Hunt and Be Hunted

Lyra jumps on the table singing and playing her harp to a drinking song she just made up.

I flushed as she proceeded to try to make out with me; normally I would welcome it but one we're in public, two she's drunk and third we're supposed to be looking for a Dicord-something-or-other and having no luck.

I nipped her lip and she frowned before going back to drinking; she get's a little too excited when drunk.

Normally I would be perfectly fine with her drinking but we aren't even in Ponyville; we're in Manehatten and I think it's gotten to her head or maybe it was just because Octavia had us checking the bars.

The worst part of this is I barely have a buzz and I've already drank twice as much as Lyra; at first I had thought someone was spiking her drink but I could tell any difference when I took a sip.

My mind wanders to my candy shop back in Ponyville; I hope the Cutie Mark Crusaders are handing it well, especially with Pinkie Pie about to throw a party for Rainbow Dash.

I went wide eyed seeing Lyra about to tackle somepony from behind; if I hadn't bit her tail and pulled her back it could have been a disaster.

She landed on top of me and then planted an extremely wet and messy kiss on my lips; she was in a fit of lust and rubbing against me.

I was eventually able to push her off of me the crowd not helping any just egging Lyra on.

I forced her to sit on her hunches and started to put my notebook into my saddle bag; asking for anymore information wouldn't happen while Lyra was drunk.

"Miss would you happen to be Bon Bon?" I was stunned a bit but nodded "from Ponyville?" again I nodded starting to pull Lyra up "I just want to thank you for the quality candy that we buy from you to sell at our store.

I was biting Lyra's neck and dragging but through my mouthful I said it wasn't a big deal and when she asked to walk with me for a bit I didn't disagree and shortly after we were walking down the streets talking; thankfully Lyra had calmed down enough to walk, a little to close but better.

"Me? Well my friend is working at a club here for a month or two and we're just here for support" she asked who was working my candy shop while I'm here "a few close friends who I trust to run the store."

Before we parted ways she had asked for my autograph; I was stunned at that but gave it to her anyway.

I started to apologize franticly while blushing silently cursing Lyra at the same time; she had vomited on the poor mare's hooves. She hadn't seemed to mind and just left.

I dragged Lyra inside by her mane annoyed and she whined when I made her stay in the bathroom by the toilet; while waiting for the others to get back I passed out.