Even though the pain pills were wearing off, Applejack was all smiles and talking up a storm the whole ride back.

"I'm sorry Woody, I just can't get over the fact we're finally together. And the way you asked me out, that was so… I can’t even tell ya how much that song made me… Gah, Woody, You're more than this apple-bucking mare could ask for."

Lumberman just laughed, easily matching the farm pony’s joy, but for another reason.

"I'm just glad it all worked out. My friends kinda put me on the spot when they said they all wanted to be open about dating your friends. I was going to tell you how I felt after the party and I had you alone."

Applejack only smiled wider, with three words dancing on the tip of her tongue. However, perhaps she would wait until the bandages were off and she could properly act upon those words.

"Hey, partner, can I ask ya a serious question?"

The seriousness mixed with her overly happy appearance left a lot to question, but he saw no reason to be wary.

"Ask me anything. What's on your mind?"

This was the most bashful Applejack had acted around Lumberman, but she just wanted to know.

"What happened to make ya think that… maybe I was the one you wanted to be with? Did it really start because of us saving Kelly?"

While technically she was serious about her question, it really wasn't that big of an issue. Not unless he took in all the pretext that didn't really apply anymore. Either way, it wasn't a difficult question to answer, mostly.

"Uhh… well, part of me was a little put off our first night together before the bath was even over. The way you kept messing with me, acting all cute and shit. Kinda pissed me off to see how cool you were, but I wasn't… I wasn't looking at you the way I should have."

Okay, looking at things now, this wasn’t going to be so easy to answer.

"For as much as I used to talk about prejudice-"

"It's okay," Applejack kindly responded. "If we're both being honest, I wasn't none too thrilled to find romance with ya. I didn't even like the idea of Big Mac getting all worked up over Kelly. Certainly wrestled with the idea of me even having a crush on ya or…"

As embarrassing as it was, she couldn't help but laugh at herself for her foolishness.

"I can't lie and say them hands 'uh yers didn't make me question my own closed-mindedness, but it wasn't tilI that first night I went home without ya that I realized how lonely my empty bed was."

It was a somber moment the two shared. Admitting that what they felt at first didn't match what had grown to be something special. From that, Applejack took over her own question completely.

"I don't know why yer hands make all my bad thoughts go away and the pain not hurt so much… actually does a lot more for me than that," she shamelessly admitted. "But I love the way you treat me so much more than any of the handsy stuff. I just want you to know that, even though every mare in town is going off about magic fingers and whatnot, that’s not why I want ya all tuh myself."

While Lumberman was genuinely moved by Applejack laying her heart out to him, he couldn’t resist letting out a little jab.

"So, yer telling me no more belly rubs?"

"Fuck no, I ain't saying that," Applejack barked. "Call me a needy bitch if that's what it takes, but I best be getting my damn thirty minutes. That's the…"

It was then that just enough light reflected back into the cab that Applejack could see the smirk growing wider on Lumberman.

"Oh… you asshole."

If she knew he was joking, then he got what he wanted out of her and could laugh it off.

"Since you didn't let me finish, it was the first night staying here with you. Seeing how vulnerable you were, how much you cared and all the empathy you had made me realize how small the differences were between us. Then, the more time we spent together, the closer we got and then it happened.”

He flashed a quick glance to Applejack with a loving smile before turning into the Apple Farm.

“I knew you had feelings for me, though I didn’t know to what degree. But laying with you in bed, helping you keep it together, I realized that’s where I wanted to be.”

The truck came to a halt in front of the house. Sitting in the cab, there was no music, just the idle rumblings of the diesel engine after he put the gear in park.

“I owed you and your family so much for the trouble we caused, even if by accident, and then saving Kelly. Sure, I felt obligated to do what I could to help you out, but one, I loved how honest you were with me. Two, you messed with me… so hard, and you always made it fun. Three…”

He took a good long look into Applejack’s emerald eyes, content with who he was going to be staying with.

“You told me that when I was taking care of you, and all your pains and stress went away, all you felt was me. It didn’t matter who or what I was, no follow-ups to say that it was in spite of something, or because of something else. It was just me. After that, I used those obligations as an excuse to stay as close to you as I could. I wanted to be close to, and keep a smile, on the lips of the girl who wanted me next to her the way you do.”

