“Well... wearing only underwear is ruined.” Pinkamena said, with more than a hint of irritation in her voice, as she shut the door behind us. “Tomorrow we start wearing clothes cause..... Ugh....” She grumbled.

“Sounds good to me.” I shuffled to the bed and flopped onto it.

Oh sweet softness. I’ll never leave you again.

I heard Pinkamena’s hooves clop on the floor behind me. “Need some help?” She giggled.

I shifted my head so I wasn’t face down in sheets. “Yes please.”

“Alright hold on.” I saw her walk around the foot of the bed. In moments, I felt her grab onto my spikes and tug. Now on the bed full I pushed myself to my hands and knees and somewhat shakily crawled to the head of the bed.

“Hmmm.” I hummed as I stared at the messed up pile of pillows. Thinking for a moment I pushed myself into a sitting position and shuffled around until I was facing the right direction. In my shifting I’d messed up the bed, throwing pillows off unintentionally with my spikes. I looked around at the pillows and messed up bed. “Well shit.”

Pinkamena giggled and I looked up at her to see her smiling at me. I blinked. “What?”

“You’re cute.” She responded, crossing her arms under her chest. Mmmmm... Dem titties...

“No you.” Came my intelligent comeback.

Pinkamena snorted and burst into giggles as she facepalmed. Then her face fell into a small frown and she sighed. She looked back at me. “Can I get something off my chest?”

“If it’s about that dinner. Go ahead. However if you’re referring to something else...” I let my sentence hang as I tried in vain to organize the pillows behind me.

“Here, let me.” Pinkamena walked over and had me lean forward so she could organize the pillows that were still on the bed. “So... I get what they were trying to do in there.” She began, bending over to pick up a pillow next to the bed. And... Dat ass. “They were trying to make... I don’t know if it was us or just you, more comfortable. Sure I get that, but just because the two of us are comfortable mostly naked, doesn’t mean that we’re okay with other people being half or, in Cadence’s case, fully naked.” I listened quietly as she wandered around to the left side of the bed and retrieved the other pillows. “Tartarus, Blueblood was joking!” She snapped. She began organizing the pillows behind me. When she was finished I leaned back and felt all the tension in my back relax. This was nice. I kept my eyes on the mare as she started adjusting the sheets, lifting my legs so she could pull the sheets out and over me. “I could tell Blue was uncomfortable despite how he acted. Cadence was super uncomfortable! Celestia seemed a little uncomfortable. Yet, Luna seemed perfectly fine! Why?” She snorted as she walked around to the right side of the bed to continue adjusting the sheets over my legs. “Was Luna used to this sort of thing? I’m expecting some sort of apology for that.” She frowned and crossed her arms under her chest again, frowning and honestly looking quite cute as she frowned.

“Pinkamena.” I said. She looked at me, still looking irritated. “Come snuggle.” I patted the bed beside me.

I could see the war going on in her head. She wanted to stay angry at the the royals, but she also wanted to snuggle with me. I could see that the latter won out as she gave me a warm smile. She sighed. “Okay. I guess I’m a little worked up over nothing.”

“No.” I shook my head. “It’s not nothing. It’s something that really bothered both of us. Thanks for getting me out of there by the way. That wasn’t appropriate, even if it was an attempt at making us feel better. You are right to be angry. I’m too drained to be angry.”

“You’re welcome.” Pinkamena smiled. Then her face fell. She looked unsure instead of angry. She seemed lost in thought. She chewed on her lower lip then looked up at me. “Hey Jared... How’d I compare to the... the others?”

Awwwwww! Pinkamena no!

“How so?” I cocked my head to the side.

“As in... physically...”

Now that the anger, the root of the anger is shown. I won’t have my mare feeling self-conscious about her body.

“Pinkamena love, you blow those four out of the water.” I responded.

She looked at me looking vulnerable. “But I’m-”

I cut her off. “Don’t say fat.” I pointed at her.

“Chubby.” She said with a hint of a smile.

“Damn it.”

Her small smile died. “But I am chubby. They’re gorgeous.”

“Pinkamena hon, come here.” I patted the bed again.

With slight hesitation, Pinkamena hopped up on the bed and crawled over to me. She turned and flopped next to me, resting on my spikes. I put an arm around her and pulled her close. I put an around around her and she snuggled up against me. “Are you really that worried about how you look compared to them?” I asked looking at her and giving her a squeeze.

“Yeah.” She sighed.

“Why?”

“I’m just.... I got really self conscious. We’re in this room with three absolutely stunning mares and one golden god of a stallion.” Pinkamena chewed on her lip a bit.

“I may not be gay... but... Damn...” I admitted.

Pinkamena poked my side causing all of me to twitch. “Shut up.” She said with a weak smile.

“Sorry.” I rubbed my side with my free hand.

She sighed again. “I know that it’s not helpful trying to compare myself to them. I’m... I’m guess I’m just jealous. Jealous that they look like that, and I look like this.” She gestured at all of herself.

“I can see why you’re jealous.” I nodded. “Yet, I still would take you over them any day.” I leaned in and kissed her forehead.

Pinkamena blushed. “I’m still chubby.”

“So? I think that’s a good thing. More of you to love.”

“Am I just being silly?” Pinkamena asked, sounding unsure.

“No, you said it yourself. You’re feeling self conscious.” I responded, giving her another squeeze. “Anything I can do to help?”

“Tell me I’m beautiful.” She responded quietly.

“You’re gorgeous.” I whispered in her ear. I felt her shiver as her ear flicked.

“T-tell me I’m sexy.” Pinkamena looked up at me a deep blush on her cheeks.

My response was to lean in and kiss her. Pinkamena squeaked, then her eyes fluttered and closed as she pressed herself into me. I closed my eyes as I held her. I felt her start to shiver as a small moan escaped her lips.

We broke apart and I opened my eyes to see Pinkamena giving me a half-lidded stare while biting her lower lip. “You know... I technically still have something to get off my chest.” I felt my heart skip as she reached back and undid her bra.

Thinking quickly, I grabbed her. She gasped as I rolled her so she was sitting in my lap straddling me. “Better?”

“Much.” She let her bra slide off and I couldn’t help but stare. Yet that lasted only for a moment as she pressed herself into me. She almost hungrily locked lips with me once again. I wrapped my arms around her and held her close as she moaned into my lips.

Then there came a knock at the door.

Immediately Pinkamena broke the kiss and sat up, glaring at the door hatefully. I however, could only manage to stare at it.

“Hello? It’s Twilight. Can I come in?”

“Motherfucker.” Pinkamena swore. She gave me a very irritated look as she grabbed her bra and put it back on. She then shimmied around until she was sitting on my lap, her flank firmly pressed onto my orchood. She leaned back and I wrapped my arms around her. “We’re continuing where we left off the moment she leaves.” Pinkamena whispered.

“I’m not opposed to that.” I leaned in and nipped at the tip of her ear.

Pinkamena shivered. “O-okay.” She then raised her voice.

“We’re decent Twilight, come on in.”

Under her breath she growled. “Cockblocking bitch.”

Author's Note

Honestly I fought with the more emotional bits of this chapter, writing and rewriting certain sentences over and over. I hope it came out okay.