Fuedal woke up slowly, lifting his head off Death Petal and looking around the room. It was a nice place he had to admit, but he felt a little sore from having to sleep on the floor. He got up, intending to at least make them some breakfast, until he felt something grab his tail and pull him back. He turned to see Death Petal staring at him, licking her lips as she dragged him back over.

“Where do you think your going hot stuff?” she asked, her voice full of lust as she flipped him onto his back and climbed on tip of him.

That was when he caught it, the same smell he had caught when he had first arrived, and his eyes widened in shocked as he tried to get up. “Petal, you’re still in heat!”

“Yeah, weird isn’t it, didn’t that book say all it took was one go and our heat was over? Still though, might as well enjoy ourselves.”

“But this doesn’t make any sense,” said Fuedal, his eyes drifting till he spotted the cauldron. He remembered see her standing over it when he arrived and his mind couldn’t help but start putting together pieces. “Petal, what is that?”

“Oh that, that is the potion I make to repress my heat cycle, I’ve been using it for a really long time, almost eleven years now, though it didn’t work today for some reason, not that I’m complaining.”

Suddenly Fuedal bucked her off, causing her to growl as she watched him head for the door. “What the buck was that for, can’t you see I need this, now get your ass back here and buck me!”

He froze, for that had not been a request, she had said it with the force of a command. Again he felt his instincts betraying him, his mind focusing on the command and attempting to force him back into the room and follow her word. He turned back, looking at her as he spoke. “Look hon, I…I know how you’re feeling, believe me I do. But this may be something bad, and I want to double check on my books at home to be sure…I’ll be back soon ok.”

He waited, praying to the sisters that she would see reason, and sighing when she nodded her head. “Just…just hurry back ok…I really need you right now.”

He nodded, and then took off out the door, taking off in into the sky as fast as he could.

* * *

Fuedal landed outside the library moments latter, opening the door and then stopping when he saw who was inside.

“Princess Twilight, what are you doing here?”

“I used to live here,” she said as she examined the library, “I see you’ve changed things though, and…what the buck is that smell?”

“Sorry, I kinda came over here in a rush,” said Fuedal, running past her as he started to examine the books.

“Fuedal, you smell of sweat and sex, what the buck have you been doing, and are those…bite marks?”

“Uh…yeah,” he said, his hoof holding a book as he turned to look sheepishly at her.

“Ok mister, sit down and explain to me what’s been going on, now!”

“But but…”

“Ehem?”

“Yes Twilight…”

She smiled, watching as he went over and sat down on the couch. She walked in front, pulling up a chair and examining him closely. “Ok, who was it, I swear if it was one of my friends you are so…”

“Twilight relax, it was none of them…it…it was somepony else, and before you ask it was totally with her consent.”

Twilight nodded, “ok, but who was she, was it somepony I know?”

“I…I’m not sure, um…have you ever met a pony called Death Petal?”

Twilight’s eyes widened, “the alchemist, wow, good catch Fuedal. So how did you two meet?”

“um, not that I don’t want to be rude Twilight, but right now I have to be quick, I just left her place while she was in heat, so I have to hurry before she comes looking.”

“She’s in heat, why the hell are you here then, shouldn’t you be rutting her into a wall or something.”

“I would be if I wasn’t worried she wasn’t in trouble, you see she was in heat yesterday, so she shouldn’t be in heat today. Now I found out she has been taking a potion to repress her heat cycle…”

“Wait, did you say potion?”

“Yeah, yeah why?”

“How long has she been taking this potion?”

“She…she said about eleven years.”

Twilights face seemed to go pale at this news, “oh dear, I do not envy you.”

“What are you talking about?”

Twilight sighed, “Potions designed for that only make the next heat cycle worse, making it last longer with each cycle repressed. If Death Petal has been taking that potion for eleven years, then I’d wager you got about ten more days of rutting to do before her heat finally stops.”

All the color drained from Fuedal’s face, “eleven days! One day was tiring enough, how the hay am I supposed to last that long?”

Before she could answer there was a knock at the door, and then a voice sounded from the other side, causing Fuedal’s panic to return.

“Fuedal, Fuedal are you in their?”

He turned to Twilight as a scratching came to the door, grabbing her by the shoulders to get her attention. “Twilight you need to get out of here now!”

“What, Fuedal what’s going on, isn’t that Death Petal outside?”

“Yes and I will explain latter but right now you need to go, your in danger here.”

“In danger, in danger from wha…”

The door suddenly smashed open, interrupting Twilight as she turned and gasped. Fuedal turned to look as well, and couldn’t help but gulp at the sight, for standing silhouetted in the doorway was Death Petal, her wings outstretched and her glowing red eyes locked on Twilight as a menacing catlike hiss escaped her throat, and then she pounced.

Author's Note

Finally, had this part of the story planned forever and I finally got it done. As always I hope you all enjoyed the chapter, and If you guys have any questions or comments please drop them on by, I love hearing from all of you.