Author's Note

WARNING
this chapter contains descriptions of sexual acts. If this offends you, the acts shall be warned at the beginning by a red border instead of the regular color so you can just skip to the next black border. So don't go bitching about 'I wasn't told there was sex in this, I was reading it for the comedy.' Though I doubt people will be angry that there's sex in here.

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The Most Wonderful Night at the Gala

Chapter 11

The Most Wonderful Night at the Gala

"Are you sure about this," Chrysalis said, holding in her hand a small, ink black seed.

"You question my methods," Ishneel said, looking at the Changeling standing in his cave, "All you need to do is have your target to intake the seed, his relation with the seeds' host shall act out the rest of this phase." Chrysalis smiled and closed her fist around the small object.

"And you think he'll want me," She asked, a smirk her face, "He's exceedingly loyal for somepony who doesn't see her love for him."

"Well if your transformation ability fails," Ishneel replied, now standing near the mouth of his cave overlooking Canterlot and Ponyville, "Then his trust in your true form should suffice. He's let you stay in his home after all. "

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Allyn sat on his couch two days after his and Luna's birthdays, going over the cords on the songs he planned out for the Gala in three weeks. He already shared the songs, lyrics, and notes with Rim, Vinyl, and Octavia via picture chat, which he was glad Equestria had. Instead of using one of his guitars, he was practicing on Philosopher Stone, as he was calling the Keyblade Luna gave him as a gift.

With the combination of focusing on the cords while avoiding cutting himself on its mid-section blade, and having both of his earpuds in, he didn't notice Chrysalis standing by the stairs holding in her hand the object which Ishneel had given her to destroy the bonds between Ishneel's goal and the only pony who could defeat him. She walked over to Allyn, keeping both hands behind her back. When she was over his head, she lightly tapped his horn with her long, green nail. He unplugged one of his earpuds and looked up at her.

"Hey Chryssie," he said, "What's up?"

"I just was wondering something," She said, trying to act innocent, "You said that my appearance with normal pony skin tone was enough for men to hand over their love to me, right?" Her question caused Allyn to think back to when he told her that.

"Oh yeah," He finally remembered, "Back when we first met. Why are you asking about that now?"

Chrysalis stood over him as her ink black skin turned to dark tan.

"Well what about you," she asked, "Do you find this attractive? Or do prefer something different, something... added to it?" She ran two of her fingers down her cleavage, leaving Allyn dumbfounded.

"Whaaaat," Allyn drew out, covering his bleeding nose with one hand, "Are you trying?"

"Isn't it obvious," Chrysalis said, holding her thumb to her lips, "I'm seducing you." Chrysalis dove onto Allyn, giving his lips a companion that wanted desperately more. Allyn lied there for a second before pushing her off and quickly turning to sit on the other side of the sofa. Like a tiger moving closer to its prey, Chrysalis crawled over the arm of the sofa and closer to Allyn.

Chrysalis looked down at him, smirking, and lowered the straps of her skirt, first teasing, then exposing the dark chocolate nipples standing on the end of her large, inviting breasts. She leaned forward, using her biceps to squeeze them together, before leaning upright again and lowering the dress the rest of the way, kicking the clothing to the side.

Her hips drew the eyes, they fit her form perfectly and focused one’s attention on her body as a whole, much like a well-made spread at a buffet. Allyn was completely unsure where to focus his eyes, as appealing as every part of her body was. He sat confused and aroused as Chrysalis drew closer and closer to him.

She held her hand out as her horn began to glow, flicking her wrist and removing Allyn's belt. She lowered her hand and with so Allyn's pants, revealing his striped boxers and the tent being pitched near the opening. She leaned forward, kissing Allyn again. This time, Allyn almost didn't want to refuse. He felt something telling him to lay with her. He began to push forward with the embrace, Chrysalis' arms around his neck pulling him towards her.

Allyn broke away from Chrysalis as something in his mind began to scream at him. What sounded like his voice screaming at him to stop what he was doing, remember his feelings for Luna. He gripped his forehead in pain as the two feuding voice in head screamed at him; one telling him to continue, the other begging him to stop.

"What is it Allyn," Chrysalis asked, "Is it about your love for Luna?"

