It was a close call making their way up the stairs, but Becky managed the whole way on her own. The goodnight salutations were brief, save for Becky's gracious mentality holding them up.

"Oh, before you both go, I really wanted to thank you both again. For… just being really great friends. And for the amazing time we had out in town today."

Taking the compliment and gratitude in stride, Shining bowed, overly hamming up his goofier side.

"Oh, but the feeling is mutual," he playfully mused. "All throughout town; Rebecca Landon, showing me off as her hip candy. I've never felt more admired."

The three ladies surrounding him had a good laugh over his little performance, but that was all he had on short notice. Experience told him to leave on a high note, and that's what he intended to do.

"But no, really. I had a great time seeing the town with you today. It makes me think of just how much fun we're going to have together when you head back with us."

Cadance had been thinking on much of the same terms. Sadly, despite enjoying herself quite thoroughly, she still had more personal needs to attend to.

"Go get your sleep, Becky. We'll see you off in the morning."

Without warning, an ear twitch snapped on the Princess, prompting her to pull Shining close for a deep kiss. No shame, no hindrance to what she wanted, before parting to turn back towards her room, seductively adding a sway to her hips.

"Don't keep me waiting."

Shining, of course, was a bit lost at the moment, not expecting such tactics, but quickly shook his head clear. The duties of a loving spouse had called him to bed, and he wouldn’t leave her unattended.

"Night Becky. Night Dash."

Shining Found himself pinned under Cadance again. Her drunken smile looked particularly cute as she slowly swayed side to side while trailing her forehooves from his chest to her thighs wrapped around his hips.

"So, Shining, dear. What else can you tell me about your date with Becky?"

Even if this method of closeness didn't give either of them what they wanted, Shining could still enjoy it for what it was. It also helped that the slow pace Cadance kept wasn’t uncomfortable like their first time trying it.

Then again, the thought of Becky straddling on him might have had something to do with his complacency.

"Becky was quiet at first, but after we ate she had lots to talk about. Admittedly, I didn't understand all the medical stuff, but hearing about her and her friends was pretty informative."

That was sweet, but Cadance was more interested in something else.

"Are you any closer to opening up for some of her physical love? I said she could give you a few kisses. Did she?"

This was the moment to brag for the stallion since a situation like this was likely once in several lifetimes, and he sure as hell wasn’t gonna waste it… if he could have.

"No, but she was constantly leaning on me, touching my shoulders, and she even gave me a wonderful hug after dessert before we got a ride back. And, based on how it all felt, I’d say she thoroughly enjoyed herself."

A bit of a letdown, perhaps, but progress was progress, and Cadance could see the prospects opening up.

"I need a chance to steal Justin away for an evening. We've already hugged, of course." She melted slightly, lowering herself to kiss Shining from his lips, down his neck, then nuzzling into his chest. "And you know how wonderful their hands feel."

They both took a moment to soak in their memories of the brief moments they shared with their respective human targets of affection. Shining in particular nearly feeling more at the moment than he had before. More promising inspiration for a stronger bonding with Becky.

"I swear the more time I spend with her, the better it feels to be with you."

After hearing that proclamation, Cadance believed she felt the same from Shining. A bit warmer to his touch, more soothing, softer, perhaps becoming more akin to a human’s touch, yet a far cry from the real thing. However, if that were the case, it only furthered her desire to find more time with Cerb.

"I want to help Justin in every way that I can. He needs time to train with those he fights with, to connect with those that share his warrior spirit, and time with me to open up more and heal. Meaning he and I will be close. Talking, sharing… working past those painful memories as I hold him… Maybe even holding him like this. Bare. Our bodies touching as if we were dancing in place. I… I've seen it."

That caught Shining’s attention, holding him like a pony-sized mouse trap.

"You saw it? What did it look like?"

The hourglass key turned and Twilight quickly trotted inside.

"Hooh my gosh, Peter. Thank you so much for getting us out of there when you did. I've been waiting all day for tonight." She turned with a relaxed grin, despite her obvious excitement. "Even if you did steal all the silver from Spike and my brother before leaving me to fend for myself against the werewolves."

Sniff returned with a coy smile and a disciplinary wave of his finger.

"Nah-uh. I never stole from Spike. I stole from Yona and a few others… including your brother. Spike… I kind of just tricked him into thinking he owed me something he didn't. A consensual transaction under false pretenses. Speaking as a multinational, recognized, and respected thief of party game cards."

In the soft glow of Twilight’s aura, Sniff could see the dress on Twilight grow loose as various bands and straps were undone. Then in a low enticing voice, Twilight called back to Sniff.

"As a survivor, would you rather exchange your winnings for something else. As your Princess, I'm sure I can accommodate any of your desires."

Sniff followed close behind, knowing full well that no bottle of booze was going to replace what he wanted.

“I think I’ll trade my bottle for a tall glass of you tonight.”

Intents made clear, the two made their way up to the bed, both ready to break it in for a second time. Their minds had been on one thing since leaving the party, and Sniff was about to share some of those thoughts as he slowly started to undress her.

"You know that I had a great time today, but you already spoil me. You always surprise me every night we're together." He undid the last binding to her dress and began to pull it back. "The way you seduce me. How you excite me in every way imaginable. Your moans, how adventurous you act while still being so considerate… how you make me want to do more."

The dress finally slid off, revealing the near-quivering frame hidden underneath. Even having him twice that day, she still was this worked up over him, but that corset was doing the same for him.

"I want to feel more of you, and it only turns me on more knowing you want me to do the same with the rest of our girls… Keep the corset on. I know you want to undress me."

On shaky limbs, Twilight turned to face Sniff. In the dimly lit air of the night, he still looked incredibly handsome, but the soft shadows only enhanced her yearning to see more of him.

With only a few articles of clothes in the way, she had some time to share her thoughts. The trouble was in keeping focus while doing so.

"You've helped me to discover another side of myself I never knew possible. My confidence is unmatched and I learn so much every time we're together. Not just me, but all of us."

Her focus was getting away from her. The buttons to his shirt were undone and she had already opened the front of his pants. She wanted his cock out so badly that she was neglecting the rest of his clothes. That seemed to be unlike her, prompting her to return her attention to his top half.

"I would have never imagined sharing a stallion before, nor even looking for one. With you though, there's so much to share and still experience all you have to offer, and more with the others. I’ve learned so much about our physical intimacy watching you with Ovens, the mayor, Lyra, Swifty… Even the short time you had with Top Shelf… You don't know how badly I wanted to jump into bed with the two of you."

With a little help, she finally had his bare chest exposed. Slim, fit, the olive dark complexion glinting in the faint moonlight. She never could have appreciated his body when she first saw it when he opened up to her after saving her from Luna. Certainly not like she did now, knowing all the splendor it provided, or at least the portion she was going for next.

