little less angry but nowhere near cool as he approached the ponies, his face still flat as he held the shotgun in his right hand, and strangely, a wet white cloth in his left.
As he stopped next to Zecora he slung the shotgun with a sigh and looked to Celestia before gently flicking the cloth on top of her horn, the damp cloth slowly covering her vision, her world going from colorful to bright wight.
“What is this for?” The princess asked as she tried to move the cloth with her magic but found it impossible to grab onto the piece of fabric, only the water inside it.
“There’s blood on your horn.” Hank spoke simply.
“I see.” Celestia replied, blowing the cloth off her nose as it draped over her muzzle. She hadn’t even thought about her horn after Hank had choked and thrown her on the ground with how much her throat hurt.
“However I cannot seem to… grab the cloth.” Celestia exclaimed as she started to shake her head to get the cloth out of her vision.
“...Jesus.” Hank huffed and stepped forward, putting his hand under Celestia’s chin while wrapping his hand around her horn.
Tensing in an instant, unable to speak except for a small squeak that found its way out of her mouth Celstia’s vision came back as Hank pulled the cloth up and wrapped it around his hand. Vision filled with the man’s upper chest and face Celestia was unable to pull away as Hank started to quickly move his up and down her horn, removing the bulk of the drying blood.
Horrified at what her mate was doing yet unable to speak out of pure shock all Zecora could do was watch in horror as Hank unknowingly sexually assulted the solar princess of Equestria, the most powerful pony in existence and the pony who was in control of the entire continent they resided in.
Luna on the other hand was trying her best to keep her laughter quiet so she wouldn’t prematurely halt the moment as she watched her sister receive an impromptu horn job from Hank, who obviously had no clue of the effects and implications of such an act.
Celestia was just trying her best to not embarrass herself yet was powerless to stop the man since she could barely even keep her rear legs from buckling and her eyes from rolling to the back of her skull let alone form a coherent sentence. It had been decades since she had last received anything remotely sexual from another creature, actually it’d been over a century Celestia struggled to remember with the pure pleasure coursing through her body. Quickly she realized that while she really should be stopping Hank, she wasn’t going to, what she was actually going to do was let the human do exactly what he was doing because gods was he good at it.
Just focusing on getting the blood off of Celestia’s horn, still pissed and feeling rather impatient about getting into the woods and getting the so far aggravating day over with Hank didn’t even notice Luna’s stifled laughter, or Celestia’s shaking rear legs and raising tail.
As he got most all the blood off of the boney appendage, the only residue that was left was in the recessed spirals of Celestia’s horn, and the only way to really get that out was to match the spiral with the cloth and to press a little harder.
Completely unknown to Hank however was that twisting was Celestia’s biggest weakness when it came to a horn job and the second that he gripped tighter and twisted she would be done in. It didn’t take him long to find out though as the exact second he did Celestia loudly cried out in a moan that certainly wasn’t pain and fell on her ass, her rear legs losing all strength from the stimulation.
As his eyes widened in response to the sound Celestia made in addition with her actions his hand stopped as well giving Celestia a much needed moment to breathe. Just then noticing Luna barely containing herself Hank switched his attention to Celestia, whos chin was still in his hand, to see what the effect of his apparently sexual mentrations were on the what he figured was his unsuspecting victim.
Looking down just as Celestia regained focus to her eyes she slowly opened them and fought to focus them on the face of the man who was torturing her. Squinting her eyes at him, seeing a look of genuine surprise on his face for the first time since she’d known of the human she felt that wondrous hand that was still tightly gripped on her horn start to release and growled.
“You’d better bucking finish what you started, or I’ll-”
Hank wasn’t a particularly stupid man, but he was one that was more than willing to push his luck just to see what would happen. He was also one that would rather die than fail to rise to a challenge brought on by a worthy adversary and Celestia had done just that so no matter how surprised he was he’d pushforward, disregarding any embarrassment or awkwardness.
That little character trait is exactly what Celestia was banking on, she knew Hank was nigh impossible to embarrass and she was not willing to be embarrassed about anything in front of the human, the only way she could come out of this saving a little bit of face in front of everyone present, especially her brat of a sister who she knew was just eating this up, loving every second of it, was to be just as unashamed and unembarrassed as possible
Thankfully for Celestia, the second she started to talk he tightened his hand and twisted in just the way she liked. Making her eyes roll to the back of her head and her climax to be reached in an instant. A century of abstinence mixed with his surprisingly good mistrations, all added together with Celestia purposefully trying her hardest to produce the most output possible resulted in disaster for the human and glorious rapture / payback for the princess.
As the perfectly clean horn in his hand felt like it was vibrating more and more violently, it reached a crescendo when Celestia let out an absolutely uncouth cry and her finish erupted from the top of her horn and impacted Hank's unsuspecting face and upper body at Mach 5.
As Hank flinched and let go of Celestia, taking a few steps back from the attack in reflex he slammed his eyes shut and started to cough, pawing at his face all the while trying to remove the tingly, there but not, essence that was covering his face.
Absolutely losing her collective shit at the situation, Luna was buckled over laughing as she pointed at Hank, the human bent over trying to spit the essence out.
"It's in my fucking mouth! It's in my eyes!"
His cries fell on deaf ears as Luna continued to laugh her guts out and turned to her sister who was now laying on her front legs, her eyes droopy and her mane a mess as she watched the human, following his every move, as he stumbled around trying to get her off his face and out of his eyes and mouth.
Slowly turning her head just enough to she her sister who was still laughing at the situation, tears running down her face, Celestia and Luna locked eyes for a brief second before Celestia too started to laugh, though a much more subdued and quiet one as she basked in the afterglow, her tail unknowingly swishing from side to side behind her across the ground showing her continued arousal.
“Jesus Christ! Why can’t I get it off!” Hank cried, stopping his flailing and stood still, looking to where he thought the ponies were, his eyes still closed because of the strange tingling within them, “You’re lucky I can’t fuckin’ see right now,” Hank began before he lent over and cleared his throat and spit a few times.
The only response that came from Celestia to address Hank’s threat was a low hum accompanied by a small smile as she watched him from her lying position, her tail still lazily going from side to side.
Forcibly clearing his throat, realizing there was nothing he could do about the taste in his mouth he accepted it and swallowed.
Hank was a man that was immune to being grossed out, throughout his relatively short life he had been spit on, puked on, pissed on, shit on, bled on, and everything else possible hundreds if not thousands of times, dealing with the infected was dirty work, especially when you blew one up in close proximity, being covered in viscera was just part of the experience.
As such, it wasn’t the fact that he was covered in Celestia’s horn jizz? That off put him, it was just the fact that it had surprised him, in more ways than one. He was surprised that it had happened, that it had hit him with such speed and volume, and most importantly that it was POSSIBLE FOR UNICORNS TO BUST OUT OF THEIR FUCKING HEADS! That part had really thrown the man for a loop.
There was something that was even more confusing for the man at the surrenent moment however, as he stood in front of his cabin just finally able to barely crack his eyes and that was just how ungodly sweet the stuff was, it honestly tasted next to identical to eating a whole roll of smarties at once.
Smacking his lips a few times, deciphering the flavor Hank turned to where he thought he could see a large white blob next to a smaller still laughing one, “You need to lay off the sweets fat ass, with how sweet this shit is there is no way you ain’t on the verge of type two diabetes.”
Upon hearing the man’s admission of tasting her essence Celestia couldn’t help but let a low moan make its way up from her chest, the pony’s fire was most certainly stoked now, her tail continuing to swish back and forth.
“Wow, seriously…” Hank began running his tongue over his teeth, “What the fuck is that stuff… you bottle that up… Carbonate it, yeah I’d drink that.” Hank admitted walking back toward the cabin to change his shirt, “Kinda filmy though.”
Once the human disappeared from view, concealed by the walls of the cabin once again Zecora, on the verge of a mental breakdown, quickly followed after him into the interior of the structure desperately needing to just yell at something and decompress somehow.
Once the door behind the freaked out zebra closed behind her and the freakout thoroughly began the two royal sisters that remained outside were left with each other for company. As Luna continued to snicker, looking at her sister as the large alicorn continued to lay on the ground completely relaxed.
“So sister…” Luna began as she moved next to her sister and sat, “How was it?”
Celestia didn’t respond immediately, she only just barely heard her sister through her lust addled thoughts as her eyes stayed lazily locked on the door the subject of her desire had disappeared behind, “... Incredible.” She finally admitted, a softness to her voice Luna hadn’t heard since before her banishment.
Raising an eyebrow at her sister Luna leaned in close, “You know… I realize he can’t smell like we can, but I’m sure even he’ll be able to smell you if you don’t get ahold of yourself.”
Humming to herself Celestia finally pushed herself up into a sitting position at least and stretched her back out much like a cat, “I do not care, it’s his fault so let him.”
More than a little surprised at her sister’s continued openness she couldn’t help but show a surprised look that Celestia easily picked up on.
“What? I’m a mare like any other, I won’t apologize for getting excited when I have my horn exquisitely serviced.” Celestia huffed.
“I’m not asking for an apology of any kind, it's just that you’re not even trying to hide your… extremely obvious arousal and you didn’t exactly make an attempt to stop him.”
Getting nearly muzzle to muzzle with the smaller alicorn Celestia narrowed her eyes as Luna slowly backed away from her sister as Celestia continued to stay face to face with her wide eyed sister, “You wouldn’t have asked him to stop either, believe me.” Celestia growled out like a hungry cougar before slowly backing away from her sister and starting to tame her mane back down.
Luna knew very well when her sister got horny and she didn’t get her relief immediately she could get a little…testy forceful, especially with the stallion she had locked her sights on, there was a reason she liked the strong big ones, cause she wouldn’t break them, usually.
Either way there was still a reason they had come out all this way before being side tracked twice… no three times. Luna was starting to see an emerging pattern with Hank and her sister; when you got the pair together things couldn't be easy, or simple, or even make sense.
You get the two together and they’d go from trying to kill each other to a horn job in half an hour. Whiplash was the word that came to Luna’s mind.
As he scrubbed his face with the washcloth leant over the kitchen sink Hank half listened to Zecora yell at him about “How sexually assulting the princess of the sun was the worst thing and blah blah blah.”
Stopping and setting the cloth back down, laying it across the middle divider in the sink Hank sighed and opened the cabinet taking down a bottle of Tennessee Honey smirking to himself before turning and looking down to his irate zebra companion who was still yelling at him.
As he took a large drink of the whisky, the golden sweet liquid burning all the way down just how he liked, he could tell she was now mad about him ignoring her and drinking instead and took the opportunity to take another drink and really make sure it was coating the inside of his mouth. He wanted to make sure his plan worked after all.
Smirk still on his face Hank turned to his girl friend and crouched down so they were eye level, the zebra quickly taking the opportunity to put her front hooves on his chest so she could yell at the stupid man at the same level for once instead of him being three times as tall as her.
Completely deaf to whatever the zebra was going on about, Hank watched as she continued to go off but found himself only able to think how hot she looked when she was mad. He didn’t think about it long however before it was just too much and he had to act.
While Zecora was busy being mad Hank had snuck a hand behind her and before she knew it she was suddenly grabbed on her flank and the back of her head and brought into a kiss. Not enough time for her eyes to even go wide before she was being frenched by the man, her mouth was suddenly set on fire by the strong alcohol and it mixed with the groping and kiss she was receiving made her entire body warm up instantly.
As the Zebra started to reciprocate the kiss she thought the man would surely let up in a second where she could start to breathe again but was wrongfully mistaken and was instead thrown onto her back as the man tackled her and doubled his efforts.
Finally able to breathe as Hank pulled away her deep breath was cut short as the human bit down on her left shoulder right near the neck and let go of her flank with his right hand and instead slid it down between their bodies and ran his fingers around her entrance before pushing one in.
Letting out a scream of pleasure, Zecora shakily wrapped her front legs around the human and buried her face into his neck trying to keep from being too loud and alerting the literal princesses to their actions inside the cabin, though she knew it was too late for that anyway.
As the man kept going, Zecora started to feel herself getting close and started to breathe heavier and heavier between squeaks and moans, the alcohol mixed with the span of time it had been since she had last had any relief made Zecora’s trigger very light. And since this was the first time doing anything like this with the man she was painfully horny for, she was in a haze that it was finally happening.
Just as the poor zebra was reaching her limit however Hank picked up on the tension in her stomach and stopped his assault, pulling back from her neck and slowly removing his fingers from the panting zebra sprawled out on the floor leaving her painfully close but not rewording her with a finish.
About to open her mouth and breathlessly complain she was stopped when the man leapt forward and put a hand around her neck pinching on the sides right where the arteries were. Heart jumping into her throat, her pin prick eyes focused on his wild ones that were just inches away she closed her mouth, the light pressure on her neck lifting after she did making her head spin as oxygenated returned to her brain.
“If you want more when I get back you better keep your pretty little mouth shut. Got it?” Hank said huskily, just as worked up at Zecora was.
She could tell he was serious even through the obvious lust in his voice and gave a series of small nods getting a smile from the man that made the hair on her neck stand up, “That’s my girl.”
Giving her a small peck on the lips Hank stood up and gave his hands a quick wash before grabbing the shotgun and heading out the door, leaving the zebra on the floor to process what had just happened.
Back outside, both sisters looked at the human with raised eyebrows as he approached them, a small smile on his face.
“Is everything alright?” Luna asked the human as he approached, eventually stopping just a few feet away.
“All good, just calming the zebra down is all.” He smiled before walking past the pair and motioning for them to follow.
Looking to each other the sixers shrugged and stood up before following the man towards the woods.
“It didn’t exactly sound like you were calming Zecora down in there,” Luna mentioned.
“Yes, what calming technique do you use exactly?” Celestia added as they neared the tree line.
Knowing that Celestia was trying to catch him in conversation as it seemed she had a tendency to do he chuckled.
“When we’re alone sometime I’ll show ya.” He shot over his shoulder getting a wide smile and a laugh from the princess.
“If you need to go flick your bean you better go do that now fat ass, cause we need to get to work.”
Shaking her head at the crass language Celestia gave a small hum, if he wanted to play that game she could play too, “You mean you’re not going to offer to help?”
Stopping at the edge of the woods next to where the stream disappeared into the Everfree it was the human’s time to look at Celestia with a raised eyebrow.
As the human looked at her Celestia gave the man a once over and tisked before giving a disapproving hum as well, “Not like you could be of much help anyway.” She added before brushing past him and disappearing into the trees.
“Oh ho ho, you’re askin’ for it.” Hank laughed and followed.
A blank look on her face Luna stood looking at where her sister and Hank had disappeared into the woods, this is going to be a disaster.