Allyn snapped into reality as he finally connected the dots of the large picture in his heart. He loved Luna. His heart and mind were telling him that what he was doing was wrong, the other voice faded away with his realization

"Perhaps I could make you feel better about this," Chrysalis said in a lustful voice, followed by turning her tan skin to rosy white and her sea-foam green hair to night-sky blue. Almost by pure anger, Allyn put Philosopher Stone's blade to Chrysalis' throat.

"Listen to me," he said in almost a demonic tone that brought pure fear to Chrysalis' eyes, "If you EVER take her form again, I don't care if you're the last of the Changelings, I will send this blade through your neck. Am. I. Clear!?" He noticed something in Chrysalis' eyes that he needed to check on. He stood up and put his pants on and walked away. "Never try this again," Allyn said as he latched his belt, "I... Need to check something."

He walked away, leaving the naked Chrysalis sitting on the couch, reverted back to her true form from fear. She rubbed her neck and thought on how both of his eyes turned into that black and red form they were after Allyn and Trixie's house warming party two weeks ago. While she managed to give the black seed to Allyn, she was kind of displeased that she didn't get to see if Trixie was right about Allyn.

"He couldn't have at least tried to feel these," Chrysalis said to herself, fondling her breast.

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Allyn, Trixie, and Alois sat on the train to Canterlot, Allyn and Chrysalis still hadn't talked about what happened three weeks ago. He was still thinking about his revelation about him and Luna, he knew she had feelings for him, but he eventually started to wonder if they were for him alone or if they were there because he reminded her of Nighting Gale. Trixie slapped Allyn in the chest to get his attention.

"Did you hear me," Trixie asked.

"I... uh," Allyn shook his head for a moment, "Sorry, what'd you ask?"

"I asked if this dress looks good on me," She asked, holding her arms out to reveal all of her Rarity-tailored dress. Her dress, an open-shoulder dress made of white and silver fabric, overlaid with a purple skirt and similar to as Allyn put it "The Ice Queen Elsa's dress." It was because of that similarity that he had insisted on braiding her mane to match the Disney Character's.

"You've been asking that since we left the house," Allyn laughed, almost wanting to say they were starting to sound like a married couple, "You look beautiful, you're sure to make every guy there look your way."

"Yeah," she chuckled out, "And I'd be surprised if you didn't get some looks from the mares there as well."

Allyn looked down at his tuxedo, cobalt like his horn, the silk fabric felt amazing against his skin and Rarity's last minute idea of transmuting, with Trixie's help, small diamonds into the fabric of his collar which gave off the appearance of stars in the sky was amazing. He then thought on how persistent Rarity was on him about cutting his hair to a more gentlemanly length and styling it, which after seeing its reflection in the window he had to admit looked pretty good on him.

"I told you to trust me, darling," Rarity said as she walked by in her white dress, completed with a multi-layer, purple and white offset skirt and purple boa, "That short hair is much better for you."

"I should have never doubted the fashion queen," he said with a chuckle, "By the way, Trixie. When we get to Canterlot, I'm going to meet up with Rim and them before we get into the Gala. If you and Alois wanna go with Twilight and her friends, then go right ahead."

"Sure thing," Trixie said, "Just don't be too long, you wouldn't want to keep the Princesses waiting would you?" She couldn't help herself from giggling slightly.

"Oh hardy, har, har," Allyn said, his arms crossed, "Laugh it up, apprentice, I'm one of the testers for your Alchemist exam coming up." The train's whistle blew as they approached the, now regular stop for Allyn, Canterlot Station. Allyn stood up and said he was going to wash up before he met up with his band mates.

The train slowly came to a stop and blew its whistle again, indication that it had stopped. Twilight and her friends, along with Trixie and Alois, stepped out of the train and were escorted to a series of elegant carriages to lead them to the Canterlot Castle's gates. The carriages opened their doors after the short ride and the seven ponies and two dragons walked to the large double doors of the castle, ready for what should be a rather boring night but acting like they couldn't wait to get inside.

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Luna sat in her seat in a combination of boredom of being at this event and anticipation for listening to Allyn play for this boring event, perhaps he could actually make this more interesting than how Sister makes this sound. She did admit that the dress that was picked out for her was rather comfortable, a simple black and dark violet, floor length, one-shoulder dress with a near embarrassing high slit up the side of her left leg that is mere inches of fabric away from revealing her underwear and cutie mark.

