Young Love Is The Tastiest

Cloud Chaser was having a good Heart and Hooves Day, as she has spent about five hours of it on a date with a nice hunky stallion.

Spending what felt like another hour or so being roughly fucked by said stallion on a high cloud over Canterlot was pretty nice, too.

She knew that Thunderlane was a bit of a daring guy, but she didn't actually expect him to agree with her idea of doing the deed in a place where anyone could see them. But she liked him a little more for it. He was a keeper.

He knew what he was doing with that stick of meat between his thighs, if anything.

He also agreed to talk dirty to her, but Cloud Chaser was under the impression that he thought that 'talking dirty' meant being rude.

"Damn, you're loose." he half-breathed when he readjusted himself behind her, pausing so he could speak clearer to her. "I knew you went down south a few weeks ago, but did you have to fuck all the buffalo?"

Cloud Chaser spat out the chunk of cloud she was biting on and craned her head over to look at the dark coated stallion, who, for his part, looked remarkably apologetic. Her face was red, both because she was that close to squealing when he entered her and because of his little remark. Really, two buffalo wasn't too many, right?

"Oh, no, just two big guys. Twins, actually. Landmass and Earthrazer. I could tell you about them right now, if you want, 'cause I'v been having to think about them this whole time so I wouldn't get bored."

Thunderlane was speechless for a few moments, eyes wide and mouth open like a flytrap. Cloud Chaser wiggled her rump a bit, and she grinned when she felt Thunderlane squeeze both cheeks.

"Well, that explains why I'm having trouble feeling anything back here. Did the Wonderbolt's fly through back here in formation earlier?"

Cloud Kicker's face went a shade redder, this time out of mild embarrassment.

"Like you've had better." she replied lamely.

Thunderlane rolled his shoulders, like he had gotten any since after high school until now, and gave her a little questioning look.

"Really, huh? Make's me wonder if I should've asked out you're little sis."

Cloud Chaser's eyes went wide with shock, and she rolled her eyes, trying to brush the comment off. He wanted to talk dirty, huh?

"You want a tighter plot? Go ask you're little bro, pretty sure he isn't getting any."

Cloud Chaser's head was turned away from Thunderlane's, but she heard him sputter in shock. For a moment, she had the slightest inkling of fear that she went too far with that one, but she felt him dismount off her back after a few moments. When he spoke again, he sounded a little weak.

"Can we stop this, please? It's a little too much for me."

She felt a bit of regret at hearing just how utterly pitiful he sounded, the big pegasus on campus who had the personality of a puppy, and looked up from the cloud and nodded.

"Sorry 'bout that." she mumbled, looking straight at him. Not like there wasn't anything else to look at; it was miles and miles of clouds from here, and the closest fliers to them would probably be in Cloudsdale. "Really, though, you did great. Next time we do this, I'm up for whatever weird thing you want to do."

An uneasy grin spread over his face, and she knew that she wasn't getting away from what happened. She flapped her wings a bit when she reared up to stretch her back, hoping to get a sort of reaction from him. To her mild dismay, he wasn't as distracted by her legs as she thought he would have been.

"That bit, about the buffalo, was it true?"

She grimaced. "It was."

He knew that she wasn't exactly a virginal wallflower, but, now that she thought about it, he was probably one of those guys who liked to think of the mares they spent the night with as untouched territory.

"Oh." he said lightly, and nodded. "Uh, you're not, um, loo-"

She brought a hoof up to his mouth, and she just smiled a thin little smile. "Don't worry about it. What's done is done."

They both stood there on the slightly damp cloud, both reeking of sweat and sex. Thunderlane looked like he just went through a wind tunnel and Cloud Kicker realized that her tail probably looked like somepony had chewed on it at some point, and that pony would be right. Her mane probably wasn't in the best of shape, but then again, it looked better messy anyway.

"So, want to try the back door?" she said suddenly, hoping to change the mood. While he looked shocked, she saw a bit of interest in his eyes.

Suddenly, he looked panicked. "Get down." he hissed.

Her eyebrows shot up, and she smirked a little. "Is that a yes?"

"No, yes, there's a pony a few minute's flight away from us!"

Cloud Chaser's eye's widened slightly as she ducked down with Thunderlane into the soft cloud, hoping that the slight moisture she was feeling on her stomach didn't come out of either of them.

It took her a few moments to find the pony he was talking about, but when she spotted her, she let out a little gasp.

