"You want to make a deal? What kind of deal?"

The pegasus frowned upon hearing my suggestion, her front hooves resting on each side of my shoulders as she talked.

Sunny stared at me with an ambiguous expression in her face. I couldn't say for sure if she was pondering my words, or just waiting for the right opportunity to strike me.

"Hey don't look at me like that- you're the one wriggling on my lap." I said, eliciting a sarcastic snort from the mare.

"I'm not wriggling on your lap!"

"Yes, yes you are, Sunny." I rolled my eyes. "Look, I'm proposing a deal, not a marriage" Oh, the irony...

"Then go ahead, for Celestia's sake, I thought we already had a 'deal', if that's how you call it." Sunny rolled away from me, sitting by my side.

"No we don't- At least no yet." I stated. "You just jumped on top of me and started to ramble about princesses and castles and being whatever I wanted you to be" I held an incoming laugh.

Sunny was cute and all - she truly was - however, I had better plans for her.

"Look dear, this may become a win-win situation if we set things up properly, instead of just playing doctor with each other"

"Playing what?-" She gasped.

"Listen; Rarity asked me to plan her wedding ceremony - unfortunately, I'm not in a position to say 'no' and walk away. Silver Crown is a jerk, even though she won't ever admit that." The idea of doing something for him - even if indirectly - was kinda disturbing.

"I still don't get your point." She sighed, staring at me with a bored face.

"That's because I haven't finished yet." I said, resuming my line of thought. "Look, let's just say that things were said - and things happened - yesterday in Carousel Boutique... I can't say I'm feeling bad for letting the 'thing' happen - but the point is; I'm a dead man if it ever happen again, and Silver Shithead happen to find out."

"You know Peter, I'm starting to ask myself why haven't I punched your face yet..." She smiled creepily at me. "You better give me a very good reason to keep your teeth in their right places."

"It wasn't even my fault!" I chuckled dismissively.

"No one stumbles in a pussy, honey."

"I- I'm not even- not even talking about that!" Sunny just shook her head. "Okay, you want reasons, I'll give you reasons; I am your ticket to that marriage - and even though I don't know what you're planning yet - I know you have something in mind..." A mischievous smile formed on my lips. "There are more than just castles and princesses in your thinking head, that's for sure."

"You know nothing about my thoughts, Peter." She raised an eyebrow at me.

"That's what you think." I pointed at her. "I like you, Sunny, and I'm willing to take you to Rarity's marriage. You just need to keep me away from her."

"How's that even possible?" She giggled.

"I don't know- you're my marefriend, you should know how to keep your man away from other mares."

"That's so ridiculous." Sunny laughed, rolling on her back.

"Not being able to accomplish your goals is ridiculous." I noted. "So, what do you say?"

"Ugh... Alright, alright." Sunny groaned. "But I'm not kissi-"

Before she could finish whatever she was about to say, I pulled her to a kiss. Sunny tried to wriggle away from my grasp, turning her head to the side.

"W-what the hell are you doing?" She said, her cheeks in a shade of pink and red.

"You said you accepted the deal..." I shrugged "I was trying to kiss you, but you seem to be a terrible kisser anyway."

"I am not!" She frowned, not noticing my puppeteer skills. First step; negative feedback.

"Then prove it!" Second step; create a challenge.

I was about to apply the third step, but it was utterly unnecessary. Sunny fell into my arms, pressing her lips against mine, the smell of coffee still in her hair.

"Still- not a good- kiss" I whispered between pauses for breathing. I was just trying to poke the fire with a stick.

I completely lost balance as I tried to move towards Sunny, falling on my back on the carpeted floor. The pegasus not helping at all as she landed on top of me.

"Now..." She smiled mischievously, standing up, but pinning me down with her front hooves.

She lowered her head slowly, slightly turning her muzzle to the side, kissing me again, this time deeper.

It was a matter of being in power, I presumed, but to hell with behavioral psychology, I just enjoyed the good time.

I opened my eyelids just a little bit, Sunny held her wings opened and stiff, as a war plane about to take off and drop some bombs in a terrorist facility. I mentally giggled at my stupid metaphor.

I explored her embracing mouth with my tongue, tasting the sheer pegasus energy.

As we finally parted, Sunny bit my lower lip, nuzzling my cheek in the cutest imaginable way.

"God, you are perfect." I said, my breath still puffy.

"And you are a bastard." She chuckled. Flying away from me.

I kept myself on the floor, staring at the ceiling with a stupid smile stamped on my face.

That's how you make a deal.

"Oh, and just for you to know" Sunny opened the front door, not looking at me as she spoke. "I'm taking your credit card with me. As the fantastic boyfriend you are, I presume you'll not mind."

"You're taking what??" I rolled around.

"My new dress is not buying itself alone." With a sadistic smile, she waved goodbye. "I see you later honey."

Author's Note

Short chapter, starting to work on this story again!