She was delighted when she finally saw Twilight and her friends walk in with Trixie and Alois, though she was slightly annoyed when Allyn didn't show up with them. When he eventually did show up, she felt like somepony had just taken all of her magic. His short, messed up mane, that handsome tux with gemstones shining like the stars in her mane, a guitar on his back, she felt like falling to her knees if she wasn't already sitting down.

He turned his attention from his band mates to her and giggled slightly. She looked over her shoulder slightly to see what was so funny. BY SISTER'S BEARD! She quickly tried to fold her stiff wings back behind her before anypony else noticed. As if the almost lewd dress wasn't enough to embarrass her, add to that a wing boner in front of all these fancy ponies and Sister.

"Your Highness," a soft, deep voice in front of her said, causing her to blush even more than she was already. She turned her head to see a folded, light gray coat with a familiar cross with a snake slithering around it and winged crown face up to her. She thanked Allyn and put the soft coat over her dress and wings.

"Wouldst thou like to dance," Allyn held his hand out to the Princess. She smiled and took the stallions hand, walking to the crowd of ponies waltzing to the orchestra as they played a highly energetic song that Allyn joked about sounding vaguely like 'A crossover between oriental music and a bad Western movie's soundtrack.' She listened closely but couldn't hear what he was talking about. They danced, ignoring the stares of the surprised aristocrats, until Vinyl frantically ran through the crowd and whispered something into Allyn's ear before he looked at the Luna and apologized for his early exit from their dance and ran off with the DJ.

"Hey," she called to Allyn, who was already half way cross the ball room, "Where are you going?"

"Gotta find Trix," Allyn said, "Last minute change in schedule."

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Trixie stood in the royal garden, admiring the sweet aroma the combination of flowers gave off. She was so engrossed in the flowers, she almost jumped out of her dress when somepony put their hand on her shoulder. A swift punch to his gut and her surprise visitor was on the ground, coughing.

"Oh shit, Allyn I'm sorry," Trixie said her hands to her mouth.

"Didn't you... GAH, hear my voice," Allyn said bent over on his hands and knees, "Listen." He stood up after finally regaining the wind Trixie punched out of him. "Tavi was eating and some food when down her windpipe, she's fine now but voice went out as she was coughing and we need another female vocalist," Allyn explained, "Come on, Trixie. You have one of the best voices I've heard, and you're the only other pony that knows the lyrics to the two songs Octavia needed to sing."

"But," Trixie started to contest, "I've given up my stage life."

"I'm not asking you to do one of your amazing magic shows," Allyn countered her argument, "You just have to sing not even two songs, then you can spend the rest of the night how ever you want."

"You," she said, slightly blushing, "You thought they were amazing."

He smiled and held out a thumbs up, "When you're not trying to show other ponies up, they are." She nodded her head and agreed to sing.

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Allyn, Trixie, Octavia, Vinyl, and Rim stood on the ballroom's stage, waiting for everypony's attention. Allyn started off by thanking everyone for coming to the Gala and thanking Celestia and Luna for hosting this extravagant event, which got a good amount of applause in return. He then introduced himself and his band mates, even introducing Trixie with the group.He started the first song by carefully plucking the strings on his Flamingo Guitar.

After a few notes, Trixie joined in with an hypnotic alto voice. Halfway through the first part of her lyrics, Octavia began the sweet piercing sound of the cello. After Trixie was finished singing, Vinyl and Rim finished the quartet off while Allyn went full throttle on the strings of the guitar. Rim worked the Taiko drum as hard he could while Vinyl played away at the grand piano.

The four ponies combination of music playing was a sight to behold, each member looking like they were playing harder than they had ever played before. The group slowed down for a second before going just as hard, if not playing even harder, before a turn in music. Not a second song, but something slightly different than what they were just playing, thus catching everyone's attention.

In a single motion, Allyn threw the guitar around his body, turning from a Spanish guitar into a reflective bright green Electric guitar. He plugged the guitar into the closest amp and began shredding away at the guitar like his life depended on it. Luna wasn't sure but it sounded like the guitar was almost... Singing? The way Allyn was playing each chord made the guitar sound like it was trying to speak.

