3. Dear, it's cold outside... *Mature Content Detected!*

I sip my coffee with a light grin as Luna breathes a sigh of relief. She seemed relieved; to accuratly put her relif into words take this simile: it's as if she had been trapped in a room with a bomb and she had cut the right wire, on a guess.

"You really don't know how nervous I was about this moment. May I come to that side of the table and sit a bit closer to you until my heart slows a bit?" She asks shifting a bit on her rump as she readies herself for my answer.

I don't hesitate as I say "Sure." I sip my coffee and take a bite of my warm donut as Luna rises, then moves over to my said. I offer her a bite of my donut by holding it up for her. She leans down takes a little bite then plops down on her rump next to me.

"Thanks." Luna says as she swallows the little bite of donut. "That's a very good donut. Remind to get a pack of those before we leave."

I nod as I take a large bite out of the donut.

"So.....what should we do now?" Luna says looking to me as she sips her coffee.

I down my coffee in a final gulp and instead of speaking. I wrap a hoof around her. I catch her grin at me and she hums. "Thank you, Black Stripe."

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Through the rest of the lunch we make small talk but the contents of which were uninteresting to say the least. Instead of returning to my shop we simply walked to the castle since it was closer and we'd probably shiver less since the taller structure offers cover from the wind. When we entered the castle Luna and I went to her bed room. The guards all gave me odd looks. One even thought it was necessary to apply his threatening warning to me: "If you make any sudden moves towards the Princess's rear, I'll rip something personal off of you.". Yeah, you touch me there....we'll see who gets what ripped off.

Anyhow, Luna and I were sitting in her room thinking of something to do...

Luna looks out a large rectangular window across the room from the fire place, a large pack of twelve donuts was sitting on the alicorn sized bed to her left against the wall. I'm sitting to the left hoof side of the fire place, poking at the fire with an iron poker while browsing Luna's book collection. Most, if not all, of her books had the "Black Books" logo on a little sticker at the base of the spine. It was a jet-black square with "B. Books" sketched in cursive. It appeared as if I was Luna's only source for new reading material. Sadly I had read everything on these shelves at one point or another when they had existed upon my shelves.

"Well, it's snowing. Quite a lot of it already, I'm afraid." Luna says grimly. She steps away from the window and turns to see me getting up to leave.

"I should probably head home before it starts to look like the arctic." I say as I began to slowly walk for the door.

I open it to only have it close before I can place a hoof outside. I turn my head back as far it would go to see Luna just out of the corner of my eye holding it closed with magic. I turn and state "I need to get through the door, dear."

Luna approaches, still holding the door closed and asks me with he most gentle and well, cute eye expression "Why don't you stay?" she asks reaching a hoof out, combing it through my mane.

My first thought is something like 'Oh sweet Celestia! What is she getting at?!'. As I speak out the next words I struggle to contain my nerves as they toss red flags at my brain like spears. "Well....I uhh....need to keep the store safe from looters. Ya' know those dang hoodlums and their dastardly ways!

Luna smiles a kind and caring smile. Tilting her head 30 degrees to my right and leaned a bit closer. "Dear, it's cold outside....." she gives my mane a second once over and then continues. "...you'll stay here. My sheets are top bit, we'll be warmer than any tropical summer day even when the temperature reaches the negatives. And your store is safe. You locked it and hid your key well enough."

I return her smile faintly and try one last time. "I really should keep my store in check. I...umm.....left my money safe open! Oh how stupid of me! I'd better get home before I'm robbed!" I say as I try to open the door. Suddenly, Luna lunges at me pulling my head towards hers. My ear inches from her mouth.

"Forgive me for being so.....rude about this.....but I......I need this. Now." She whispers. Her words sharper than any knife or dagger I've ever encountered in my many years in this world. She pulls me back, away from the door quickly. Putting our noses together, still pulling me away. I meet her seductive eyes with my panic-filled ones and she cracks off a clever line.

"You're quiet. Cat got your tongue? No? The Princess wants it. Bad." She says as she guides me to the bed. Our noses constantly pressed against each other. Her alluring eyes still eternally fixed upon mine. As she lifts me effortlessly and lays me on the soft velvet-like fabric of the bed. I'm on my back as she climbs onto me. Our bellies touching she looks down into my eyes and smirks. I hear the door lock. I gulp down a little bit of saliva in my mouth.

I'm shaking as she sits atop my stomach, stroking my face. I'm sprawled out, unable to stop her from bucking my body every which way she pleases. She was taking her time, however. Tenderizing her meat before cooking it. Or maybe adding condiments to her sandwich.....oh you get the point. Stop giving me that look I said "Condiments." not whatever you're thinking.

She runs her right fore hoof down my left cheek. Following my natural coat down in a vertical line segment. Going down my neck parallel to my wind pipe. Down my chest, just over my million-beat-per-second heart. She slows as her hoof glides over it, then stops and I can feel her examining my heart beat.

"You're nervous." She states, a sly smile dancing upon her lips. "You'll have to forgive me for me for doing this just minutes into our relationship. I've awaited an opportunity like this one for so long, so many sleepless night I could never bear to go into detail over. I would lay right here...where you are. Maybe with a nice romance novel; I'd replace the main characters names with ours as their steamy love enveloped them in that dirty dance of passion. Now, I sit atop the very item that generated those sleepless nights. Ready to pounce like a lion on the scared gazelle." She continues her glide. "Don't be scared or nervous my little gazzele. I have a feeling we'll both enjoy this." Passing my belly and going lower. Towards my stallion-hood. As I feel the soft touch of her on my most personal area I'm actually relieved. It's an intoxicating sensation to feel her soft touch on one of my sensitive body parts. I let out a sigh as she runs a hoof down the shaft.

She smiles at me as I let my head fall back and I relax. My heart beat slows slightly ,but stays at an elevated pace. I force my head back up to make eye contact with Luna. I see her smirk at me and catch a hint of anxiety in her voice "Bigger than I would have expected. I assumed the winter chill would have had you a bit smaller even after being exposed to the fire."

I meet Luna's alluring stare and she smiles wickedly at me. "Now the fun can begin." She whispers to me, taking me in a ginger kiss. I feel her tongue force it's way past my lips and explore my mouth. It's slimy, kind of like having a scale-less fish in my mouth, just it tastes...pretty good. The sensation of my tongue rolling against hers gives me some.....sexual satisfaction. It arouses and entices me. Makes me want more. As Luna kisses me her eyes shut and both of her fore hooves come up and wrap around my head. I'm tempted to close my eyes as well, but before I do, my eyes catch movement. I see Luna's tail and rump rise into the air above my erecting foal-maker. My eyes widen as I realize what she's preparing to do. Before I can say or do anything: she slams her groin down onto my John enveloping my part in hers. I see her cheeks go bright red and hear her give a hum of surprise, her face contorts as she enjoys it. She breaks our kiss.

Released from the kiss; I let out a long sigh as waves of sexual pleasure soar throughout my body. My entire body shudders as my groin sends a message to my brain. It wants more.

Before my pleasured mind can even begin to process the amount of desire that filled it, Luna pulled back, pulling my pecker almost fully out of her. As the first bit of cold air touches my shaft she slams down onto it again. I watch as she loses her composure and lets out a loud moan.

"Ahhh! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh...!" She breathless exclaims. "I-I've never done this before.....e-except with......ahhhh......artificial parrrrtttnnneeers." She says dragging out each word as she shakes violently. Absorbed by her own arousal just as much as myself.

"I'm you're first? What in the...?" I say when I'm able to sort-of compose "You're a thousand times my age and I'm the first? Wow. I'm n-n-n-not sure whether to be surprised, ar-ar-ar-ar-oused, or...what are you doing?" I ask as she plants her fore hooves on either side of my head.

"Shut up and just keep going, okay?" Luna says darkly, I must have touched a nerve.

"Sorry." I whisper. I pull her a bit closer to me and thrust into her. She lets out an echoing moan and pulls my head into hers, taking me into a slobbery kiss. I wrap my fore hooves around her torso and then thrust again into her body. She near-screams into my mouth as I pull back and thrust again. Soon we've developed a near song like rhythm for the thrusts.

Thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump.....thump thump......moan...........thump, thump, thump, thump......thump, thump........moan, moan.

After a few minutes of basic humping, Luna stops me as I reach an early climax. She uses magic to lift me into the air above the bed. As she did this my.....I've tried to vary my terms for pecker and use the wittier ones.....but my yogurt gun decided to fire. Sadly at my height above the bed it was able to get a bit of range and hit Luna in the face and mane. She let out a cry of surprise and must've swallowed some of it, because following her yelp-sounding surprise came a gulp and then a mass of coughing.

While hovering a foot or two above her I look down at the mess on her face. She's a mess to say the least. Unable to open one eye due to blockage, unable to open her mouth, or breathe in threw her left nostril.

"Not you're fault." She hums trying to keep her mouth closed. "This stuff tastes like fish."

Author's Note

Please due keep in mind. I am not much of a clop writer, but hope to improve as time progresses.