At first, she simply surprised she didn't notice her before, because even with the sun slowly dimming, the mare's shiny black coat stood out in the white cloud cover heavily. Then, after blinking a few times, she noticed that the mare had a very visible horn and a very visible set of wings, and her brain proceeded to flip out.

"Oh shit, is that Princess Luna!" she hissed to the stallion, who's face, while mostly hidden by the cloud at this point, showed the same sort of worried surprise as she felt.

"Uh, no! Luna doesn't have orange and purple hair, right?"

Cloud Chaser blinked, and looked at the mare with more focus. Indeed, her mane was a dark-ish orange, with thin stripes of what was some dark shade of purple scattered around in it. She was just sitting on a cloud, looking a little uncomfortable while doing so. Cloud Chaser wondered why such a decent looking pegasus would even be having issues even keeping themselves on a big cloud like the one she had gathered under her until she spotted her wings.

"She's a unicorn, probably." Cloud Chaser said quietly to Thunderlane, who was looking at her, surprised. "See her wings? They're not real. It's a spell unicorns can do. Saw a mare cast it in Cloudsdale."

"Oh." Thunderlane said, looking intently at the mare. "So, what's she doing all the way up here?"

Cloud Chaser didn't have time to reply, because her voice was caught in the back of her throat when she noticed that the mare had flown off her cloud and was heading towards their own.

Fighting the flight-or-fight instinct, she just bit her lip and tried to hide her head in the fluff, knowing that if she could see the mare, the mare could see her.

She had to bite her lip when she heard the slow sound of wing-flaps slowly increasing in volume, and she had to repress shrieking when she felt four hooves make slight dents in the cloudstuff a few feet away from her.

"Hello? Is anypony here?"

The mare's had a strange wispy sort of accent and sounded slightly pleading, and for the second time that day, Cloud Kicker felt another twinge of pity for another pony.

She felt the cloud shift slightly, and realized that Thunderlane had left his hiding place.

Feeling like the jig was up, Cloud Chaser did the same.

Seeing the mare up close, she realized that the mare was pretty. Leggy, but with a nice face and a tight little rump. Her eyes were a dark greenish color, and the false insect-like wings she had were the same color as her eyes.

"Oh, I thought I saw ponies." the unicorn continued, apparently turning to look at Cloud Chaser and Thunderlane from the same angle, "My name is Emerald Gleam. I am actually glad to see another pony up here today. I'm trying to get a good feel for Canterlot weather."

Cloud Chaser glanced at the mare's cutie mark -an oddly slit eye on a green background- and deemed that it was an appropriate name. She spotted Thunderlane looking at the mare's cutie mark too, but she had her doubts on whether or not he was just looking at her cutie mark.

"Oh, are you not from Canterlot?" Cloud Chaser asked, trying to not sound like she was annoyed by the mare's presence, which she was.

The mare, Emerald Gleam apparently, let out a light giggly sort of laugh, like that was the funniest flipping thing she had heard all day."Trotslyvania, actually."

Thunderlane spoke up, apparently enraptured by the mare, either by her personality or her plot. "That's pretty far from Equestria."

Emerald Gleam gave the stallion, who, as Cloud Chaser realized, was just a hair taller then she was, a winning smile. "It is, but I must say, this city is quite worth it!"

Thunderlane let out a chuckle. "It is, I guess. Neither of us live here, we're from Ponyville."

Cloud Kicker scowled when she saw the puzzled look on the mare's face; she was probably some noblepony who wasn't aware that her hometown even existed.

But, before she could say something to that effect, she noticed something odd happen.

Thunderlane's face was slack, and Cloud Chaser thought she saw a bit of spittle on his face.

"Uh, Thunderlane?" she asked, before looking back at Emerald Gleam, hoping that she herself wasn't the only one to notice it.

Doing that was a mistake, as she immediately felt a wave of numbness assault her senses, like she was suddenly and quite acutely drunk.

When she heard Emerald Gleam speak again, Cloud Chaser thought she was going nuts, because she thought that her eyes were a brighter shade then they were before then she remembered and that her voice held a slight buzzing quality to them.

"Quite sorry about this, but this will be over quickly." the mare said apologetically to Cloud Chaser, as if Thunderlane wasn't right next to them, "this is always hardest the first time, but you won't notice it after a while."

Cloud Chaser tried to speak out, but acutely realized that maybe the mare's horn wasn't so crooked a few seconds ago and that her wings didn't look so real, and after a few moments knew she wanted to scream out "Changeling!", but she couldn't because the last thing she saw was the not-pony looking at her with something like eagerness before the world fell around her in a green-black haze.