Trixie ran her fingers thru her hair as Alchemic Reaction stopped playing for a moment before continuing. Trixie held onto the mic like she was being pulled away as she sang, Allyn slamming the strings after each verse. Allyn and Rim continued playing just as hard as they could as Trixie sang her heart out. At one point Allyn and Vinyl back up sang for Trixie. All five members stopped for a moment before Allyn and Trixie finished the last verses. All five of the ponies collapsed in exhaustion, panting as the crowd applauded at how hard they played.

"Damn," Allyn said, "Should have... had that 'n... go last."

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Rim sat at his drum set, taking a break after that first song. He still couldn't believe that Trixie chick had such a great voice to go with that amazing body, he was almost angry at Allyn for keeping that beauty all to himself. He slammed back a class of hard vodka before noticing Allyn looking confused by something.

"Yo, Al," Rim asked, "What's up?"

"Who are those two," Allyn asked back, sitting on the edge of the stage and pointing over at the two talking with Celestia and Luna.

"You mean Golden Voice and Discord," Rim said, "Haven't you ever seen them before."

"Bullshit!" Allyn said, snapping his head towards the drummer, "First, there is NO goddamn way Discord looks like Jim Carrey as Count Olaf from the movie form of 'A Series of Unfortunate Events.' Second, how the hell is Morgan Freeman here and why is he called 'Golden Voice?'" Rim was now wondering how many glasses of vodka Allyn just drank, for he had no idea who or what Allyn was talking about.

"Is that," Rim started to wonder, "Is that something from your world... Or are you that tired after that shitty first song?"

Allyn then remember that he wasn't a pony, and therefore any jokes that were made would never make sense to anypony. Allyn explained who this Morgan Freeman and Jim Carrey were and what the novel "A Series of Unfortunate Events" was. Just as Allyn finished explaining some things of his world, a strange presence greeted the two ponies from above them.

"Are you two talking about me?" a devious draconequus said, his head coming from a microphone stand where the mic should normally be.

"Hey Discord," Allyn said, his head tilted back to look at the being stepping out of the mic stand and brushing himself off.

"I heard you pulled off a bit of chaos of your own in dear, sweet Princess Luna's dreams," Discord said floating in the air on his stomach, his fingers interlocked with each other, "And you said the sweetest thing to her about her fear of returning to Nightmare Moon."

Rim could see how flustered Allyn was at Discord's accusation, but that didn't stop Rim from wondering if Allyn actually did the impossible and managed to enter the Dream Queen's dreams and change them. Allyn started to counter Discord but Vinyl cut in, saying that they had to get back to their performance for everypony.

Discord rolled his eyes, which creepily fell out of their sockets and bounced off the floor back into their sockets after he rolled them, and snapped his fingers, disappearing to be replaced with Trixie who looked around with confusion as to what just happened.

Allyn called everyone to their positions and put his guitar back over his shoulder before taping on the mic, gathering everyponies attention. Octavia sat out this song because her only part in it was singing, and without her voice she didn't need to be on stage with them. He pointed to Vinyl, who began the reverberating sound at the start of Allyn's next choice of song that the band was playing. His baritone voice sounded like a smoother copy of the original singer of this song, only not sounding like he had a bad cough with it. Rim began to beat his drums to the simple pattern the group had practiced at the same time as Allyn's strumming.

Allyn and Rim's voices joined together at the chorus to cause a storm of mares cheering for them. Rim looked over to Trixie and notice that her eyes were transfixed on him as he sang before realizing that Octavia's part, which for tonight was her part, was right up after them. Trixie's soft voice complemented the two men's voices as she sang. When she reached her chorus, Vinyl joined her for their half of the song.

After Vinyl finish that part of the song, Rim had a mini Drum solo before Allyn and Trixie's duet. As the song made it to the final choruses, each performer had their own verse to sing in the order of Rim, Trixie, Vinyl, and Allyn respectively before all four of them sang the last chorus in perfect harmony.

Trixie bowed to the attendees of the Gala before hugging the members of A.R and walking off stage as Octavia met her on the stairs and readied for the last two song for the evening before the band could mingle with the socialites of Canterlot.

