NOIRE POV

On these occasions, where mares run around the city, looking for their prey, you would think stallions would be elated to have a mare hop on them, however, after many injured, raped, and one casualty (Don't ask how. That information is still confidential to this day), mares in heat, in the eyes of the male population, appear less like figures of desire and more like sex zombies. Fortunately, laws have been put in place to prevent any other incidents from happening. Just the standard, like no sexual action can be taken without consent, any injury caused by sexual acts can result in charges if the victim wants to, and the like. However, the anxiety that lingers in the air for that week is to dense to cut, and it can simply take one wrong step, one slip of the tongue, for those rules to come crashing down.

"STOP SPACING OUT, ROOKIE!" A frustrated general yelled as I narrowly ducked under an incoming attack. This performance had been constant for days after heat week started. I had already slept with Cadance more times then I had fingers, but Tidal remained firm by her stubbornness. She refused any kind of relief, saying something along the lines of "I'm fine!" with a touch of strain and dismissal. I love her, truly, but those stubborn streaks can really wear down a guy's patience. I could tell it was putting much more of a strain on Tidal too as her legs were shaking as her eyes began to leer at my lower body. I sighed mentally and took the opportunity to sweep her legs and have her by the neck.

She was a mess; uncombed mane, untucked uniform, sweat, sweat everywhere. One would think she walked out of a tornado by her unkempt state. "Tidal, I love you, but this is too much. Your sweating so much, you might have left a trail coming out of your room. Now will you come with me to bed so we can deal with this?" Tidal silently nodded and stretched her hands, motioning me to carry her. As expected, she was unable to walk. I dissipated my sword and carried her, bridal style, out of the training grounds, ignoring all the stares we received on the way out. It was not like we were trying to hide it anyway.

TIDAL POV

I thought that Noire would take me back to my room so I could wash myself off at least, however, he had taken me to the last place I wanted to be in the world. "Oh, hi Noire! Hi Tidal! I knew you would buckle! Come, let's have some fun~" the pink mare leaned over the bed frame, champagne bottle in hand.

"Why the hell would you take me to this drunken idiot!?" I yelled incredulously.

"Be nice. You two are herdmates now. You're going to have to learn to get along eventually," he reprimanded "Come on. Let's go give you a bath."

He led me into the bathroom and began to take off my armour, piece by piece. He knew either of us could magic it off as we pleased, but he was enjoying his temporary power over me, and afraid as I am to admit it, I was enjoying it too. Once I was completely naked, I used the last of my strength to walk into the tub while Noire stripped down as well. While he removed his armour, I used my magic to fill the tub with warm water, a great benefit of being part of my family. Noire joined me in the tub, sitting behind as he took a bar of soap and scrubbed my back. The water loosened my muscles as I relaxed for the first time in days. I grabbed another bar and washed my front, moving up from my feet to my torso. I was about to wash my breasts when Noire cut in, groping both in his soapy hands. He gently massaged them, drawing circles around my areolas with his thumbs, trying to get a rise out of me. I tried to hold in my moans of pleasure, but as I felt my nethers swell, I let out a satisfied sigh as I came.

"That was a good performance, however, I think there's someone who needs my attention, don't you think?" I teased, feeling Noire's cock rub against my ass. Noire tensed up as I lessened the gap between us, sandwiching his dick between his skin and my fur. "Ever since our first time, I've been wondering how it would feel: having your cock deep inside a different hole~" I began shaking my ass, sending waves of pleasure through his body. I grinned as he let out a shudder, and gripped my cheeks like they were the last thing he'd feel. His groans began more guttural and his hold more fierce, signalling he was getting close. Before he could release, I stopped and turned to face him, his face a mix a pleasure and disappointment.

"Why did you-"

"The only place you get to cum is in my ass today. I'm not so sex-drunk that I immediately ask for babies I don't really want yet, nor do I want to get dirty just after you cleaned me up." I was surprised at how put together I was compared to a few minutes earlier. Sure, I was still going to ride that precious, even if a little weird-looking, cock until we both couldn't walk, but at least I was going to be more sober when I did. "Now, let's get out of here before we turn into prunes," I said as I got out of the bath and took a spare robe. Noire followed close behind as we exited.

CURDLE POV

Ayra and I were hanging out in her own quarters today, something about me needing to get away from all the chemicals and blood for a bit. I was a bit hesitant at first, but talking to her was a great distraction from the heat between my legs.
"And then I fell into the water fountain..." I finished as I watched Ayra's face turn red and burst into a fit of laughter. I had just finished telling her how stalking on Noire and Cadance's date went, and I swear, there was some sort of glow to her, even in her changeling disguise, even as she fell of her chair, arms flailing everywhere. Something about how her smile framed her face made my face blush.

"Woah!" She tumbled and landed on her back, still giggling a bit from the hilarity of it all. I laughed at her embarrassing display, and helped her up. Once we had both calmed down, I asked her about her time as Cadance' maid. Her glow seemed to fade a bit as her smile started to strain. Her hands joined together as she started, a sign she was about to lie "Oh, I've had a great time here! Everypony is so nice and-"

"Ayra, did you know you clap your hands together when you lie?" I asked her. She looked down and saw exactly what I said. Her face fell as she slumped back in her chair, hiding her face from my view. "Remember what Noire and I said those months ago? That you can rely on us?" Ayra remined silent for a moment before she started confessing.

"I've been having some difficulties with the male guards. Some have been coming onto me, and it's been triggering flashbacks of that incident way back when." I clenched my fists in anger at the thought of one of those barbarians doing something remotely similar to what Ayra had experienced. It would've also been bad if they had discovered Ayra's identity as a changeling. She still didn't want that revealed, and we weren't going to push her to. "It's gotten to the point where I'm scared to even have another male around me, except for Noire and the other generals. I didn't want to say anything to avoid any confrontation, but you're probably going to do it anyway, aren't you?" She looked to me with reddened cheeks "I mean, you have expressed some interest in me ever since I came here." My face became a rosy tint as I realised that she could feel my emotions, that she knew , probably before even me, that I was in love with her.

"I was honestly surprised when I felt that surge of love coming from you for the first time. It was so potent that I didn't even need to feed off Cadance for a day or two. I kept coming back to get my fix, and not long after, I noticed you blushing every so often when we're together, and connected the dots. I was going to wait until you were ready to tell me, but I've found myself suddenly ready to tell you instead," a bead of sweat rolled from my forehead as Ayra took a long breath, preparing herself for what would come next "I-I love you, Curdle. I don't know what else to say except that. You don't need to respond right away," I was left speechless, unable to even breathe, much less respond "I made things awkward, didn't I? Sorry, you are the first person to feel this way about me so I'm not sure how to really do stuff like confessing." My mind may have failed me, but my heart and body were as fast as ever, maybe even faster. With little thought as to what I was doing, I tackled Ayra onto the bed, and layered her face with kisses. She let out a fit of giggles as I tickled her face. So much so that her disguise dissipated. Her fur gave way to a black carapace, and her eyes changed to a light blue. However, instead of her mane vanishing, leaving what was supposed to be black fins on her head, it turns to a web-like thickness, light blue with pale green streaks.

"You look even more beautiful without the disguise," I said, cupping her face with my hands, and kissing her on the forehead "Have you always looked like this though?" I asked, just realising this was the first time I had seen her changeling form.

"Look like what?" she asked in confusion. I let her go, allowing her to walk over to her mirror and get a good look at herself. She took a few steps back as she registered what she had become, her face trying to decide whether to be overjoyed or not. "I thought Chrysalis was here for a moment! Why do I look like this!?"

I took her by the hand ad led her back to the bed, the heat returning inn full force "Questions for later. For now, let's just enjoy this moment~" I said as I leaned in for another kiss. Ayra met me halfway, and we were practically joined as one, locking lips for the first time. We were going to enjoy this moment, as well as all the others we were to share together.

NOIRE POV

As Tidal and I exited the bathroom, we were quickly reminded of the drunken, horny princess we had left unattended. She was out of bed, completely naked, and eyed both of us like pieces of candy. "Yew shure like to keep a mare waitin', dontcha?" she slurred, stumbling over bottles to meet with us. However, it was all in vain as she stepped on a bottle, breaking it, and imbedding many shards in her foot. She didn't realise it immediately, but by the lack of pink in her face when she looked down, we both knew that she had picked her poison and painful, sobering pain, evident in one long, agonising scream that shook the castle to its core. Once her shout had subsided, we both took our hands off our ears and took one long look at each other.

"This has been a rough heat season for you, hasn't it" Tidal asked me, now beginning to notice my baggy eyes.

I silently nodded "Yeah... Fun fact: Alicorns may be difficult to get drunk, but their also difficult to sober up." I walked over to the drunk princess, laying on the floor, with a shards of glass lodged in her foot "Hold still, Cady. You did yourself no favours with this."

"No shit!" Cadance said through gritted teeth as I delicately removed each shard with my magic, and closing the wounds left behind. Once I had finished, I set her on the bed and kissed her on the cheek.

"I may have healed the wound, but I didn't take away the pain. You should keep off the floor for a while." I looked back to Tidal "You still want to stay?"

"And miss drunk Cadance in all her glory? You wish." As Tidal sat on my left on the bed, with Cadance on my right, we all basked in the silence of a peaceful moment. A moment quickly interrupted by a scream from outside, along with heavy footsteps. I quickly checked the hallway to find Ayra, not in her pony disguise, being chased by a group of guards, with Curdle on their tail.

"Tidal, stay with Cadance please. Ayra is in trouble." Before she could ask what was happening, I had already teleported away "Christ, it never ends," I thought.

Author's Note

To all those in the UK, Happy Lockdown!
Yeah it sucks.
I hope you all are staying safe out there. I'll be chilling at uni for the month, so maybe I'll have some more free time. I'll try to get part 2 out this month for you all so hang tight.

Stay dizzy. Wuzzy out.