Living in Equestria

It was an aimless and uncaring walk that eventually brought me to the clubhouse well after sunset. The cloudless sky visible through the canopy of trees around me glowed with a bright, full moon that dappled the ground underneath with it's pale light illuminating the wooden building. I didn't plan on coming here, it's just where I ended up after wandering the endless rows as the sun went down.

I felt like I was bleeding. I imagined if I turned around, I would see a trail of my own life force behind me from whatever wound I had sustained during my argument with Scootaloo. Her angry words, "you're DROPPED!", rang in my head over and over again, trying to understand why she would say something like that so quickly and easily. Confused thoughts battled each other out over their logic and meaning, occasionally giving way to the memories of her that pulled at my heart with a painful jab.

She had been so alone, so lost before the events surrounding her father had happened. The comfort and healing presence we gave each other on those emotional days and nights had been the most precious thing to ever happen in my life. Every day since then had been filled with us being together and being happy that we were together.

How could this one day's events cause all that to be meaningless to her? It didn't make any sense. It was like the idea of herding had consumed her to the point where she was beyond caring about anything else. Regardless of the outcome, I still felt like I had done the right thing with Applejack, and I took some small measure of comfort from that... at least I could say I was honest.

When I found myself at the bottom of the small staircase leading up to the landing of the clubhouse, I resigned myself to stay here for the night. I wanted to be alone for a while and maybe in the morning she would be her normal self again. Climbing the stairs and opening the small door, I crawled inside the dark space where the three friends had spent years hanging out together.

Light from the moon filtered through cracks around the rough and haphazardly made windows giving me just enough light to see by. I searched the room and found a good sized box with a flip top lid that contained a few old blankets and three pillows. I guessed that they were from sleepovers they'd had here in the past.

Laying these items out, I sat in the darkness consumed by my own thoughts for a long time. Occasionally having to wipe my eyes from the melee of emotions at work in my head. I knew that things would eventually work out between us, but I just didn't know how to go about doing it and hopped the sun tomorrow would clear things up somehow.

I'm not sure how long I laid there, maybe an hour... two... three? I had no way of knowing other than watching the strips of light from the moon's glow slowly walk across the walls and floor and counting the times I heard an owl give it's baleful cry somewhere nearby. I closed my eyes, waiting for sleep to take me away.

When the door creaked open, I sat upright in alarm. I hadn't heard any hoof falls on the wooden steps or landing outside. The light from beyond the door silhouetted a dark pony that didn't look familiar. It was too big to be Scootaloo or her friends, and the body didn't match any of the other ponies I knew. It's mane flowed and waved gently in a wind that wasn't blowing, giving it an otherworldly appearance. It bowed it's head and stepped soundlessly inside. The dark shape filled the space near the door with it's size just before the door closed behind it and I was thrown back into darkness with somepony I didn't know.

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Applejack looked at Scootaloo with sympathy. The young pony was bawling at the kitchen table with her face buried in her crossed front legs on the wooden surface. Her purple mane was all she could see while Apple Bloom tried to console her. Big Mac had come in from the fields, took one look at the girly mess in the kitchen and "Nnnoope'd" himself to his room with a big bowl of cold corn casserole from the icebox. Applejack had rolled her eyes at her brother's reaction.

"Scootaloo... come on... he'll turn up again. Ya'll just had a argument... that's all. Why, look at Applejack n me! We're already over it an we ain't even special someponies like you guys are..."

"I... don't know whats wrong with me!" she cried into her arms. "I didn't mean it!!"

"Scoots... Maybe it's best ya just give it a night, ya know? It's been a long day. I'm sure Mason prolly wants ta work this out as much as you do and in the morning... everything'l be right as rain 'tween ya two." Applejack offered brightly, hoping her own confidence would rub off on the distraught filly.

The orange pony's tears slowly subsided. When she raised her head again Applejack could see the soaking wet hair and dark spot on the table where she'd been. "It... feels so bad that I hurt him... it's like I did it to myself..."

"I know, Sugarcube... Special somponies like you guys aren't meant ta be apart like this. It's gonna hurt till ya get it all fixed up. Why don't ya'll go upstairs n rest for the night. Granny Smith's liable ta be home any minute, I'll have her make somethin' and take it up ta ya. No sense in gettin her all wrapped up in this right now."

