Author's Note

I usually don't write multi-chapter clopfics, but this one is asking for it! HU3

Anyway, next chapter shall be the last one, followed only by an epilogue of sorts...

Hope you like it! Misspellings, suggestions, critiques, feel free to comment. (And sorry for the lateness)

• Pedro

Between drinks and international agreements

Another diplomatic day

A couple of hours later...

"And then she said I had to fly inside that huge pile of scrap metal! I'm a bearer of-" She hiccuped "...an element of harmony, for Faust's sake!" Rarity tried to drink the last sip of her champagne, only to lose her magical grasp around the bottle.

Prom observed in awe, as the once gracious and elegant unicorn now stumbled over empty champagne bottles and broken glasses. Unfortunately, he knew nothing about the fact that ponies were much more sensitive to alcoholic beverages than humans.

Pretty much more.

"Miss Rarity... Are you okay?" She was (unsuccessfully) trying to levitate a whiskey bottle from the drinks cart.

"Sure darling I'm just going to-" *thump* "Ouch! Why did you do this to me your rude, stupid, thing!" She whined as the flask accidentally flew directly to her snout. Wine turned unicorns into terrible spell casters...

Okay, I just made an Equestrian diplomat drunk a few hours before the most important meeting since the rift crisis... I don't want her injured by a Jack Daniels too!

"Ahh... I regret to inform you, but I can't let you drink this stuff anymore." He stood up from his seat, and took the bottle away from her hooves.

"Why are you being so meeeean!" Prometheus grabbed the pony from the plane's floor and placed her down on a side couch, taking a seat by her side.

"Because you're already tipsy! And we still have the annual conference awaiting for us, I'm sure Princess Celestia wouldn't be happy to see you- Rarity, Rarity wake up!" Prom shook her

"I don't give a buck about this- Ah... How did you called it?"

"A conference?"

"That's it darling; I don't give a buck about this converence" She waved a hoof.

"You may not care, but I do! Dammit, they can't simply fire you, you're an element of harmony, but that's not my case." She just shrugged while he bent down to pick some glass shards from the floor.

"Also, if you haven't noticed yet, this is not my plane; it is from the government. If they exonerate me from my charge, I lose everything"

When the words 'plane' and 'lose' were mentioned, something seemed to ignite inside her mind.

"L-losing- Like... Forever?" She flinched.

"Yeah... I don't have enough money to afford one of these, so yes. Forever" Prometheus sighed and fell back on the couch.

For a couple of minutes they remained in silence- he was getting sightly worried about the unicorn, she was oddly quiet. Not talking nonsense, or vomiting over the carpet; no, Rarity was calm as a monk.

"Miss Rarity, are you sure you're-" He stopped in mid sentence when noticed a strange expression on her face. It was something between a come hither look and a severe case of migraine. Or maybe she was just ready to throw up- It was difficult to describe.

"Oh, sure my dear human friend... I was just thinking about planes- Your plane in special." Okay, at least she's not going to do another mess here

Not so soon Mr. Widmore. Not so soon.

"And... What exactly were you thinking about it?" He cocked an eyebrow to the pony.

Slowly, she moved closer to him, resting her forelegs over his knees.

"Well..." She fixed her mane with a hoof, and batted her eyelashes. " I thought about an old fetish of mine"

Oh right, it was just a- Oh fuck.

He pinched his nose.

"L-look Rarity- You're kinda drunk, and drunk peo- ponies... Are never completely sure about what's leaving their mouths, maybe we could just-"

"Have some naughty sex inside the plane?" She bit her lower lip. The human diplomat gasped in shock.

"Rarity! W-what the hell??" He pushed her away

"Oh, come on Prometheus, I'm not a filly anymore. I saw the way you looked at me..." In a sudden move, she grabbed his arm, pulling him closer again. "I'm sure you never had some fun with a mare before, isn't it?" She whispered in his ear. An alcoholic scent filling the air at each word spoken.

"I-I... Y-you better stop, really. I'm sure you'll regret saying all these things when you return to yourself." His voice trembled, not completely sure anymore.

"Regret? Oh dear..." She giggled softly, her warm breath close to his neck. "I regret nothing."

The fact she was probably out of her mind, shattered the last piece of what could have been an incredibly romantic moment. As the plane flew into the sunset, Rarity kissed him passionately, her long and lustrous mane gleamed under the reddish afterglow.

It was a wonderful moment, but in his mind, it still felt so wrong. Prometheus wasn't the kind of man who would take advantage of someone.

"Rarity stop..." He broke the kiss - She looked at him confusedly. "I-I... I like you, I really do... You're a wonderful mare, but- This isn't right."

"B-but ah... I want it, I'm not a drunken whore!" She stared at him disappointed.

"H-hey, I never called you a whore, never!" One of his hands moved to her cheek. "Look at me- you're not a drunken whore, I just thought It wasn't right to take advantage of you, that's all."

"Advantage? Prom, I'm the one trying to kiss you. Ponies have a fast metabolism, I'm not that drunk anymore." Rarity nuzzled his cheek. "Trust me... I'll not regret this, neither will you"

What's the definition of right and wrong?