"Before I met you, I was so ignorant and timid of myself, of my body. Then after you showed me what was possible with Ovens, I knew I wanted it too. Even feeling Ovens, pushing your incredible hard cock against her, feeling both of your bodies pulsating so intensely."

His pants were down, and with the tips of her wings and gentle hooves, she inched his boxers lower.

"You filled my days and nights with indescribable pleasure, I wanted to do the same for you, but knowing that with the others, you were sharing a part of you that you needed fulfillment of with them…" In one final tug, the boxers fell to the floor. "At least with Ovens at first, I knew I wanted that too."

She eyed her prize with wanton desire, the extension of elicit flesh only inches away. Its burning scent coated her senses with lustful intent.

"And with you, I discovered that a herd that relies on and trusts each other can be so much more rewarding for all of us."

Hearing the confessions was such a turn-on. He had brought about her sexual awakening, embraced the same for others, and in turn, was welcoming them in with her own sexuality.

"Twi, I know I want to try this with you first, but if I get carried away and we do more, I want you to be honest about how fast you want to go. There certainly is a lot more to discover with the others before we go any farther."

Eager as always, Twilight firmly led her wings up Sniff's thighs, over his hips, then his midsection before taking grip around his engorged shaft.

Now was her next big step.

"You told me what you fantasized about Swifty doing to you, and the closest thing I've seen so far was in that movie," she said with her mouth watering. "I think we can do better, but tonight, I want you to do as much as you want. We can slow down tomorrow and leave tonight as something to look forward to again, just like our first time with Ovens."

That confirmation was more than he needed to hear to begin and let his hand guide her lips forward.

"I like the sound of that. Now… just like we talked about."

He watched intently as his hardened member was gently swallowed by Twilight's maw. The velvety comforts just beyond her tender lips were heavenly.

She didn't even hesitate to get into the motions, albeit slowly, she drew back, letting her tongue explore the curvature of his manhood. The sensation of his flesh that she sucked upon was indescribable, though her mind raced to do so.

"I can't believe we're actually doing this. I know I heard the other girls talk about it, but how could it possibly feel this fucking good just sucking a cock? Then again, his kisses do this for me. It's like every part of his body is made to give pleasure… and getting fucked is supposed to be even better?"

She pushed her head forward, bringing her lips to his base, stroking the underside of his shaft with her tongue. For the time being, this was all she wanted to do.

"It's no wonder Starlight and the others forced themselves not to stop and get rutted. I've only felt his penis against me when he let's me straddle his lap. Except for our first time when I wanted him to push it further in my ass."

She let out a throaty moan as she continued sucking him off, thinking about their first time.

"It doesn't have to make sense to me yet. Peter has explained so much. I just want to have more of him inside of me, and I'm so fucking wet just thinking about it."

In her ministrations, a new taste, small in its volume, but immense in its presence, graced her tongue. It was like a kiss, but stronger, warming her, tingling as she savored whatever it was she tried to identify. It was new but familiar, and where the flavor escaped her, the sensation of amplified pleasure it brought was like that of what she had only felt with him before.

"Oh, goddamn. That was his pre-cum. Sexual fluids like my vaginal secretions but that are meant to make the path for his ejaculate easier to travel. Now I understand why the girls love this so much. Not only does it feel so good, when he cums- Ugh! I want him to cum in my mouth right now than fuck me all night!"

Her ambitions for a night of heated passion were noticed in her performance. She bobbed her head back and forth like she had seen in the movie, sucking harder as she tried to bring his cock to her throat.

A new hunger had arisen in her, and she gripped around him with her forelegs even tighter as she slammed her lips to his base again, aggressively forcing her tongue to wrap around his member the way he had fantasized about Swifty doing for him.

Sniff’s eyes snapped shut and his jaw grew lax from Twilight’s increased efforts. Her innate talents were better than he had expected. Not from professional techniques, but from her velvety oral confines and the absurd heat her body generated. Her inhuman anatomy made her basic carnal instincts for him all the more powerful in their delivery. Now he didn't know what to think.

"Holy fuck. Are they all like this? How the hell does Chris manage six already? How the fuck does he manage six at once? Jesus… This is Twi's first time and she's prob-… Fuck, she is better than… I need to stop her before I blow my load already."

As much as his loins wanted her to continue, there was still so much more of the night to enjoy.

"You really like this?" He asked, somehow with enough composure to sound like he was still in control.

Twilight heard the question, but with her mouth currently full, her response, while audible, was not entirely verbal. Still, her answer was entirely understandable.

"Mmmhmm," she drunkenly hummed.

Well, if he was going to take this away, he'd have to replace it with something good.

"Alright," placing a hand upon her chin, he started attempting to pull himself free. "If we're going to stay focused on spoiling me, and not the evening, how about you lay down on your back for me?"

It took a hefty amount of willpower, but she gave into his request, departing with a few swirls of her tongue around the head of his cock for good measure. Then again, as she let Sniff help her onto her back, she could only hope that tonight would be the night. If not, then at least her sexual library had been expanded.

"Thank you for letting me try that. I had no idea giving oral was so stimulating. I hope you let me end the night with that at the very least."

At first, Sniff wanted to laugh at the simple fact that Twilight had just thanked him for letting her suck him off a little. However, what she was requesting now was a very alluring offer. Especially with how amazing she felt.

"At the very least?" He asked with a half-laugh. "At the very least I need to take care of my gracious Princess before I could even fathom spoiling myself."

He stepped out from what remained of his clothes that had fallen around his legs and sat with his knees on the bed. In front of him, Twilight lay relaxed, yet ready to spring into whatever position he might request. Again, her figure astonished him.

Her narrow frame, when laying with her back legs flat with her forehooves crossed over her midsection removed so much of her normally animalistic appearance.

In a way, she looked more like a woman dressing up in the most deceptive cosplay money could buy. And there were plenty of fetishes for that. Something he'd seen in passing. People dressing up in leather masks and hooves to be paraded around as ponies.

Thankfully, he’d only ever seen occasional images online. Still, the images alone were quite….cringe-worthy to say the least.

Thus, he was extremely grateful that despite everything to the contrary, this wasn't pony-play. It was something so much more uncouth, beyond any fetish man could fabricate. Twilight was real, loving, vulnerable, seductive, powerful enough to rule a nation or destroy it given the proper motivation and spells. Yet, here she was, submitting to his requests, pandering to his desires, longing for him, and in doing so, capturing him to gratify her in ways only a deviant would dare to attempt. Hell, she probably would wear a full-body leather suit if he asked nicely...but that was probably something that should remain buried.

Yet, this brought things back to the crux of the matter, namely that despite how odd and beyond insane this entire situation was, he had no desire to not move forward with it.