"Thank you, thank you," Allyn said, "One more hand for our last minute stand-in female singer, my apprentice, the lovely Trixie Lulamoon." Trixie shyly waved as a single spot light shined down on her. "On now that our more Modern Rock songs are out of the way," Allyn continued after the applause died down enough for him to speak, "We can move onto our more... Refined music."

Octavia began to softly draw back on her cello as Allyn's baritone voice rang out. Rim's voice and Vinyl's voice and classical piano joined in after about minute of Allyn's singing to bring total silence over the entire castle. Allyn never took his eyes off the Princess of Night in her breath-taking dress, black lipstick, and hair done up in a bun with two needles to keep it up as he sang. Allyn held out his hand as he sang about breaking down the gates of heaven, as if he was making her a promise in the form if a song.

After the third song was finished, Allyn noticed that Luna was crying. She stood up from her seat next to Celestia and began to walk to the stage. Allyn knelt down to listen to what ever she wanted to talk to him about. She reached up to hold his face as she place a passionate kiss upon his lips.

"Luna," Allyn said, thinking back to what he had been thinking about since Chryssie nearly jumped him, "I need to talk with you. Somewhere private."

"Well, when you are finished here," Luna said, "Meet me in my chambers and we'll talk." She smiled before tilting Allyn's head down, kissing his forehead, and walking away.

Rim pulled him up and quietly asked him, "WHAT... THE FUCK... WAS THAT ABOUT?" The drummer smiled as largely as he humanly could as he asked his question. Allyn whispered what happened during his and Luna's birthday and why she just kissed him.

"You son of a bitch," Rim said, a colossal smile on his face, "Tavi, V, don't think I'm lettin' you two off for what y'all did on ol' Ally boy's B-Day. Now, let's finish this rat show up so the guy here can go get his gal."

Vinyl picked up a horn and began to blow into it as Rim jumped into his spot and started jamming away. Octavia played her cello in an up-beat style as Allyn copied the famous singing voice of Frank Sinatra. Allyn jumped off the stage half way through and began to dance around the ball room with Twilight, Celestia, Rarity, Trixie, Alois, AJ, Pinkie, hell he danced with Discord as he made his way to the large doors closest to Luna's chambers, not giving a damn about how well he was singing and sang however he wanted to.

He sang on top of tables, surfing waiter carts, did cartwheels and flips. He completely stopped giving a single fuck as the music took controll of his body. As the song ended, he turned to face the large crowd of people cheering him and his friends.

He snapped to attention, his arms out over his head and standing on his toes as he said his farewell to his audience, "LADIES AND GENTLE MEN, WE ARE ALCHEMIC REACTION! THANK YOU ALL FOR LISTENING TO OUR MUSIC, AND..." He gave a low bow for respect to the upper-class socialites, "A GOOD NIGHT TO YOU ALL." He turned and ran out the double doors, slamming them behind him.

Discord and Celestia stood together on the Ballroom's dance floor, each holding a glass of Champlain. Discord ran his finger around the edge of the glass before sticking his finger into the Champlain and pulling its normally liquid content out on his finger in a solid mass.

"That was certainly interesting," Discord said before drinking away the empty glass to nothingness and eating the Champlain like ice cream out of a cone.

"Indeed, my old friend," Celestia replied, drinking her Champlain like a normal pony would.

Discord held his arm out to the Princess, "Care to dance, like the old days?" Celestia took his arm and the walked towards the center of the dance floor.

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Allyn stood in front of Luna's door, thinking about what he wanted to ask her. The two guards against the opposite wall looked like they were beginning to grow tired of Allyn's stalling.

"Are you going in or not," one of the scruffy voice guards asked, finally tired of the wait, "You've been standing here for a good ten minutes."

Allyn took a deep breath and opened the door, closing it as Luna's voice asked. Allyn looked around for Luna, but she said to wait for a moment more from her walk-in closet by the way her dress was on the fl-

"Oooh," Allyn said as he made the connection when Luna stood in the doorway of what actually was her bathroom, nearly completely naked if it wasn't for her black lace panties.

"Now," she said is a lusty tone, twirling the end of one of the strands of hair covering her nipples, "What did you want to talk about?" It was at this second that Allyn was extremely glad he didn't make his OC a pegasus. Allyn shut his eyes and used his magic to hand her a towel, for what he wanted to ask her was in absolute seriousness.

"I-I know you loved Nighting Gale a thousand years ago," Allyn started, still refusing to look at Luna, "And I understand if you have feelings about how I look and sound like him, or... Even for me. But I need to know; if you do have feelings for me, are they for me or... for the me that reminds you of Nighting?" Luna pulled his hand from over his eyes, he could see the sorrow that always resided within her soul.

"You're asking me," she asked, "If I love you?"

"Its just," Allyn paused to sigh, thinking before saying anything so as not to risk his friendship with her if she didn't share his love for her, "What is said and happens next, depends on your answer." She pressed against him, their heart beats in sync with each other as is set by fate itself.

"Allyn," Luna started, "You are an intelligent, classy, handsome, funny, caring, able bodied, well-mannered gentleman. A perfect copy of Nighting Gale." Allyn could feel his spirit being broken as she spoke. "But you have your own form of intelligence," she continued, gently stroking his slightly stubbly face, "A musical taste that is the combination of the upper-class and modern pony, you can resolve any issue with words, and should that fail you will resolve it with your fist if you have to, you can be talking about the social standings of Saddle Arabia with one pony and have a completely different conversation about the hoofball game the other night not two seconds later. You are your own type of pony, your own type of man. Of coarse I love you, how could I not?"

He felt like a thousand tons had just been lifted off of his chest. He brought her head up to his, embracing her satin smooth lips with his. She slowly unbuttoned his tux as their tongues danced in each others mouths. As Allyn undid his bow tie, Luna broke away for a second.

"I," she tried to speak, "Also have to confess something. I was banished to the moon... Never knowing the embrace of a man, sexually."

"Then lie on the bed," Allyn said to her as he reached into his tux pocket, "I have something that might make this better for your first time." He walked over to Luna's nightstand and placed a small black and red box, connecting his Ipod and selecting one of his favorite songs. "Relax," He said turning to her, "We'll go slow to start. If you want to go faster, just say so."

He walked back to Luna's bed, where she sat on her side to expose her curved body to Allyn. He dropped his shirt to the floor as he crawled over her and began to kiss her, more passionately than they had ever kissed yet. He moved his hands from where they were holding her face, to the back of her neck, down to her shoulders, keeping one hand there as the other followed its path towards her back, buttocks, and up her thighs as she began to wrap her legs around his waist. She raised her hands and clasped them behind his neck. He reveled in the feel of her cool hands on his bare shoulders, then on his arms. He moved down to her neck and began kissing her softly, enjoying the way she gasped when his lips touched her.

With every kiss Allyn gave her down her body, Luna's pleasure grew and grew in her nether regions. Rational thought was no longer feasible for her. She lay there and concentrated on the effect his kisses were having on her, she was tingling with anticipation, wondering what he would do when he was finished kissing her. Her hands were on his shoulders, gripping him as he kissed her. Allyn held out his hand, and with the aid of magic, switching off the lights in her room leaving them bathed only in the moonlight that flooded through the windows.

Allyn's mouth found the base of her throat, then moved down to kiss around her collarbone. She gasped loudly, and he stopped, afraid he had crossed the line. He raised his head slightly to look at her, but she didn't tell him to stop. She didn't look upset at all.

"I'm," she tried to speak, though his foreplay was making it hard for her to even think straight, "I'm fine. Thy had j-just underestimated thyne... abilities after thyne birthday." she covered her mouth after realizing she was using her Old Equestrian speech to address him. He laughed lightly.

"Speakth to thee in foul tongue," he spoke softly to her, then brought his mouth to hers again.

Slowly, deliberately, he slipped his hand up her backside to her slender waist. Her fingernails began to dig into his shoulders, but he didn't mind. His hand moved farther up, and finally cupped her breast. She gasped and arched her back, her wings extending slightly, and she had to bite her bottom lip to prevent screaming with pleasure. He slid his hand over her breast, feeling the nipple harden under his palm, and she moaned softly. He lowered his mouth to kiss her neck again, then moved down, moving his tongue in circles on her skin as he did. When he reached a breast, he took a nipple in his mouth, and she moaned again, louder this time. He groaned as he felt her moving her hips back and forth against him, and moved to the other breast. He moved his mouth slowly on her sensitive nipples, wanting to make this last for her, and knowing that if he gave in now, it wouldn’t last for him, either. He felt her tense when his hand neared her panties, and he looked up at her.