For the first time since his teenage years, Prom wouldn't give a fuck about the answer. How many life-changing experiences did he missed?

It was hard to say. But at least for now, he could say it doesn't mattered, and these moments - of pure and immaculate joyousness, when you have no guilt or shame - are the rarest and more precious ones, that may be experienced in a lifetime.

The warm and inebriate air of her breath softly caressed his face, as their mouths followed a slow and entrancing dance, their tongues played with each other mindlessly, the taste of champagne still noticeable here and there.

Trailing down one of her hooves, she started to remove his grayish suit, first one side, and than the other.

"You don't want to crumple this one, my dear..." She levitated the tuxedo, carefully resting it on a nearby seat.

Rarity leaned over him, delicately unbuttoning his shirt. Her hooves were soft and skilled, after so many years working at the boutique.

He looked down at the white unicorn, the smooth fur of her chest caressed him in a way he couldn't even describe.

"Dear god..." He muttered. "A-are you sure abou-" He was silenced with a small kiss.

"Yes." She said. "I've never been so sure... Now take this pants out. They're way too expensive to get dirty."

"For Celestias's sake! You'll end up breaking my neck!" Rarity shout at him, as their bodies hit the walls. But It hurt so good...

Prom planted open-mouthed kisses on her neck, all the way up to her ears, the unicorn shivered as his tongue played with its sensitive skin.

"Do you like this, don't you?" He said. Rarity let out a muffled moan in response.

They were having so much 'fun' that the fasten your seat belts warning went completely unnoticed. Somewhere in the middle of the Atlantic sea, the flight encountered a clear-air turbulence.

In a moment they were leaning against the wall, and not a second later, their bodies were thrown over the beverage cart. She screamed as Prometheus crashed on top of her, the bottles and drinking glasses shattered on the floor.

"Dear god, are you alright?" He hurriedly searched for any injuries. Almost instantly, a crimson fluid started to soak her fur. "Holy fuck, Rarity, you're bleedi-" Prom stopped in mid-sentence as the pony started to laugh.

He lifted her from the mess that was the floor, revealing some broken wine bottles.

"Silly human..." She poked him in the nose with a hoof. "This way they'll hear us, you know?"

"Soundproof walls miss, a courtesy for the diplomats privacy." The jet shook again, weaker this time. "Whoa, are you sure you wanna go on with this?" He asked her.

Taking advantage of the plane's instability, she pushed the guy out of balance, and shoved him to a couch.

"Hmmm... I think I'm feeling adventurous today." Rarity hopped on his lap, a considerable part of her fur was still soaked in red wine, it stained the mare's pristine white coat with reddish hues.

He couldn't help but wonder, how would she clean that in time for the conference. However, his perfectionist thoughts were interrupted when in a sudden move, she turned around and bit his boxers, bringing them down to his knees.

"Y-you're a hasty one, ain't ya?" His dick swung free in front of her face. She nuzzled his erection, making him shiver in anticipation.

"Hasty?" She giggled "But I was just getting started" Rarity gave his cock a slow and wet lick from bottom to top, wrapping her tongue around its throbbing head.

"O-oh damn-" He grunted, trying to grasp the leather seat.

She repeated the entrancing movement again and again, each time taking more of his cock inside her mouth, he squirmed in pleasure as the unicorn licked it as if she was sucking a lollipop.

The warmness of her muzzle was making the man crazy, Rarity's eyes looked at him lustfully from behind her violet lids. Placing a hand on her neck, he squeezed it softly while guiding his dick deeper.

"Ahhh- t-that's nice" His cock was already coated in saliva, and almost slid past her throat when he thrust a little bit further. The mare gagged and moaned, feeling his hot member sliding down her gullet again.

Making a quick pause to have some air, she used her experienced hooves to fondle his balls while intentionally teasing him with her breath, as if challenging Prom to shot his load right there.

She planted a wet kiss on its top. "Hnngghhh R-rarity please..." His dick twitched, a string of precum still connected to her lips.

'Hmmmm, you like this?'

"Rarity s-sto-"

'Let's see what you think now...'

A sudden wetness engulfed his cock, she twisted her head around it as she moved downward, taking his entire length at once.

"D-dear god, w-what- Ahhhhhhh" It was an immeasurable wave of delight, making it almost impossible for him to talk. Prometheus gasped and moaned, the sight in front of him was one of the most arousing he had ever seen.

She bobbed her head up and down, stopping only when her muzzle pressed against his belly. Not a minute later, he was panting, almost reaching his limit

"Fuck, I-I can't- I'm gonna cum R-rarity!"

Unexpectedly, as fast as she engulfed, the pony took out his dick from her mouth.

"I don't think so darling" She said, a mischievous smile on her lips. He just stared at her with a confused and sightly frustrated face.

"I have another plans for you..." She crawled over his body.

"Give me everything you have, I want you to fill me with your seed-" Rarity pressed her hooves against his chest. "Fuck me your idiot!"