The Wolf and the Unicorn

Over the next few days, the weird behavior of the deer stayed on my mind.  No animal had ever acted like that before, out of all my years of hunting.  As delicious as the meat was, knowing this soured the enjoyment of my meals.  Like all problems, they are oft forgotten though.

The weather had held on its cool and crisp pattern, dipping even lower at night.  If I didn't have fur, I would have started a fire in the fireplace.  It was nice to wake and see the tracings of frost dancing on the windows and the edges of leaves shimmering in the raising sunlight.  Most trees had taken on the golden coloring of fall, one of my favorite seasons.  Still today was a day I'd been looking forward to for a while now.  Little bit of work around the house, maybe a jaunt into town to see Anvil, a nap, and then Luna.  Hopefully she'd be in a fun filled mood, or at least a decent one.

I had this crazy idea to try to blend my religious magics and personal ones.  This was going to be an experiment that a certain purple unicorn didn't need to know about, but it seemed like the idea would work.  When I was healed, the crystals didn't really disappear, they just shattered into smaller and smaller bits until they were literally in my blood.  I grabbed that knowledge and ran with it.  Anypony would say this was an insane idea, but it had merit.  Just to be safe, I slapped the activation button for the houses wards before I went downstairs.  No need to accidentally blow up Ponyville after all.

Walking through my room, I disrobed as I went to make sure I was bare when I went into my workshop.  This was probably going to hurt a bit.  Flames flickered around my body as I descended the wooden steps, the rough grain feeling strange against my bare skin.  This would only work as a human.  Probably.  Either way this was going to hurt.  A quick tap on a gem set into the wall made my workroom burst into light.  Time to get started I guess.

Sitting on a wood stool while naked is certainly an interesting experience.  Still, what I was about to do was going to be even more demanding of my thoughts.  I placed my left hand onto the table as I grabbed my thinnest skinning knife.

A deep intake of breath.

This shit is going to hurt.

A quick exhale and gritting of teeth.

The sharp blade slid into the skin of my left hand, slowly tracing a circle around the gem imbedded in my palm.  My mind willing tiny flames to life just behind the blade, searing the wound into my flesh.  Small lines traced across my hand in blood and flames as I worked, slowly carving detail after detail into my flesh.  The room slowly filled with the scent of char and blood, but soon enough the first part was done.  To anypony it would look like a madman carving into his own flesh out of insanity or for pleasure, but I hoped this would work.  Sweat dripped down my forehead as I inspected the runes that now adorned my burnt and crystal infused skin.

Now all there was to do was test it.  I had an idea but it would hurt worse either way.  Still, a test is a test.  Upstairs I went, making sure to wipe off blood as I slid clothes on.  Thinking to myself "this really isn't a good idea" but still planning on going through with it none the less.  Before I knew it, the front door lay ahead of me.  A quick glance showed that the wards on the house were still active.  One simple tug on the door and I was outside.  This was going to hurt, and I knew it.

To keep myself from chickening out, I didn't think.  Spinning on my heels, I slammed my left palm into the wooden and iron door with all my strength.

"SON OF A BITCH!"

Ok, that didn't work.

After dancing around for a minute waving my hand around, I literally facepalmed when I realized what I did.  Some days I swear I'm a little "tardy" as Twilight puts it.  A quick thought and I could feel small flames flickering across the lines in my hand.

Time for round two.

Taking a deep breath, I planted my feet and shoved my hand into the door.  Immediately I could tell a difference in reaction as blue magic and flames spun around my hand, flowing towards it.

"Sweet!"

And then the magic fucking exploded.

I awoke to a certain blue Pegasus laughing her ass off.  Rainbow was literally rolling on the ground half saying that it was awesome and half crying that I blew myself up.  It was pretty awesome though.

By the time I explained to Rainbow why telling Twilight was a bad idea it was mid afternoon.  Too late to continue my tests if I wanted to have happy fun time with Luna later.  As I waved to the cyan blur leaving my yard, I shut the door behind me and headed to my bedroom.  Time for a nap.

The feeling of someone nibbling on my ear woke me up.  By scent and the feel of her in the room, I could tell it was past dark and Luna was here to say hi.

"What do you command of the Royal Slut, Princess?"

It was really hard to say that without laughing, but a smirk still ended up on my face.

"Why do you insist on using the nickname my sister gave you?  I find it less than...pleasing."

To press that point, I felt a pair of canines graze across the side of my neck.

I opened my eyes to see Luna as a human snuggled up next to me.  What caught my attention was the slinky nearly skin tight blue and black dress she was wearing.  Yum.  It showed *every* curve if you know what I mean.

"Sorry, um...what?  Wow...."

"You really are a master of words Hex," she deadpanned.

"So I did have a question though.  Are we officially...whatever we are?  Speaking of which, what exactly are we?"

A soft chuckle filled her throat  as she eyed me.  This was going to be a rough night, I could already tell.

"Well, officially you are my Knight.  You are ranked below the Generals, but above the Captain of the guard, but only report to myself and my sister.  There are some perks, but we can get to those later."

The way she was licking her canines was seriously starting to make me nervous.  At this rate I'm probably going to feel like a guy left in a room full of horny vampires at the end of the night.  Drained in more than one way.

"As for us, you are my consort.  Not less than special somepony, but more then a, how do you humans say it, fuck buddy.  There are protections there too, but this isn't exactly what I wanted to talk about tonight."

Stall for time dude... Think think...

"You know, at some point our magic will slip and you might end up getting bent over by a giant wolf, or anything betwee..."

Yeah this is going to be interesting.  Hand over my mouth, she pushed my head to the side and starting kissing and biting down my neck.

Then again, stalling was forgotten as she hiked the dress up and straddled me.  I could feel her magic trying to force my arms up near my head and onto the pillow as her hands worked to undo my belt.

"What is THAT?"

I looked up to see my left hand surrounded by blue flames.

"Oh yeah, that.  Working on protective magic"

The look on her face made me grin like an idiot as she realized that I wasn't as pinned as she thought.  One arm around her waist was enough to roll her off me and free myself from her bonds.

Of course, the moment I was on top my hands slid up the soft skin of her thighs, pushing the dress up as they went, only to put her hips on my shoulders as I kneeled.

I licked my lips as I looked down at my very tasty dessert.  Time to start this night in earnest and make the Princess of the Night see stars.

Thankfully nopony was near enough to hear the noises coming out of my cottage, or so I thought.