This night couldn’t get any more perfect for Applejack, not with what she was wearing at least. For now, though, Lumberman was pulling out all the stops for being the best stallion ever.

“Well, ya been doing a mighty fine job ‘uh things there, Woody… Goddamnit I hate having my hooves all fucked up like this. You don’t know how bad I wanna crawl across this truck and show ya what these smiling lips can do for you.”

Taking that as a prompt, Lumberman leaned over to give his lady a quick kiss before pulling back and opening his door.

“Don’t worry, once we get you inside, we can work around them hooves.”

Getting back in the house, it was a straight path from the door to the bed, but there were a few things still needing to be taken care of.

"First things first, Apples. Pills and then were getting you out of that cute little outfit."

Of course, Applejack was all smiles, but she hated taking those pills. They were going to knock her out almost immediately if her stomach was anywhere near empty. That made getting undressed kind of pointless for what she wasn't going to be awake long enough for.

"As soon as I'm done with these pills and back on my hooves, we're really gonna have tuh start doing all them things normal couples do.”

“Oh, really?” Lumberman said while making sure for a second time he was giving her the proper pills. “Easy on the water, hun.”

Obediently, as much as it pained her, she swallowed her meds, but wondered how much she'd be able to even enjoy the rest of the night before they knocked her on her ass.

“Thank ya, Woody, and ya know I'm not much fer fashion ‘en dressing up, but before ya take it off… do ya really like it?”

Lumberman smiled, knowing how that outfit came into development.

"I certainly do, but after knowing you this long, it's kinda weird seeing ya in clothes… but it definitely works for ya."

She hid her face to hide her blush but he lifted her chin to give her a little kiss.

"And as much I like seeing you in this hot little number, it’s time to take it off."

As Lumberman quickly started to remove the leggings, Applejack voiced her agreement.

"I do think it’s cute, but you're right, it is kinda warm."

That got a good laugh out of Lumberman.

"Nah, by hot, I mean you look sexy in it."

That word got Applejack all kinds of excited, and she did her best to hide it.

“Does that mean… what I think it means? I’m still a little unsure about all your crazy terms and meanings.”

That question reminded Lumberman of everything the other guys had told him that day. If what they said was true, it had been a while since even before leaving his reality. Such a shame she was in bandages.

“It might… but, you know.” He gave her a playful kiss on the end of her muzzle and started to remove her tops. “Things to look forward to when you're off the pills, and you’re back on your hooves.”

Sadly, that didn’t make things perfectly clear for what the word meant. However, their plans for the night were painfully clear. More painfully clear than the aches in her hooves.

“Goddamnit," she grumbled so angrily under her breath that it was actually cute to hear. "Can I at least get my thirty minutes… or did I already use up all my time?"

Lumberman started to undo the lace on the skirt and helped her lay on her back.

"Babe, until you're feeling better, I'm not putting any restrictions on your rubs, okay?"

A poor choice of words that Applejack was lucid enough to comprehend.

"Yeah-yeah," she replied, flippant enough to pass as to not give away her plotting.

Lumberman was glad to hear her not fight on the topic. The last thing he needed was to hurt her like Sniff and Chris said it would. All that was left before bed and a nice long rub down was to get a grip on the cute little apple bottoms panties and-

"You mind keeping them on me tonight?" Applejack asked as soon as she realized what kind of mess must lay beyond the absorbent material.

Seriously, Rarity had never put together a more practical piece of clothing. And you know how Applejack was when it came to practicality.

"Oh," he responded, unprepared for her to make such a request. "Sorry, I just thought that… Sorry. Still not used to you in anything but a hat."

With everything done for the night, Lumberman turned off the lights and joined her under the covers. Knowing she didn't have much time left, he got right to work, giving her the comforting touch he promised.

"I think by tomorrow, we should have the walls closed up, and we can get started on the floors."

Applejack moaned her approvals, though that had little to do with Lumberman’s project.

"You really are amazing at everything you do for me, Woody. You have no idea how glad I am tuh have ya all tuh myself. Could you rub a little lower?"

Rubbing his hand down to her chest, Lumberman had to laugh at the absurdity that was his friends taking on so many lovers, much less pony ones. Then again, here he was rubbing over his own lover’s tits.

