Chrissy

My tail was a twitching like mad, the sand felt cool to me, and I was constantly catching myself leaning on Ari to breathe in his scent. All in all I was a mess. I felt my tail flag again, scrunching my eyes I tried calm it by counting down.

3…

I hate Azure.

2…

And Barium.

1…

But I hate the heat most of all.

My tail was finally down but I didn’t know how my mother did it, no, how ANY mare handled the heat. With the fever, constant need to rut, and no escape from it, even in my dreams. My dreams were the worst. I would just get to a good part, like Ari’s tip at my entrance, about to rut me numb, and I would wake up. Waking up from that only seemed to make the daytime need worse. I wasn’t sure if I could wait another day to rut, at this rate I would end up jumping him.

That actually didn’t sound so bad, just jump on his-Nononononono!

That was bad; stallions don’t like to be raped. I don’t want Ari to hate me, I mean he accepted my sudden mare challenge and even resisted my presentation.

We did have Azure and Barium there though.

My stallion in particular doesn’t want an audience, glancing at our group I realized I would have to do something drastic to get some loving with the ways things were now.

But that would have to wait till tonight; the city of Jozan loomed ahead of us. Jozan had been the size of Ras Taneighra back in the day, now it was almost triple the size. Like most cities in Saddle Arabia it had a wide laid brick road leading into the city, they didn’t bother paving too far into the desert. I could understand, with all the sandstorms the roads would be covered just as quick they could build them.

Jozan was mostly made up of inns and restaurants; they were built tall to accommodate the large volume of travelers. Looking around I took in the new additions, most notably the Arabian guards posted at the cities entrance.

Well this is just peachy.

“’Silver Stream’ what do we do?” Ari whispered in Equuis, looking at the guards.

I didn’t know what to tell him, they certainly weren’t guards posted here before. Had there been a war recently? An invasion…Well mine was in Canterlot so I don’t think it was of much news here, but I hadn’t been to a city since for months before Ras Taneighra, anything could have happened. My stomach tossed and turned as I saw them halt a herd coming in from the side road to our right.

Something was very wrong here.

As the herd’s bags were searched and their faces examined I realized exactly what was going on.

“They are searching for somepony… Act casual and let me or Lyric do the talking if you don’t understand what they say. Just nod, okay Ari?” Searching his eyes I saw them widen as he figured out what I meant, who I meant.

They were looking for changelings, checking for our magic’s green reflection in the eyes, the absence of real food in the bags…Luckily we had real food in our bags, but my green reflection would still shine through, I couldn’t avoid that.

I must have looked worried because Ari gave my ear a nibble in his lips, which sent my temperature soared and my tail flagged without any hesitation. I felt wonderful and horrible all at once, my legs felt like jelly, I was using Ari to prop me up, and I also felt a brief spark of desire from him. That was new, he desired me. He released my ear tip before moving quickly in to pull it, this time almost making my control over my actions falter, not to mention disguise. What was he doing? This –

My thoughts were interrupted as we were now in front of the guards.

They were decked out in full regalia, laminar armor over a rough cotton thobe. Their helmets bore the Saddle Arabian monarchy’s insignia, two scimitars supporting a crown. My eyes couldn’t help but wander to their scimitars, despite being the scimitar on the guards being clicked onto their belt I didn’t exactly feel safe. The royal guards were hardly ever seen outside of the capital, Jozan was at least four days from Whinnyadh. Whatever it was they wanted me for must be important, you don’t sent ponies trekking across the sweltering desert in metal armor for nothing.

“Tawaquf liltaftish.” Halt for Inspection.

The brown guard was looking Ari up and down with some trepidation, yeah my stallion was BIG, and I might be a little hot and bothered from the ear tugging. I could feel the guard’s eyes were glancing at me in his peripheral vision. Perhaps it was due to my red muzzle, or it could have been my shallow panting, either way I was drawing unwanted attention. This was Ari’s fault, getting me aroused like that. Okay to be fair, most touches were sending my nerves tingling, but it is still not helping us in the slightest, if anything it was making tonight seem like a perfect time…Focus, focus on the wonderful spicy musk coming off my stallion, he smelt soo good! My tail flicked in agreement.

Got to pay attention! Coming back to now, Ari had halted in front of the brown guard, but I could feel his confusion, he hadn’t understood what was said at all. I gave his wither a rub in support, I could feel his confidence grow, now if his-

There were two of them, of course.