In truth, each of his girl held something over him.

The baker grew up strong and independent without her parents to emotionally support her. The mayor, a reminder of a mature woman who didn’t recognize her value without him to show her the importance she held. A bartender living in a small world, needing someone to show her how much bigger and rewarding it could be.

Then there was Swifty and Lyra. Those two were more alike than they realized. Adorably carefree while juggling immense responsibilities, yet seeking to obtain as much of life's grandeur and fulfillment as they could, without ever looking to take advantage of him.

All of them though. They had one thing in particular in common. It was what made him hesitant to fully give himself willingly.

"You make me feel like I can have everything I thought I ever wanted. All of you do. So indulge me while I slowly step through this, and tell me what else you want to do. With me, with Ovens, Lyra, Swift Sails… what you want me to do."

He leaned over her, pressing his member against the final remaining barrier to her sodden depths. Those panties on her felt as good as they looked, but tonight he really did want to enjoy himself.

"You're giving me the chance to have all that I want, but I want you to be able to embrace all your wants and desires as well. So, please….tell me what you want.”

It was all but agonizing for Twilight to be this close to having all the splendors of what she had begun to embrace straddled against her and not have it all. Yet, all those thoughts she’d bottled up, only briefly mentioning them, when in reality, she wanted to live them out. It was a new kind of excitement to be able to speak them aloud.

“I want to feel your cock inside me again. It wasn't much our first time in the shower, and everything we try feels amazing in its own different way, but that night… I don’t know what it is, but when you cum, it just feels so amazing in me. Just like it did with Ovens and both of us.”

She groaned and arched her hips up against Sniff, aching for direct contact, but in a moment of clarity, she raised a hoof to Sniff’s face. Her expression softened, despite being thoroughly focused on him.

“I don’t want you to give anything more than you want to, but perhaps you could help me do more with Swifty and Ovens, first? What I felt with Ovens was incredible, and Swifty’s tongue… fuck me. I want her to use it on me as much as you want it, but also take turns with both of you. What I want is for all of us to be together."

As always Twilight was quite the wordsmith and her expressions of her true feelings were quite moving….but that was enough of the mushy stuff, and her mind was back on fulfilling her promise.

"But right now it's just you and me and you need to take the panties off if you're really going to enjoy yourself."

Twilight was right. It was just them and a whole day's worth of teasing himself again.

Thus, the panties had to go.

"I really need to stop holding myself back so much with you. I could really go for some of what only Ovens has had with your help."

With increasing abandon, Sniff took hold of Twilight’s panties and removed them with none of the previous delicacies he’d previously shown with her. The time for foreplay was over, and by the sweet aroma that enveloped his senses and the shine he could see reflecting over her heavenly patch of exposed flesh, none was needed.

She was ready, so with a firm grip around his shaft, he forced his entry, breaching the tip into her folds. Just beyond the labia, she was tight, but greedily beckoning him to remove his fist. The muscles relaxing and contracting as if they were a set of lips trying to kiss him, only to pull him in deeper as she had done orally just moments ago.

Twilight could feel his knuckles pressing against her, holding the shaft protectively; an unnecessary physical barrier she thought. Yet, as he pumped himself through his hand, mechanically toying with her virginity, she reveled in the enthrallment of this new experience; gasping and moaning without reservation. Instead, wrapping her hind legs around him, pulling him closer with each thrust in rhythm.

She opened her eyes again, the sight of him seated on his knees, holding himself to guide his shaft with one hand, the other on her chest to balance himself. He was solid, steady, a man of experience exuding his craft. His eyes were half-lidded, losing himself in their carnal thrust, though also cautiously monitoring her.

A sudden wince of pain from a thrust trespassing new territory had Sniff pull back. The initial shock made him feel terrible, but Twilight’s lack of a response left him questioning how to react.

"Too far?"

Still wincing slightly from the pain, Twilight slowly shook her head, looking more concerned with Sniff taking pause than how much it hurt.

“No. I know it’s going to hurt our first time. You can go farther, but only if you really want to. If you don’t, then neither of us will be able to enjoy it.”

Ignoring what little negative sensation she felt, Twilight reached out and pulled his face to hers, kissing him passionately, moaning deeply into his core as she felt him press into her again. He was only as far as last time, so she needed to make things clear.

“No guilt or fear about what we’re doing. Okay? You can only go as far or deep as you feel good about, but I’m so close, please give me as much as you can tonight. Whatever makes you happy is what feels best for me.”

Was that really a part of it? His emotions could turn a beautiful moment with only slight discomfort into something potentially traumatizing? In the moment of thinking about his situation, the conflict of his desires versus his conscious presented a problem of not wanting to want it.

Which would win out?

He didn’t even know if he could go farther if he wanted to, but he knew he wanted this, and how to finish the night.

“There’s plenty to do tonight that we can both enjoy,” he confidently answered. “I’ll take care of you.”

His strides continued with vigilant precision, bringing her quickly to her first climax.

She clung tightly around him, gripping her legs around his backside, pulling his body as close to her as possible. Try as she might, his hand never released its hold, saving her from the pains, but denied her of future gains. Even still, feeling him this close to her untested depths gave a powerful orgasm that left her crying out for more, losing a bit of her control in the process.

"Ohhh! More!" She bellowed. “Uhg! Just a little~ Please! Don’t stop!”

Despite the teasing throughout the day, there was no need to rush things. Not when Sniff had other things to try. One in particular that needed a partner who could still move.

“You want more?” Sniff asked with a nurturing tone. “But I thought tonight was about spoiling me?”

Unsure if she was being toyed with or corrected, Twilight froze, unaware of how to respond

“Oh!” She yelped, still caught up in her high, and covered her mouth with her forehooves. “I was just-”

Sniff grinned playfully pulled her hooves away and gave her a quick peck on the lips, cutting off her apology. He couldn’t stop himself from being cute.

“Somepony can’t wait until it’s her turn to be spoiled.”

He pulled up on his member, coarsely stroking the head over her clit, surprising her with a jolt that made her gasp. Her legs instantly recoiled back, spreading herself open for him. Another stroke down, caressing her swollen pearl until striking down back into her cavern’s entrance.

Slowly, twirls and strokes up and around of his member left her shaking, struggling to hold her breathing as another peak grew closer. Beautiful flashes continued to wash over her as he stroked himself further into her, through his hand. Never parting from her folds nor venturing further; constantly edging her closer towards her next release, enticing her body with further invasion.

“How about you cum for me one more time before we try something else with you on top?”

An answer had been requested, but merely keeping her eyes open was daunting. The words were caught behind her labored breaths and whines. Whatever he wanted need only be asked, but laying under him, stricken by pleasure, she could say nothing. Not until the wait was over.