"Yeah, I don't know what got my friends so thirsty, but I don't want you thinking I'm gonna be trying to talk you into inviting someone else into our bed. Sure as hell won't be cheat'en on ya either. I can't stand that shit."

Pleased with all she heard, but still wanting more, Applejack slowly straightened her legs and pressed her hips up.

"Well, you can rest easy knowing I won't be trying to share ya, and I sure as shit ain't no filly fooler or whatever Twilight called it."

He was so close to where she wanted him to be that she lost what little control she had over ears. After a soft whimper, she made her desires known.

"Keep rubbing lower, Woody."

Lumberman realized just how low he was and how close he was to going as low as she wanted. Every other stroke of his hand was brushing over the elastic band of her panties.

"Apples?" He laughed quietly at the request, unsure if that’s what she was really asking for.

Not willing to let this opportunity go, Applejack reached down with her forehooves. And even though it hurt her to do so, she pressed Lumberman's hands down further.

"No restrictions, partner. I know how and where I want my rubs, and unless you want me hurt'n myself… Woody… I need this, or I'm gonna go crazy."

Laying there on the bed, the soft light from the night sky shining in on them, Lumberman knew that lustful look that was begging for his touch. What she felt was far more than just a want. It was pure desire, which begged the question of why she didn’t let him finish stripping her down in the first place.

"So, why'd you want me to leave those panties on?"

She pushed his hand down farther, eternally grateful that he let his fingers slide under the fabric.

"Same reason I couldn't sleep that night and took a bath."

She grit her teeth as she forced his hand deeper until she felt him reach the spot where she wouldn’t need to guide him any farther.

"It gets messy down there until muh body gets what it wants. I missed our chance in the bath, and I didn’t want ya seeing me like this till I knew you’d want me, too."

There was something about what she was saying that Lumberman felt he simply understood. Her wants, her needs, a simple yet profound need for release from her most primal desires that she trusted him with.

"Woody… I want this," she shamelessly confessed, thankfully still cognizant despite the drugs in her system not taking effect.

Under those panties, everything was sopping wet and burning hot. Along with what he felt, a familiar fragrance filled the room, of which, Applejack promptly addressed.

"I know we're still new to this, but… I get these feelings when I'm around ya. My ears twitch, my tail getten a mind of its own, and… that’s not perfume, Woody, and I can't help it."

That was enough talk from the flustered mare, and Lumberman silenced her with a kiss as he pushed his hand deeper and ran his middle finger along her slit.

The reaction was immediate and stronger than any other feeling she had felt. It was so much better than what she had been shown to do by herself, better than she had imagined it could be. So much better that she broke the kiss to catch her breath.

"Woody… Can it always be like this?"

Lumberman eased his finger into her depths, stealing her breath yet again. It really had been too long since he’d even had a one night stand, but he was already committed to this. There was no reason not to test the waters at least and gauge his future prospects.

"No, we can do better."

With this new pleasure taking over her body, Applejack knew Lumberman was going to be all she wanted. He had proved himself more than enough and was committed completely to make him hers.

"I love you, Woody. I don’t ever wanna lose you."

Lumberman was a little surprised to hear her say that so soon. Although, with only a seconds worth of reflection, he didn't see himself starting over when he had so much with her already.

"I love you, too, and I'm not going anywhere. Don't you worry about that."

She could feel it building, her Wonder Rush, but so much stronger. If he was just as committed, she needed to make one last proclamation.

"If you want to go back... if Twilight can send you home, take me with you.”

Lumberman felt her body tensing and making all the familiar signs of an approaching climax. That meant what Chris and Sniff had told him was true, and he would have to break her in.

"Let's not worry about me going back and just focus on making this our home for now."

Applejack squeezed her thighs around Lumberman's wrist and ground her hips as best she could. A perverse fantasy fueled by forbidden knowledge was made real as her orgasm enveloped her wholly. She cried out in all the lewd ways she had to keep silent before.

With his hand locked in place, she let her body move freely, and her increasingly more passionate cries grew louder.

Thank Celestia the guards were too drunk to volunteer standing watch tonight. Even if they had known this was what they were doing, it was unlikely they'd have stayed as long as Lumberman allowed himself to be used.

With his hand trapped and his girl indulging herself, he was comforted by how easily they both accepted his new role. Her needs were his, and he could tend to all of them now. Just watching her, her eyes lazily closed as he permissively trudged along servicing her with his hand, content with satiating her body’s demands.

