Lost in the Rhythm

Vinyl casually led me backstage, strolling by the groups of technicians and roadies moving large pieces of equipment about. The workers all wore black t-shirts with Vinyl's cutie mark embroidered on their sleeves. None of them paid us much attention as we passed by them; most were too busy moving around heavy pieces of equipment. She pulled me by my hand (with her magic) towards a hallway that led deeper into the confines of the club. Loitering against the wall in backstage were the two unicorn DJs conversing with that other unicorn. I didn't know his name sadly.

We entered a narrow hallway, the dark walls lined with promotional posters of other pony artists. "C'mon! Just down here," she urged, smirking back at me. I said nothing in return as I stumbled along after her. The alcohol in my system made things like walking a little difficult. We finally arrived at a brown, wooden door with a bronze placard that said "DJ Pon-3" placed in the center of it.

"In here, c'mon!" she whispered excitedly, opening the door and hurriedly pulling me in. Upon entering, the first thing I noticed was that her suite was very exquisitely designed. A vanity mirror with a dresser below it rested in front of the door, the lights surrounding it lighting up the room. To the left of that was indeed a drink cooler with several bottles of beer, liquor, and wine. Sitting against the wall adjacent to the door was a dark brown sectional sofa which looked pretty comfy. And the center piece for this nice little room was a glass coffee table littered with empty beer cans, bottles, and cigarette butts. Surprisingly, there were even a few pills lying about here and there.

I tried to ignore them.

"Wow, uh, nice place you got here-" My words were silenced by a pair of lips. It took my cider-adled mind a little while to register her mouth suddenly mashing against my own. My back impacted the door behind me and I felt her hooves press against my chest. Her mane tickled my cheeks as she snogged me for all I was worth. Shockingly, her lips didn't feel the way I thought they would.

They were soft and felt almost human. Almost.

"Mmm," she moaned into my mouth, heavily mashing her lips against mine. I went along with this for a little while, my hands frozen at my sides while her hooves caressed my upper body. However, she took it a little too far when she decided to slip the tongue.

"Mm, okay," I gently pushed her away, "could we, uh, stop a moment?" I asked, holding her shoulders and staring into her bespectacled eyes. Our vigorous snogging session knocked my own glasses askew. "As much as I'd love to do this, can we just, you know, take it slow?"

Vinyl seemed to hesitate a moment before her signature smirk came back. "Yeah, sure thing," she dropped down to all fours. I didn't notice that my heart rate had suddenly sky rocketed. Not to mention, I could feel the downstairs department waking up. Yeah, it's been awhile. Although, from my reaction, Vinyl did seem to deflate. If only momentarily.

"Say, is there a bathroom here?" I asked, rubbing the back of my neck nervously. She gestured over to the door on the opposite side of the suite.

"Yeah, it's right over there," she said, gesturing towards it, "feel free to use it." I nodded and squeezed past the coffee table and sofa, ducked under the low entryway and stepped into the bathroom. Upon switching on the light, I saw the bathroom was just as elegant as the suite itself. To my right was a glass shower stall with a ceramic, countertop sink to my left, followed by the toilet. Which was way too small.

Goddammit. Stupid thing barely came up to my knees. With all the ciders in my system, I had to settle some business in the oval office. I finished up and walked over to the sink, where a mirror sat above the bowl. I washed my hands and then removed my glasses to splash some cool water against my face.

"Hoo, boy," I sighed, leaning against the sink. Staring at my reflection, I saw exactly what the night has done to me. My hair was matted down with sweat and stringy. Before I came here, I didn't bother shaving so there was a blatant shadow on my face, the brunt of it focused on my upper lip, chin, and my cheeks.

"Alright, you can do this," I whispered quietly, breathing in and out to compose myself. "Just, play it cool. Just play it cool, alright? You got this?" Nodding to myself, I gave the mirror a quick smile and brushed some beads of sweat off my forehead.

Okie dokie, let's do... this? I froze solid as I reentered the suite. The lights were suddenly dimmer than when we previously walked in. From up above, speakers that I hadn't noticed before emitting quiet, almost romantic music. The sweet sound of a saxophone and trumpet combo mixed with drum, bass, and synthetic melody floated elegantly out from the speakers. On the couch rested Vinyl, but not how I remember her. She lounged on her side facing towards me, her back hooves crossed and she propped herself up with one of her fore legs. In her magic she held a thin wine glass that contained bubbly champagne. Weird combo.

Good God, this felt way too rehearsed. She was a stone cold pro. A total fox.

"Oh, hey there," she took a sip before turning her gaze over to me, a smirk forming on her lips. "Care to join me?" I nodded and carefully shifted towards the couch and carefully set myself down onto the fluffy cushion. The DJ floated over another glass for me filled with liquid courage and I smiled gratefully.

"Thanks," I said, clinking my glass against hers. "Cheers."

"Cheers," she replied, giggling as we took a lengthy swig from our drinks. The drink was surprisingly smooth for an Equestrian champagne. I thought it would taste like flowers or something.

"God," I exhaled, having chugged a good portion of it, "that's some smooth stuff right there."

"It is, right?" she floated the bottle and waved it at me. "It's an import from Prance. Made by some family, I think."

"Sounds fancy." I assumed "Prance" was their France.

"Yeah, it ain't too strong, but I think this'll make it better," my heart raced when I saw her levitate one of the pills scattered around on the table. Drugs? I couldn't imagine what they were or what kind of effect they would have on me. Truthfully, I didn't want to find out, but my choice was made when she leaned closer to me.

"Here, open wide," she said, giggling as she scooted nearer.

"W-What is that?" I asked warily, fighting the urge to swat away the floating pill. It was smaller than a penny, but I bet it held some sort of psychedelic property. "It's nothing bad, right?" Vinyl grinned and laughed for a moment.

"It's not bad," she replied, "it's an herbal mixture that intensifies certain, what's the word, sensations." Now, I was curious.

"What kind of sensations?" I asked, tempted.

"Open up and find out," she teased, waggling the pill. Words failed me as I cautiously opened my mouth wide. She lowered the curious little supplement onto my tongue and, oddly enough, it didn't taste bad. It had a sweet flavor, actually. Oh well, bottoms up then. I closed my mouth and turned my head upwards to let gravity do the work for me. Thankfully, the little tablet went down easily.

"Wow, that was just as smooth," I smiled at Vinyl as she took her own pill. "So, how long does it take?"

"Give it a few," she assured, lounging on her side, "but in the meantime, why don't you tell me a little more about yourself?" An interested smile spread across her muzzle.

"Well, not much else to say," I said ruefully, "my life back on Earth wasn't exactly jumping."

"What do you mean?" she asked, obviously curious.

I chuckled and twirled the liquid inside my glass, my foot resting against the glass coffee table.

"Well, I was just a student," I continued, "that's all I was. I studied a lot, played video games, and other nerdy stuff."

"And that's why you didn't want to come party tonight, huh?" Vinyl asked, laughing as I nodded quietly. "Don't worry about it, ya know. A lot of ponies don't like to party until they go to one of my parties."

I arched a brow and chuckled. "Oh? Conceited are we, Ms. Scratch?"

She giggled and nudged my thigh with her hoof. "Don't be mean, Mr. Collier," she said, "you know you liked it."

I felt myself move closer to her. At the time, I didn't notice this, but my cheeks suddenly began heating up. They were small signals at first, but I was paying too much attention to Vinyl. I also had barely noticed how sexy she looked in this light.

"Yeah, maybe I did like it," I said, smirking at her; I involuntarily placed a hand on her fore leg, my libido suddenly turned up to twelve. "What of it?"

"Nothing," Vinyl replied, smirking back up at me, "but I really did like the way you were moving to my music. You looked so alive out there." Though the lights were dim, I could still make out her rosy cheeks. It seems whatever that pill was seemed to be taking effect on her as well. I didn't see her take one, but I assumed she took one while I pumped myself up in the bathroom. Her tone became breathy and I noticed that she began to fidget more; her tail flicked to and fro. "I loved the way you look when you're partying hard like that."

Moving ever closer, I took her hoof in my hand, planting a small kiss on it; her coat was velvety and smooth. I rubbed the spot I kissed, causing her to gasp quietly.

"Yeah? I really loved the way you looked onstage," I said in a near whisper, "you were so fucking awesome up there. I could listen to you all night." I didn't know what drove me to say these things. This wasn't like me one bit. In the back of my mind, I started to gain some sort of idea what she gave me.

"Really?" she asked, moving her face up closer to mine, a small smile on her face. "Is that the only thing you wanna do all night with me?" Now we're cooking with fire. I know I asked her to take it slow, but I started not to care anymore. I wanted her here and now. To hell with the niceties.

"I can think of a few things," I said, moving my hand towards her barrel, "I don't know if you'd be okay with it, though." Not a word escaped me as I slowly glided my palm down her furry abdomen, nearly reaching her flank. She gasped and her mouth .

"Oh, yeah," she said, a coy smile forming on her lips. "I'd be so okay with it." I would take her right here and now, but there was something I wanted to see first.

"Good, good," I whispered, brushing a lock of her electric blue mane out of her eye, "but, could you do me a favor?"

"Mmm, yeah?" she moaned, stretching her hind legs out.

"Mind losing your glasses?" I asked. "I wanna see those eyes of yours." Her confident and cocky attitude seemed to melt like a mask made of wax. She opened her mouth to speak, but closed it; her head recoiled backwards a bit, like she was stunned. Perhaps I hit a nerve.

"I... I don't know," she said, doubt clear in her voice, "I never really take them off unless, I uh..."

My high faded a bit as I realized I overplayed my hand. "Look, if you don't really want to, I understand," I assured her, "I just wanted to see your eyes."

"No, no," she said, laughing nervously, "it's just, nopony has ever really seen me without my glasses." Even though she seemed genuinely afraid of me seeing her eyes, I wasn't about to take no for an answer. Especially since this drug she gave me made me hornier than a- Oh my God.

She gave me an aphrodisiac. Fantastic. Well, it didn't matter at this point. And neither did her protests, even when I raised my hands up to her muzzle to slip off her shades.

"Wait," she begged silently, just as my fingers touched the metal frames, "please, just, whatever you do, don't laugh, alright?" I didn't know why she asked that, but I proceeded with care. I lightly grabbed the frames of her glasses and she gently held onto my hands with her hooves, as if she was guiding me. We never broke eye contact as I lifted the stylish eye wear off the bridge of her cute little nose.

And then, all I could see was red. In the dim light of the suite, I was able to make out two bright, ruby red gems that rested on the face of the snow white mare. The color contrasted heavily with her coat, forcing the crimson shade to stand out even further. I was in love.

"Wow," I said, chuckling, "they're, well, I can't really say." She blinked those lovely peepers of hers and brushed a bit of her mane back nervously. God, that was adorable.

"I-I, y-you m-mean to say you don't l-like how they l-look?" she asked, visibly afraid. It was somewhat refreshing to see that even her, the charismatic mare that radiated confidence and vigor, could falter under pressure. Perhaps the mare I saw onstage was just a front.

"No way in hell," I said, holding her cheek with, "they're probably the loveliest pair of eyes I've ever seen." And I didn't lie either. Even with all these ponies having colorful eyes, hers attracted me like no other.

"Y-you're just saying that aren't you?" she turned away from me in shame, hiding her face with a hoof.

"No, I swear," I said, tugging her chin so she would look at me, "I'm a man of my word. They're beautiful, and that ain't no lie."

"Promise?" she asked hopefully, her lips hovering near mine.

"Cross my heart," I whispered, deciding to close the distance between us. Our lips touched once more, yet this time it was more sweet and less passionate. Pulling back for a second, I tilted my neck to better accommodate her and resumed kissing those luscious lips she had. We didn't speak with words anymore. Only with our actions.

She shifted on the couch, forcing me to lean back against the sofa with her sitting on my lap. My hands had a mind of their own as I ran them down from her shoulders all the way down to her hips, resting them on her flanks, which, now that I realize it, were curvaceous and plump. I could feel each individual curve as I caressed her body. Not to mention they were soft and pliable, like dough. Vinyl pulled away from my lips, throwing her head back as she let out a breathy moan, her mane hanging back. As she did so, I madly peppered her collarbone, placing little love bites all over her neck and shoulders.

Meanwhile, my trousers exponentially grew tighter and tighter with each passing moment. I was becoming desperate now. The effects of the pill I took made me feel like my senses were dialed to twenty. Well, at least some of them.

"Ah~!" she half-shouted while I continued my ministrations on her. Although, it seemed like she'd had enough because she pressed her hooves against my shoulders, pressing me firmly on my back. "Don't move."

My words died in my throat as she jumped off the sofa and sat down in front of me, her horn igniting. I felt a tugging at my belt buckle and saw that she was indeed attempting to take off my pants. "Here, lemme-" my hands were swatted away by her hooves and she glared at me.

"Let me do it," she muttered, teeth gritted. In her hypnotizing red eyes, I could see nothing but unbridled lust.

At that moment, a wave hit me. A metaphorical one, mind you. My eyes rolled up into my head as a strange sensation flowed throughout my whole physical being. I remember this feeling. During a hospital visit, they had to hit me with morphine. I broke my leg that time and the feeling of relief was mixed in with pleasure and, well, even some sort of ecstasy.

"Whoa," I nearly yelled, throwing my head back. I heard Vinyl giggle lustfully, stroking my thighs with her tender hooves.

"Mm, you high, baby?" she asked dreamily. I assumed, from her tone of voice, that the effects of the drug had taken full effect on her as well. I opened my eyes to see that my vision became somewhat lopsided, as if my brain was flying in an air balloon or something, and saw her trying to undo my belt.

Her horn glowed with a bright blue light and my belt buckle was sheathed by a telekinetic spell. The tugging feeling returned as I saw her staring at my belt with a hard glare adorning her muzzle. It was stronger this time. I could feel the sense of urgency emanating from her body. She seemed practically desperate.

"Aw, fuck it," she muttered, shaking her head, "sorry about this, babe." I didn't have time to respond before her horn grew brighter like a light bulb about to burst. She let out a grunt and suddenly my belt snapped in half. The buckle was sent flying to the left and clattered to the floor. Looking down, I saw that she quite literally ripped my belt off. I heard Vinyl giggle and I saw her sporting a mischievous, half-lidded smirk. "Oops. Sorry~," she teased.

"Don't worry, I'll get you back for that," I said, quickly leaning forward and grabbing her chin; I kissed her hard and passionately, slipping my tongue in between her luscious lips. Moaning loudly, she pushed herself into our embrace, the two of us fighting the other for dominance. I quickly lost when she used her magic to grab my wrists and pinned them to the back of the sofa. "Hey! No fair!" Goddamn cheating unicorns.

"All's fair in love and war, babe," she said, giggling. "Now, let's get these off of you." The button was easy for her to undo. She bit down on the hem of my jeans and popped the button out, after that she slowly, almost teasingly pulled down my zipper, staring up at me with those dark red jewels of hers. I wasted no time in lifting up my hips and allowing her to pull my pants all the way done. Although, she arched a brow when saw my boxers. "What the- there's more underneath?"

I laughed and started unbuttoning my shirt. "Well, think of it like a gift," I said, pulling my arms out of the sleeves as I threw the article of clothing to the side. "And you're the one unwrapping it."

"Mmm, looks like big present," she said, licking her lips seductively as she began stroking my now half masted length. "I can't wait to play with it." Vinyl gripped the waistband of my boxers and began lowering them down, prompting me to lift my hips once more. Now, I was completely naked. Feeling her soft, furry body near my own bare form felt heavenly.

"Wow, it looks different," she mused, nuzzling the underside of my cock, forcing me to groan aloud. "Mmm, it smells so good though. I love it." Vinyl kept eye contact with me while she stuck out her tongue and ran it upwards from my balls up to the tip of my cock.

"Fuck..." I muttered, my lower body tightening like a stretched rubber band. I spasmed once more when she began lapping at my glans again like it was a lollipop. Ugh, such a dirty reference. She then engulfed my tip once more, bobbing up and down on it slightly. I wondered if she liked it rough. Reaching forward, I grabbed a handful of her mane and tried to force her further down into my crotch.

"Mmm," she purred, seemingly approving of my actions. Seems like she does like it rough.

"Oh, fuck, keep going," I growled, forcing her further and further down on my shaft, until I could feel the back of her tongue. Maybe she could go just a little more. I kept her going lower, until her nose was almost sitting in my lap. Now, I could definitely feel the very back of her throat. Not a single attempt to try and object. In fact, she was still moaning through the throbbing organ pulsating inside her mouth. I hadn't felt this good in such a long time. I was going to try and make it last. However, my deprived body disagreed with me. Vinyl moaned yet again as I twitched threateningly and my lower stomach began to burn like a hot kettle.

"I'm gonna come, Vinyl," I warned releasing her mane. Though, instead of releasing my cock from the depths of her maw, she began bobbing her head faster, my entire length drenched in her saliva. Oh, God, it felt so good. So warm. So wet and moist. I couldn't hold it any longer. "Fuck!" I screamed right as my body tightened up as if I was struck by lightning.

I instinctively reached forward and grabbed her mane once again, forcing her to swallow the entirety of my cock into her mouth. Meanwhile, I fired shot after shot of potent jizz into her mouth. Vinyl pulled back and released me from her grasp. Unfortunately, I wasn't finished riding out the waves yet. I twitched and shot several more times while she stroked me with her fetlock in an attempt to coax more out of me.

"Aww, yeah, baby," she moaned, smiling with half lidded eyes as she made me come. "Come all over me. Just like that." Even though I came like madman, I still had some juice left in me. I didn't want to finish like this. I wanted to be inside her. To fuck her until she couldn't take it anymore. Her chest and some spots on her muzzle glistened from the spare amounts of cum that splashed onto her.

"Come here," I ordered, grabbing the back of her head and bringing her in for a rough kiss. I didn't care if she just had my dick in her mouth. Our tongues engaged in an intense battle for domination, one that I was intent on winning. And win I shall. Quickly and sharply, I stood up, bending down to bodily lift Vinyl into my arms. Her hind legs and tail dangled as I held her up under her fore legs.

Just then, an idea came to mind. I shifted my hands to her flanks and lifted her up some more, carefully positioning myself.

"A little help here?" I asked breathlessly. She smiled knowingly and lifted her hips, horn igniting as she telekinetically lined up my cock with her sopping wet pussy. Maybe some time later, I could get a taste...

"You wanna fuck me?" she asked with a sly grin. I nodded in reply. "You really wanna fuck me?" I nodded again. "Then gimme all you got." With that, I entered her with absolutely no hesitation. Upon first impression, it felt, well, different. But in a good way. I sank my whole length into her warm, velvety canal. I could feel every single muscle twitch, tug, and squeeze against my girth. So tight and wet.

The intense arousal I felt coursing through my body was overwhelming. It was almost as if I was another person entirely. Although, now I had finally become one with another person. Or pony in this case. And it felt good. Vinyl's hind legs hooked over my elbows and I held onto her luscious flanks with my hands. She, along with her messy mane, bounced madly while I pumped my hips upwards to meet hers.

"Aah!" Vinyl moaned aloud, throwing her head back in blissful ecstasy. The angle I fucked her in was a bit awkward since I was standing, but it was exciting nonetheless. "Oh, yeah! Fuck, yeah! Faster!" Her fore legs suddenly clung to my upper body, her muzzle inches from mine as we gazed into each other's eyes. Vinyl's crimson beauties were so hypnotic, they were my focal points as I made sweet, passionate love to her.

"Oh, fuck," I groaned as Vinyl stopped her rigorous thrusting to twist and grind her hips against mine. From here, I was pushed into the most intimate reaches of her nethers. The friction provided by her hips rubbing against mine and the constricting sensation from her pussy, combined with the aphrodisiac in my system, I felt like I'd transcended this realm and gone into another.