"YES!"

For the moment, Sniff held himself still, letting Twilight ride out this peak and continue through the motions her body switched and gyrated to. It was kind of cute watching her faces change from stressing, relaxed, to being caught in some state of euphoria. Her wings would shutter at some points, her lower lip quivering, but her limbs appeared to have some greater form of control, reaching out and caressing against him.

When she was done being adorable, Sniff pulled away and rolled onto his back next to her. Looking relaxed, he turned his gaze to her with a smile.

"I think we do better when I don't start out on top. So, let's try a reverse cowgirl position."

He paused for a moment, thinking about how that sounded, especially given Twilight was friends with a literal cowgirl who knew actual cow girls. Twilight’s own look of befuddlement only served to make things more awkward.

"I mean… It's just a name. Don't look into it too deeply. Just straddle yourself on my lap like you normally would, but this time facing away from me."

It took Twilight a moment, but eventually, she was able to collect herself enough and gather the strength to take her place. Once seated, despite feeling wonderful, she noticed a drawback.

"Is it weird that I don't like that I can't really see you while doing this?"

After one slide forward, Sniff placed right his hands on her hips, prompting a curious look over her shoulder down to him. Of course, she would be confused, Sniff had to explain what he wanted to try.

"I know you’re just itching to get started, but if you don’t like this, we can do it normally so you can see my handsome face until you close your eyes when you cum again. But what I want you to do is grind yourself down, like you normally do, but slide back slowly and only go as far as you can tolerate."

Again, Twilight appeared to be confused at the strange request. However, when her hips were released, she figured she would simply roll with it.

Her first stride forward ended with her running the full length of his shaft. She wasn't given any specifics on what constituted slow, but halfway back, a familiar poke interrupted what she was enjoying with a sudden jolt under her tail.

It didn't take a genius to figure out what she bumped into, especially not when she already had some experience with this. At the very least though, she had to look back at Sniff again, matching his smirk with hers.

"As much as I can tolerate, hmm?"

Doubly motivated, Twilight again started to slide back, slowly, delicately, easing Sniff’s left middle finger into her ass.

Creeping back with receding speed, the double delivery of stimulation was becoming overwhelming. Not even to the first joint of his finger, her constitution began to crumble; both physically and mentally.

“Oh, no. He barely went inside me last time, it feels so much better the deeper he goes. How the fuck do those girls in the movies manage to walk being rutted from both ends?” She shuttered with a long groan as she pushed past the second joint. “The only thing that could make this better is having Oven Fresh here with me. Or even Swifty. Mmm, both are great at kissing, and- oh, fuck it’s all the way in.”

When her bare ass reached the knuckles, she had finished running the length of his shaft, leaving the head resting perfectly under the peak of her mound. The reaction was like a mini-earthquake inside her, weakening her posture, putting more weight on her forehooves.

Reactively, her body clenched and she could feel just how tightly her muscle clamped down on his finger was. For a moment, a flash of pain spiked up at the rim, but deeper inside, it was hitting all of the right spots. It felt too good to even acknowledge the momentary existence of pain.

Before she knew it, she was already back in motion. Long slow strides treated her feminine entrance to the splendor of what would one day be rutting her, while a quickening thrust back drew her even closer to her next peak, imagining what it would be like to be properly fucked in the ass.

The thoughts she had grown, ending with a coupling involving her bent over her bed, getting railed from behind by her man while a rotation of her mares traded spots kissing her or allowing her slow venture further into the physical intimacy with another mare. Her fantasy left burning in her mind as she climaxed hard, imagining what it would be like to go down on Ovens.

Lucid daydreams of one day having more swarmed her mind while her juices flooded out as she attempted to press herself harder against the shaft she grinded upon. She was rabid, furiously humping against an impossibly hard cock and enforcing her anal violation.

Her eyes had indeed closed when she came, but without his face to stare at, she kept them that way. In the blissful darkness, she imagined how it would be weeks from now. A long day’s work completed, coming to bed with her human stallion, accompanied by his personal guard and his first mare. She would impale herself on his lap, a hoof tucked away between Ovens’s legs to pleasure her, the two of them locking lips while Sniff orally pleasured Swifty. Her mind flashed to the others in different positions, watching them feel what she felt.

Mare with mare, her human lover between them, under them, on top and slapping hips together, making him cream so they could rub their pussies together over the rigid cock between them.

She came again, stopping on a downward stride that left Sniff's cock pressing hard against her canal. The resistance was strong, but the sweet temptation to force in more felt like she already had him buried to the hilt.

How long had she been lost in her fantasies? It had been wave after wave of one crashing climax after the next. The exhaustion was already setting in, but she wanted more. Desperately, she hoped to find the strength to continue but found her reserves to be vacant.

"Ugh! P- eh, Peter… I duh- uh, uh, oooh. Don't have- mmm mmm uch left."

With his right hand on Twilight’s hip, he continued to assist her efforts. His own pressure had started to build.

"I'm getting close. Lay on your back so I can finish."

To Twilight, this sounded like what she was waiting for, prompting her to shift her weight forward, pulling the middle finger free. She fell forward and rolled onto her back again. In her line of sight, she could see all of his human figure in front of her.

In the dimly lit room, a shine reflected off the wet coating of her releases that now covered him.
From his inner thighs to the thin trails that had run down his abdomen, she released a heavy flow over him. Every inch of his manhood was slick from her grinding, leaving thin strands of her milky translucent juices dripping down.

Their eyes met again when he crawled over her. His hurried desperation matching hers, and the fevered breaths, burning hot from their desires and physical exertion.

"I want to cum inside you so bad."

Her heart raced frantically. Instincts and her conscious will demanded her body to accept, and her legs complied.

With knees bent and raised, they parted. The heat radiating out, warming his moist skin and hand in the return of parting her wanting center. His hand still locked around his member, limiting his reach, still hit her limit, making her yelp.

Her cry was too loud to be ignored, but she was too committed to request anything other than another assault.

"Do it again. Harder!"

The circumstances had changed for Sniff. He was nearing the point of no return. If he removed his hold and took her virginity completely, it would take only seconds to achieve his lost passion.

"Just a little more," he pleaded as he struck back, forcing himself against the resistance.

In his ear, another yelp, then a gasp with a plea from the royal damsel.

"Yes! Just like that!"

Again and again, thrust after thrust, the tight confines that felt like they would tear from his entry took hold and flexed around every portion it could take hold of. His mind barely holding onto the sanity needed to not let go.

Another cry from the Princess echoed in the room.

"Ugh! Yes! Keep going! I'm about tuh- Ugh! UGH! AHHH!"

She was cumming. Every thrust held her climax at its height. Overstimulation had reached the point her body couldn't come down from.