“If thou wanth thy to stop, just giveth thee the command, and thy will,” he said softly. She knew he meant it, and he would stop if she asked. She shook her head slowly, and he maintained eye contact with her as his hand slid down over her flat stomach and beneath the fabric of her panties. He watched her bottom lip tremble as his hand moved lower and lower, until he felt the soft skin under the fabric. His hand slipped lower still, and she gasped loudly when his hand found her pussy. She closed her eyes and bit her lip, and he bent his head to kiss her bare stomach, trailing kisses over her belly button. He sat up and slid her panties off of her, then took his own pants off. He laid back down and began kissing her again, starting at her mouth, then her neck, breasts, stomach, and hips. When his mouth moved lower, she cried out, and grabbed his light green hair.

His mouth moved expertly, and she nearly cried out every time his tongue touched her. He enjoyed seeing her like this, uninhibited, and ready for him, only him. He licked her, his tongue falling into a rhythm that built incredible tension in her. She tasted absolutely heavenly, a sweet, almost sugary taste. His tongue flicked up to her clit and gave it an experimental flick. She moaned out loud again, taking that as a good thing he gently grazed his teeth over her now-sensitive clit. He tasted her inside and out and after a few more moments of his ministrations, he felt her body spasm with near orgasmic pleasure, she moaned out loudly and he slowly moved on top of her. He entered her quickly with one sharp motion, not wanting to cause any more pain than was necessary. She winced at his size, and he waited for her to give him a sign that it was okay to continue. When she opened her eyes and looked at him in wonder, he knew that she was ready.

He began to thrust slowly, trying to keep himself from getting too excited. He had to be careful, because if he wasn’t, he could lose all control, and that would only please him. He loved her, and he wanted to please her first and foremost. She held onto him tightly and moaned softly with every thrust. Her wings came up and wrapped themselves around them in a tight embrace. He licked her neck, then around her collarbone as he continued to plunge slowly in and out of her. He was hitting the deepest parts of her and he knew it was driving her crazy. She uttered a soft cry, and he knew she was close to the edge.

“Don't thou dare to stop, A-Allyn Flynt, don’t you f-f-fucking dare” Luna ordered him between moans. He nodded to her and continued to move inside her. He was gentle and made sure that she was getting as much out of this as she could. She felt his fingers trace down her stomach and begin rubbing her clit. Small jolts of electricity shot up her spine, and her wings twitched around them involuntarily. She was getting close and if the throbbing from his member was any indication then he was too. She felt him begin to move faster.

She moaned loudly, “Oh Allyn! Please, Thy am so close - I” but she cut herself off as she felt the ever fabled 'first sexual orgasm' wash over her. Her legs and wings twitched, she threw her head back and moaned his name into the night as she came, her muscles tightening over his cock. She felt as a torrent of Allyn's seed entered her womb. After the immediate explosion of pleasure subsided, Allyn rolled off Luna and they looked up at the ceiling.

They lay there for some time, trying to catch their breaths as the afterglow of the sweaty, mind-numbing sex slowly faded away to what was probably the second or third replay of the Eagles. They lay together, arms slowly wrapping around one another, and then Allyn leaned over. Their lips meeting, the two of them smiled and sighed, their hearts beating in time as they lay, disheveled, on Luna’s bed. The sheets were all over the place, and the comforter had nearly fallen off, but it didn't matter; slowly, the man pulled a blanket over the pair of them with his magic, using his hands to pull the woman next to him close enough so that they were both covered in its embrace.

She slowly drifted off to sleep on top of Allyn's chest, the beat of his heart being her lullaby. He smiled at how peacefully she looked when slept, he never wanted to leave her side. As if she had heard him in her dreams, she nuzzled up closer to him. He closed his eyes as he stroked her hair, ready for what ever the future threw at them.