Stepping forward, the yellow guard scrutinized our merry band. Lyric pressed into Ari’s side under the scrutiny but I couldn’t concentrate anymore. Ari’s tail was whipping my marehood now. Anger coursed through him as the brown stallion inspected his eyes, placing a hoof on his chin to tilt it to different angles.

His tail’s flicks felt so good, hinting at more before leaving, then returning to tease me again. Screw waiting around, he was obviously asking for me and I needed him. NOW!

I quickly trotted forward, knocking the unsuspecting guard that was inspecting Ari out of the way with strength that I think he wasn’t expecting from my little pegasis disguise. Now in front of my stallion I looked back and locked eyes with him, attention captured I hoisted my rump, his eyes widened as I presented myself to him. My tail folded back over my back he had a clear view of my moist marehood, I winked at him hoping he understood that message: Rut me.

Starting to pant from my own fever I looked at Ari with a confused look, he was ear nibbling and ear tugging just a second ago. He had said we would rut later, it was later! Why wasn’t he doing anything?

Every pony was staring at us, well me, but right now but I couldn’t care less. I needed my stallion to be a stallion, we can keep a low profile later…

A new smell hit my nose.

“Madha?” What. The brown guards yelled in surprise, getting back up and looking at me with a scrunched up muzzle.

I smell water lilies.

“Riyad, ‘iinaha fi alhararati, laha alfahl im yakhdae laha hataa alan.” Riyad, she's in heat, her stallion has not yet rutted her. The yellow guard came over and looked at the brown one, Riyad, in good humor.

Where was that smell coming from, I glanced over my other shoulder.

“Waqal ‘anah yjb faqat rawt laha, wahadha hu muhraj limushahadatin!” He should just rut her, this is embarrassing to watch! I agreed with the first part, but this wasn’t embarrassing in the slightest for me, I mean I have done much worse to feed my family.

Over my shoulder I could see Lyric had her tail flagged, joy I had competition. Here I was hoping she had quit, you think after I beat her claim she would get the point. I mean she rubbed herself all over his body, while he was asleep! Actually, he was a deep sleeper… Nope not going there.

“Riyad, hayth sataqae fi alsuhra’I? waqal ‘anah min alwadh ‘ana altabqat ‘akthar min dhalik.” Where would he rut in the desert? He has more class than that. Ari is a gentlestallion, unfortunately for right now, all I want him is to take me but he won’t, stupid Azure and Barium.

“Akram.”

“Nem fielaan, Riyad” Yes, Riyad.

“ La tafeal dhalika, wazuajatik in yadrubani faqat litamakanaka min alqiam bdhlk marat ‘ukhraa walakun sawf yakun zawjati darbuni kdhlk!” Do not do ‘that’, your wives will not only beat me for letting you do this again, but they will have my wives beat me as well!

Akram chuckled at that, shaking his head at his fellow guard pony.

Wow, Riyad is weak! I would have laughed if I wasn’t trying to sway my rump just right to get Ari to make the move. I could smell his arousal at my body, my actions, despite it not being his favorite form of mine he still loved my scent.

Behind me Azure and Barium looking like they would like to be anywhere but here right now, Lyric was leaning into my stallion nuzzling him. He was transfixed by my plot though, not noticing her adding more of her scent to his, my head was confused as I both wanted to turn and bite her and stay like this, ready for when accepted me as his marefriend in the fullest way possible. My heart fluttered a little as I realized that he wasn’t even noticing her as she was flagging her tail as well, he still choose me over that siren!

Supressing a purr at the thought I focused on the guards again, our guard Akram was holding a piece of paper to Ari and speaking. “Hana, ‘iieta’ hdha ‘iilaa ‘amirat fi-“ Akram went on but I was having trouble focusing, the point is he was giving a voucher for a room at a inn so Ari can rut me.

Thank Faust!

Raising my body up was easy with the knowledge that I would be getting a good rutting soon, well Ari doesn’t know that but he will soon enough. Reaching forward I grabbed the voucher in my mouth and started trotting into the city, Ari and the group hurried to catch up.

They caught up just as the guard’s laughter faded.

****

Ari

I might not know Saddle Arabian well but I think I know body language pretty well now. For example, when Chrissy gets into the same position in front me that she had been in not even three hours ago I know she really must need sex. This was both concerning and flattering, I worry more on the grounds that if this was the normal here, then it’s a wonder that Equestria is ruled by mares one hundred percent of the time. Who rules when they enter their heat? I mean Chrissy is struggling to function right now, she is driven by instinct but then again I let myself follow my instincts so that might not be completely bad here. This culture confuses me.

