Tea for you.

Luna cleans off her lady part while I did some finances in bed. Quite sexy I know, but tax season is on fast approach and I'll be damned if I have to do any of the work on the last minute. As I do calculations involving my last month's profit, I am unsure of what to feel regarding the use of my.........seed on the princess. She seemed calm and collective about the matter. I was a tad worried I ha overstepped some line and she was cover up her true feelings.

"Carry the two...." I whisper as I write a few digits on a note pad.

"Black Stripe?" Luna says attempting to get my attention away from the numbers in front of my eyes.

I look up at her with a faint smile. The whole experience of sex between us has been making me feel more intimate with the princess. I feel more comfortable around her. "Yes, Luna."

"I quite enjoyed what we just did." Luna says as she jumps into the bed with me.

She lifts the covers and moves her body beneath. Then moves closer to me and rests her head against mine. I feel kinda uncomfortable, but then again I'm always nervous with physical contact if it doesn't involve the genitals. Luna looks at my figures on the notes and papers levitating around. "Taxes?"

"In all they're elegance and wonder." I respond sarcastically, trying to ignore my slight anxiety towards Luna's cuddling. She ran a hoof down my chest beneath the covers. She kisses my cheek; then begins to assist me with my taxes. How sweet.

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The two of us quickly fell asleep after we finished off the tax papers. As I drifted off to sleep that night my thoughts dwelled on my relationship with the princess. How would this effect our careers? Would I become known as the "The bookstore owner who is dating the moon"? Possibilities. Oh the possibilities of any aspect in life.

The morning started with a smell that one smells when a nearby dead cow is set ablaze. The smell had enough burning cow odor in it to wake me. I woke up on my back with my head halfway off the bed hanging over my dark green carpet. I lift my head and look at my king sized bed; the sheets were moved about and twisted in folded beyond their original spread out form. The pillows were near the top of the bed as they were. As I swiveled myself back onto the bed fully, I saw the bedroom door was wide open and I could hear the sound of sizzling in the kitchen. Somepony, I'm assuming Luna since she isn't in the bed, must be cooking. If not Luna then one of my customers wandered up and is trying to pay for books with food, and by customer I mean trespasser ,since the store is closed today.

I yawned and sluggishly got out of bed. I looked at my oak wood dresser, a square mirror was mounted on the wall above it. My mane is a complete mess, not that I care in the slightest, but whatever. I walk towards the door with the speed of a zombie-pony without legs. Once I was in my kitchen I look to my right towards the stove and see Luna with her mane tied back in a tight long tail. A few beads of sweat drip down her face as steam from the stove top heated the air in front of her.

She looks away from what she's cooking and her eyes widen as her mind registers me. "Good you're up!"

I groggily lawn again and ask " Whatcha making?"

"Something I got up north on a recent visit." Luna says. "I've had at least two or three each week since. The locals called it a 'Flap....jack.' I prefer 'Pancake' though." She says with a large smile towards me.

"I've never heard of them." I say looking at the brownish-white batter in the pan. "Does it taste better than it looks?"

"Yes, especially with syrup!" Luna says excitedly licking my cheek.

I look at her and nervously smile. "Do you intend to eat me or the pancakes?" I ask jokingly.

She shrugs "I'm not quite sure which myself. I guess theres an equal chance I'll throw you on the oven as well." Luna says jokingly, then she laughs and kisses my cheek. "I'm only kidding. You must forgive my sense of humor, it's a thousand years out of date." She says grinning at me, then looking back to her pancake.

She had one of my larger pans filled with the batter. It is semi-boiling right now in it's liquidy state. She stirs it around a bit with one of my steel spatulas. "It'll be done really soon." Luna says stirring it around counter clockwise in the pan.

"How soon?" I ask feeling my early morning stomach groan out of anger with my current status of not-eating.

"Twenty minutes?" Luna guesses as she stirs the batter one last time. "Maybe plus five for a cool down." Luna says as she leaves the pan and walks to the parlor. "The oven will shut off in twenty minutes, let's give it five to cool down."

Luna levitates a book from one of my shelves and hops up on the "L" shaped black leather couch opposite from the entrance door. "You have quite a collection of sci-fi. I've never read this one, which is a tad strange."

"Which one is it?" I ask as I come over and hop up next to her.

"'Battlestar Pegasus'" Luna says.

"Ah....the crew of the Pegasus defending Equestria from the robotic threat of the Changlons." I say remembered the three times I'd read it.

"Mmmhhmmmm." Luna says as she delves into her new found reading.

I levitate a book over to me and begin reading as well. Twenty minutes to kill.