"Come on Scootaloo... we can talk up there..." Apple Bloom pulled at her friend's arm gently.

Scootaloo slowly followed looking miserable and depressed. Applejack's heart went out to her. It was bad enough she was still figuring out how to navigate her new life without her father around but now she had to deal with this new urge she was having. She mentally kicked herself for being so stubborn about it earlier. Now that she'd calmed down and gotten over the shock of Apple Bloom's involvement, she could see plainly that Mason was just trying to do the right thing. She owed that human a big hug and an apology next time she saw him.

The rest of the night passed by at the barn in peace. Even Scootaloo eventually stopped crying and fell into a fitful sleep where vivid dreams danced behind her closed eyes.

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"Who are you!" I said to the barely visible shadowy figure looming in darkness by the door. I could only see the vague outline of a pony standing there, regarding me in silence.

When it spoke, the voice was female. The words and cadence she used sounded unpracticed and clipped even though she spoke with a clear and even tenor.

"You are a human, are you not?" the voice questioned.

"Yes..." I said guardedly.

"And you are here alone?"

"Why?" I wasn't feeling scared, the voice didn't have any malice to it... only a strange unsureness about how it spoke. That all changed immediately when it's voice changed from the awkward clumsiness to a commanding loud bark that assaulted my ears with painful volume.

"Do not fear me, human! For I wish to speak with you like we are friends!"

A white light sparked just above the shadowy figure's head. I cringed and shielded my face from the sudden brightness that stabbed white hot daggers into my eyes.

"Why do you shield your eyes human! I mean you no harm! Do you not wish to look upon me!?" The voice continued to pound my eardrums in the small confines of the clubhouse.

"Stop yelling at me and I might feel better about this whole thing!" I shouted back with as much gusto as I could muster.

The light dimmed, dropping to a level that was no longer intense allowing me to remove my hand and see my visitor.

She was an alicorn, larger than Twilight Sparkle but not as tall as Celestia had been. Her midnight blue coat shimmered beneath a flowing mane of dark purple and blue. Around her neck she wore a small breastplate depicting a white crescent moon on a field of black that matched the markings on her flank. Emerald green eyes sparkled in the light cast by her horn as she regarded me with an almost apologetic expression.

"I am sorry, human. I continue to forget that our royal speech is not the normal way outside of the castle. Please allow me to start again.." she looked shy suddenly, as if this was something she wasn't used to. "I am Princess Luna, and I am very pleased to see a human once again." she gave an awkward smile to match her clipped and unsteady diction.

Her name rang a bell. I had been told about Celestia's younger sister who was responsible for the moon's rise and set among other things.

"I've heard of you... aren't you also Nightmare moon?" I had also heard about how the six friends I knew had battled against her.

"Please... do not speak of her. I am not that same pony I was." she shook her dark head and cast a remorseful look.

"You... you're the one who gave me that horrible dream the other night, aren't you? The one where I was back in the human world! Twilight said I must have gotten a visit from Luna... she meant you, didn't she?"

"Yes. I have missed the company of humans, for I once knew one well. Forgive my intrusion. I am the ruler of the night, and dreams belong to my realm." she stated with an air of dignity.

"Knew one? You mean the last human that came here? Celestia mentioned him once."

"Celestia would speak of him, yes. But she did not know him like I did. He was... close to me." she moved forward away from the door and came near, laying on her stomach next to me with her two front legs curled in like a cat and studied me. "Since his passing, I have not seen another. You... remind me of him."

"Well... I'm happy to meet you Luna..." I said simply. Something in the way she was looking at me gave me the feeling she was waiting for something, like I had a treat hidden behind my back.

"Well... are you going to greet me now?" she said expectantly.

"Huh?" the sound came out of my mouth before I could think.

"The last human would start by putting his muzzle against my own. I would very much like to experience that again, human." her tone was almost impatient now.

"Mason." I said flatly. "My name is Mason."

"Fine. If it pleases you, I shall call you by that name. Now will you press your muzzle against mine, Mason?"

Clearly there was a disconnect here.

"You want me to kiss you?" I asked, sure I was understanding her but at the same time not.