Overtaken, a willing prisoner in her lustful stockade, Twilight lay in ruin of her never-ending bliss. If this could never end, she would have let the onslaught continue, if not for one greater desire.

"Cah… ahh… umm-mmm for me."

There was a hidden level of eroticism uttered in those hushed words that sent Sniff over the edge.

He released an airy gasp as his seed began to flow out from a climax of unfamiliar levels of stimulation. Her inner muscles held tight the head of his shaft, contracting in waves that rolled down from base to tip. Stuck in awe of the moment, he was wrapped up in all four limbs and wings of the mare beneath him, holding him captive to seal her lips to his.

Their tongues intertwined with each other’s while Twilight found the strength to slowly push her hips further against the fist that held more of the teasing cock at bay. With each attempt, she moaned into their kiss, a new layer of pleasure shooting into her core. The tiny sparks and mini quakes compressed into one brilliant eruption that rapidly steadied into a blissful finality that sat heavily inside her.

Sniff, still without the full awareness of his actions, aided by so many fluids lathered in his grip, felt a little more of himself slip further out of his hold and deeper into Twilight.

She didn't stop, nor could he speak to calm her. Not even his body could move away from hers, drawing him deeper, milking him with every contraction. Everything felt so right, allowing his grip to slip ever further with each mashing of her mound she tenderly pressed against him.

He was giving in. It might have been only an inch, each thrust steadily coaxing more of him into what he didn’t want to be ready for.

Instantly, it was settled in his mind, and in one swift move to preserve himself, he broke from the kiss with one dire request.

“Please suck me off. That’s what I really wanted for us tonight.”

The sudden break with his request made Twilight realize what she was doing. Yet, even despite her semi-lust crazed state, she knew accepting his request was going to be just as rewarding.

“Sorry,” She squeaked, letting her exhaustion take hold and relaxing her limbs to release her hold on him. “I got... carried... away... again. Anything... you want.”

Looking at Twilight’s tired frame, Sniff had to wonder again about the balancing act of what he wanted against giving others what they wanted. It was a private conversation he had with himself while moving to the headrest of the bed.

“It really doesn’t take much to wear these girls out, but the more I give, the more aggressive they get. Even Twilight tonight… Gah! I’m just being stupid. I’m fucking stuck here. Why not let this be my new plan?”

Completely focused on spoiling her special somehuman, Twilight crawled between Sniff’s legs, doing her best to recreate what she knew from her one cinematic experience. One long, wide-open mouth, lick from base to tip, then swallowing at all on the way back down.

The reaction had been instantaneous from the first taste, but the expected reaction didn’t occur until having her second mouthful of meat that evening. No further pleas or conflicted reactions. She would do as she pleased to satisfy him, though one could consider her acts more self-fulfilling, and he would not stop her from spoiling him. In fact, he would encourage her with some helpful advice.

“Easy does it, Twi... Just slow it down, not so rough just after sex… Nice and slow. Nice and easy, and we can both enjoy this a lot longer.”

A few happy hums and what had to be pleasantly contented laughter was her response as she did as requested. Switching to Starlight’s approach of suckling him subtly and letting her tongue work over the shaft. What better time to practice then to give Sniff than what Swifty would hopefully be enjoying next.

At least now, Sniff could ponder a little more about what he was doing.

“God is she ever good… And everyone says that they’re all like this, but… what the fuck am I supposed to be learning to fix myself. What broken part of me am I supposed to work on- Jesus fuck, I can’t believe she’s keeping me hard like this.”

He fidgeted slightly, the post-coitus extra stimulation only reaching the point of remotely overwhelming every so often, though, well within his tolerance. Thankfully, a simple stroking of Twilight’s mane removed any look of concern in her eyes, granting her the proverbial green light.

As she went back to toiling with her skill set, Sniff started to wonder how these mares all really fit into it.

"I know they keep me safe, but… Maybe my purpose is to teach them control. Not to be selfish. How not to use and abuse others… Who knows, maybe this herd idea was meant for me after all. Getting off with just one is either an all-day event or something I have to jerk off to avoid wearing them out too fast."

He ran his fingers through her mane, pulling her bangs back far enough to see a look of contentment mixed with a touch of drowsiness. It was cute, and he had to laugh a little at the sight.

"Alright, Twi. I don't think you're gonna make it long enough to get another load out of me. How about we get some sleep?"

She opened her eyes, more of the weariness showing through, as well as some disappointment. Thankfully, only a few pats on the space next to him was enough to persuade her to finally join him for sleep.

Once comfortably laying back in his bed with her back against his chest, what little conversation she could stay awake for started.

"I hope you enjoyed the night and I didn't spoil it... I still feel like I didn't spoil you enough though."

Sniff began to comfort her under the blankets, gently stroking his fingers down her chest and side. Even his response was even-toned and sympathetic.

"This is all new to you, so I understand a little lack of restraint. It happens."

Hoping to find some common ground, Twilight had one such example.

"Like with you and Mayor Mare at her office?"

Pot, meet kettle. Sniff, meet hypocrisy.

"I… Yeah... Like that. It happens to the best of us. But I'm not mad about anything that we did tonight. You feel fucking incredible, but just like I'm trying to do for all of you, I don't want to move too fast and not appreciate what we have."

Taking the cue from another lesson learned from her mistakes learning these limits, Twilight repeated a line from Sniff himself.

"Maybe we can use tonight as another goal for both of us to comfortably get to? Just a happy little accident of my jumping ahead a little… again."

Hearing those words, Sniff started looking back at all his intimate times with her. In virtually every case, there was one common occurrence.

"You know, we first started this shared dating, slash, herd thing of yours, you were super uneasy about anything more than a hug. But you've been one hell of a little instigator since lending a hoof with me and Ovens."

Twilight giggled into her hoof, realizing she couldn't remember a time she was involved in a sexual encounter with him and she hadn’t surprised him with taking it further than planned. After her little laugh, she couldn't avoid a yawn before trying to answer.

"I don't know what to say. You're like a good book I can't put down. And no matter how enthralling one page is, I know that there's going to be an even better page I want to sneak in before I have to stop."

To be fair, this was something Sniff had introduced her to. On top of being a good teacher, he was one hell of a partner to help her hone her craft.

"And by the sounds of it, there's a lot of chapters you still want to get to."

Twilight yawned again, cuddling in nice and cozy, nearing the end of her consciousness.

"I'm looking forward to the parts where there's more of us together to enjoy you with. In fact—" Another yawn, interrupted her train of thought. "Emm, tomorrow is your date with Top Shelf. You should probably have Swifty and I help you in the morning so you won't be as excited as you were with me tonight. Not that Topsy would be bothered like Mayor Mare wasn’t, but I think your approach of taking your time with us is the right way."

