Gathering some of the ointment on his hands, Drax started to rub them together to limber up and start the blood flowing. This caused his hands to warm quickly, as he focused on his breathing. Years of self-taught meditation came to the fore, and he partially closed his eyes and willed his hands to grow warmer. This was always a neat parlor trick to pull on friends on cold days, shocking them with astonishingly warm hands. He wasn't entirely sure how he did it, only that he always could. Gently he knelt beside Twilight, and brushed aside her mane to reveal her neck and shoulders. She gave a little gasp as he touched her hide, less like the fur of an animal, and more like fine purple velvet. He began at the neck, working the shoulders and easing along it’s length. Her neck was alot longer than a human’s, but the muscles and bones were similar enough that he knew instinctively where to apply pressure for maximum effect.

He closed his eyes, humming deep in his throat, a kind of human version of a purr. One of the non-human habits he seldom talked about. He slid into a trance, as his mind flowed into his hands, seeing everything he touched as vivid as if his eyes were open. This was the true secret to his skill. After years of being nearsighted, he found that he could see almost as good with his hands as he could with his eyes. The trade off of course was that it took concentration, and the part of his mind that processed sight seemed to shut off. It was a fair trade. In places his hands could go, his eyes were useless anyway. Sometimes he thought he could have been a pickpocket if he had ever the inclination and training.

The mare moaned under his ministrations as he worked the shoulders and then down the back a ways. Slowly the muscles and knots started to melt away, and the purple unicorn twitched at the released tension. Next came the foreflanks. He made his way down each foreleg, slowly keeping in one direction to stimulate the blood flow and release the tensions that had build up in the young mare. She was more than just sore, she probably didn't get out and stretch much either. Unused muscles were suddenly flooded with extra blood and the stored toxins flushed away in a flood of calm and relaxation.

He finally made his way to the hooves, where he broke out of his trance for a moment. The sensation was too odd not to look. Her hooves weren't like the hard pieces of horn on normal horses. They were almost an extension of the end of her leg, but suddenly the skin seem to get stiff and hard. It felt almost like extremely dense rubber, not as soft as a car tire, but not as hard as a real hoof. ‘They really do have marshmallows for feet.’ he grinned to himself.

A giggle brought him back to what he was doing. “Sorry, does that tickle?”

“Heh.. a little. But it feels nice. I don’t think anypony has ever touched my hoof like that.”

“Oooh, so I’m your first?” chuckling at her lethargic response.

“Don’t stop... I have three more hooves left...” wiggling her other limbs enticingly.

“Yes M’am, right on it!”

He moved to her other side, again traveling down her forelimb to her hoof, and working more ointment into her silky pads there. He then returned to her back, stretching her forelimbs, and then working down her spine with meticulous kneading. Low moans escaped the prostrated filly as she tried not to squirm in pleasure at his touch.

‘Mmmm.. hands sure are useful for things... almost makes me envious.. OH! yes right there!’ she thought as he worked on her lower back. Too many nights hunched over a book had left mounds of tension in that area. Not to mention the stress of letting Spike ride her around town.

Finally Drax peeked at his next assignment, sliding her tail aside and grinning stupidly. “Mmmm.. Dat Plot!”

“Wha?” she replied sluggishly, feeling almost ready to fall asleep.

“Oh, nothing...” he replied, rather sheepishly.

“You’re silly...” she giggled, and wiggled her rump at him.

Gulping, he began to work on her lower flanks, chanting a mantra to himself, ‘Think unsexy thoughts, think unsexy thoughts, think unsexy thoughts!’ But even with his eyes closed, the image of the perky purple booty wiggled in his mind. ‘Damn sexy Twilight...’

Working father away from the distracting area, he made his way down to the hind hooves. He spent extra time on these, gambling that pony nervous system was similar enough to human, and that a hoof massage would drive the unicorn wild. His gamble payed off as Twilight began to twitch and moan at the tender massaging he was giving her sensitive hooves. ‘Well damn. Is it any wonder so many weirdos develop foot fetishes? Lotta nerve endings down here, heh’

Suddenly Twilight pulled her legs away, curling into a ball, then rolling onto her back to sit up. Her eyes were wide, and looked as if she was about to cry. “Oh Celestia, that was AMAZING! Where the heck did you learn to do that?”

Grinning proudly, “Well I mostly taught myself. But I did date a girl who’s sister was a professional massage therapist. I picked up a few things from her. Plus I have always had a gift for feeling things. I just know how to bend and flex things to mold or break them, and I love working with my hands. Oh, and practice, lotsa practice, heh.”

“Well, whatever it is, you were right. I am more horny than I have ever been since hitting puberty!” She gasped, both hooves flying to her mouth in shock at what she had just said in front of this human. This.. weird creature, who found her attractive. This.. ‘Oh damn, he’s starting to look cute to me! Luna damn these filly hormones, its been so long!’

But the strange creature was smiling softly, almost sadly, despite the emotions playing across her purple muzzle. “I did warn you. But don't worry, I’m not gonna jump you or anything. I am, after all, still a gentleman.” He began to rise, sighing. “You want me to leave, so you can.. uhh.. y’know... take care of yourself? I’m a big boy, and I know what it’s like.” he shrugged.

“Wait.” She replied. ‘Oh Celestia, oh Luna, forgive me!’ “Please stay. You said you found me pretty. Have you ever.. you know... with a... “ She gulped.

“With anyone not a human?” he shook his head violently. “Never. I told you, I’m not into animals. The only PEOPLE on my world are humans. Ponies like you and other intelligent creatures are only fantasies in my mind. Until I met you, there was never any chance, outside my own dreams.”

“Well you have me curious what else those “Hands” of yours can do.” Her voice suddenly turning husky, she leaned back, spreading her hind legs slightly to expose her rather damp nether region.

“Mrs. Sparkle, you’re trying to seduce me. Aren't you?” Raising an eyebrow, and smiling slyly.

Giggling foalishly she fluttered her eyelashes, just like the fillies in her romance books. “Maybe...”

“Well then. In the name of inter-species relations, I accept your offer!” Whipping off his makeshift kilt, he tossed it on the bedpost, and leaped onto the bed with a bound yelling “To boldly go where no man has gone before!”

Twilight giggled happily at the foalishness of it all, still not sure if she was doing the right thing, but feeling too warm and comfortable to care. And besides, she REALLY needed a stallion right now!

Sliding his way up her belly, rubbing his face against her smooth, velvety hide, the human made his way up her body until he reached her muzzle. He looked into her enormous violet eyes and saw the entire room in her pupils. They were like twin pools of liquid night, ringed by black-lights. He smiled at her blush, and reached his hands up to pull her head toward him. The eyes closed, shutting off the dark windows, and they drew into a kiss.

The first kiss was awkward. Pony muzzle and human mouth were not entirely compatible without practice. He tasted the sweetness of the honeyblossom on her lips, and they slid together sloppily. The both pulled back and giggled.

“Well that was different.” he chuckled. “You taste nice though.”

“Mmm.. you’re not too bad yourself, for a monkey. “

“Hah” he barked. “I admit I’m not the most experienced kisser, but I’m willing to practice some more.”

“Yes, this merits further study.” and she leaned in for another kiss.

This one was a bit more controlled. They explored each other’s mouths, muzzle on lips. Tasting the strangeness of each other’s breath. Tongues were joined, only slightly, teasing in a breathless dance, before they both broke away, gasping.

“Wow! You are a quick learner.” she gasped.

“Yes, well us monkeys usually are.” he jibed her back.

“So you can use your tongue, and you can use your hands. What else can you do?”

“Oh the wonders I will show you, my sweet purple pony. Let’s see what noises I can get you to make!”

He started at yer neck, slowly kissing, licking, nibbling. He worked his way down her belly as she leaned back on the bed and moaned. As he reached the nipples on her lower belly, she gave out a squeak and clapped her hind legs shut around him.

“Woah there filly! I’m trying to work down here!”

Moaning in pleasure, she released the grip on his head. “S-s-ssorry.. ohdontstopSQUEEE!!”

She writhed in pleasure as he worked on her sensitive nipples, using hands and mouth to generate waves of pleasure that crashed throughout her small purple frame. She bit down on a forehoof as she felt her body growing hotter by the minute.

Finally he lowered himself to her cleft, slowly probing it with tongue and fingers. Her moans grew louder, and amazingly she seemed to get even wetter as he worked around her already sopping crotch. Finally he spread her labia to reveal the pinkness of her ponyflesh. He began going to work, face covered in mare juice as her moans reached a fever pitch. Finally she started to buck, clapping her legs shut again and let out a loud whinny as she climaxed in his face.

He pried her legs apart and pulled back, gasping. “Woah, the waters get rough, when yer diving pony muff!” he laughed at his own lame joke.

“Oh Celestia, that was wonderful!” she crowed. “I have never climaxed like that before in my life. That was better than described in the 'Filthy Horse' books I read as a filly.”

Wiping his face with the kilt, Drax chucked at the ego feast he was receiving. Every man loved it when women said that kinda stuff. ‘It’s especially nice when they arn’t lying about it.’

“Are all humans as good as you?”

He felt a chill, as the smile momentarily faded from his face. “I wouldn't know. Not alot of experiences have come my way.” Then he reapplied his smile, and perked up. But we aren't even done yet. Now it’s MY turn!”

“Oooh, come get me my big stallion!” she cooed a line from one of her old clop novels she read during long nights in school.

He dove back in, sliding up her belly again. This time he stopped with his member at her front door, probing gently at first. He looked into her eyes again, feeling as if he was falling into the darkness within. She hugged him close and nuzzled his ear, whispering huskily, “Service me, Stud...” ‘Oh parasprite, that was corny!’

He thrust in, balls deep, and the pony squealed in pleasure. Starting slowly, he built rhythm, thrusting faster until Twilight started to match him. Together they bucked with wild abandon, letting their bodies take over consciousness, as the world became one of touch and pleasure.

Again the warmth spread through her body as she built toward climax. This time it was stronger, and she closed her eyes to concentrate on the growing sensations. Unseen, her horn began to glow of it’s own accord, and she quickened her pacing as the human quickened his. She pulled him down and bit on his shoulder, almost sobbing as she moaned in ecstasy. The glow from her horn grew stronger, and started to envelop her body. A deep purple glow began to layer her body, as the lavender one around her horn intensified. Finally, as the power and pleasure peaked, her eyes flew open and light flooded out. She screamed in climax, and Drax held onto her as he finished his own, and clenched his eyes shut as light filled the room and blazed out of every window in the library. For a moment, it was as if the sun had emerged in the room, and every corner was illuminated.

Then just as suddenly, the light winked out, and the mare closed her eyes. The twin glows faded away and both lovers collapsed on the bed with a collective sigh.

“Wow..” she said quietly. “I was wrong. I think that one was a new record.”

Shaking his head, Drax grinned. “Always the cute nerdy girls that get all freaky in bed. It figures you would have to be a screamer too..”

“Are you complaining?” She said, batting him playfully on the head with a hoof.

‘ErrrrNOPE!” he replied happily.