Despite my confusion I couldn’t help feeling my blood heat at the thought that she was choosing me. I tried to stay focused, Chrissy’s display doesn’t have the same effect this time as when it’s her real form, but her scent is making up for it and stirring something in my sheath.

However her display did draw the wrong attention.

To get in this extremely provocative position she did have to knock the guard that was in front of me out of the way first. That fact alone was a bit of a cold shower to my libido, she may have just doomed us to imprisonment, not to mention the guards are looking for her.

Not that Chrissy is my only distraction. Beside me Lyric is pressed into my thobe so hard I swear they might see the outline of my wings under it. I felt something touch my butt, looking back I can’t help but narrow my eyes at the offending tail. Lyric had her tail held high like a flag, which I now know means she wants sex. Here I was hoping against stalker logic that she had truly given up on me being ‘the one’. Mind you I could be overreacting; having thought about it I realized Azure has flagged her tail at me before too.

It was a common reaction i was starting to notice among the mares, it just didn't seem normal, or at least to earth culture. But we had a good ratio of males to females. Equus's culture still seemed weird, i was adapting, but really?! I mean I just met Azure and Lyric, were real stallions soo hard to find that mares latched onto the first slightly appealing one they ran across? Or were all mares on a heat cycle that happened around the same time or something?

But back to the plot, err, I meant guards, they might not take kindly to a horny mare shoving them out of the way. That part was actually almost comical: a tall Saddle Arabian guard getting knocked over by a short one winged pegasis. Right, the guards were talking now. I wasn’t able to follow what was said besides the words ‘mare’ and ‘stallion’, so they must be deciding what to do with us. Glancing back at Azure and Barium I felt a little better, they were looking at everything but Chrissy, Lyric, and I , very understandable. I took a small amount of joy from from their discomfort, my mission was lagging a little due to their failed runaway plan, that and my conscious wouldn’t let me leave them. Just another day and a half and they would get their wish.

Focusing on what they were saying was getting harder to do with Chrissy’s marehood in front of my muzzle, the smell alone-

The yellow stallion was pulling out a piece paper from his armor. With the paper in his mouth he looked expectantly at me then the paper, I couldn’t help but imitate a fish. He chuckled behind the paper and winked at me, his eyes glancing at ‘Silver Stream’ with a twinkle. I didn’t get it, was he fining me for something? Was-

My confusion was interrupted as Chrissy shot up from her position on the road, grabbed the paper, and took off down the street showing her marehood still. Before I could process what happened my legs were moving and I felt this need to make sure every pony on the street knew that she was my mare. The others hurried to catch up as well, trotting into the bustling main street.

Instincts guiding me, I trotted up to Chrissy’s side butting her neck lightly and nuzzling her ears, causing her to slow down to a walk. Lyric was quick to press against my other side while Azure and Barium walked close to us. Keeping an ear on them, we forged ahead into the main street. To the sides there was shadowed, narrow alley ways acting as shortcuts between the city blocks. This ‘city’ actually felt like a city unlike the last one, with tall buildings, and actual storefronts with pictographs showing what they specialized in, a big improvement to the organized chaos of rugs and stalls in Ras Taneighra. I wasn’t going lose them here, oops, I meant I shouldn’t be able to lose them.

Walking along I was more following Chrissy than leading, she stopped at the intersection we had reached and looked at the paper with her hoof, I as usual couldn’t read the letters, although more so than usual as Arabiac was more squiggly than Equuis letters.

Before us was three roads, all looking busy as travelers of all sizes and shapes hurried down them, the light seeming to change as I gazed in amazement at the scale of this city. Looking up at the sky I understood why the light had seemed to change, the sun was beginning its descent at the usual hurried pace. Something tells me we aren’t making it to the desert before it sets and I’m willing to bet that twenty bits won’t get us a room anywhere.

Chrissy must have noticed as well, breaking into a trot she continued straight with us hurrying after her. Where was she leading us?

My answer was soon answered after a couple more sudden stops and turns. In front of our group was a building that stood a little shorter than the six story behemoths surrounding it, a small staircase lead down to a cracked, wooden door. In the fading light I could see the buildings sign depicted a large rose on a bed, an inn perhaps?

I followed her as she motioned to the door, flapping the paper around. With Lyric still stuck to me like glue and Azure and Barium following in silence, we followed her inside as she opened the door.

Inside I was nearly overwhelmed, it was straight from the medieval period inn. There were about twenty five tables scattered in the middle of the room, three legged stools acting in the place of proper chairs. I really wondered how safe they were as a minotaur plonked himself down rather roughly on his stool, causing the unmistakable creak of wood under strain, with his it was a matter of when not if it would collapse under him. The room itself was square like the building, a long wooden counter along the back wall, a fireplace crackling to life on the left wall and a staircase directly to our right.

Chrissy had moved back to my side as the nearly full room gazed at us, I’m sure we looked odd. An extremely tall ‘unicorn’ stallion in a thobe with a one winged pegasis and a half siren mare pressed to his sides, followed by an obviously Equestrian couple. Nothing low profile about that…

I wasn’t planning on stopping at an inn but a sandstorm just had to pop up.

“Marhabaan ya saydi , kayf yumkinuni musaeadatek?” Hello sir, how can I help you?

A white Arabian mare was approaching us. She was actually beautiful, with a purple headband keeping her mane back and a well practiced smile on her muzzle.

If I didn’t know better I would say she was smelling us.

“Marhabaan-“ I was cut off as Chrissy snorted and shoved the paper at the mare, who only gave a small intake of breath before focusing on the squiggles on the paper.

Humming she tucked it under her headband, chuckling about something in Saddle Arabian as she turned and walked to the bar. Moments later she returned with two keys,I understood what the guard had given us now: a room to stay…Wait a minute, he gave it after…And Chrissy was…

My brain short circuited.

Taking the keys in my mouth in a daze I heard the inn owner giggle and point her hoof towards the staircase. On one key the number thirteen was printed on it in black lettering while the other said fourteen. Chrissy’s tail was flagging as we made our way to the stairs.

The guard had given us free rooms, with the idea that she needed sex. If I was to base her reactions since then I would have to say she intends exactly that. This made me nervous at the thought of being the stallion in the relationship, but also more accepting as i thought of Chrissy, this was obviously hard for her, a genius that planned a whole invasion using stealth and intelligence to now be soo uninhibited would be very hard. My only solace is that Azure said that this instinctual behavior was the last stage of their heat, maybe she would be done in a couple of days, and i could pray that she was really consensual about this. Sure God would probably just bring me back if she killed me, I was his pawn afterall, but I didn't want to lose her relationship.

i mean then what would I have after I save the planet? Myself surely, but what joy is there in being alone, I had tried that already. It was all too lonely.

Chrissy and to my growing discomfort Lyric were practically pressing me forward up these stairs. On the landing now I barely could take it all in as the beige hallway hurried past me, I was rushed past rooms one to ten then up a second, longer set of stairs.

All the while, my body was betraying my earlier resolve.

Creeping out of my sheath, my cock pointed out some great points in favor of sex.She is more than eager for it, all the heat is doing is speeding the process along.

But-

Azure said it just lowers her inhibitions not to mention she will get fed from it as well. You know you have been having a dry spell, why not end it. She is your marefriend after all.

Well that is true, her actions are just what she wanted deep down I guess, and she is my marefriend so I’m not having sex with a stranger. I mean she has even offered to help with my morning erection. We are dating, but… I glanced at Lyric.

Perhaps having my stalker in the room isn’t such a good idea.

Speaking of the rooms we had just reached them, I looked at Azure and Barium as they looked back with raised eyebrows. They must have come to the same conclusion as I have. Raising an eyebrow I levitated the key to room fourteen over to Azure, taking it in her magic she blushed before setting to work on her lock. Good now to-

Lyric was still at my side.

I motioned to room fourteen causing her to widen her eyes and splayed her ears in what must have been the equine equivalent of the puppy dog look. Before I could rebuke her again Chrissy hissed at her, a very non-pony sound that thankfully no one was in the hallway to hear. Faster than I thought possible Lyric dashed through the crack of Azure’s closing door.

Shaking my head out of its shock I levitated my key and unlocked our door, Chrissy rushed forward immediately. She looked eager with her shining eyes and perked ears, she closed the door when I followed her in, although I walked in at a slower walk, my thobe covered the reason. My body was more than willing now that my mind had accepted it.

Green fire engulfed 'Silver Stream', leaving behind a panting and very aroused Chrissy.