One more yawn before she closed her eyes and said her final words.

"I'm sure you'll both have a good time. Even with Swifty tagging along. And I imagine she won't last long her first time. But with Swifty nearby and my night with Ovens ending the way I hope it will…"

Her final words ended with the soft breathing as she had slipped off to sleep, leaving Sniff with his thoughts.

"Swifty in the morning, wear out Topsy in the evening before another go with Swifty again before maybe adding Twilight and Ovens in for another night of us all together?"

He leaned his head down to deliver a goodnight kiss to the top of Twilight’s head.

"You do spoil me, Twilight."

Having been working non-stop, Discord had fathomed together a recliner and stopped to take a break. It wasn't that he was tired, nice benefit of being pure chaos, rather he was merely bored.

"Gah! I can't believe how utterly dull this line of work is. And the dental plan is a joke."

He held up a small vanity mirror and gave a big, toothy smile at his reflection. Inside the mirror, he watched tiny mouths open up on his teeth before a bicuspid began to talk.

"Hey, molars! Did you hear about Fluttershy having to take a dear friend to the dentist?"

The molar's tiny mouths turned toward the loud tooth.

"No. What happened?"

The bicuspid started to laugh at his own joke before giving the punch line.

"Ha-haa! It turns out her dear friend had buck teeth!"

As the dental constructs all laughed it up, Discord closed his mouth, disappointed with the delivery, and threw the mirror behind him to fall into the infinity of empty space.

"Oh, what a bother. What is the Spirit of Chaos to do when his life is so dull and unfulfilled without a friend to ham it up with? All this reconstruction. It's too neat and organized for the likes of me," he groaned.

In the back of his mind, he couldn't silence the memories rigging at him. Old thoughts drifted in, reminding him of what he left behind. Memories he manifested into photographs to sort through. The very first one, him in a French maid outfit with Fluttershy, cleaning up after he flooded Sweet Apple Acres and learned a valuable lesson about friendship.

"It seems just like yesterday I was still the rapscallion I was born to be. Spreading chaos to all the little ponies, disrupting Harmony…"

Another thought drifted in, even stronger, producing yet another photo. This one of himself and Fluttershy standing in front of a wedding chapel, dressed for a naturally chaotic wedding.

"The pony who defeated me with Kindness… What could have been... What we could have been. The sweet Harmony we could have had."

Perhaps that thought was a bit strong for him. A more specific one of a simpler time. This memory appeared as a photo of him and Fluttershy enjoying tea and little sandwiches, though he instantly threw it out behind him.

In its place was a photo of him and Fluttershy looking much older, surrounded by cute creatures that were various in appearance. Some were mostly pony, others were mini-versions of himself but with Fluttershy traits, and the rest were clearly hybrids of him and Fluttershy. Any one of them could have been possible offspring had they been an item.

"Oh, the sweet-sweet Harmony that could have Harmony, if Harmony was Harmony Harmony, But Harmony Harmony. HARMONY!” He shouted with his patients tested to the limit. “Your tricks don't work on me! Now knock it off and show yourself!"

With his lion paw, he reached behind his head, revealing a string he plucked; the remainder drifted away behind him. Strangely, he wasn't showing anger, only annoyed, kicking back farther in his recliner.

"Let me guess. You're having trouble getting the ponies to follow along with your plan. You can tell me. It's not I'd be the first one you sent out to do your bidding."

From the ether, a crystallized version of Twilight walked out into view. Shiny, glimmering, and a vacant smile plastered across her face. The sight alone had Discord launching up in seat, eyes bulging out of his sockets. Then, once he understood what he was looking at, he threw himself back into his seat, cackling madly.

"Haaaaaa! You actually did it! You finally became what you loved so much!"

With a seamless transition, Discord rose up from behind Harmony, lifting her alicorn wings out in full display. Only now his laughing was over, disappointment taking its place.

"Seriously though. You couldn't come up with something even remotely original?"

In a small flash of light, Discord vanished, reappearing as a giant looking down from overhead.

"From what I can see, you've become so out of touch with the mortals that you think looking the part is all it takes."

Unphased by the criticism, Harmony continued to speak her piece in a flat and unchanging voice.

"Equestria is in danger."

From high above, Discord sneered, shouting out his verbal retaliation.

"Equestria has always been in danger! Haven’t you been paying attention?!"

In another flash, Discord reappeared in front of Harmony. His patience having expired far faster than he would have expected.

It was high time he spoke his mind.

"Since our inception. Since before Equestria! This world was full of danger, or in your isolation, did you forget that I removed most of them?!"

Too pissed off to bother with theatrics, Discord paced back and forth. Unraveling centuries of unresolved issues. Though he unintentionally caused the background behind him to play the events out like a slideshow, serving as a nice little visual for his frustrations.

"When our dimensions collided, I decided to come out and explore, while you stayed hidden away. Now, after thousands of years, digging your roots deep into this world, you manifest your construct as Princess Twilight Sparkle transformed into a paperweight?!"

Harmony batted her eyes, as if attempting to look cute, but answered in the same dry, synthetic voice of Twilight.

"Like all living things, I change as I grow. And as I have grown, so have my abilities, no different than you."

Unamused, Discord marched up, pointing his clawed finger into her snout, scrunching it up despite its crystalline appearance, but not removing her empty smile.

"Why don’t you stop kidding yourself. You are not alive. You're not a living thing! Not even that tree of yours is any more alive than the weapons you made to protect yourself. The Elements of Harmony you made were meant to stop me from ruining your plans. You wanted control! Well, too bad! That ship has sailed."

As soon as Discord pulled his claw back, Harmony started moving away from him. She didn't need to look down, she could tell that Discord had created a boat under her hooves and the favorable breeze that sent her sailing away.

It didn't even phase her, nor did his words regarding her state of existence. Not even when she teleported off the boat did she shift her emotions.

"I could never control you," Harmony's voice stated from behind him. "I only whispered to you today to remind you of what is at stake, and The Elements Of Harmony may not be enough this time to save them. Including the one you care about."

A chill ran up Discord's spine, immediately dosing his anger and bravado. This was something he never felt before. It was entirely unsettling, though he was unsure if it was because of the sensation in and of itself, or what Harmony was implying.

Either way, he wasn't going to give her the satisfaction.

"My friendship with Fluttershy is well intact. In fact, I would say it's stronger than ever. And if you want to imply that she isn't safe, I'll have you know that Justin is very capable of protecting her."

This was the first promising confirmation Harmony had received, and for the first time, a sense of hope could be heard in her voice.

"Just as I heard The Words when we came into being, a warning came to me. A new purpose for my being. Preventing the ruin of Equestria. Untold horrors and its utter destruction, unless ten humans uncover our salvation."