"Yes!" her face lit up with recognition. "That is what it was called. Kiss-ing! Will you do this kiss-ing with me?"

"Why? I... You don't even know me!" I was getting uncomfortable now.

"But you are a human. Do humans no longer greet their friends by kiss-ing? It was how the other human greeted me when I met him."

"So this human would just kiss you every time he saw you?"

"Yes, to start. Then we would perform the mating act. I would have do you this as well. It has been more than a thousand years since I last performed the ritual."

I swallowed hard. Another pony with weird sexual concepts.

"Luna... I don't know what you and this other human did... but I'm not sure you understand how this works." I thought about what I was saying and then added "... with all due respect, your highness." Just to be safe.

"Oh? Has the ritual changed? Do you no longer perform it in the same manner? I am open to new ideas as long as the end result is the same." her eyes were eager and open, seeking answers from me with an enthusiasm that reminded me of a child learning something fascinating.

"No... I mean.. Humans just don't go around doing that with strange ponies the first time the meet them!"

She blinked at me for a moment and then looked down, giving a small sigh before she spoke again. "I...am sorry. I attempted to deceive you."

A moment passed and she didn't say anything more.

"Sorry....?" I prompted her.

"I do not know of humans, or about kiss-ing. I only know what I saw in your mind while you were dreaming... and in Scootaloo's. I saw your memories of being together... I wished to experience it too." Her horn dimmed as she sank her head in shame.

It took me a moment to process this. Luna... a powerful alicorn that was responsible for making the moon rise, had tried to bluff her way into having sex with me. I didn't know if I should be flattered or feel sorry for her feeble, awkward attempt. I decided to play it somewhere in the middle and be open with her.

"Luna... I'm sorry. I'm honored you wanted to... really. But... I'm kind of in the middle of a problem with Scootaloo right now. Us doing that would probably make it worse."

"Yes, I know. I have been watching ever since I lit the herding spark within her. I watch every pony I give the magic too... It is part of the night's realm after all."

"You started this!?"

"Why yes. It is my duty to gift the magic of the herd to those couples we deem worthy." she said in a matter-of-fact tone.

"Who's we??"

"Celestia and Myself. It is the gift we bestow on a mare and her friends as celebration of a unique and special love."

"So do you know why Scootaloo is acting the way she is?" I was hopeful there would be an answer... something I could work with to help me understand what happened.

Luna gave me apologetic look again. "It is always harder with the younger ones. They are so full of emotion that the spell sometimes may cause them to act out. Especially when they do not know they are under it's influence. She is frustrated. The magic is burning within her by now and can only be quenched when her love is shared. When you are shared, Mason."

"Then why did you try to come here and... mate... with me if you knew all this?"

She stood up, regaining her former regal stature. Her horn glowed brightly causing me to shut my eyes from the sudden increase.

"A princess is entitled to try her luck... is she not?"

The light behind my eyelids changed quality. It flashed from a dull white light to a golden yellow glow. When I peeked them open to see what had happened, it was morning. The sun was streaming in the cutouts of the wooden panels covering the windows and I could hear a chorus of birds beyond greeting each other in their bright, chirping tones.

I couldn't immediately figure out what just happened. One second Luna was with me in the middle of the night and the next it was morning. It wasn't until I rubbed my eyes and felt the tell tale grit of sleep there that I knew the whole thing had been a dream. At some point I had drifted off last night and Luna had come to me. At least this time she didn't fling me back into that fake, colorless version of a human world.

I sat up and spaced out for a bit, staring at the closed door in front of me with the rapt attention of the mundane that only exists when you first wake up. Luna's advances had been clumsy and awkward... if that was the way she normally went about trying to get laid it's a wonder she ever has. It was only moments before Scootaloo and my desire to be with her again took hold of me. I knew all I would take is for us to see each other and everything would be alright. I don't know how... but I felt it with absolute conviction.

I was just about to get up and go back to the farm, probably fly there. I wanted to see her as soon as possible especially with my new knowledge I'd gained from Luna during my dream. I'd only gotten to my knees when the quick, rapid sounds of hooves on the steps outside rang out in the morning air. I could feel who it was before the door opened and I saw her with my eyes.

