"Damn." Lightning stared off as he replayed the information in his head. "So, no check?"

"Nope." Strong adjusted himself so his bad hind leg didn't have much pressure on it. "I barely got out with my fur and my Ma's old horseshoe."

Lightning sighed as he stood up and walked over to his room. "If ya need a place to stay I could fix up the bedroom upstairs," he called. "Until you get better and all that."

"It's fine," Strong said. "Remember that mare that turned down Big Mac?"

"What about 'er?" Lightning said as he walked back in.

"She's letting me stay in her house until I'm back on all four," Strong smiled.

His friend gasped and dropped his jaw. "The mare that even BM couldn't get asked you to stay?" he asked in disbelief. "My colt, you are one lucky sonuva-"

"It's not like that!" Strong laughed. "We're just friends. And besides, she looks like a mare that wants a relationship."

"And you wouldn't want that?" Lightning chuckled. "I mean sure, you like to spice it up a bit, but ever thought of settling down or sticking with a mare?"

Strong's amused grin faded. "A relationship's too strict," he said. "Why not just meet other mares?"

Lightning shrugged, then pushed his mane back. "Hey, me and Rose are hooking up," he smiled. "Maybe you should too. She seems like a worthy mare."

Strong glared playfully at Lightning, who smirked happily. "I'm not picky, dickhead," he chuckled. "She's just not for me."

Again, the blue stallion shrugged and opened the front door. "I gotta get going. Don't forget to lock the door on the way out," he said. "And think about what I said."

Strong rolled his eyes as his buddy left for his job. He grunted as he got on his front hooves, then planted his good back leg on the floor. Twilight had casted a balancing spell so he didn't have to be kept in because of the one hurt limb. It hung limply in its sling while the magic replaced its roll. Locking and closing the door, he walked back into the streets and made his way back to the library.

It had been weeks since he was allowed out of the hospital, but Twilight still told him to stay home so he didn't endanger his leg. He had to beg her to let him out of the house to speak with Lightning. She reluctantly allowed it, on the promise that he wouldn't move around too much. While he didn't like sitting around, he made a deal, and here he was walking back to the house. At least Spike was a good cook.

Golden Oaks Library

"That's awful!" Rarity gasped. "Is he alright?!"

"He's fine, Rarity!" Twilight assured her. "I took him to the hospital a few weeks ago. He'll recover in some time, but for now he's staying with me and Spike."

Said dragon was currently helping the Crusaders with their crusading. "I do hope he gets better," she smiled. "At the very least he'll have you for company."

Twilight was going to speak, but Rarity's smirk made her think briefly of the real meaning. "What do you mean?" Rarity shook her head playfully, her smirk growing.

"I mean, that I think this is a good time to get to know him," Rarity grinned. "He seems very gentlecoltly… even if his coat could use a little touching up. You should go to dinner once he recovers!"

Twilight blushed as she choked on her tea. She coughed out the tea, which she spluttered onto the floor, and widened her eyes. "Wh-What?!" she forced herself to say. "I can't just ask him! We barely know each other!"

"Which is why it would be a perfect opportunity to date him!" Rarity squealed excitedly. Twilight's face grew hotter, and she slipped on the spilled tea. "He's already staying in your home. And you haven't seen any stallions."

Rubbing her sore rump, she shook her head. "First, I'm helping him recover. And second, I don't need to date to be happy," she argued. "I'm just fine without a special somepony."

The door clicked as Strong unlocked it and entered the tree. "Hey Twi…light." He stared at the sight of Rarity in the middle of clapping her hooves and Twilight sitting in a puddle of-

"Tell me that's tea." Twilight's face reddened and she quickly got onto her hooves.

"What else would it be?" Rarity giggled innocently. "It was a lovely visit, but I believe I have to get going! Orders and whatnot. Remember what I told you, Twilight!"

She strutted past Strong, who was debating whether or not he saw a wink come from Rarity to Twilight. The door shut, and the stallion raised a brow at Twilight. She in turn smiled sheepishly and laughed.

"Need any help?" Strong asked.

"It's fine," she quickly replied. Her horn chimed as a rag teleported onto the puddle and soaked it up, another spell scrubbing down the area. "Done."