Discord wasn't about to give in to her manipulation, but if he finally had a face-to-face with her, perhaps he could learn something to help.

In other words, he would play the part of a would-be ally playing hard to get.

"So I’ve heard… Some Darkness, the way Trixie tells it. An entity of death and destruction from the Void.” He turned back to her, impressively expressing some curiosity. “Do you have any details you’d care to give about this black glob of spikes and crystals? Who it is? What it is? How do you plan on helping the humans to stop it? You didn't leave The Slow and Bumbling Trixie with any solid plans… As if that were ever your style.”

Harmony, despite never changing her demeanor, gave off a vibe of improved self-confidence. Though that could have just been Discord’s perception.

“The vision I received was no different than those I have sent Celestia throughout the centuries. Only this one was more vivid, longer, covering many memories of others like me, beyond the mirrors. Those that have failed. Perhaps even one that has found its way here. Working closely with them, my ponies will find new friendships. With the power of friendship-"

Having heard just about enough, Discord pulled a rope out of nowhere overhead, dumping hundreds of gallons of water over Harmony.

Whatever Discord's reasoning, Harmony knew he had no intention of listening further. Instead of continuing, she directed her full attention at Discord. Her vacant smile and appearance never changing, not even dampened, literally or emotionally, by the prank.

"I'm sorry," Discord happily, and openly mockingly apologized. "As soon as you started talking I assumed that those sparkly, crystal eyes of yours must have been dusty."

Not giving her a moment to react, Discord's arm appeared next to her and produced a comically baseball bat sized q-tip in one ear, and straight out the other. Not quite done, an electric buffer spun up to polish her horn.

"While we're at it, we might as well clear out your heart and shine up that wannabe, I mean knockoff, I mean counterfeit horn of yours, because clearly you have no idea what's been happening, have you?"

While Harmony could have been brooding silently behind her smile, she took the treatment without complaint. Her ears were cleaned, horn polished, and even had her eyes wiped clean with window cleaner.

Having satisfied his desire for humiliation for the moment, Discord finally gave his update.

"The humans arrived, but it appears that without a warning being given, one of them was nearly killed."

Like a robot losing power, Harmony's expression dropped to blank. Was that why the powers she guided had been summoned the day after the humans’ arrival were needed she thought?

"The spell Twilight used… I couldn't see anything. I thought the darkness had followed them. How many were injured?"

Discord's whole arrogant demeanor only amplified, having the upper hand of knowledge. Now he was going to have her play along, acting as if he could care less about the whole thing.

"Oh, there were one or two injured. You did fine though. Kelly is alive and well. A few more might still be recovering. The search for a cure for Becky is still in progress. Applejack should be fine in a few weeks. Justin… Well, nothing seems to be able to stop him. I'm sure you know all about that, though. Still watching from afar?"

It was clear that she was being toyed with. Normally this wouldn't be an issue, but without any leverage in the situation, she had only one option.

"My time here is narrow and grows ever closer to drawing the Darkness to us. We do not have the time for old rivalries to be settled. If you help me, I will ensure that Fluttershy will continue on her path to grow old and prosperous with you."

If that was a threat, Discord took a stance of acting as if it were one, raising a claw with sparks charging and his eyes glowing red, all humor utterly void from his presence.

"As I said, Fluttershy and I are fine. Do not force me to ensure that you are educated on that fact any further. And if I ever hear any whispers echoing in her mind that she should think any less of-"

"I've only whispered that you needed more time before being loved by you would be possible," Harmony carelessly interjected.

Her words were not well received, and Discord grew large again, larger than before. In a fit of unrestricted rage, he slammed his mighty fists on either side of Harmony, shattering the barriers of dimensions and the fabricated existence of a stable structure to stand on.

Loose strands of magic ripped apart, arching and discharging, like multi-colored lightning storms beneath the wrath of the mad titan.

"Hear me now you contentious ego-centric crystal witch! Our war is over! And while I may have sided with the winning team for now! If you ever interfere with Fluttershy’s clarity of mind again! I will rip your entire existence from this reality and let Twilight pick up the pieces!"

Enraged to the point he had to refrain from biting her head off and spitting out the shards, Discord slung his head down, gigantic nose to crystal nose. An inferno of rage burning in his eyes and venom dripping from his tongue.

"Are we clear on this?"

Harmony tilted her head slightly, literally and metaphorically, viewing Discord very differently now.

"You care for Fluttershy... Deeper than The Words foretold. If she strays from the path, the future you two were destined to share will not come to pass. All that is needed is for the humans to do what has not been done before and defeat the Darkness. Only then can I put her back on the path where you two will find the love-"

Harmony continued expanding on her intentions, but Discord had stopped listening. Too much had already been said. Things that couldn't be taken back. Whispers that could have shattered mountains were short-handed to daggers that very well may have been sharp enough to even pierce his own heart.

Only one thing would decide how he would react from here on out, and that all would be decided by her answer.

"Harmony, my very good, long lost, but still never was a friend because I secretly hate you. I may have forgotten to tell you something that you need to know, and I swear upon all the power I hold, I will tell you this truth if you honestly answer me one question."

This was beyond any behavior Harmony could have foreseen Discord expressing, but she needed whatever information she could get.

"Honesty begets honesty," she flately answered.

That wasn’t reassuring enough for this titan, but he would have this exchange or lash out in some other way.

“Then swear by the same. Lie, and you give up your power, just as I would if I were to lie to you.”

There wasn't anything worth lying about, so Harmony agreed without any hesitation.

"The agreement seems trivial, but if that is what you require."

That was as close to a yes as Discord needed, allowing a genuine grin to grow across his face.

"It is, that is to say that my question is, exactly how much influence over Fluttershy’s opinion over me did you have?"

The smile Harmony displayed was never more genuine, as she looked up to Discord to give her answer.

"Fluttershy is entirely a product of her environment that nurtured her kind and loving ways. No whispers other than a reminder to give you more time before advancing further with her trust were ever needed. Everything she feels about you is as real as you and I."

Discord may never have been able to prove the validity of Harmony's claims, but that was the closest he would likely ever get to the truth. In many ways it was comforting, however, still the wrong answer. There was never going to be a right answer if she ever touched Fluttershy’s mind.

"That sounds wonderful," he calmly stated, his front claws and paws resting over his heart as he spoke. "And as for the thing I forgot to mention-"

A new sense of joy fell over Discord. It was rich and warming to his soul, removing most of the ire he felt would have him strike down his old rival. So much so that he decided the truth would be retribution enough.

"You will never have that kind of influence over Fluttershy or any of your other chosen precious ponies ever again. I will see to it that they remain free from any of the influence you or I could ever put over them."

Without further explanation, Discord rolled back the sleeve to his construction uniform he was now wearing to look at a watch.