"Mason!" Scootaloo cried out as she threw the door open and flew into my arms. I caught her in a tight embrace, feeling her warmth against my skin that washed away the pain of last night instantly.

"I'msorryI'msorryI'msorryI'msosorry!" she cried. I felt wetness against my cheek where her face was pressed against mine.

"Scoot... I missed you..." I whispered to her.

"Please... I'll never let you leave me again..." she continued to hug tight against me for a moment and then pulled back so she was face to face with me, her front hooves on my shoulders. "Luna told me where you were..."

"Yeah, she came here too."

Another pony was coming up the steps now, slower and louder it came until a red bow was view. Apple Bloom reached the top out of breath and panting. "Well I'll be dipped in caramel... he IS here!" she said with a bright smile.

"Hey Apple Bloom!" I said from around Scootaloo's head.

She came in, closing the door behind her and moved in close with us. Scootaloo pulled one arm free to wrap around her friend's neck. Apple Bloom joined our embrace with my own arm coming around to lay on top of Scootaloo's own. It felt so good to be with them right now, like something was socked into place that had been missing. I felt a tingle of magic run up my spine that was mirrored by shivers I felt from both of my companions in my arms. With all the obstacles gone, I gave myself over to it.

Scootaloo started it. She was the one who pulled her hoof from Apple Bloom's back and brought it up to my face, turning it towards her and kissing me deeply right from the start. Her probing tongue pushed it's way past my lips to greet my own in a frantic rubbing filled with a desperate need that ignited a fire inside me. It burned with the fuel of last night's fear, anger and regret with a frightening intensity. At some point Apple Bloom moved away, letting us consume each other without her interference while she watched.

Pulling her with me, I laid down on last night's bed with Scootaloo in my arms above me. My hands went to the top of her soft flank and pressed her down hard against my waist, letting her feel the hardened lump that was already yearning and ready to be inside her. She moaned into my mouth and ground back with her lower belly in eager anticipation. Suddenly she pulled back and panted above me with her two front hooves on either side of my head. A small string of our mixed saliva ran from her bottom lip to my own, catching the morning light in a glint of gold. Scootaloo turned her head to Apple Bloom who was sitting beside us in wide eyed wonder, her mouth sagged open in a small "O"

"C'mere, Apple Bloom. You wanna kiss him?" she asked with a mischievous smile.

Apple Bloom's mouth shut briefly as she swallowed and then opened again, two bright burning dots of red shining on her cheeks. She didn't say anything, only moved forward to stand above us and looked down into my eyes. Then she dropped her head quickly and planted her mouth on mine in a clumsy version of the kiss Scootaloo and I shared.

She tasted completely different. She was sweeter, more heady than Scootaloo and reminded me of the cider we had drank last night. Her tongue was also shy, unsure and questioning when it brushed against my own before darting back into her mouth. I chased it, and found it again beside her teeth, coaxing it out to play. A small whimper came from her when it did, her body trembled. I tried to settle her by putting my hand on her neck, but that only caused her to whimper again.

Scoots groaned in satisfaction on top of me while she watched me kiss her friend, sitting up like she was riding me and putting a hoof on Apple Bloom's back for support. I could feel the heat radiating from her already, god she was hot. Apple Bloom became more bold and leaned in, starting to enjoy the experience herself. With one hand I stroked Scootaloo's lower belly, playing the two nubs I felt there and the other slid along Apple Bloom's side, gently beckoning her to come closer... to let me feel her.

"Waaa!" she gave a gasping breath, breaking the kiss and pulling back. "How tha heck do ya breath like that!" she panted, looking at Scootaloo with her question.

"Ya gotta breath through your nose, silly!" she laughed.

"Oh yeah!" Apple Bloom said, her realization showing on her face almost comically.

"How was it?" Scootaloo asked, sliding forward a little to grind against my rock hard shaft under her.

"Awesome!"

"You wanna see something cool?"

"Alright" Apple Bloom replied with an eager smile.

Scootaloo shifted lower, sliding down my legs to expose my middle. There was a wet patch on the front of my bottoms where she had been sitting, her juices making a dark spot that I could feel. The smell of her reached me then, that sharp, acrid tint of her musk filling my head with a primal need. My bottoms were whipped down in an instant, letting my cock spring free in front of the two young mares. Apple Bloom sucked in a breath.

"It... didn't look like that when I saw it." her eyes had grown large.

"Naw... it gets this way when he wants ta use with you. Watch this!" her hoof came up and batted the end gently down against my belly, causing it to bounce and twitch. It was the same thing she did the first night we were together.

"Ha ha! Lemmi try!" Apple Bloom was already reaching out her hoof.

"Careful!" Scootaloo warned. "It's really sensitive..."

I felt like a toy. Talked about but not addressed as if I was actually here between the two friends. It was a little odd, but I didn't mind one bit. Scootaloo was clearly enjoying this and so was Apple Bloom. If this is how it was supposed to be then I was willing to be their pet for this experience. Apple Bloom's hoof came down gently just below the angry red top of my cock. She pushed it down quickly, then watched it spring back up on it's own.

"It's hot!" she remarked, looking up at Scootaloo.

"Yeah... and you can feel that inside you too!" she smiled.

Apple Bloom's eyes returned to my shaft and she studied it for a moment, getting her yellow face close enough for me to feel her breath tickle along the hairs surrounding the base.

"It kinda smells..." she crinkled her nose up almost the same way Scootaloo always did.

"He hasn't showered... it doesn't after he does."

Apple Bloom came close again, this time quickly touching her tongue to it just below the head before quickly pulling back. The two broke out into peals of laughter. When the giggle fits stopped, Scootaloo put a hoof on Apple Blooms back again.

"But this is the really cool part..." she said in a sultry voice.

She slid forward again and raised up, hovering her flank over my midsection. With her other hoof, she pulled my cock back so it stuck up straight, aiming it to the dripping patch of orange hair between her legs. She slowly lowered herself and I felt the molten hot ring of her tunnel wrap around the head of my dick first before sliding down all the way to the base. She'd taken me into herself quickly and easily this time, causing me to groan in pleasure. Intense heat and velvety flesh squeezed me in quick throbs that sent spasms of pleasure bouncing through my body.

Apple Bloom gasped as she watched my cock sink into her friend. "That was quick..."

Scootaloo grunted and replied through clenched teeth as she began to buck her hips. "It gets easier the more times you... nnnhn... do it."

I wasn't going to make it very long. She had never felt this good before... never squeezed me in just the right places at just the right time like she was now. My hands came up to wrap around her middle to steady her as she moved faster, pulling more of me out of her each time she raised up. She was grunting with every thrust. It was the most animalistic sound I'd ever heard come from the orange pony and it sounded like it was coming from a completely different being.

When she came, it was like a tidal wave had hit her. Arching back, she cried out loudly in a reverberating sound in the clubhouse. Thrusting her chest forward and flinging her head back, both front legs stuck out to her sides and fluttered there momentarily before she fell forward against me, still bucking her hips to slide my shaft along her inner walls. A flood of wetness drenched my upper thighs and ran down to the blanket below us, tickling the hairs and adding another notch to the smell of sex in the small space we all shared.

"Ma... son... yeah" she cried. Hearing her voice in the throes of pleasure was the last straw for me. My own cock began to swell and clench uncontrollably inside her. That locking feeling came again, spiraling me up into the hyper tight plateau just before the release. Putting my arms around her, I held onto her tightly while I rode the wave.

"I'm... gonna..." I grunted.

And then it hit, the huge release that I felt sucking my whole existence down from my head, through my stomach and out of my cock into her oozing canal. I throbbed against her velvety walls over and over again, shooting my seed deep into her body. She responded by sinking all the way down, pressing tight against me and stopping with her eyes closed to relish the sensation of my orgasm inside her.

I don't know how long we stayed like that. We both breathed against each other while the twitching and throbbing gradually slowed down and then stopped altogether. Even when we were breathing slow and even again, neither of us moved. I kept a hold of her tightly to feel that warm soft feeling along the outside of my chest and wrapping around the length of my member as long as I could. It was Apple Bloom who finally spoke. I had momentarily forgotten she was even here.

"But I wanted to see it...." she said in a small, dejected voice.

Scootaloo raised her head up and blinked at me. She looked completely relaxed and at ease for the first time in a couple days. A slow, satisfied smile spread across her face and she gave me a kiss that was full of love and caring, ignoring her friend for the moment.

"I love you..." she said softly.

"I love you too, Scoot..." I said back to her.

"You guys!! That was totally unfair!" Apple Bloom protested again.

Scootaloo ignored her and slid off me to the opposite side of Apple Bloom, collapsing into the blanket. She was limp and lifeless with her eyes half closed, looking as if she was in a trance. Her mouth opened and she said something so quietly that I almost didn't catch it.

"It's gone...." she said before a peaceful grin stole over her face.

"What'd she say? Is she alright?" Apple Bloom asked concerned.

"I think she's just tired, Apple Bloom... that's all." I turned to look at her. She was laying on her side facing me where she'd watched Scootaloo and I make love. One hoof was between her rear legs with an anxious look on her reddened face.

"But..." she looked pleadingly at me. "now I'm all...." she didn't finish her statement. Her hoof madly rubbing between her folded back legs was enough to convey what she was agitated about.

I thought for a moment about how badly I wanted to taste her yesterday... and I also thought that was just the perfect way to help her with her problem at the moment. I may have just cum, but my cock still gave a resounding twitch to rally up to the challenge. I sat up and turned around on my knees, facing her.

"Slide over a little, Apple Bloom..." I smiled down at her, patting her flank to indicate where I wanted her. Scootaloo watched with half lidded eyes as her friend shifted over and lay on her back before me. Apple Bloom looked up at me with nervous eyes. Her back legs fell open and revealed the soaking wet slit between her legs that puffed out in two plump lips filled with her arousal. My mouth began to water again... this time there would be no interruptions.

I stretched out, laying down with my head between her short back legs. The red slit below me was leaking a steady amount of her musky, sweet fluid that filled my nose with her personal scent. Before I dipped my lips to taste her, I looked up along her body. Her two front legs hung limply in the air above her chest like they had in the bathtub yesterday but this time her face was one of anxious nerves. She was breathing heavy, evidenced by the rising and falling of her stomach just above my head that partially obscured my view of her.

"But I... ain't had a bath since... yesterday..." were the words that came out of her mouth just before I sank my face into the soft, slick folds of her sex. I instantly found the protruding nub at the top and sucked it between my lips. She cried out, arching her back and writhing so much I had to clamp my hands on her flank to hold her still.

"Oh my mmphhh" she started to yell but was cut off into a muffled moan.

I brought my face up to see what had happened only to find Scootaloo had risen up to lay on her belly next to Apple Bloom and had clamped her mouth over her friend's in a kiss. Only one of Apple Bloom's eyes was visible to me and I watched it bulge wide in shock before sliding shut in pleasure. That was all I needed to see.

I ravaged her slit with my tongue and lips, drinking in her juices as much as I could. While her smell was warm and musky, her taste was tangy, dancing on my taste buds between sour and savory depending on where I sampled her moisture from. Angling my head down, I found the tight ring of her entrance and thrust into it as far as I could reach. Her whole body shuddered and twitched in a great heaving spasm at the intrusion of my tongue that smeared her wetness across my face.

"No... I'm gonna..." I heard her grunt just before I focused back on her erect clit with my lips, sucking and pulling hard.

Her whole body went stiff as a board. Her two legs on either side of my head shot out stiff and scrapped her hooves painfully down my shoulders leaving twin traces of fire in their wake. My mouth was flooded with a new wave of her nectar that tasted like sweet, salty water. It covered my face and neck in a wash, soaking the edge of the blanket we lay on. Like a fish, she began to flop and jerk in tremendous spasms that ripped her body away from my face and made any more contact impossible. I settled on laying my head between her rear legs on the downy soft patch above her slit and hugging her tightly through her orgasm.

When it had passed and Apple Bloom lay still again, I got to my knees between her legs and looked down at her. One leg lay over her eyes and the other was laying limply on the blanket beside her. Her chest heaved in great gasps of air. Scootaloo turned and looked at me with a great, big smile.

"Now that was intense!" she said.

"Apple Bloom, you alright?" I asked her, wiping the wet slickness from my own smile with the back of my hand.

She didn't say anything for a few breaths. But when she did, it caused both me and Scootaloo to break out in a hearty laugh.

"Man... Sweetie Belle is... gonna LOVE this..."