Strong nodded and sat down on the couch of the room, rubbing the side of his head softly. "So what was Rarity talking to you about anyway?" he asked.

A faint blush returned, but she forced a smile. "Nothing much. Just what happened with some of her orders." She sat down beside him and removed the bandaging from his back. "And why-"

Strong hissed as the open air stung his healing wounds. "Celestia damnit!" He grimaced as Twilight cleaned it with yet another spell she learned from Dr. Needle Point.

"Hey, it's either this or an infection," she said. The burns were healing nicely, and some of his fur was starting to grow back.

"An infection-ngh-is starting to, shit, sound better," he grunted painfully. Twilight changed the bandaging and moved onto his head. "So what were you saying? 'And why' what?"

"She… she wanted to know why I haven't been… dating any stallions." She did her best to ignore Strong's gaze, focusing on the burn near his temple.

"So why haven't you?" he questioned. She sighed softly, apologizing when it stung his wound.

"I… I…" She shook her head softly, but he persisted anyway.

"Come on," he chuckled, nudging her playfully. "It can't be that bad."

Can't be that bad. If he had any idea…

In the end, a simple lie would suffice. "I… don't know how dating really works," she mumbled.

After placing a new wrap on his head, she met his smirk. "Really? That's it?" He shook his head and laughed softly. "I bet Rarity could've helped you with this."

"She's pretty backed up on dress orders," Twilight laughed weakly.

Strong scratched his chin, then an idea popped into his head. "Well, maybe I could show you," he chuckled. "There's nothing for me to do anyway, so maybe I could show you!"

Twilight blushed profusely. "No no no no no no!" she laughed briefly. "That's not necessary!"

"Come on! I'll have you making stallions putty in your hooves!" he laughed, wrapping a foreleg around her. "You already have all eyes on you! Now you just need somepony to help you!"

"No!" she shouted. "Strong you can't-"

"Twi, c'mon!" he laughed. "Just try it. For me?"

She glared at him, but he gave her that same smooth smile. He wasn't about to let this slide, both of them aware of the fact. Twilight sighed, a bit of pink flushed onto her cheeks.

"Fine."

"Yeah! That's the spirit!" Strong laughed as he shook her lightly. "Alright. We'll have a practice date. I'll show you everything I know about how to get a stallion to be your lap dog! 8:00 sharp, Madame Twilight!"

It was 7:57, and Strong waited at the bottom of the steps for his "date." He slicked his mane back, and wore a modest amount of cologne. And took a shower, just to make it as real as possible. He glanced at the clock, arching a brow as it read 7:58.

Where is… she… Celestia's cheeks.

Twilight flipped her mane to the side as her sparkled dress flowed behind her, an intentional tear giving a shy view of her thigh and cutie mark. His jaw dropped as he gazed at the completely changed mare. Hot was an understatement, more like so damn sexy and arousing even Spitfire didn't hold a candle to her in that flight suit of hers. His eyes widened as he saw the makeup giving her normally cute face a touch of seductiveness and beauty beyond the mares he'd seen.

She stopped just in front of him, a slight blush forming when she saw his dumbfounded expression. He looked pretty handsome too. More so than she was used to. His mouth closed and he cleared his throat, laughing weakly.

"Is it too much?" Twilight nervously asked.

It took a moment for him to realize he'd been asked a question. "Uh… ahem. Maybe for a first date," he smiled sheepishly. "But… where'd you even get something like… this?"

She blushed with a giggle and looked off to the side. "Rarity gave me a magazine about fashion." She brushed a lock of her brushed mane to the side, almost sensually. "I followed Scarlet Flash's details to the letter. I-I don't think it suits me."

He could smell perfume, stimulating her appearance even further. "What are you talking about?" he laughed. "You look ho-! I-I mean… you look, really really pretty."

The other word caused her to blush strongly, but she cleared her throat and stood fast.

No turning back now, I guess.

"So, what are you gonna teach me?" She asked nervously.

Strong shook from his stare and returned to their original task. "Right! Okay, ahem, so I'll act like I'm coming to pick you up and take you to dinner," he began. "So, you don't wanna come off as too strong or too shy. When I knock, you want me to be nervous about seeing you. You've got the looks, so now you just need to show faith in me, like I'm the stallion of your dreams!"

She rolled her eyes, and he laughed. "Alright, Poneo," she smirked. "Go outside."

Strong saluted and trotted out the door. Giving Twilight a second to get ready, he knocked on the door twice. "Just a second," she called.

Nice. Almost like she's singing. Alright, let's see how she does.

The door opened after a few minutes, and Twilight leaned sexily against the door, her eyes half-lidded. "Here already?" she teased.

Damn, I'm a better teacher than I thought!

"Alright, good!" he smiled. "Now, follow me."

She closed the door behind her as she walked beside him. "Wait, we're really going to a restaurant?" she asked.

"Of course not!" he laughed. "This is the part where we walk together and chat. Y'know, small talk!"

"Oh, I see." He suppressed a smirk as she teleported a scroll beside her and some writing tools.

"Twilight, this isn't something you can memorize," he said, pushing the scroll aside. "Not every stallion falls for this act. So you have to adjust. If you walk a few blocks and nothing's been said, then odds are it's awkward for the both of you, and everything crumbles from there. If he doesn't talk, you talk. If you don't talk, he'll talk."

"Got it," she nodded.

"Shall we?" She giggled and walked past him, walking around the side of the library. "So, how's your day been?"

"It was nice," she sighed. "It was longer since I couldn't see you."

Good! Good!

He kept silent, even as they rounded past the door. "So what do you do?"

There we go!

"I work at a welding shop," he mused. "Y'know, tools, a few chariots for Celestia at times."

"Oh really? You know, I've actually tutored under the Princess."

"Wait wait wait," Strong said. "No disrespect, but saying that to a stallion would likely make him hesitant. Remember, you're showing that it's just you and you alone. Have faith in him."

"Right. Sorry," she nodded. They resumed their walk, deciding to move to another topic. "Have you ever been to this place?"

"A couple of times," Strong shrugged. "Don't worry, I'm sure you'll love it."

Strong moved closer to Twilight, causing her to gasp.

"When they make this move early, it means they just want a quick lay," Strong warned. "You have to keep a short distance, but do it casually. He'll see you don't want that, and it could end up in one of two ways."

"Okay," Twilight said. "The stars are beautiful tonight. And the moon is so bright!"

She shied away from him, slowly and nonchalantly. "Yep, Princess Luna must've gotten up early," he said. "Guess we're here!"

They went back inside, heading straight for the kitchen. "How are we going to fake a restaurant?" Twilight questioned.

"Just come on," he said. "Okay, so you'll have some more small talk before you wait. And make sure you don't strain his bits, even if he says it's okay."

Twilight nodded, then gasped as she looked upon the meal before her. Lasagna with cheddar cheese and lavender and orchid filling. As a side: lettuce, tomato, beets and peppered with salt, a weird sauce, and garlic. The steaming meals reached her snout, and she could practically feel herself drooling.

"This is amazing!" Twilight exclaimed. "Where'd you learn to make something like this?!"

Strong grinned arrogantly as he held her seat open for her. "Did I tell you my Ma was Prench?" he mused. "Taught me and my brother and sister how to speak it, and cook some food from her home."

Twilight scooted forward and took a deep whiff of the banquet. "This smells delicious!" Strong nodded and dug into his food, fork and knife first.

After a few bites, and some sips from their "wine", Strong crossed his hooves and moved the plate to the side. "So, this is the part where he tries to see what you like, what you don't, and basically get a feel for you. If he asks a few that aren't very general, he's looking for a quick lay."

Twilight nodded, then pushed the salad aside. "So what does a welder do, mostly?" Twilight asked.

"Well… um… damn it Twilight, I'm not that good!" They laughed for some time before moving on to other usual topics. Mostly about her time in libraries, her favorite activities, and Strong was surprised by some.

Not only did she like reading, but she was also interested in window shopping and sun sets. She also liked looking at the new night sky, even without a telescope. The more he learned about her, the more he was reminded of his brother and sister, Silver and Blossom. She sound more like Blossom, but her passion of jazz and some classic violin and cello sounded a bit like Silver. He was always pretty calm, and Blossom liked to get a little adventurous.

Once their meals were finished, Strong led her back outside, where they began their walk "back home". "Alright. The walk back is the most important part," Strong said. "We'll have more chat, mostly about the restaurant, and a bit about how much you liked it."

They rounded the library for a second time. "The dinner was great," Twilight smiled. "Thank you."

"Anything for you," he nodded. Though she knew this was being staged, she couldn't help but blush. "It's a favorite of mine. Did you see the ponies across from us?"

She raised a brow questioningly, then nodded as it finally came to her. They went on about the nonexistent couple that had a stallion with a terrible mane style, a big snout, and a mare with old-fashioned hair and way too much makeup. Even as they rounded the library a fifteenth time, they went on about the other couples, about some of Ponyville's newest sights, and a little teasing here and there. The more she opened up, the more she seemed like somepony he could relate to.

His left hind leg, however, was wearing out from the continued stroll around the tree. He stopped in front of the door, gesturing for Twilight to stand in front of it. "Okay. So when you get here, this, is the moment of truth."

He stepped closer, and Twilight felt her heart jump for the second time that night. "Wh-What do I do now?"

"If he asks you to come in, he's definitely looking for sex," Strong told her. "No matter how it comes out… well… if it's shaky and he stutters, consider it. But only if you're okay with it. If he stares at you, smiling like an idiot, it means he's not sure whether to say goodnight or kiss you goodnight. If it's like that, invite him in if you feel content, or wait till next time."

He guided her inside, and they sat down on the couch. "Alright. The dress is too formal, so you might want to go change," he said.

Twilight nodded and quickly trotted back upstairs. She came down in a while, her dress being discarded and her mane being brushed to its usual self. But she didn't take off the makeup. She sat down beside him, and he gently wrapped a hoof around her shoulder. Twilight felt her heart skip a beat as his strong foreleg flexed against her neck. He smelled… nice.

He really went through the trouble of helping me.

She pushed the thought aside and paid attention. "Okay, so cuddling might be a good way to go," he smiled. "You'll talk about some more personal things, and a bit of laughs for both of you."

And that was what they did. They made up all sorts of ponies they both knew, sharing embarrassing stories about themselves and even some of their own personal ones. He couldn't get over the fact that she actually made her brother, who was Captain of the Royal Guard, do a silly girls' dance in front of his marefriend. What was equally as amusing was when he was little and he got stuck in a tire swing that he and his brother and sister made. It took their father four magic spells to wriggle him out of there. Strong glanced at the clock, which read 11:18.

"What's wrong?" Twilight giggled, very much enjoying their pretending.

"Okay. So by now… you'll both be tired," he yawned. "See?" Twilight laughed softly, moving closer to him. "Now, you still have two choices. End it right here, and send him home with a smile, or give him the golden ticket."

He pulled her just a bit closer, staring right into her deep, violet irises. "S-So… do I kiss him?" she quivered, feeling the full extent of his muscular body.

"Only if it's what you want," he whispered. "You go in slow, giving him the okay, and he'll be waiting… right here."

She could feel his breath blowing across her quivering lips. Twilight did her best to suppress a shiver, and she blushed madly as he closed his eyes, parting his lips slightly. She moved forward, unsure of how close to actually go. She breathed in his smell, her senses going wild as the touch of his lips were so close she could just imagine what they would feel like.

Strong was doing his best to keep it platonic, but the inviting presence of her muzzle just a centimeter from his was much too difficult to ignore. Her breath overpowered the masculine smell of his, and the perfume swam through his nostrils once again. He was doing his best not to pull her closer and just do it. He was just teaching her, nothing more. She needed to learn how to go out with stallions. She was just a-

"-!"

Strong's eyes widened as Twilight's lips made contact. At first it was subtle, but she pressed harder into him, her horn brushing into his mane. This was supposed to be pretend! Not that she was a bad kisser or anything… and the best way to learn was through hooves-on experience. That was the point of this exercise… so it wasn't bad if he showed her the ropes? Right?

Twilight's tail flicked excitedly as she felt him push back. She tilted her head to the side, going deeper into the kiss. Strong's other hoof caressed her cheek caringly, and Twilight wrapped her hooves around his broad frame. She was careful to not touch the burns as she stroked his mane gingerly. His tongue prodded at her lips, and she moaned into him as his muscle worked its way into her.

Years of seeing all kinds of mares made his techniques refined. He gently stroked the sides of her own tongue, occasionally allowing her to explore his own mouth. What she lacked in experience, she made up for in enthusiasm. Her leg draped over him, and his foreleg moved to run down her back. She rocked on top of him, tilting her head to the opposite side as he did the same.

Strong's mind was lost as everything about Twilight's slim, curvaceous body sparked his interest. He'd been with curvier mares and thicker mares, but Twilight's modest body and supple flank appealed to him. Her tongue began rubbing against the roof of his mouth, eliciting a small grunt from him. Strong countered by flicking the tip of her wet muscle teasingly, and he relished in the shudder she responded with.

Their mouths separated, a strand of saliva connecting the two, as the need for oxygen overid their growing lust. They lost their gazes to anywhere but the other's eyes. Hoarse panting was the only thing audible as they watched each other with flushed faces.

"H-How was that?" Twilight panted. Strong wiped his mouth, chuckling nervously.

"Th-That was… pretty good," he gulped. "Y-You're sure you haven't done this before… Twilight?"

She giggled softly, her face flushing even brighter as she realized where she was. "I-I-I… it's like… I said," she stammered, doing her best to ignore her position. "N-Never dated… before."

Strong was curious to her eyes darting down then back to him. When he looked down, his eyes dialed down when he noticed she was sitting on his lap. "S-Sooo," he quickly said. "Good job, Twilight!"

She nodded sheepishly, clambering off and smiling nervously. "Yeah! Thanks!" she forced a smile. "I'll, just head to bed then!"

As he stood up with her, they bumped muzzles, each of them freezing right after. "Uh, g-goodnight, Twi," he nodded hastily.

"Yeah! Night!"

She galloped up the steps, wiping away the eyeshadow and blush she applied. Slamming the door shut, she trotted shakily into bed and covered herself.

What had come over her? One minute she was being taught, the next she was practically straddling him! His muscles did feel nice, and his mouth had to be the most wonderful thing to ever touch her own lips but… That wasn't the point!

The burning between her legs wasn't helping. She tried blocking out the thoughts of Strong's masculine chest, and the feel of his tongue making her head go in circles. Her hoof absentmindedly slipped under the covers and slowly rubbed circles over her dripping slit. Suppressing a moan with a hoof, she thought back to the couch, and her imagination elaborated from there. She could imagine them slobbering like lustful beasts consumed by their carnal desires. He'd lay her on the couch, bury his muzzle into her needing marehood and just give her the tonguing of her life.

Twilight bit harder on her hoof, her other starting to rub against her clit. She whimpered quietly as she rubbed harder, imagining Strong's mouth roughly pulling and pushing on it. She'd have her hooves on his head, begging him to go deeper and lick her dry. And when she orgasmed for the first time, he'd be hard as ever and gently ask her for permission. Twilight moaned louder than she expected as her hoof slipped back down to her slit, just passing her nether lips.

His rock hard member would slide along her entrance, teasing her like the idiot he was. Then she'd moan as his head pushed past her lips and plunge into her. She would scream his name as he pounded her for all she was worth, groping her flank and planting kisses and nibbles on her neck and ear. She'd wiggle her rump as she pushed back, hilting him inside of her. His whinny would be music to her ears, and she'd find herself getting rammed by his elongated cock. After fucking and getting sweaty and close, she would slam her hips down and moan as his balls slapped against her and emptied into her soaking pussy.

"Strong!" she moaned into her hoof.

The flood of cum splashed over her hoof and onto the sheets beneath her. Her back arched as her walls clamped down on her hoof. She stayed that way as she rode out the throes of her orgasm, throwing her head back and panting loudly. Her hoof came up to her mouth, which she licked absentmindedly. Sweeter than she imagined, but Strong would enjoy it.

She drifted off to sleep, a content smile hanging on her lips.

Author's Note

I'm baaaack! My first clop fic, as you know or maybe not, so I did my best with sensuality. Wonder how the sex will come out. Anyways! Remember to like, fav, comment, and have an awesome (or satisfied) day or night!