Turner ran a dry tongue over numb lips. The indecent proposals in the book had him in a raging blush, not to mention other projections that had him bringing his legs closer together in a feeble attempt to hide his reaction. Part of him wanted to run to Muffins, to hold his precious Derpy close and just surrender to the building feelings.

Would that be bad? "She is a perfectly lovely mare..." He imagined her smiling face. He thought of the bubbles that graced her rump, her bubbly rump. So round and large, what stallion wouldn't want...

He shook himself free of those thoughts as he heard hoofsteps coming down the stairs. There was Muffins, looking quite dejected with her ears hanging low and her eyes looking towards the ground. That was when her mismatched pupils were often at their least, when she was miserable.

Turner stepped towards her firmly, abandoning the journal to flop to the ground. "What's wrong?"

The sound of the book hitting the ground caused her to jerk up. Her lovely irises contracted on seeing the journal. "I-I can... oh Celestia, no I can't." She went limp and sagged against the wall beside her. "It's alright. You can run away now... I understand."

He was at her side in an instant in a burst of a gallop. "Run away? Whyever would I run away from you?" He smiled at her uneasily. "We... need to talk, I think."

She shrank back a moment before she sat down on her round haunches. "You're not... leaving?"

"Whyever would I leave when I have you right here?" He kissed her on the nose even as his own cheeks darkened. He had meant to be encouraging and say something clever, but he kissed her instead.

She righted herself. "Do you... mean that?"

"Muffins..." He glanced away and back at her. "I... love you. I'm not sure if I'm ready for... the other part of the first segment... but... may I be your coltfriend?"

Tears glistened in her eyes before she blinked them away into proper streams. "Yes!" she squeaked out, throwing her arms around Time Turner and hugging him tightly. "Yes!" They pressed tightly to one another, knowing nothing but the spreading warmth of joy in their newfound conviction to their relationship.

"D-did you... read more than that?" Muffins sat back out of the hug, ears perked at him. "Oh gosh, I didn't... I was just..."

He put a hoof on her nose gently. "As a greater pony than myself once said, there is no wrong way to fantasize."

Muffins burst into giggles. "You don't mean that, I mean..." Her cheeks darkened with every breath. "I mean, the first one was... pretty normal." She looked away. "But the other things... I mean... I don't know if you're into... any of that... and... trusting me, gosh, worst flyer this side of Fluttershy to... do that... in public! You'd never be that insane."

He put his hoof on her chest, feeling the rapid thumping of her lovely heart. "The most insane thing a pony can do is fall in love. After that, everything else seems so small... Muffins, I am ready to follow you anywhere. You've never let me down before, not on purpose at least." He flashed a bright smile. "I always feel safe around you. You wouldn't let me down."

Quietly, on the living room table, the cube pondered its purpose. It had led the two ponies to confessing their true feelings and professing love and willingness to find one another's pleasure. That was good. Neither was actually doing that. Its limited intelligence struggled with the idea of if it had done well or not, and if the situation needed remedying. Perhaps a little nudge was called for?

Derpy's eyes went even more split than normal for a moment before she squirmed in place. She had a special kind of heat. Normally, it would be a fine time to find a nice private place for some relief, but she had her lovely doctor right there... "You... want to try a little?"

"Try a little what?"

Even his adorably innocent face amused her. He really had no idea. There was nothing for it. She kissed his cheek and turned around, presenting her rump to him. "Number one!"

"O-oh!" Surprise ran through him before he felt his already half-firm member start filling up. Her suggestion seemed like a really good idea. "I would... be honored." He kissed her bubbled rump on either side before nuzzling around the base of her tail, encouraging it to lift up and out of the way. "Misses Hooves..." He chuckled softly. "If ever we did... we wouldn't have to change last names at all."

She laughed with him at that. "I never thought of that. It must be destiny." Her laugh turned into a giggle. "But enough of that, c'mon!" She wriggled her backend left and right. "It's not polite to keep a mare waiting."

His pulsing member needed no further invitations, but his mind was another thing. He kissed her plump cheeks, left then right. "Has anyone told you how amazing you are."

"N-no..." She looked over her shoulder. "Can you... tell me from up top?" Her cheeks were a rosey hue, wanting to hear more, but..."

"Well, you are!" He nuzzled into her winking female flesh, the touch of his short muzzle hairs sending electric shocks through her body, but it wasn't what she wanted, not exactly. "You deserve every bit of love."

"Then go ahead and give it to me. Doctor, I need you, in me, right now!" She stomped her hooves, dancing from one to the next. "Stop teasing me!"

His ears went down against his head. "I... never did this before."

She let out a frustrated growl even as it turned into laughter. "Poor Doctor. I'm sorry. I... didn't know. Look, just hop up. Play leapfrog, and lose on purpose."

He hesitated a moment before his lust-ready muscles propelled him up onto her, hugging her from above rather than standing on her. He held her close and nuzzled into her withers. "This feels nice." His shaft rested right between her powerful thighs, rubbing against the fur with every motion. Was that sex? He decided quickly that he liked it.

His motions only served to stoke the fire Muffins felt behind her. She jumped up in place, adjusting her rider with each powerful motion. For all she lacked in coordination, she had strength and stubbornness. She got him back and began to bounce him up and down, tensing every time the tip of his lovely flat-tipped tool brushed against her waiting lips.

It clicked in his head as he was jostled around and he thrust his hips forward. sinking several inches of his member into her with a wet squelch. His eyes closed tight and he shuddered. Nevermind that first thing... Actually being in her was much, much better. "My little Derpy..." He took a hesitant step forward, pulling her back onto his member. He mounted her as a stallion should. "O-oh my..."

Muffin's tongue poked free, hanging from her snout with the satisfaction of finally being speared by the pony she loved. "Yes... Better than any muffin, Doctor."

He kissed her between her ears. "Not better than this Muffin."

They laughed together before Muffins pressed back firmly, then drew away. "It's a dance, move."

"R-right." He moved against her, countering her motions. At first it was timid and uncertain, but with every saw of their sensitive organs, that doubt faded away. They soon knew the pleasure of union, and wanted more of it. Their pace started to pick up, faster and faster. Crotch and rump slammed together with powerful slaps, his balls coming to a half against her back end with each crashing motion.

Her wings spread out, wrapping around him in a hug as she heaved and bucked back against him. "Just... like that..." All too quickly, she felt him flare inside of her. She tried to get more pleasure out of the last moments, grinding and pushing against that plug just before thick sprays of seed filled her, but it didn't douse the fire. She wanted more. Even as he started to slump on her back, she petulantly grunted in frustration. "This ride isn't over." She hugged him all the tighter with her wings and began walking along with him still attached.

"W-what are we doing?" He looked around with a dumbfounded expression, his ears swiveling wildly. "Muffins? We're headed towards the--Muffins!"

She was not stopping. She booted the door open with a powerful kick and stepped through, her stallion trapped against and inside of her. "We're gonna go for a ride."

He tried to step free of her, but the ground dropped away from him suddenly. He hugged her tight with a frightened cry. He could see the world below shrink rapidly as they ascended. He would fly with her, or else. "O-okay..." He tried to think of a clever way out of things. "We're making a bit of a display." He could see some ponies had noticed their ascent. Some of them seemed to think it was just odd, perhaps they thought they were really just flying piggyback instead of... the other option.

"You said you didn't care." Her wings spread out, flapping powerfully. "Did you lie?"

"No! No... Muffins, I really love you."

"Then fly with me. Trust me." She smiled back at him before ascending ever higher into the sky. Only when all of Ponyville seemed small and the air was thin did she even off, barely able to keep herself going with the height they had achieved. "See, all private here." There wasn't a single pegasus that flew so high as to be near them. They were all far down below.

"This is kind of nice..." Time Turner craned his head left and right to see all the various parts of Ponyville from their altitude. "T-thank you, for sharing this with me." He hugged her firmly, nuzzling into her fur. "Now we'll go down?"

"Yep." She dipped forward like the end of a roller coaster. They were suddenly plunging towards the ground far faster than Time Turner could have liked. "Make a foal with me, the--" Her words were almost drowned out, shouted over the wind. "--traditional pegasus way, like warriors." She grinned at him in her cockeyed way, not an ounce of hesitation in her.

He did what most any earth pony would do in a similar situation. He screamed. His own scream sounded alien in his own ears, the ground coming at him all too quickly. He felt her insides flex around his stallionhood, beckoning him to do what he was thinking very little like.

It was the only way. If he didn't do his part, as a stallion, they would both dash against the ground. He pulled her tighter, one part out of fear, but another to make his first move. She made a muted but musical noise of approval as he started grinding against her, working despite his thumping heart. He closed his eyes and tried to ignore the oncoming doom. There was only himself, and his beloved Muffin. He would do his part. This he swore to himself.

With almost desperate plunges into her delightfully round form, he listened for her sounds of rapture instead of the ominous rumble of the wind that made his ears flap around wildly. He heard a distant shout. Had they been spotted? Their climax would be remembered, one way or the other, either in triumph or a strange tragedy. He bit down on the back of her neck. "My precious muffin, I will... glaze you from the inside."

He could feel her tremble, both in laughter and around his arousal. Her reply was lost to the wind, but no words were needed for their motions. He drove deep into her quivering tunnel, fluid running out along his shaft, forced by the fast winds back towards his flopping balls. He didn't dare look down, or anywhere else. The only part of his world that was left was his muffin, his marefriend.

Author's Note

Well, that took a while to heat up.

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