"Oh, dear. And look at that. I'm so far behind and my union break is up. I have so much work to catch up on."

He leaned down, one last time, with the most satisfied shit-eating grin, to look Harmony in her glimmering, carbon-copied eyes of Twilight. A few soft pats against her cheek, adding insult to his announcement, completed the encounter he was willing to have.

"Now run along. Return to your tree and get nice and comfortable. I have a lot of work to do here, and you have a long future of insignificance and isolation ahead of you."

Even if there was time to spare, Harmony could see no path for progress here. It was a failure unlike any she had suffered before. Not that her empty smile did much to share such concerns.

Regardless, she had her goals to pursue.

"From where my roots have grown, and far beyond, I have fostered the building and destruction of nations. Molded their champions and villains alike. I have guided a world to free itself of the impurity of their natural desires and frailties. They can scarcely remember any truth The Words have not allowed them to know in their lives that I hold. Not even you could be aware of the painless creation and removal of life this world is protected from… Insignificance is not the role I have taken in my isolation."

Her piece said and ready to depart, Harmony began to fade out of view, her voice echoing through the sparkling lights that drifted away from where she once stood.

"The humans will remain for as long as they are needed. Once Equestria is free of this new danger, the humans will return to their world with what was promised to them in my letter they accepted, and Equestria will forget they ever existed. And do not think my influence is limited to a whisper."

Discord did his best to pretend he was ignoring Harmony, but as her last spark of essence drifted out, her last words snuck in with an eerie warning.

"You know perfectly well of pulling the strings on ponies and having them subjugated to your will. Had you known The Words, you would not need your strings to make them your marionettes."

An entire crew of newly motivated Discords, working construction equipment and manually repairing the damaged strings, were now working with a greater purpose.

Although, the foreman Discord was distracted by a string of magic headed for his ear. He was just about to rip it away from Harmony, who had sent it towards him, but stopped to let its whisper speak its thought.

"The morning in Celestia’s garden you unsealed yourself from your stone prison, did you think that was by chance?”

A vision was sent to Discord, the perspective was a familiar one. Looking down, peering through anything that could obstruct his view. A view that could be anywhere the viewer wanted, but this was the view Harmony had chosen.

The setting was an early spring morning. The little filly Scootaloo was getting out of bed. She appeared groggy like she had a poor night’s sleep. The sleepiness must have been deeply set in, as she failed to notice her back right hoof was caught in the sheets, and with the reactionary speed of a three-toed sloth on Ambian, she slipped off the mattress and fell chin first onto the floor.

At the same time, Apple Bloom was sitting in her kitchen, hacking up her breakfast. If he had to guess, it would stand to reason that the red sauce on her stack of flapjacks wasn’t a cherry topper, but hot pepper. Seems that was also the last stack for breakfast. Every other plate had been cleared and the cookware returned to the sink.

The vision simultaneously showed Sweetie Belle searching frantically around her room. Rarity was coming down on her hard for borrowing her expensive knitting kit.

The vision of the three faded to Cheerilee loading up her saddlebag and walking out the front door. A friendly good morning greeting from Derpy distracted her just in time to catch sight of the mail mare crashing in front of her doorstep.

“Good morning, Derpy. And yes, I did sleep well last night. I fell asleep grading papers and didn’t wake up until just a few minutes ago.”

Minutes and hours passed by in seconds through the collective visions showing three best friends of fillies, sore, hungry, upset, all trying to get along through the day after being told,”

“I’m sorry girls, but your previous assignments weren’t turned in on time, so you three will have to work even harder on class participation while on the field trip. It might even help you earn your cutie marks.”

Cutie marks? Discord had noticed the three were missing their cutie marks but hadn’t put it together that these visions were of the past.

“Confusion.”

“Evil.”

“Chaos.”

He heard the three fillies argue while on Canterlot’s royal grounds for their field trip. This was barely four years ago. It was no wonder those three had ended up arguing and fighting that day. With such a lousy start, it would make sense that they fell into such disharmony with each other.

“Whispers are only a thought ponies believe to be their own,” Harmony’s voice commented. “The Words have told me how all things shall come to pass so long as what The Words requested are made real. So much of what they need to believe comes from the world I have given them.”

Cycling back through the visions, Discord was shown the rest of Harmony’s inner workings.

Under Scootaloo’s sheets, crystal vines lifted her hoof and wrapped the fabric around it in a knot that would release itself when the tension was relaxed.

In Sweetie Belle’s room, the needles in question could be seen rolling further out of view under her bed then into her closet, glowing in a soft aura. Under the cover of darkness in the closet, two crystal vines reached out and pulled the needles under a floorboard.

At the Apple house, Apple Bloom reached up into the cupboard, her hoof just outside of her view. It was just close enough to reach a jar of jam, but another jar was pushed in closer instead.

The jar of hot pepper spread was pulled away. In its absence, more crystal vines could be seen retreating back behind the other goods.

A sudden sway of Derpy’s eye had her lose focus of where she was flying. When Derpy crashed, a small gust picked up, blowing Cheerilee’s saddlebag open just enough that the wind picked up three papers. They fell free from her bag while Cheerilee was closing the door.

It was of no surprise at this point the names Scootaloo, Apple Bloom, and Sweetie Belle were written on the three pages that fell. None of them had even been graded.

“My control has more limits set on the powers I wield than you will ever have, but my control over what I observe is unrivaled, Discord. There is still plenty of manipulation that will need to be done to protect Equestria. You will see. You will help. One day soon, and you won’t even know it… You never have before.”

Utterly amazed, Discord could see the connections, feel the emotions. The timing was perfect with an execution that was seamless and always out of sight. All of the actions were so disconnected from each other, yet ended up so well sewn together. It was beyond something simply planned to create a possible outcome. Discord realized something about his old enemy.

“I never really knew what I was going up against,” he stated matter of factly, before turning around to his busy crew of doubles. “I guess that just means I’ll have to work that much harder to turn her precious ponies against her.”

Well, I hope this was worth the wait. Shining is still the kind of guy I want to root for, and even Cadance is being rather seductive about her prospects. And to be honest, with the hard time she's been having dealing with everything, I feel bad she can't find the release she needs.

Moving right along, the night belonged to Sniff and Twilight. They both appear to be getting a lot more comfortable with their sexuality with each other, but the fight for doing more while not giving into their own temptations seems to be causing some conflicts.

Maybe in time they'll find a way around it?

Hopefully...

Skipping over all the more graphic stuff, this chapter ended with a confrontation I'm sure none of you really expected.

On the flip side of that though, Harmony really... Umm... Yeah... She's got some explaining to do.

Don't count on her giving any answers soon. Not when there's still so much to take care of next week in: