WAY Out of place

"I don't know what he might have done if I didn't say anything or do anything. He's finally getting over it and I've been helping him get through things. He's just rough around the edges." Twilight finished explaining things to Applejack, warping them to be truthful without telling the whole truth.

"Well shucks, I feel like I should give him an apology. I didn't think somepony's life could be so topsy-turvy. He did look like he didn't mean it." Applejack said looking to the floor. "You think maybe if we explain things to the other girls they could all forgive him? Pinkie included?"

Twilight smiled and nodded. Her expression changed more to curiosity. "Now that I think of it, where did he go?"

"I think I saw him go thataway with that package Pinkie had." Applejack said pointing to the kitchen.

They trotted toward it and into the kitchen, though I wasn't there. Twilight noticed the opened package on the counter. She walked over to it and finished the unwrapping of the torn paper. Her horn glowed purple and the bottle and glasses floated out with the paper packing to keep them safe. She set the glasses down and looked at the large bottle with a yellow liquid in it. A small tag was tied to the neck and it hung down from it. She steadied it and read it.

As requested, a bottle of one of the finest wines from Canterlot.
Courtesy of the castle wine cellars.
I hope you and Twilight enjoy and that your night be a magical one.

~Princess Celestia

A smile and a small tear formed from Twilight as she set it down on the counter. She turned to Applejack. "AJ, if you don't mind, could we wait until tomorrow?"

"Uh, sure Twi, could I ask why?"

Twilight's horn glowed and moved the bottle over for Applejack to see the tag. "Oh." Applejack read it over a few times trying to make sense of what she meant. It finally hit her and her eyes widened a little. "Oooooh, uh sure Twi, I'll get right outta yer mane." She said with a hint of pink coming to her cheeks. "They're those kinda friends." She said softly to herself as she trotted off.

Twilight happily levitated the bottle and glasses looking around. "Now where is he?" She asked herself. She noticed the sun on it's very edge outside her window and figured out where I'd be. She smiled and walked out the kitchen and through the ponies to the stairs, going up them and into her room. She set the bottle and glasses down on her nightstand and trotted over to the small doorway and out onto the balcony. But I wasn't there. She looked around and walked back into her room. "Where is he?"

I trotted down the street, hoping some night air would help do what alcohol always did for me. I looking around myself now and again, looking at the few ponies still out. Mostly couples for a late night stroll. I started feeling bad again about what I did back there. My temper got the better of me, something I wish hadn't remained. I looked off toward the rising moon, the sun now out of view, wondering something. "Is she really okay with me and Twilight being together?"

I knew I wasn't the greatest person to be a partner like that, but all I really wanted was for things to work. I wanted her to be happy but always seemed to screw things up or get blindsided by something stupid. I hung my head low, staring at the tattoo. "I guess Kian isn't the only one having a rough time after all."

Pinkie's lips were locked to Kian's and his legs flailed as she went to town. Her hooves held tight to her around his neck and she slid along him, her crotch stimulating from the friction and warmth of their coats. A thin smearing trail of her juices followed it along him, his fur sticking to him. A few tears of strain formed in his eyes as he felt something he'd never felt: absolute ecstasy. She moaned into his mouth and he'd never felt so alive. He could feel himself slide out and her soft mound rub along it. The lips of her slit parted as they kissed along his shaft. He breathed raggedly into her mouth, giving up and accepting her, kissing back with all he had.

It was his first, for a lot of things at that moment. She slid along him, his length extended as far as it could. Her wet folds warm with desire. She split off from him and slid up along him, her haunches splayed on his chest. He stared speechless at her nethers and she looked down from atop him, panting, sweat running along her face. She smiled amorously and lifted up from him, his member, a whole foot or so of brown with creme colored splotching near the end, stood at attention. She moved down with her pink rump in the air, her waist floating over his. She lowered herself down, the flat head of his shaft pressing into her mound and slipping in. She moved slowly, savoring every inch of him as he slid inside. Kian's mouth was hung open as he felt her soft velvety walls hug around his member.

Twilight went down the stairs and back to the party looking around. She spotted Applejack along with Fluttershy, Rarity, and Rainbow Dash among the ponies. She trotted over to them. "Have any of you seen where James went? He wasn't upstairs."

"Uh, Twi, we don't exactly need to know about that last part." Applejack said, her nose scrunching up.

"Besides, he hasn't shown his tail around here since...that stuff with Pinkie." Rainbow said rubbing a hoof along the back of her head.

"Don't worry Twilight dear, Applejack already explained his reasons for outburst earlier." Rarity said with a soft smile.

