“Inky Storm, the shadow guardian of Ponyville has fallen. If he is dead, then something truly powerful is attacking or going to attack Ponyville. I need you to take Nightshade go there and do what you can to protect Ponyville, but…” She looks distraught.

“The Elements are priority one? If all else fails, bring them here alive?” I ask and she nods with a slightly sad look. I pull out my new broom. “I need a guide and one of your feathers, I need the feather of somepony with potent flight magic in order to use this at max power.”

She looks down. “My pegasus magic is far lesser than most pegasi. Almost anypony in this room would be able to provide more power.”

I feel a poke from behind and have to avoid a fangasm as I see the The Wonderbolts(!!!) standing behind me on the railing each holding out a feather. “The Wonderbolts might not see combat often, but we are proud members of the Equestrian military. If this will help you save lives then take these and follow us.” Spitfire turns and glides out the entrance. I give Celestia a salute and lock the three feathers in place. The sheer power contained in them is incredible. I pull Nightshade on behind me and rocket into the sky after them. Luckily steering isn’t needed as I tear through the sky at speeds higher than even my magically enhanced chopper could ever go. I miss The Demon Chaser. I had that bike custom created by OCC and enchanted by a master technowizard. As Batman and Iron Man show us, money truly is the ultimate superpower. All it cost was 3 years worth of contracts and a literal king’s ransom. Worth it, I really wish I could have made it to my meadow in time to get it.

As we fly I fill her in on what Celestia told us.

“This is bad Wolf. He was a semi-retired elite member of Black Sun, He was one of the few who could scry energies within the Everfree.”

“What’s the Everfree and what do you think we are looking at?”

“You havn’t heard about the Everfree yet? It’s a forest full of wild magic, terrible monsters and anchient things best left buried and unmentioned. Recently one of our ranks stole some Idiot Scrolls and was last encountered in White Tail Woods. I’m really hoping he did something stupid, because something ol’ Inky would get involved with is either him or something a lot worse.”

“What are Idiot scrolls?”

I can’t see her face, but I can hear the ‘are you kidding me’ tone in her voice. “They are scrolls only an idiot would use. Things like phylactories, suicide curses, Auto-blood magic that kind of stuff.”

I growl and keep my eyes focused on the ‘Bolts ahead of me as I think about it. Coincidence aside, if this is something Eldritch I’m getting the Elements and we are heading out imeidietly without bothering with the suicide charge at it that either tickles it or pisses it off. “So, something beyond us we take the Elements and run, getting them to safety and trying to get word to Celestia that we need a much heavier hitter. What’s our plan for the Ex-Sun scenario?”

She takes a while to answer. “We link like we did in training, and use the ingrained telepathy to plan once we know exactly how stupid he’s been. I know those scrolls pretty well, they are mandatory training material. Both as a cautionary lesson on the difference between who is gaining power and as a reference on how to fight those who didn’t let that lesson sink in. I hate to say it, but I think we are looking at a lich in the making.”

With those dire words I notice a small village drawing close quickly and luckily nothing seems amiss in the town itself. The Wonderbolts all dash off to their planned locations as Nightshade directs me towards the Everfree. They are going to be setting up a watch and taking a roll call while I deal with the threat. I finally feel the deep thrum of power, louder then all the others, deep in the woods that Nightshade is senseing. As I’m flying towards the spot I notice six very familiar, and very out of place ponies below. I land and glare at Twilight.

“What exactly possessed you to come into the woods? What kind of idiot ‘thinks ponies have died and we are Equestria’s last line of defense, I think we should go and see what is behind the mysterious source of necromantic energy without the damn Elements that give us our power’?”

She looks contrite. “I sensed the energy and wanted to investigate. I have a duty as a princess to protect everypony.”

A small whisper behind me. “Send them back quickly. Tell them to tell Celestia that somepony is attempting a ritual of ascension and if we are not fast enough we might not be enough.”

“Well, your duty is back there in Ponyville organising the defense in case I fail. Send a message to Celestia, Nightshade says somepony is attempting a ritual of ascension, trying to become a lich. She says we might not be enough and might need backup. Situation unknown, enemy unknown, undead troops likely, Ponyville likely due for an attack from them even if we suceed.”

She looks at me in shock and nods. They turn and run back towards town. I kiss Nightshade, partly for luck but mainly to create the link, and face the source of the power and take to the sky again. I’ve felt this before, this unforgivable ritual. I remember the last time I battled a lich and if I’m late and can’t stop it I’m going to get wrecked three ways to sunday. I grit my teeth and aim at what looks like a cellar. Five wraiths guarding the entrance. I draw my blades and drop towards the group my initial swing returning two wraiths to the grave with Shade teleporting next to me.

One launches a fireball that she deflect into the ice cone of another one before darting past them into the celler. Lightning scorches my flesh and drops me for a second. I roll to the side and stand facing my two opponents. There phantom horns glow as they charge there spells. Beams of shadow tear from their horns and blast into me. I sigh in relief as the damage from the lightning seals up. They shriek seeing the lack of effect and draw backwards. This time there horns glow with lightning. Nope, I leap forwards and swing in a crossing arc shattering them into essense. The runes on my robes have saved me so far, but they lack the power they should have. I need to learn the runes of this new world and make some armor.

I don’t have time to recover and follow her into cave, I’ve seen her darting through a horde of skeletons that I am way too big of a target to follow her example. They lack coordination and shatter under my wrath and I proceed down the corridor into a room. In the center is a large forest green unicorn laying on an alter. He glares at me but seems unable to move as he and Shade are locked in combating beams of magic. Perfect. I stash my blades and shift into wolf form. Dodging the wraith body guards I land on top of him and sink my teeth into his neck. Blood and power flows into me like trying to catch a typhoon. I channel all the power into flames that fill the room and destroy his minions. I need to burn off the power so that when he dies, he lacks the power to become anything stronger then a shade.

I feel my mind connect to his and feel a connection to all his minions. Ponyville is in danger! He has an army of zombies, wraith and even a shade stationed outside of an apple orchard. He plans to start there and have the shade turn all of Ponyville into zombies and wreaths. I cannot allow this, when he dies the shade will be in control of itself. All too late I feel his life fade as he releases his last breath. Barely pausing to burn his body I turn toward the door and see the worst possible thing.

“Why the hell are you six still here? I fucking told you to protect Ponyville!” I say to them enraged.

“M. monster!” Twilight is staring at me in fear.

“Fuck you too, if you’ll excuse me there's an army about to destroy the world and I gotta go kill it. Welcome to the dark side, enjoy the complimentary nightmares.” I laugh bitterly as we tear past them getting an actual smile as she chuckles warmly at my dark joke. The looks of shocks on there face resonate with me and despite myself, and to Shade’s mental protests, I stop a step past them. “Sorry, necromantic magic brings out the worst in me. Everypony don’t let this mar your opinion of me, I wield the darkness so the light can survive.”

We take off into the sky and are surprised to see a rainbow blur do a spin around me. The combined power of the three leading wonderbolts and she just blows it away. “What was that all about?” She’s flying next to me pointing a hoof at me accusingly.

“I had no choice. If he didn’t die he would have ascended to becoming a lich, an undying creature of shadow and elemental powers. I had to finish him so I could destroy the army he’s controlling. Shades are strong but without a living source binding them here his army will be weakened. Dash, I know you can fight, I know you're strong and won’t get hurt, but please don’t come with me.”

“Give me one good reason not too.”

“Can you kill your best friend if you have to?”

“What?” she looks at me shocked.

“Where do you think the bodies for the zombies came from? He likely raided the cemetery, but it’s possible there are ponies you would recognise. Can you bring yourself to destroy somepony you know? Actually strike all that, do you have a method of dealing fire damage without touching your enemy?”

“I’m a pegasus, I buck my opponents at the speed of sound.”

“Tell you what, you can join me after, and only after, you figure out how to fight opponents who can kill with a single touch. Oh and it has to be light or fire magic. Nothing else can hurt a zombie, unless…”

“Unless what? I can handle this!”

I reach into my pack and pull out string and a pair of magic dueling pistols. I lash the guns to Dash’s front hooves and tie a string to the trigger. Filling the ammo boxes with cold steel incendiary rounds I explain the guns and rigging to Dash and she gets a smirk on her face. She aims at a nearby tree and twists her head. BANG! The guns ring out beautifully and she gets a wicked grin at the fiery explosion. “That was AWESOME!” I nod and explain the plan to Shade and Dash reminding her that after her next 19 shots they’ll be useless. No sense taking out the ground based troops on the ground when you have three ranged fighters.

We take our first pass past the troops. I lead with a blast of flames and shadow blades augmented by Shade’s mana pool as she casts some manner of shot gun style fireballs. Dash follows behind guns roaring. I notice she’s aiming for the wraiths and following my advice doesn’t bother trying to kill the shade. It takes a special kind of attack to kill one, well to re kill one. The second pass finishes off the wraiths and I find Dash’s ability to listen to orders impressive. I had her pegged as the no discipline fire at random type.

We take the third pass and everything goes to hell. Dash aims at the zombies but doesn’t fire. I can see her face completely conflicted. “Dash! Your only releasing them from the torture of what they’ve been turned into!”

She fires and looks at me with tears in her eyes. I shake my head and tell her to stop shooting and head back to the others to get the guns off. She licks the safeties into place and takes off almost knocking me off my broom as she whips past. I feel a wrench in my gut watching her, remembering the first time I had to kill a zombie of a comrade. I land in front of them and shift all the way into monster form with Nightshade beside me . Shifting my staff into its naginata form I stare down the remaining horde that had been enchanted against fire.

Fortunately they are the slow type of zombie. I ignite my blade in flames and slash my way through them. Pony zombies are harder to destroy. Somehow there innate magic still functions on some level. Pegasi can glide, unicorns can blast small bolts and earth ponies can… well they are the truly scary things here, stronger, fast and resilient. I make it through them without receiving much in the way of damage courtesy of my robes shifting into runed plate armor in this form. With her mana pool to draw on this is actually easy, I think we could have taken the lich like this. Don’t be so cocky, we’ll be lucky to handle the shade. Without a living source for them to draw from they are weaker and uncoordinated. But still dangerous, didn’t you notice the shade begin casting spells to protect his soldiers? This one is powerful and more intelligent than normal. It seems to have some basic concept of strategy.

The shade just stands there watching with an amused look on its face. After the last zombie falls it points a spectral hoof at me and a ball of shadows builds around it. I facepaw and laugh at the foolish spirit. The shadow ball slams into me and my laughter turns to shrieking as the lightning spell hidden inside fries me. I land on the ground panting in human form. Shade lies next to me unmoving. I’m Fine, you need to charge up your strongest spell and unleash it at it. Shades are methodical, they prefer to fight with shields and potent counters. This give them the ability to shift their focus from attack and defense easily, however, if you can hit it with something strong enough then the moment it takes to recover from your attack will give me a chance to hit it with a life spell.

I grin at it and take a dragon stance. Holding my hands together I prepare an old favorite attack from my days as Anime Man. First in the center a fire magic core, “Kame” wrap shadow magic around that, “hame lightning around that and charge them all to hell.

“HAAAAAAAA!” I shout unleashing my pirated spell, except now it’s on a different level. I make a mental note to hug Discord for everything he’s done for me and make Shade scream for the power to make this posible. The shade holds up a shield of magic. My blast slams against it, for a moment are staring at each other with my hatful gaze matching his smug look as it weathers the assault. Then I see a crack in the shield, his hatefilled gaze matches my smug look as I decide to force more power into the spell.

Sparks begin flaring from my body as a shadowy aura build around me in preparation for my ultimate desperate technique. “Sparks of my life, embers of my body I unleash you.” The limiters of human power snap as I break the seals that prevent me from killing myself by overdoing how much magic I use. Only one final step needed to force myself into the void of power. “Moonsong Reaper of the clan of Gaia, I order you to defeat the foe before you. Midnight Lotus.”

My power burns inside my body as I begin drawing on my lifeforce and breaking down my body to fuel the spell. With the redoubled efforts and boost in power the shade’s shield cracks and it struggles to hold it until I fall to my knees. I laugh weakly surveying the damage to the woods around us and Shade jumps up and blasts him back into nothingness. A crater has formed where the deflected power of my attack tore the ground asunder. The agony catches up to me and topple over onto my back. I hear voices in the distance and look up to see Nightshade and Dash looking down at me. “I’ma supa saiyan!” Everything fades to black and I hear vague sound in the distance similar to the sound of a hooves being slammed into foreheads.

I wake up and take a look around. I’m in a hospital bed and there is a very cute necromancer staring back at me. I smile and the pain catches up to me. My head is killing me and my magical reserves are at a bare minimal. That might have been a bad idea, only thing I had to beat a shade’s shield though. Well that or the Getsuga Tensho and that one has an even higher cost.

“Sorry about our date, looks like I owe you another one.” I frown. “Okay, how long was I out and why didn’t anypony think of giving me a transfusion?”

“Discord said that this close to him altering you it would cause a bad reaction, basicly the nature of our magic is different and might cause magical confusion without any of your own there to give it a new shape. I’ll admit I’m pretty impressed with what you managed to pull off back there. That rainbow one is kinda scary. She had Twilight magically replicate the ammo for that gun thing and has been flying around like a madpony making a lot of noise and burning targets. You’ve been out for three days.”

I wince at the thought of guns getting out into Equestria’s peaceful society. Nightshade smiles and I sense her leaking her necromantic powers. Smiling at her intent I kiss her and feel our minds linking. We carefully refill my power together, letting it take on my essence before adding more. Once we got my reserves up to a quarter it goes a lot faster. Communicating with thoughts is a lot faster, however I need to be careful not to let my entire thought process bleed over.

“Lets go get highly dangerous technology away from Dash. I’d rather not be the one responsible for inventing guns.” I think at her only to be met with images of existing guns already in Equestria.

“We have them, nopony really uses them. They are expensive and difficult to create, not to mention only unicorns can use them. They however for the most part refuse because either they are useless before the might and adaptability of magic or they have no use for a weapon of death.”

Feeling much better about myself we find Dash. She is streaking through the sky at blurring speeds laughing like a lunatic and firing away at targets. Spotting me she comes down and hovers in front of me. On each of her front hooves is a distinctly steampunk covering. They have braces that help distribute the shock and a triggering mechanism that seems to function via something inside the cuffs. She flicks a button on each bracer and the guns roll backwards with a click with the safety on. A strange glow surrounds the guns.

She hold them out to me proudly. “So what do ya think!? Anti detonation safeties, smooth firing mechanisms working off hoof movements, recoil damping, aim assist and last but not least, pure radicalness.” She beams at me proudly.

It clicks. “You made these? That is so radical!”

She gets a weird look. “Who said I made them? That’s something an egghead would do.”

“No way, they're totally kick a-flank and epic! So you're a steampunk?”

She smiles but looks at me confused “Steampunk?”

“Like good with machines and inventions like this that are useful but also stylish. I love steampunk stuff. I’m not mechanically inclined enough to do it, that stuff is outside of the places my brain works. I can work runes into them and enchant them at least.”

“Why do you keep acting like I made them? I said I didn’t!” She looks half pissed half embarrassed. I grin at her.

“Cause every single time you lie your heart skips a beat, your eyes twitch, your tone changes, and your ears twitch. Nopony can lie to me, ever. Changelings can, but I’ll have runes for that soon.”

“You… can hear my heartbeat?”

I point at myself. “Predator.” I point at her. “Prey.” I give her an evil smile as she back flaps. Do you really have to flirt with every single mare in front of you? Nightshade sends across the connection slightly annoyed. I’d forgotten we linked. I was flirting? Either you can lie in thoughts, or you are one of those stallions that manages to be a hit with mares while being completely oblivious. I smile at her then glance back to Dash. “Evidently I was flirting with you, sorry about that.”

She gets a strangely vacant and sad look and Nightshade facehoofs. “Why are you sorry about it?”

“Well, because er, I don’t know? Nightshade was annoyed at me for it, so I figured it was something I was supposed to be sorry for.”

She looks at us confused. “Can you read minds or do you just know her that well?”

“Oh, she’s helping me recover from last night’s… incident. We can link our minds and mana pools if we want. It’s very useful in combat, and other things and why we are a team.”

Nightshade shoots me a sultry look and sends me images along with What was that about making me scream in thanks for the power? I grin like an idiot and blush slightly. Mind linking is weird, interesting, but weird. Dash is looking at the two of us confused. She seems rather awkward for a moment. “So… since when can you fly that fast?”

I feel the snapping in my mind as Nightshade breaks the link. I look at her surprised when she falls over giggling. She collects herself and grins at me. “Can we go flying again? We never did get to finish our date by the way, so you still owe me one. Although, going off just the two of us to fight the undead together is a pretty good date.”

I smile and pull out my broom. Dash stares at the feathers as I unclip them. “Wolf, you have a herd? Wait that looks like one of Spitfire’s feathers! And that’s Soarin’s!” She looks at me with a shocked look.

“Pegasi feathers are the focus for my broom. The Wonderbolts each gave me a feather so I could make it here in time to save Ponyville. Unfortunately I burned off most of the charge on the way here with the backlash from some runes I didn’t place right. I’ll fix it later, but for now back to normal speeds. Just remember everypony whose lives were saved last night should thank the Wonderbolts.”

Her eyes darken at the mention of last night. “I knew one of them. Her name was Colgate, she was my dentist. That’s why I had to bail on you. I saw her and I just couldn’t…”

I pull her into a hug, Nightshade looks on with a look of resigned sympathy. “You had somepony you used to know there?”

I nod. “That’s part of why I had to come see her. The first time always hurts.”

Nightshade surprises me by giving her a quick hug. She’s earned my respect. It isn’t easy to see the darkness for the first time and it’s far harder to fight it as well as she did. Nightshade looks at Dash sheepishly. “You know Dash, you could come flying with us.”

She grins and takes to the air hovering above us. With a smile Nightshade wraps her hooves around me and we follow her into the sky. Nightshade holds on tight as I take off. We play together in the sky, I have to refrain from trying any major tricks, last thing I need is to drop Nightshade while showing off and without a focus I don’t have the speed most need. Afterwards she invites us to her place for lunch, my stomach reminds me I haven't eaten in far too long and I wholeheartedly agree.

She has a house made of clouds. I’m questioning whether she just spends all her time flying when she lands on the clouds like they are solid. Nightshade’s horn flashes for a moment and she leaps off landing on the clouds. Cool, there magic clouds here that anyone can walk on! I drop off my broom and promptly fall through the clouds with a yelp. Dash, true to her name manages to hook her legs under my arms a moment before my broom teleports to me. I’m shell shocked from the drop and the fact that Dash is literally faster than teleporting.

This time Nightshade cast a spell on me and I tentatively step on the clouds. Slipping my broom into my pack I take a step forwards and fall on my face. Luckily it’s a soft landing, clouds are very hard for bipedal to walk on. It’s like being in a bouncy house where the surface tension is random. I try and shift into wolf form but nothing happens. Huh, so it has been a proximity to Luna that let me change. Well that’s problematic.

Dash serves up sandwiches, I bite into one to discover they taste bitter and are hard to chew much less swallow. Closer inspection reveals them to be stuffed with hay and flowers. I question the odd cooking until I see the happy smile on the two’s faces as they devour the sandwiches. Huh, so this stuff tastes good to them, I wonder if giving a gift of roses is equivalent to giving candy? Nightshade sees me attempting to swallow and looks at me in surprise.

“Wait Wolf, what will happen to you if you can manage to force yourself to swallow that.”

I swallow hard and force it down with water. “I have no idea. Dashie cooked for me and I will eat it.”

Dash looks at me sadly. “Wolf I’m sorry I’m a bad chef. You don’t have to eat it.”

“Nonsense! It’s fine.” I take another bite of my sandwich.

“Wolf spit that out right now. You can’t digest it and you're going to end up back in the hospital. Dash don’t say that, your egging him on. He’s a predator, he can’t eat this stuff.”

Dash darts behind me and thwacks me on the back of my head causing the half chewed bite of the sandwich to propel out. She smiles at me. “Griffin diet, or pure meat?”

“Griffin,” I reply cleaning up the mess with a napkin.

She zooms back to the kitchen and I hear clattering and banging. She emerges a few minutes later with a bowl of salad and a jar of some form of homemade dressing. She plops them down in front of with with a hopeful look.

“Well look at you Dash, cooking like a proper stallion.” Nightshade says with a grin.

I taste the salad after putting some dressing on it. It’s actually really well put together and the dressing is incredible. I shoot a grin at Dash. “Can I kidnap you and make you cook for me?”

She blushes and looks away. Nightshade just sighs and mutters the word “stallions.”

Lunch goes a lot better now that I have something edible. We mostly eat in silence and I spend some time thinking. Nightshade is really possessive of me, she knows I’m not interested in a herd at this moment in time, just friends and companionship. Then again, if I did form a herd I would want her in it. I can’t think about forming a herd yet, there's still so many mares I want to have fun with, so many little encounters I’ve been planning. Chulain, Applejack, Luna, Dash, and Nightshade run through my mind. Thinking of Applejack, I should probably spend some time in Ponyville ‘recovering’. Honestly I’m not that far from Canterlot and it seems like such a nice town to spend some time in.

Thanking Dash for the meal we go our separate ways, Dash to do her job and Nightshade and I to try the take two of our date.

“So any ideas what you want to do for our date?”

“Not exactly, since you want to spend some time in Ponyville you're going to need a place to stay.”

I cock an eyebrow at her. “So your plans for a date involve going to my house?”

She shoots me a simmering look. “We did dinner and hung out together, I consider this the second date. Honestly you still owe me a good night kiss from our last one, and since it’s three days late I intend to collect interest.”

I smirk and we set out to figure out and rent a place in Ponyville. I quickly discover that the easiest way to do this is to just buy a house as a vacation home. Honestly I intend to spend a decent amount of time here in the future, not to mention this is where my priority principles (In the bodyguard business a principle is the one you're assigned to protect) live. It’s a decent house, two bedroom, massive bed, fully furnished minus blackout curtains and soundproofing spells. Not that I expect those to come stock anyways.

After finishing up setting up the house, not that it takes much, Nightshade suddenly starts acting nervous. She keeps looking away and I can tell she has something on her mind. I put my hand on her head right behind her horn and smile at her when she looks at me. “What’s eating you? Er, I mean what’s the matter?”

She shoots me a sultry grin at the phrase then gets a conflicted look. “I’m worried I’m going to regret this when I’m not in heat.”

That shoots a small shock through me, according to what I’ve read a mare goes into heat on a once every three month cycle, it is the only time she is fertile, and her sex drive goes to a much higher level. She’s right that she’s not thinking clearly if she’s in heat, then again if she is in heat why isn’t her scent different?

“Why would you regret it? Were you in heat back during the first date?”

“It’s complicated. Mares are supposed to control themselves when they get like this, giving in and sleeping with somepony you're not in a herd with, especially one not even planning on forming a herd with you, it’s just taboo. There are few social or even Equestrian laws I haven't broken in my life, I’m just worried about breaking what few of them I still haven't.”

“We don’t have too, we can just go hang out as friends for today. Just wait until it’s passed. It’s not like you have any chance of regretting not waiting, right?”

She locks her eyes in mine and she seems to be searching the depths of my soul. “I very much will regret it if I don’t. I’ve heard that it’s so much better when you're like this, and you're the one stallion with almost no chance of getting me pregnant. Is there even a point to the taboo when a foal isn’t the issue? More than that I really like you Wolf, and when you decide to settle down I want to be the one you settle down with. I can understand not being ready for something like that. You just got here and want to live a little not be tied down with a family. Still I can’t help but feel possessive when every instinct I have is telling me to follow you, that your my stallion.”

I stare back trying to process exactly what she’s feeling, trying to figure out what I’m feeling. She grins and her horn lights up ripping her cloak off and throwing it off to the side. “Buck it, I haven't gotten where I am playing by the rules and if you do get my pregnant I’ll probably be happy about it.”

She closes the gap between us drawing me into a kiss. She slips sideways sitting on my lap with her forehooves around my nexk pulling me close. Her scent flares and I realize that she’s been hiding it with some form of spell. The absolute desire in her kiss is overpowering as I kiss her back. Our tongues dance as I trail my hands down her body. I can feel every muscle beneath her velvet coat and her mane and tail are flowing silk beneath my exploring fingers. A low moan escapes her as she breaks the kiss and rich blue eyes hold a storm inside them as a grin slowly splits her face.

She doesn’t protest when I put my hands firmly beneath her flank and pick her up carrying her off to the bedroom. She giggles and kisses me again as I set her down on the bed. Since when does Nightshade giggle? I take a step back and stare down at her, taking in her scent, the way her mane falls on the bed behind her, the lust filled blue eyes following my every movement, the way her tail is twitching back and forth.

I let my robes fall to the floor and throw my pants and underwear down after them. With a grin I kneel at the edge of the bed between her spread legs and trail my hands over her body taking in every detail of her form. She’s so well muscled for a unicorn and her flank has a certain bounce to it. She makes a sound like a humming as she closes her eyes. Trailing my hands down she lets out a gasp as one of my trailing fingers hits a bump on her stomach. Closer inspection reveals teats and circle them with my fingers causing her to arch and hiss.

I let my hands continue their exploration downwards and trail a finger down her wet slit feeling a rush through my body at her low moan. I slip a finger inside feeling her warm wetness. Bending I lick her and revel in the taste. I feel my control snap at the taste as her hind legs wrap around my head. With a growl I eagerly begin licking her marehood. Her breathing starts coming out ragged as I explore and devour her. Remembering some of her earlier reactions I trail a hand up and begin playing with her teats again. I’m rewarded with crushing force on the back of my my head from her hind-legs as she convulses against me. She shouts my name as she he whole body spasms under my touch releasing even more of her delicious fluid into my mouth.

I gently lick her as the convulses die down and she starts returning to a more normal breathing pattern. With a smile I slide up the bed laying next to her and pull her into a passionate kiss. She gets a devious smile.

“Jade says I can play with you as much as I want without you getting tired, is that true?”

I smirk back at her. “Sex recharges human’s magic, but eventually my body will run out of stamina. So safe bet is I last until sunrise.”

She smirks and her hooves begin trailing over my body, discovering erogenous zones that I hadn’t even known I had. Aparently the small of my back is incredibly sensitive and feels like a jolt of lightning when her hoof digs in. By now my member is throbbing for attention and I groan and sink into the bed in relief when her tongue makes a pass up it. She seems to be enraptured by it, making little licks on different parts of it and watching my reaction. Then again as far as I can tell there's bound to be some major differences from the stallions native to this world who have their junk inside sheaths all the time. She seems to take a particular interest in my foreskin, moving it up and down with her tongue in a way that sends a wave of bliss through me.

She laughs when one particular ministration causes me to lose control and the air ripples with tendrils of shadow for a moment. Taking this as a sign to move farther she takes my length into her mouth. I groan happily as she works her mouth with a hum in her throat. As her hoof plays with the spot she found on my back she quickly brings that all consuming pleasure in my loins to the surface. As I feel the release build I tap her on the head to let her be prepared and she pulls her head away watching interestedly as the ropes spring from the end of my member. I feel a strange sense of annoyance at her pulling away like that, but that part of me is quickly quelled as her horn glows and it vanishes.

With a satisfied smile on her face she lays down next to me and lays on her back with her hooves outstretched. I roll on top of her and pull her into a kiss as I slowly enter her. She moans into the kiss as I begin working my hips slowly. I remember a little something I learned and decide to test it. My hand reaches up and touches the base of her horn. She freezes for a moment tensing up at the contact then relaxes tilting her head and moving her horn into my grasp. I gently begin tracing it, letting my fingertips follow the grooves and taking notice of its strange texture. It’s hard but has a strange softness to it, but also it has a quality to it that’s hard to identify. A buzzing feeling at the point of contact that is a result of her latent magic humming away beneath the surface.

He breathing starts coming out ragged again at the double ended pleasure and she makes a ragged gasp when I trail my tongue from the base of her horn as far as I can reach. She yanks her head back away from me as he body begins convulsing again. Driving into her harder I push us both over the edge and she stutters something out in the throes of her release. She collapses back with a blank look then a smile spreads on her face.

“The rumors weren't kidding about you loving danger. Did it even occur to you that a unicorn’s horn is sharp?”

I just chuckle at this. “Deep down, all interesting people are drawn to danger, love.”

I punctuate my point be pressing my fangs to her thought gently biting down and feeling myself hardening inside her as she hums again. She tilts her head down when I pull my head back.

“You know, ponies ears are really sensitive. I wonder how your teeth feel on them?”

I smirk and gently take her ear in my mouth, to be honest it feels a little weird but when a shudder racked her body at the contact and a moan built in her throat the weird feeling went away. Grinning as my member comes fully erect I begin thrusting. I can feel a major vein in her ear so I remove it from my mouth instead kissing her as I play with ears with my hands. I’m intrigued to discover just how much she really likes it and learn some wonderful things from her reactions. She responds to gentle caress with a hum and hard tugs with a gasp and her hips bucking up into me. She finishes twice for me and collapses backwards onto the bed breathing hard.

After she regains a somewhat normal heartbeat and smiles at me I’m happy to see she hasn’t lost her lustful look yet. “So much fun learning new things. So any other little interesting bits of information?”

She gets a blush and looks away. “Not exactly, theres something I want to try, but I’m not really sure about it.”

I run a hand through her mane and she turns back to meet my gaze. “I’m willing to play any kind of game you want, Shade. I thought the ear thing was weird at first, but seeing your reaction makes it feel so natural and exciting, I loved it.”

“I more of meant it’s one of those things that ponies talk about doing sometimes and you either love it or hate it. I have no idea which one I am, or even if I’ll enjoy it. I want to try it in my plot.” She blushes again and giggles almost nervously. I smile reassuringly at her at a loss for words.

“We can try it, just tell me if you don’t like it, or if it hurts. I don’t mind stopping and finding out if I can make you cum with just your ears and horn.”

She shoots me a grin and then looks around questioningly. Good question, how? If she was a human or I was a stallion it would be easy to figure out, it clicks after a moment of thought and it seems we both arrived at the same conclusion as she scoots down to the end of the bed as I roll off and walk around. She lays on her belly with her ears back looking nervous. Standing I slip my member inside her wet hole coating myself in her juices hoping it’s enough for this. Somehow I doubt ponies have invented KY yet.

I pull out and gently press my head against her tight hole. It pops inside and she winches at the sudden intrusion. She tells me to keep going and I push another inch inside. She’s too tense and I begin playing with her normal hole with my fingers gently rubbing her walls until she starts humming again. When she’s ready I slip the rest of the way into her. Still playing with her with one hand I reach out and grab her ear pulling myself deeper into her with the added leverage.

Satisfied that she’s enjoying it I begin slowly pulling out. It has a different feel to it and I find myself enjoying the different texture and position. Soon we have a nice rhythm going and I’m using her ears as leverage for the thrusting. I can feel the wetness of her against my sack as I thrust into her. Feeling myself reaching the edge I reach down and begin playing with her center, enjoying the ragged gasps as she begins pushing back in time to my thrusting encouraging me to push into her faster and harder.

Her spine arches as she yells something unintelligible as her center dances around my fingers covering me with her slippery juices. With a groan of my own I bury myself into her deep and finish depositing my seed into her plot hole. Feeling strangely tired I lean over her sweat dripping from me as I slip free with a small pop. She giggles and turns beaming at me. Her horn glows as she cleans up the mess, including the sweat on my body.

“Come on Wolf, it isn’t sunrise yet.” Her enthusiasm is infectious and a grin spreads across my face. Grabbing her flank I pull her back over to me. I bury myself into her center as a growl issues from my throught. Grabbing her ears I drive into her with abandon as she moans and writhes beneath me. We finish together and tendrils of shadow and sparks play together in the air as our control begins to slip. We continue playing together throughout the night, experimenting with positions and learning the nuances of each other’s bodies. By the time the sun rises I am filled beyond capacity with power and we are both physically exhausted. Our previously blue sheets and wall paper have been turned black by my shadow magic and we discovered just how much fun linking minds during the act can be.

I wake up around noon with Nightshade latched onto me. She seems to sense I’m awake and stirs giving me a smile. Without opening her eyes she leans towards me giving me a kiss. “I don’t think I’m fit to report for duty tonight. Everything is sore and I want to stay with you again. Despite that I have my orders and I have to be back in Canterlot by midnight. The necromancy license comes with a gilded collar unfortunately. Your lucky they trust you for some reason.”

I kiss her and smirk. “Lunar knight remember? I’ve got a gilded collar of my own. Pretty sure being a blanker didn’t help much not to mention I’m liable for a hive of changelings and have only been to my mandatory classes once.”

She giggles again. “Why exactly do you need these classes? I’m pretty sure there's nothing I teach in class that can help you. Oh! I almost forgot, I might not teach anything in class to help you, ” she finishes in a singsong voice “but I got a book you might like. If you’re very very nice to me I’ll let you have it. It’s a rare restricted level rune-working book.”

I look at her with a grin. “Oh, and I thought you were too sore for me to be very very nice to you?”

She giggles again, seriously when did she start giggling? I guess deep down she is still just a pony, even if she is a total badass. “I meant making me breakfast in bed, but that sounds fun too.” She groans. “Unfortunately I need to recover before tonight, so it sounds like too much fun.”

Alright, breakfast in bed. I quickly go over the things I know how to cook. I can make eggs, kinda. I can make salads, not dressings though. I can fry or bake meat and veggies, can even cook over a fire. Aha! She wants breakfast in bed, she didn’t necessarily ask that I cook. Maybe I can just go and get something from the market?

“Wolf, why do you look confused? Wait, do you even know how to cook?”

I get a lopsided grin. “I can cook some stuff. I’m more of a hunt it down and spin it slowly over a fire with spices or make it into a stew kinda guy.”

She gets a weird look. “How do you survive without being able to cook?”

I grin. “To quote a famous superhero. ‘Money really is the greatest superpower’ I just go to a store and buy stuff when I get sick of eating my own attempts at cooking.”

She facehoofs. “I’m a mare and come from a family of nobles with servants and even I know how to cook. What kind of stallion can’t cook?”

“Well I come from a family of mages who idea of fine cooking is rotisserie style bear. I can actually cook a lot considering how low it is on my priorities list. Anyways, I doubt we even have ingredients to cook anything, so if I gotta go to the market anyways...”

She sighs. “Get me a couple deluxe hayburgers and a double order of fries at the Hayburger.”

Author's Note

Alright, so some shit happened and I don't think Wolf is learning from the last time. To put her in perspective every time she says stallions or makes a reference to stallions, in general, imagine a guy saying that with the word women.

Yes, Wolf just used the Kamahame Wave, what a move stealing jerk. Albeit, the fact that his ability as Anime Man was copying anime heroes might mean that he's just ripping off Kakashi.

I'm a little surprised at the lack of comments on the party. I had expected some of those hints to be obvious enough for people to just have to call me on it.