Eventually, I started to get tired of holding her up while fucking her senseless. Believe it or not, holding up a pony does get exhausting; my arms started burning from the effort and my calves as well. I needed to put her in a better position. I cradled her in my arms, holding her close to my own body, and faced the couch, planting my knees on the cushioned seat before I set Vinyl down. Her hind legs were wrapped around my waist as I got into a more comfortable position.

"Oh, I've never done it like this before," she said, biting her lip and smirking. "Pretty kinky. I like it."

"Baby, you don't know kinky," I said right before I slipped a hand down between her hind legs. This little move elicited a gasp. Fortunately for me, and I would never have guessed it, pony mares have a clit. How do I know? Well, let's just say it was a lucky guess. The sexy little mare below me squirmed and squirmed, her eyes were shut tight and she bit down hard on one of her hooves. But I was done treading water. It was time to dive in.

I slipped my middle finger into her warm depths, slowly pulling it in and out. Her moans grew exponentially louder, to the point where she turned and screamed into the couch cushion. I guess the drug's effects magnified her senses ten fold. Much like how I felt.

"Oh, sweet Celestia~!" she moaned, turning her head to scream into the sofa cushion. Her chest heaved rapidly as a her crotch suddenly became damp and sticky. I knew she had finally came for the first time tonight. Looking down and seeing her all flustered, covered in sweat and cum, her cheeks red and rosy, and her mane all disheveled was the hottest and most beautiful thing I'd ever seen.

The DJ stared up at me with narrow eyes, obviously exhausted from the intense orgasm; her mouth hung open as she struggled to catch her breath. Knowing the fact she liked it rough and kinky, an idea popped into my head.

Lifting up the hand that did all the work, my fingers wet from her cum, I inserted them into her mouth; she instinctively wrapped her lips around them. I shivered when I felt her tongue swirling around my fingertips as she tasted her own essence. I was gone. I wasn't Ethan the shy, skinny, nerdy dude anymore. I was less than that. An animal I'd become. My baser instincts were in full control. Rational thought was thrown out the window. This drug I took amplified these feelings and reduced me to a lust-filled beast.

A low growl vibrated in the back of my throat. I forcefully grabbed her hind legs, pulling our hips closer together; my cock hovered over her ready and moist pussy. With baited breath, she watched me enter her. I wasted no time in putting my entire length inside her most intimate of reaches. Her slippery walls seemed to welcome me, dragging me further inwards.

Vinyl wailed loudly, her abdomen shooting into the air as she convulsed madly beneath me. When I finally bottomed out, I pulled back and rammed into once more only to repeat the process over and over. Her petite body was rocked by my larger frame; her eyes were closed as she tried to keep herself steady. Yet, her flat hooves found no purchase on the cushions of the sofa. She saw it plausible to hold on to me. My arms were placed on either side of her barrel; she placed her fetlocks on my shoulders, holding on for dear life.

Meanwhile, I kept thrusting into her without a care in the world. Every repetition, my hips would impact her own, leaving a loud smack to echo around the room.

"Aghh, faster. Harder."

I didn't reply. No matter how loudly she begged and moaned, I didn't answer. Leaning down, I placed kisses and love bites all over her collarbone and chest. However, I left a particularly hard bite on her neck, sucking on it just to make sure she had something to remember me by.

"More. Harder!"

Her pleas frustrated me. I was giving her all I had and she wanted more? God, she's a tough one. A flash of arousal shot through me. So she wanted me to go faster, huh? Fine. I'm game. Another growl escaped me. Steeling myself for the labors to come, I took a deep breath and reared back my hips, right before I went all out.

"AhhhhhhHHHHhh! FuuUuuck!" she cried out, leaning her head back against the armrest. She opened her eyes and I saw them rolling back up into her head. I gave it everything I had. Despite the fact I was exhausted from the night, I still had some gas left in tank.

"Gnnghh!" I groaned, my whole lower body burning from the vigorous effort. Unfortunately, I wasn't going to last much longer. My cock twitched madly inside of her. Even if I came already, my outer limits were nearby.

Just. One. More. Push.

My eyes, which were shut tight from the pain, shot open when I gave one final thrust before the dam broke. The whole of my body tensed up; the entire area near my lower torso was on fire. Pure ecstasy ran through me. But this time, it was much more powerful.

"Gahhhh!" I gasped, my head being thrown up into the air. Vinyl let out her own scream and buried her face into my chest, biting down on any piece of my skin she could find. I felt like my soul was being pulled out of me. Exaggeration I know, but that's how I felt.

And it felt good.

It took me a moment to realize I collapsed atop poor Vinyl, whom still held on to me tightly. She seemed just as tired as i was. Our bodies were stuck together. I released everything I had left inside her. Truthfully, I didn't know if I could get her pregnant, but the way I was now, I couldn't care less.

Ugh. So tired.

"I dunno about you," I grumbled, struggling to speak, "but I can't move."

"Me neither," she murmured with a tired smile, eyes half closed. "Here, I'll do the work." A quiet hum and a bright blue glow illuminated the space around us and our bodies were encased in her magical grasp. I didn't like being lifted by magic, but I let it slide this time. She carefully turned us around until my back was against the sofa. "There."

The lights in the suite were dimmed and a white, woolly blanket was floated over to us; the romantic ambient music stopped finally. Not that either of us heard it. Though we were hot and sweaty, the room was well ventilated and I could feel myself cooling down.

I didn't have the energy or the desire to get dressed and leave. The safest option would be to just sleep here with her. Of course, I didn't mind. Her furry body felt good against my skin. Almost comforting. It's been so long since I've been this close to anyone. This was a nice refresher.

"Hey," she whispered to me, "you comfy?" Well, I was still inside of her. But I didn't care.

"Yeah," I said, nodding as I wrapped my arms around her, one on her hip and the other around her neck. She smiled and sighed, cuddling even closer to me in an effort to find a more comfortable position. I stared into her red gems, admiring how they glistened in the dark.

I didn't know why, but I planted a soft peck on her nose, prompting her to giggle weakly.

"What wassat for?" she asked drowsily.

"Sorry," I chuckled, "your eyes are just so beautiful."

"Thanks," she said, right before closing her eyes. "I'm gonna... get some... slee..." And that was all she said before falling silent. Her breathing slowed to a gentle rhythm. Now this was the kind of soft music I liked.

My mouth opened wide as I let out a yawn. I guess it was time for me to hit the sack. I settled into the plush sofa, laying my head next to hers. Before sleep took me, a few thoughts lingered. This was perhaps one of the best nights I ever had in my entire life. Maybe I won't remember any of it, but I hoped that perhaps some things would stay. Maybe I'd find out in the morning. Seconds later, my mind drifted out into the sea of slumber, dragged away by the current.

Outskirts of Ponyville, Ethan's Cottage

"Ethan! Open up!" Rainbow stood outside the door of her human friend's cottage, waiting for him to come and answer the door. If he was even there.

"C'mon! I sorry if I made you leave your zone or whatever you call it!" She knocked sharply on his door one more time. "Ethaaaaan!" Her shouting led to no avail. He was not coming out any time soon. Not without persuasion.

"Ethan, I swear I will buck your door open if you don't let me in!" No answer. "Okay then, have it your way!" It always worked this way with her and Ethan. If he didn't want to comply, she'd convince him to. She about faced the door and lifted her hindlegs up into the air. With a grunt, she delivered a powerful two-legged buck and busted the door open.

"Alright you braniac, where are you?" She trotted into living room, which was currently vacant. In fact it was the way she saw it when she dragged Ethan out of his cottage to the nightclub. A half-eaten lettuce sandwich and a book on Equestrian creatures that Ethan was going to read for the evening. Everything was untouched. "Are you in your bedroom?" She went into the hallway and saw the ajar bedroom door, the lights off and the bed still neatly done.

"Ethan! Are you here?!" Silence answered her. "Goddesses damn it, Ethan. Where did you wander off to? Urgh, I gotta make sure he's alright."

With that, Rainbow exited his house, closed the door, and took off into the night sky in search for her friend. "I really hope you're okay..."