"How dreadful." Fluttershy nodded.

"If he's not here then he might of ran off." Twilight said worriedly. "The last time he did that he was really upset." She looked to her friends gravely, her eyes showing fear. "Girls, we need to find him."

I raised my head and walked with a higher pace than earlier. My face giving off all it had to. I kicked one of my forelegs in anger along the ground, my hoof striking hard at the pavement and skidded off. "Every motherfucking time I try to do something it always goes shit." I mumbled. "Every god damn time I royally fuck it up." My hoof striking hard on the ground. "I always fuck everything up, now matter what." I huffed and sat down my eyes closed in spite. "I'm a fucking mistake and everything I do is a fucking mistake."

I stood back up and walked down the street, ignoring the stares I'd acquired. Something caught my eye, that same Pegasus I had already seen twice. Sharp wings, windblown mane, red eyes. I shut my eyes again and shook my head fiercely. "NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, YOU'RE NOT GOING CRAZY! GYAAAGH! GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY HEAD!" My mind screamed. I opened my eyes to see him gone again. I looked around for the closest thing to what I was looking for. A tavern, a pub, something I drown myself in. I spotted something; Butterscotch's Ice-cream Parlor and Bar.

"Quaint." I muttered to myself, walking through the door and into it. I sighed and looked around the inside to see a unicorn mare behind the counter. She was a cocoa brown with, what looked like yellow socks that went up to her cannons. Atleast they looked like socks. "Is any of that sock bullshit for real?" I wondered to myself. Her long mane was a mix of a chocolatey brown, a creamy yellow, and a caramel like golden brown and hung down from the right side of her face. A small red rose behind her left ear "Weird, never seen her in the background of any episodes. Guess I must've missed her or something." I thought cantering up to the counter.

"New customer," She smiled. "What'll it be?" She asked as I attempted getting into one of the stools.

I finally did and ignored the menu. "Just give me the strongest thing you have." I said staring down at my hooves on the counter.

"Well there's a few things that are pretty strong, the specialty being one. The Butterscotch Sundae, vanilla bean ice-cream with nuts, caramel, and hot butterscotch sauce. Made with a triple shot of whi-"

"I don't eat Ice-cream." I interrupted. "The sign said bar, all I want is something heavy to drink."

"But it's made-"

"I don't care about the damn Ice-cream." I interrupted again, burying my face into my forelegs. "Just give me a bottle of whatever will get me shitfaced the fastest and leave me be dammit."

She sighed and turned around from the counter and looked along the shelves, saying a few inaudible things herself.

"Yeah fuck you too." I mumbled to myself.

She squeezed around him as she descended onto his length, moaning. Kian groaned out and bit his lip in a tight smile, loving her tight pinkness. All his instincts yelled at him to let go and give her the hardest dicking possible. Her legs on either side of him bending down, her haunches dripping with lust. A small droplet of her warm juice dribbled out and ran down his shaft, further exciting him. She moved lower, to the point where she had to spread her legs wider. Her mound slid down his member and reached the base, clenching around him, moaning.

He clenched his teeth at the tight hold of length, his eyes shut in ecstasy. Her face came back close to his and kissed hard and she slid up from him, squeezing hard. It took everything he had from letting it out. But something in his mind pushed him to keep from it, the knowledge that that would easily screw his life over majorly. She slid back down, taking him back in and moaning into his mouth. She raised back up and slid back down again and again, feeling it herself. She moved faster and slid up with a higher pace before coming back down with matching speed. She kept up the pattern, going even faster.

Kian's hooves moved up and held onto her sides as her hips slammed down onto his member almost painfully, his eyes shut and mouth open in absolute bliss. He couldn't hold it anymore, all hell was about to break loose, no turning back, game over. Then something he hadn't and probably never would have expected. Pinkie held on tight, kissing hard, and giving one finally slam onto his shaft before moaning loudly into his mouth and splitting off, slumping down onto his shoulder. He felt something thick and wet run down him onto his crotch. He opened his eyes and looked down between his and her's bodies, both of them panting and sweating profusely. He could see something thick and white puddle at his groin, but it wasn't from him.

Her hoof reach up and held onto his ear. She whispered into it "Could you take your turn please?"

Hearing that gave him the greatest satisfaction he'd ever wanted. His face still a weak smile, he let it out. A thick shot of sticky seed filling her to the brim and leaking out. His length softened and started to retract. She smiled and lifted off, a trail of the white goo dripping out, lying down next to him. He reached a foreleg around her and she backed into him. Both falling asleep while spooning.