In the soft light of the night that shined in through the window, her gentle expression of surrender under the regal delights that had her virgin walls grip and stroke his digits was beautiful. The strong mare she normally presented herself as relaxed into someone tranquilly passive. Only the occasional ragged panting that accompanied her muted bleats as each peak rose and electrified her core. Occasionally, one orgasm would be brought on particularly strong, rising up to make her twitch and fidget with vociferous cries.

Communication was only given by subtle movements against each other and leisurely kisses or nuzzling. They hadn’t spoken since she lured him into her trap.

How long had it been? She didn't know, but the abuse she forced herself through was beginning to make her sore. Not just where she was being pleasured, the thrashing around and stress on her body were making her hooves throb.

She would have weathered this storm longer if not for the pain meds making her drowsy, and her body language told that she was reluctantly ready to stop for the night.

"Ooooh, fuck me someday soon," Applejack moaned in an overly loving request before she gave a yawn. "Goddamnit, partner… ya let me use up all our time. Now I'm about to pass out, and I didn’t do nothing fer you."

She relaxed her legs and let them ease down to the mattress. She was a mess, and not even Rarity's panties could hold up to what she’d just unleashed.

"Shit… I really hope this ain't one uh them things that's gonna bother ya."

Surprised by how much he actually enjoyed himself, Lumberman pulled his hand free, teasing her most sensitive spots on the way out.

"This don't bother me at all, and you best believe I'm looking forward to having my go at it, but this is your time. We'll focus on me when you're healed up and a bit more ready. And to do that." He gave her a good night kiss. “You need your sleep."

He helped her remove her panties and clean up the excess from her release. Then he got her more comfortable in his arms, and her back to his chest, right where she wanted to be.

"Be a good girl and sleep well, and maybe we can play a little more in the tomorrow."

Sleepily, Applejack giggled at the thought.

"I'd like that, but uh-" A yawn interrupted her. "-I was curious… How much bigger is yer dick from yer finger? I ain't seen it yet and don't know how much practice we're gonna need tuh give me a proper rut. Work our way up to some 'uh that fucking you went and mentioned."

That was a good question, but it wasn't exactly like he had the dimensions on standby, nor a timeline. Not to say he couldn't give her a good idea.

"Hold on a sec."

After a moment of some fidgeting beneath the sheets, he lifted her top leg from under her tail and slipped his cock between her thighs. If not for the pills getting ready to put her under, she would have probably hurt herself making something happen. Then again… What she felt was longer than his finger, and the girth might as well have been a broom handle.

"You know, Woody… I'm already taking some pain pills. How abouts we put’em to the test?" She yawned again, desperately trying to hold off her sleep. "Maybe tomorrow…"

Lumberman held her close and regretted teasing her like that. Though really, he was mad for the blue balls he was about to have. It was too late for him to get any action in return for how quickly she was fading out.

More than that, though, he was angry about jumping the gun with his confession of love. It was too early for either of them to make such proclamations with any real merit. Although, he couldn’t really control how she felt.

Without hearing a response, Applejack suddenly wondered if she had given a valid question or if she split into sputtering nonsense again.

"Do pain pills even work like that?"

If you're not following me, you might not see my Blog regarding your suggestions for a special chapter.

Also, I must give an apology, as there will be a few corrections being made regarding the days that have passed in this story. At some point in time, I misrecorded the days that have passed between chapters. The corrections will not impact that actual plot of the story, but a few statements in dialog have misrepresented the timeline of events. Namely, characters saying that six days have passed, when really it was four, eight when it was six, and things like that.

I will provide the corrections likely by this Saturday.

For clarification, the humans arrived on Saturday the 30th of April, 2016. As of this chapter, 10 days have passed, making this the evening of Monday the 9th of May, 2016.

Otherwise, on to the actual Author's Notes.

So... not too much happened here with these two. It just wasn't in the cards for these two given her current condition. However, she's getting what she's been wanting, and Lumberman doesn't seem to against getting more involved.

At least they got to enjoy a tender moment with each other. However, Lumberman was the first to leave the party and Sniff was the last. Seems like there's still a few of the Stranded Seven that haven't been accounted for. I wonder who's next. I guess we'll have to find out in the first-ever back to back Saturday Bonus Release: